Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

"Well, it's time to go back and spend time with them." Although he said so, Song Yanzhi was reluctant to leave because he would no longer be able to hug the people he hugged every day.

He raised his hand to smooth her bangs, picked up a piece of cut fruit and handed it to her mouth, "Then I'll take you there tomorrow?"

Song Xilan bit the fruit into his mouth, his cheeks puffed up, "I'll go over tonight. I'm afraid my mother won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Okay." Song Yanzhi turned around and took out a takeaway box. "Pack these fruits and take them back to eat. Go pack up and I'll take you there."

Song Xilan watched him carefully pack the fruit, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "What did you just say you were preparing?"

Song Yanzhi suddenly smiled gently and turned to look at her, "You'll know in a few days."

Song Xilan pinched another piece of fruit and threw it into his mouth. "Mysterious."

......

Later, Song Yanzhi thought countless times that if he had not kept the secret at that time and had not insisted on keeping this mysterious surprise, many things might not have happened.

He and Lanlan may never separate.

But there are no ifs in many things.

He also didn't expect that the two people who were originally separated for only a few days would end up being separated for two years.

......

The black Cayenne stopped at the gate of the military compound.

The man in the driver's seat got out of the car and took the suitcase out of the trunk. The girl stood by and looked at him with a smile.

Song Yanzhi pushed the suitcase in front of her and put a packing bag in her hand. "Here are some cut fruits and two boxes of your favorite cakes from the refrigerator."

After that, he instructed, "But it's quite late today, so don't eat it. Go back and put it in the refrigerator and eat it tomorrow."

He explained every detail like an old father, and Song Xilan just nodded with a smile.

"You really don't want me to take you in?" Song Yanzhi touched her bangs.

"No, it's already past twelve o'clock, you can go back." She stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek, "Come pick me up in a few days."

"Of course." Song Yanzhi smiled indulgently, "I've been suffering from insomnia these past few days when you've been away."

Song Xilan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Huh, now you know what I mean, right?"

"You've always been nice." Song Yanzhi patted her curly hair gently, "Come in, I'll see you in before I leave."

"I'm leaving."

Song Xilan pushed the suitcase into the courtyard, looking back every few steps. Song Yanzhi was standing by the car, waving at her with a gentle smile.

We're only apart for a few days, why are you so reluctant to part?

Song Xilan's eyes became hot and she wanted to cry again, but she was afraid that Song Yanzhi would see her, so she could only keep her head down and walk forward.

It was not until he saw the figure pushing the suitcase enter the compound and the lights in a Chinese-style house came on that Song Yanzhi opened the car door, got in, started the car and left.

On the way, he opened his phone and pulled out a dialog box to leave a message for her, "Have the ring ready as soon as possible, and have the venue designed according to my requirements. She likes color, so use more colorful tones."

Putting down his phone, he happily turned on the music in the car. Soft piano music flowed in the car, and his slender fingers tapped the steering wheel lightly to the rhythm of the music.

......

Song Xilan knew that Song Hui would be in great pain when his old illness relapsed, but she didn't expect that this old illness would be more serious than she imagined.

When she returned home and saw Song Hui's medicine boxes and medical records from that period, she realized how incompetent her daughter had been in the past six months.

"Originally, he was fine, but because of Ling Che's incident, your father hasn't been able to get over it for the past year."

Zhu Ying sorted through the medical records, her eyes red. "When you were away, he always told me he felt sorry for Ling Che, Zheng Qing, Yu Wei, Ruyi, and the unborn child... He'd look at all the honors and certificates at home and find it ironic. He worried about them day and night, and his old illness only got worse."

Ultimately, this is still a heart disease.

He couldn't accept the fact that he was the police chief and failed to solve the case in time, which led to the deaths of innocent people around him.

Song Xilan's eyes were red and tears were welling up in her eyes.

Looking at the closed bedroom door, then at the different brands of medicine boxes on the table, her voice choked with sobs, "My dad...has he been relying on these painkillers to sleep every day lately?"

Zhu Ying nodded. "He has severe shoulder pain, and even lifting his arm is difficult. He just had a checkup two days ago, and the results won't be out for another two days."

So she was very confused and couldn't help but call her daughter.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Song Xilan's eyes and nose were red, tears fell, and she sobbed uncontrollably, "I didn't know Dad was in so much pain right now..."

"Your father won't let us tell you." Zhu Ying wiped her tears distressedly, "He said our daughter is so happy now, why should she worry about her."

Hearing this, Song Xilan tightly grasped the medicine box in her hand, lowered her head and covered her mouth with her hands and sobbed.

......

The specialist doctor called three days later.

At this time in the restaurant, a rich meal was placed on the mahogany dining table.

"Oh! Did my daughter make these dishes today?"

Song Hui sat down at the table with a smile on his face. Looking at the food on the table which had obviously improved, he said with a smile, "It looks delicious."

"The last soup is here!" Song Xilan came out of the kitchen with a soup bowl and poured a large bowl with a smile, "Dad, this soup is delicious, you should drink a few more bowls."

"My daughter made this, Dad must drink more!" Song Hui looked at the golden soup in front of him, picked up a spoon and took a sip, and praised it quickly, "It's really good! This is the best soup Dad has ever tasted!"

Song Xilan looked at his left hand hanging under the table. He never raised it to put it on the table. His eyes trembled a few times. He suppressed the sadness in his heart and smiled, "Then I'll serve you more after you finish your drink."

Zhu Ying saw that the soup was indeed well made and asked with a smile, "When did our Lanlan become so good at making soup?"

Song Xilan sat down, pursed her lips and smiled, "Actually, this soup is Song Yanzhi's best. I called him and asked him to teach me how to make it. These dishes are also his specialties."

Ever since the two of them started living together, Song Xilan has never cooked before. Whenever she wants to eat at home, she just needs to order some dishes and Song Yanzhi can perfectly replicate the taste she wants.

Zhu Ying looked at her daughter and smiled gently, "It turns out Yanzhi is so good at cooking. Our Lanlan is in for a treat."

"Yeah, this kid is pretty good." Song Hui looked at Song Xilan with a smile, "Let him come over to our house someday, and dad will have a good chat with him."

"If you bring him home so soon, doesn't that mean my parents will admit that he's about to become your son-in-law?" Song Xilan couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips, and her ears turned slightly red.

"Men should marry when they are old enough, and women should marry when they are old enough. It's time for you to get married too." Song Hui suggested, "If it were you, I would say that our two families should meet some other day to discuss this matter."

Song Xilan listened, lowered her head shyly, but was delighted in her heart.

Just then, a loud telephone ring rang in the living room.