He Qian didn't know the true identity of Yan Shixing's family, but she cleverly guessed that he must be from a big family. She didn't dare to hope that this relationship would have any result, so she just hid in the crowd and watched Yan Shixing leave with tears in her eyes.
At the airport, he stood on the steps ready to leave, but couldn't bear to leave He Qian. He saw her in the crowd at a glance, and finally rushed down the steps to propose to her.
Qian! I'll give you my name!
I formally propose to you!
marry me!
He Qian covered her mouth and cried, "Idiot!"
Yan Shixing put the ring his mother had given him on He Qian's hand and said, "Qian, wait until I have dealt with the affairs of my family, and then I will come to pick you up."
She shed tears of happiness and nodded.
Finally, Yan Shixing boarded the plane, and with a loud bang, the plane crashed and he never came back.
After that, almost all the passengers on the plane died, and fortunately only three people survived, including Yan Shixing.
After Yan Shixing was rescued, he suffered brain damage and no longer remembered He Qian who was waiting for him.
When recalling this, Yan Shixing, who was lying on the hospital bed with sweat all over his forehead, seemed to wake up and sat up from the bed.
His pupils constricted, his throat tightened, and the intense pain in his chest made him feel extremely bitter.
His head was filled with her image, beautiful, energetic, and intelligent, all the images he loved and cherished deeply.
How could he have forgotten her!
How can this be!
How disappointed she must be!
Yan Shixing covered his aching head with his hands, his eyes were terribly bloodshot, filled with regret and even more annoyance.
At the door, Shi Qi rushed in with a hurried cry, "Doctor, please take a look at my godfather, he is very..."
The words stopped abruptly.
Shi Qi saw Yan Shixing awake and ran over happily, holding his big hand. "Godfather, you're awake. If you feel uncomfortable, tell the doctor."
Yan Shixing was brought back to his senses by her voice and looked at Shi Qi.
That resemblance to her made him extremely excited. He reached out and hugged Shi Qi in his arms, saying with a slightly trembling voice, "Qian, is that you? Is it really you? I'm sorry for making you wait so long!"
He hugged her so tightly that Shi Qi was stunned by the nonsense he said, "Godfather, I'm Qi Qi!"
Shi Qi's voice finally brought Yan Shixing back to his senses. After letting Shi Qi go, he stared at her with his eyes wide open.
So similar!
But I couldn't help feeling sad.
This is not his Qian!
The bitterness surging in Yan Shixing's chest stirred all his senses. His lips became increasingly cold and pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and suppressed emotions were floating in his eyes.
Seeing his expression like this, Shi Qi waved to the doctor nervously, "Hurry up and take a look at him."
Several doctors nodded and came forward to examine Yan Shixing.
After the examination, the doctor said, "Mr. Yan's brain has just been cleared of blood clots that have been there for years. He may be a little confused for a while. Pay more attention to rest so that he can relax his mind."
The doctor also mentioned many precautions and asked to change the dressing on the wound in time. Shi Qi took note of them carefully.
After the doctors left, Shi Qi quickly pulled Yan Shixing to lie on the bed, muttering, "Godfather, you just woke up, don't get too excited, you need to rest. If there's anything urgent, tell me. Uncle Yan Ruo will be here soon."
Yan Shixing listened to her chattering, but his eyes were fixed on her face.
He stretched out his bony hand and stroked her soft, pale face. The turbulent emotions in his eyes gradually softened, and he asked in a hoarse, suppressed voice, "How did Qiqi's father die?"
Since he is an orphan, his parents must be deceased.
Yan Shixing guessed somewhat fancifully...
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