Chapter 6 Alternatives
byWhen Xia Lin was taken back to the Xia family, as expected, many people inside and outside the Xia family were alarmed.
As time passed, there was an endless stream of people who came to visit. They had all kinds of thoughts, all kinds of purposes, false feelings or false pretences.
In addition to Zhou Shuo, the only person who can enter Xia Lin's bedroom is Xia Liang, the head of the Xia family.
This morning, Xia Lin swallowed half a bowl of gruel with difficulty, and saw Xia Liang with a stern face, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at him.
The light in the room was still bright, but Xia Lin could no longer see clearly. The tumor was pressing on his optic nerve, making Xia Liang's figure a blurry outline.
"Brother," he stretched out his hand weakly, "don't be angry, okay?"
Xia Liang reluctantly held his hand: "How can the Xia family give birth to such a cool person, we should change our names."
Xia Lin knew that he was angry that he concealed his illness, and said warmly, "I'm not back here."
"Do you think that's all I'm talking about?" Xia Liang said, "From childhood to adulthood, my self-questioning as a big brother has been kind to you. Back then, Dad kicked you out of the house.
I couldn't stop it because I didn't have enough weight in the Xia family. Later, my father died of illness. As soon as I inherited the family business, I wanted to find you back, but you would rather suffer and suffer with Song Yan's bastard than return this. Family. Now that you are so sick, you still want to hide it from me, do you have any heart? "
Xia Lin defended with a smile: "Brother, you can't wrong me like this. If I didn't care, I wouldn't be in a hurry to transfer all the shares to you..."
"Do you think I value the shares in your hands?" Xia Liang raised his voice unconsciously, "If you can live well, I'd rather never have those shares."
"Brother..." Xia Lin shook Xia Liang's hand with a hint of coquettishness.
Xia Liang took a deep breath and changed the subject: "The hospital has already contacted you, and if it is not cured at home, we will go abroad..."
"Brother, I don't want to toss anymore." Xia Lin knew that Xia Liang would definitely not give up, "I knew the risks of the operation early on, and it was because I knew that I just chose to give up. I just want to pass the rest in peace. In the days when I didn’t want to die, I would lie on the cold operating table.”
Xia Liang wanted to persuade him again, but Zhou Shuo walked in and said, "Eldest young master, the young master of the Song family is here."
The young master of the Song family in his mouth naturally refers to Song Yan.
Xia Liang asked Xia Lin, "See you?"
Xia Lin shook his head.
Zhou Shuo said again: "He said that if the second young master does not see him, he will wait outside the door until the second young master lets go."
Xia Lin smiled bitterly. What kind of wind did Song Yan have? He actually used all the rogue methods he used to pursue Yu Luotong earlier. Should he be flattered? "
"Let's meet again." Xia Liang actually became a peacemaker for the first time ever.
Xia Lin did not speak.
Xia Liang got up, winked at Zhou Shuo, and the two walked out the door one after the other.
Song Yan was standing in the hall downstairs, the stubble on his face had not been shaved for a few days, and he looked very decadent.
Xia Liang went downstairs and said to Song Yan, "Go up."
Song Yan was overjoyed and was about to take a step when Xia Liang grabbed him again and said in a low voice, "Xiao Lin has almost no idea of surviving, I allow you to see him in the hope that you can inspire him. Survival instinct, so you better behave satisfactorily."
"I will." Song Yan nodded and strode upstairs.
Xia Lin's vision deteriorated so quickly that when Song Yan pushed the door in, he only saw a faint black outline.
But he knew that it was Song Yan, a figure he was all too familiar with.
"Xia Lin." Song Yan sat down beside the bed and held Xia Lin's hand.
Xia Lin subconsciously retracted his hand.
Only then did Song Yan realize that Xia Lin was still infusion on the back of his hand. He had not seen him in just a few days. He had lost weight and his face was as pale as paper.
Xia Lin didn't speak, his eyes were scattered, as if he was looking at him, but at the same time he didn't seem to be looking at him.
Song Yan was not used to this kind of Xia Lin, for a while he didn't know how to speak, and after a while, he said: "Xia Lin, I know you are angry with me, but
Don't make trouble with your body, Brother Liang said that you would not cooperate with the treatment. I promise you, as long as you are cured, I will take you to Holland, or France, where we can register our marriage and be partners for life, okay? "
Xia Lin's eyes finally focused: "Marriage?"
"Yes," Song Yan said eagerly, "I heard that the Netherlands also allows adoption of children. Do you prefer boys or girls? Why don't we have both, one with your surname and the other with mine."
Xia Lin's eyes gradually turned cold as he looked at him, but his voice was very weak: "Song Yan."
"I'm here." Song Yan leaned down. Get a little closer.
"When you confessed to Yu Luotong ten years ago, you said the same thing.
Song Yan's figure froze suddenly.
There was a hint of mockery in Xia Lin's tone: "Perhaps it's been too long, you don't remember it, but I, who was with you back then, still remembered it clearly."
"Song Yan, in your heart, I will always be Yu Luotong's substitute, right?"
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