The sun is like blood.

The assistant knocked on the door and found Gu Tianqing standing in front of the French window of the office. The golden afterglow covered his whole body with a layer of golden light. It was dazzling and could not be looked directly at.

Time has treated him so well.

He is already a parent, but what time has left on him is not wrinkles or frost, but more steady wisdom and unfathomable courage.

No matter how many years have passed, he always seems to be the man standing on the altar, looking up, worshipping and never falling down.

"Anything else?" Gu Tianqing turns to ask the assistant.

Assistant a Leng, immediately shook his head, and immediately nodded: "Mr. Gu, it's time for the meeting. Are you in the past now?"

"You go first. I'll come later."

"Good."

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hospitals. The bad smell of disinfectant was running through the air.

Fu ran, who was lying in bed, was still in a nightmare. She felt abandoned in a graveyard. Looking up, she could see one small hill after another. She could not see five fingers around her. Only her breath was clear, but there seemed to be thousands of evil spirits chasing her.

She ran as hard as she could, trying to run to the light, but her shoulder was caught, and her foot was suddenly tripped by others. So she fell to the ground. She was in a panic and wanted to get up. She struggled like a dead fish, but it was more and more difficult to breathe. She looked back in fear, and was immediately scared by the miserable face behind her Flying spirit powder.

"Ranran, Ranran, wake up." Shen Huan keeps close to Fu ran and finds that she finally reacts. However, it is a cold sweat that spreads from her head and her body is struggling. She knows that she is having a terrible nightmare, so she keeps calling to wake her up.

"Ah - Ghost, ghost -" Fu ran suddenly sat up from the bed, waving cold sweat and gasping in the air.

Shen Huan and Mu Shenrong were scared by her shrill scream. Shen Huan immediately hugged her body and patted her back: "it's OK, Ran Ran Ran, it's OK. Mom is here. Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid."

The remaining temperature of the sunset sprinkles on Fu Ran's thin body. The familiar call and familiar body temperature make her gradually recover from the bone chilling: "Ma..." The voice of her mouth was hoarse, and she was strange to herself.

"Yes, mom is here. You wake up and you're OK. That's great. You scared mom to death. Do you know, if something happens to you, how can mom live?" Fu ran, who was surrounded by Shen Huan, was almost out of breath.

Fu ran coughed gently. At this time, a cup of warm boiled water with a straw in it was placed in front of her: "first drink water to moisten your throat, so that you will be more comfortable."

"Mu Shenrong..." The scene before the coma can be clearly seen. Up to now, Fu Ran is still in deep fear, but she has not forgotten who finally rescued her and told her again and again that I am here, OK, I am here, ok

Seeing each other again, Fu ran felt as if she were separated from the world. She couldn't help but blush. She was really afraid that she would never see them in her life, and it was so real to embrace them now.

"Mother -" Fu ran hugged Shen Huan and wept. The joy of the rest of his life filled Fu Ran's heart.

Shen Huan also broke into tears and wept with joy. After a while, she realized her gaffe, and Mu Shenrong was still standing beside her in silence, as if she had something to say to Fu ran. So Shen Huan took the initiative to release Fu ran and said to her, "you talk, I'll go out and wash my face."

Without waiting for what they said, Shen Huan left the ward.

Mu Shenrong took the door and went back to Fu Ran's bed and asked her, "do you want to drink water?"

Fu ran nodded, and he carefully put the straw on her lips. A glass of water soon came to the bottom. Fu ran shook his head: "enough."

Mu Shenrong put the water cup aside and looked at each other in silence.

Fu ran felt a little embarrassed and wanted to say something. But at this time, Mu Shenrong suddenly bent down and held her in his arms. This force was much greater than Shen Huan. It was almost as if he wanted to embed her into his body.

"Cough, cough." Fu ran felt a slight pain and reminded him, "you hold me too tight, I can't breathe."

"You can't breathe. I can't breathe yet." Mu Shenrong suddenly said out loud.

Fu ran was stunned. He was at a loss. Mu Shenrong still yelled: "who told you to go out to buy a snack at night? Would you not call me if you wanted to eat something? Who told you to go out alone at night? Should you call me before you go out? Why didn't you do anything, just go out alone?"

For so many years since the reunion of the University, Mu Shenrong always looks calm and self-sustaining and impeccable in front of outsiders. In front of her, she is a glib and careless one. Fu Ran has never met with such fierce words and expressions. Therefore, for a moment, she is confused. But when she sees that Mu Shenrong's eyes are red, she uses herself Fu ran knew that this time, he was scared, and her tears fell down: "I'm not OK now, OK, it's all over."Clearly she is the one who needs it, but now she has to turn back to comfort him. What a natural reason. But this kind of care and care from the bottom of his heart made Fu ran have great satisfaction.

Only through life and death can we know what is the most precious thing in life.

She's still alive when she dies, but

"Hou Jun is dead, isn't he?" At the last glance before the coma, Hou Jun's appearance of not closing his eyes in death is still deeply engraved in Fu Ran's brain. As long as she thinks about it, she will feel cold and shiver.

Mu Shenrong held her face and forced her to look at her eyes: "now what do you care about others? You should look at me. It is I who saved you. In your heart, only I know if I know."

The restlessness and dark cloud that had just accumulated in Fu Ran's heart suddenly disappeared. Looking at his child's appearance who was clamoring for sugar, Fu ran suddenly approached him and kissed the corner of his lip.

Mu Shenrong is stunned and immediately turns the passive into the active and hugs Fu ran in his arms and kisses him deeply.

Zhao Ting stood at the door with flowers in his arms. He was about to push the door in. Seeing this scene, his raised hand immediately fell down and looked at the two people who were inseparable from each other. For some reason, his heart was filled with bitterness at this moment. Seeing the man holding Fu ran more and more unhappy.