The billionaire dad is the president

"I'm sorry." Panting, she said regretfully, "I think I may...can't last until you're old."

"It's okay, at least hold on until our children grow up." Muran smiled, but the laughter was worse than crying.

As soon as the words fell, the neck became hot again!

Ye Yi said bitterly: "Probably, he couldn't hold on even then. I hope that even without me, he can grow up safely, is that okay?"

Muran didn't answer her.

Ye Yi asked stubbornly: "Is it possible?"

"...At least, finish this way home, okay?" His voice was almost pleading.

Ye Yi suddenly burst into tears...

The restlessness coming from her body was like death's scythe, consuming her strength bit by bit, and consuming what little sanity she had left.She could even feel the slow loss of life one by one, like blood flowing out of her body, very cold, very cold...

She had known that such a day would come, but she never thought that it would be on this day.

That's okay, if life can stop on this happiest day, it's not the last mercy God gave her...

Muran walked forward with her on his back, but every step he took was a torment for him.He gently... as if he was afraid of disturbing someone, said softly: "Remember to watch the road, if you don't show me the way, we won't be able to go home today."

"...Mmm." Ye Yi's chin rested on his shoulder, but he couldn't see the road ahead clearly.Everything was blurred, and everything turned into the same color, a vast expanse of white...

"Muran, I'm so tired, I can't even see my eyes." As she said this, the hand covering his eyes slowly and powerlessly dropped...

It fell heavily on his heart.

Pain into the soul!

Muran didn't stop walking, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly: "When you're tired..."

If you are tired, go to sleep.

Something kept flowing out of his eyes, and he forgot to wipe it off. He hugged his body that was gradually losing temperature on his back, walking on the crowded street, and heading for the far way home...

Just like in the setting sun, he carried her on his back like this, walking back to their home from a far away place...

But the person who showed him the way back then just quietly lay on his back, without making a sound.

She was just too tired, he thought.

I am so tired that I can no longer walk home with him...

**

15 years later.

A 15-year-old boy with delicate features and clear eyes, bright and calm.

Holding a bouquet of carnations in his hand, he came to a tombstone in the mountain, put down the bouquet, and looked at the quietly smiling woman on the tombstone. The voice of the young Qingyue revealed some emotion: "Mom, I'm here to see you."

Ye Yi's name was engraved on the tombstone.

In the photo, she seemed to be quietly looking at the boy in front of the tombstone, so quietly, with such a slight smile.

The boy said: "Mom, Dad, he drank again, and this time he went directly to the hospital. The doctor said..." He paused, mist formed in his eyes, and his voice lowered: "The doctor said, he has advanced gastric cancer. , in a few days."

"Mom, sometimes I really hate him. He never cared about me, he only knew how to drink. If only you hadn't left us, Mom, Uncle Yu Hao said, Dad used to be very gentle..."

The phone rang at this moment, and the young man saw that it was a call from the doctor in charge of the hospital, and his face suddenly turned pale!

"Master Mu, please come to the hospital quickly!"

The young man ran wildly all the way, and when he arrived at the hospital, the doctor just came out of the ward, and when he saw him, he hesitated to speak.Shaking his head regretfully, he left.

He pushed the door open and saw a thin figure from behind.Standing alone by the window, seems to be in a trance.

As if he heard footsteps, he turned around slowly, revealing a clean and handsome face.

The young man was stunned, and suddenly tears filled his eyes.

He couldn't remember how long he hadn't seen his father's clean face.He always has a face full of paste, like a robot, busy at home and work.

He opened his mouth, and it took him a while to call out: "Father."

"You're here." Muran smiled, and slowly came to him, patted his head lovingly, and sighed: "I've grown up so much, I'm relieved."

"dad……"

Muran sat on the edge of the bed, looked at this face similar to Ye Yi, and said softly: "Xiao Yi, you really look like your mother."

The boy's name is Mu Yi, the Mu Yi who misses Ye Yi.

"Father, I'm only 15 years old." The boy stood quietly on the edge of the bed, looking at his father, and suddenly realized that his temples had turned frosty white at some point.

He hurriedly grabbed Muran's hand and said eagerly, "I'm not even an adult yet!"

Muran said: "But you have already established your own company, and you have promised Donghuang to join the dark night. You have done this at your age, and you are already very good."

"But..." The boy's eyes turned red: "I did this just to make you happy!"

Muran was stunned.

Then he laughed: "Well, I'm very happy. Your mother will be very happy to see that you are so good."

He waved his hand tiredly, and said with a smile, "Go back first, I'm a little tired and want to sleep."

Mu Yi said anxiously: "The doctor said you..."

"Well, I'm dying." Muran interrupted, but suddenly stood up and said, "Let's go home." Seeing that the boy wanted to object, he said slowly, "I want to die where your mother is. "

When going back, Mu Yi was driving the car.

Sitting in the back compartment of the car, Mu Ran looked at his son's side face, and said a lot about the past.

About Ye Yi, about him.

Mu Yi listened carefully, and heard his voice gradually lowered.He looked back, and Muran looked out of the window sideways, with a faint smile on his mouth.

After a long while, he said with a strong laugh: "Your mother's wish is to let you grow up safely, and I have already achieved it. I have given you 15 years, and I want to be with her in the future. "

"Dad..." The boy's eyes were blurred, but he was choked up and unable to speak.

Muran suddenly felt a little cold. He clasped his fingers, stroked the ring on his finger gently, and said with a gentle smile: "It was she who made a slip of the tongue and didn't accompany me to the end. Now I will go to her and let her take responsibility. .”

"Son, Dad is tired."

"She's waiting for me..."

For a long, long time, the boy never heard his voice again, his breathing was still, the corner of his mouth was smiling, and his brows and eyes were full of satisfaction...

The young man thought, maybe his father was just dreaming, a dream with Ye Yi in it, as he said, they grew old together slowly, walking slowly in the afterglow of the setting sun, he was her crutch , she is his eyes...