King's School Coffee with Sugar

The morning passed quickly, and the Oriental Supreme kept talking to Yan and stayed by Yan's side.Yan still didn't show signs of waking up, so he picked up the phone on the bed cabinet, sent a text message to the special assistant's phone, and issued an order: bury Yan's mother, and handle the funeral affairs smoothly.After putting down the phone, he looked at the comatose Yan with gentle eyes, and said self-deceivingly: "You are blaming me for fulfilling the promise ten years late, and you will wake up in a while?".

'Dang, Dang, Dang' the servant knocked on the door panel, and after seeing the Oriental Supreme nodded in agreement, he came in, put a basin of clear water on the special chair, and held a washed towel in his hand: "Master, let me help the young lady." Wipe your face!"

Dongfang Supreme reached out to take the towel: "Get out!".

The servant took a peek at Yan lying on the bed with a pale but still beautiful face, and carefully exited the room, "This girl should be the young lady of the future."

The Oriental Sovereign gently wiped Yan's cheek with a towel...

A painful expression gradually appeared on Yan's beautiful face, sweat appeared on his forehead, and he dreamed: "No... fire... save her (him), save... save her... don't fight... I'm not ... no, mother ... ".

Dongfang Supreme looked at Yan's painful expression distressedly, wiped off the sweat on Yan's forehead with a towel, and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." Seeing Yan's still painful expression, and his hands began to move wildly .

Afraid that Yan would hurt himself, the Oriental Supreme quickly put down the towel in his hand, slowly lifted Yan up, hugged Yan, and stopped Yan's hands from moving, listening to Yan's constant painful dream language.

A strange cold 'liquid' flowed from the handsome face of the Eastern Supreme, who had bled but never shed tears since he was a child, "Did you cry?" He is not sure, he only remembers that he has been insulated from him since "crying" when he was a child, holding Shangyan's hair, and said with heartache: "Should I call you little fat girl, or should I call you Yan? I think you should like me to call you Yan, right?... If you don't 'talk', I will take it as your agreement..." Every word and tear: "Yan, if you want to be a 'future star', I will definitely be able to Let you become a household name and the most popular superstar. If you want to be a writer, I will definitely make you the most famous writer. If you want to have a family, I will definitely let you have the happiest home. I can achieve it You have many wishes, but the only thing I can't fulfill is to bring the dean's mother back from the dead... What happened to you that made you so desperate for this world? It made you choose to sleep forever, I don’t want to wake up and face this world again. Do you really have no nostalgia for this world? Do you really want to choose to wake up forever?...Suddenly it feels like the distance between us is so far, perhaps the farthest in the world The distance is that you are by my side, but I don't know 'you' is 'you' for a long time. The furthest distance in the world is not knowing that 'you' is 'you', but that I can't be in the world after I find you When you are awake, let you hear that I love you. The furthest distance in the world is not failing to let you hear that I love you when you are awake, but that you do not know that I love you to the point of obsession. In the world The farthest distance is not that you don’t know that I love you to the point of obsession, but that you are in my arms, but you don’t want to wake up again... My heart is bleeding, it hurts, it hurts, rock, wake up okay?"

Yan's eye hair moved slightly, and tears slid down his cheeks...

Disappointed, the Oriental Supreme laid Yan's body flat on his back, wiped off the cold 'liquid' on his face, picked up his phone, and walked out of the bedroom...

In the corridor, the Oriental Supreme leaned wearily against the wall and made an international call: "For the illness of 'Sleeping Beauty', transfer all authoritative professors to China."