In another high-level VIP ward on the same floor.

Two men over fifty years old.

In the quiet room, they all kept their eyebrows deeply, took off the long-lasting burden on their bodies, and looked at each other.

Slowly---

A deep and vicissitudes of life broke the silence.

Ji Chentian had calmed down at the man lying on the hospital bed, and looked at the man in front of him and said:

"Nanyuan, thirty years have passed in a flash."

The man sitting elegantly on the sofa beside the hospital bed, his eyebrows were curled, and then he raised his head and looked straight at the man talking, sighing a long sigh

After that, it seemed as if the anger that had been evacuated in the heart for so many years, and said lightly:

"Yes, thirty years have passed, and time has passed so quickly.

Chen Tian, ​​for thirty years, we have disappeared from each other, we are all old.”

The solemnity on Ji Chentian's face had already melted away. After the vicissitudes of life, his turbid eyes felt like he was clearing away the clouds.

Even the painful expression dissipated, and he pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, and said slowly:

"We are old, and the children are all grown up. They have all grown up into men who stand tall, as well as you and An Ran's daughter, and have also grown into a woman who is as beautiful as her mother."

As he said that, Ji Chentian's old cheeks had several deep wrinkles pleated, distributed around the corners of his eyes. He smiled so comfortably and relievedly, but more moved.

Ling Nanyuan, who was sitting on the sofa, moved her elegant and long figure, walked to the chair closer to the hospital bed, and sat down.

"Chentian, Yimi is also your daughter, and you and Anran's daughter."

Ling Nanyuan's tone was calm, but it made people feel excited.

"Nanyuan----"

The man lying on the hospital bed suddenly became excited.

“This is what Anron hopes for, and what I hope for.

An Ran said this at the beginning, she hoped that this daughter was the daughter of the three of us.

An Ran doesn’t want to destroy the brotherly friendship between us, but I still ask you to forgive me for this matter. As a brother, I can’t help you keep An Ran. I’m sorry, brother.”

Sorry, it has resolved the grudges of thirty years.

Ji Chentian was even more moved by the excitement.

The trembling hand held Ling Nanyuan's hand, and the brothers who were sympathetic to each other finally made up at this moment.

Ji Chentian's trembling body, his chaotic eyes flashed excitedly, and he said hoarse but unyieldingly:

"Nanyuan, it's me that was wrong. I'm sorry, it's me that I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you and Anran, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for...."

The man's voice was covered with a layer of deep sadness.

"Chentian, let's stop worrying about who is right and who is wrong. No one wants the mistakes of the past to happen. Now, we are all people who step into the coffin with one foot.

It’s time to join in the brotherhood that has been broken for thirty years!

Otherwise, would you really have to wait until you get to the King of Hell before making a decision?!"

Ling Nanyuan, who spoke elegantly and slowly, his voice choked.

"Yes, pick it up, pick it up, brother!"

Suddenly, two moved men hugged excitedly.

Yes, no matter what happened, nothing can be changed.

No one can continue to waste time. Time is very stingy and fair.

Thirty years, thirty years, hatred for thirty years, and hatred for thirty years, it should be a settlement between them.

brother!

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Chapter completed!