I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Lu Qidong also agreed, and gave Lu Junhan a dissatisfied look halfway through:

"That's right! Children are fragile now! A little stab wound is enough to kill you. You are dead now. If Lili suffers any sequelae in the future, I see who you will regret it with!"

Lu Junhan glanced at them, expressionless: "You guys are still finished! I didn't listen to the doctor, will she be cured in a few minutes?"

Song Qingwan was still very worried, she looked at the little girl's hand to and fro, looked at it, couldn't hold back, and started muttering again:

"This is the first time Lili has been injured! There was a lot of blood just now. If I hadn't dealt with it quickly, Lili would have been bleeding dry now!"

Lu Junhan: "..."

Lu Anran: "..."

After being "crazy" for more than half an hour, Song Qingwan and Lu Qidong barely calmed down and regained some sense.

In fact, I don't blame them. After all, this is the first time the little girl has been injured, but I really feel bad for them.

"By the way, Xiaowan, I have already contacted Professor Kaman for you. He has a lot of research in this area."

Lu Qidong was nowhere to be seen before. In fact, he just contacted Song Qingwan with the doctor:

"He said that your disease, although the chance of cure is very slim, but if you actively cooperate with the treatment, you can live longer-"

"So it's still going to die, right,"

Song Qingwan interrupted him, her eyes were tired and she sighed, "Brother, you are so smart, you can't understand what I mean, in fact, I don't care about how long I can live, one more day, one less day. , I don't care anymore, I just want to feel more comfortable, before I die..."

After treatment, it is true that you can live a few months or years longer.

But in the months or years of living, there is only the endless pain of being tortured by the treatment equipment, only the pain of staying in the hospital bed and not being able to go anywhere.

"Brother, do you still remember my biggest dream?"

Song Qingwan muttered to herself, staring at the free-flying birds outside the window, her thoughts seemed to drift into the distant past:

"My biggest dream is to carry a drawing board and travel around the world. You let me stay in Haicheng for the rest of my life. I don't want to. How could I be willing to stay in such a small hospital bed until I die."

Lu Qidong turned his head away and closed his eyes.

After that, he said nothing and left the ward in silence.

Song Qingwan met the little girl's ignorant and clean eyes, rubbed her little head with her hands, and smiled extra sadly, "I'm sorry, Lili, Auntie still wants to be selfish for one more time, maybe... the last time. ."

She had only the last regret left.

--accomplish dreams.

Travel around the world with a drawing board on your back.

this afternoon.

Lu Qidong returned to the ward again. He finally chose to compromise and decided to let Song Qingwan go free.

Song Qingwan can go without treatment afterward, she can run around with her drawing board on her back, and she can fully enjoy the last period of her life.

But these few days, she must take care of her body before she can be discharged from the hospital.

Song Qingwan agreed.

After that, Song Qingwan glanced at Lu Qiang, as if she wanted to say something, and hesitated for a while, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Lu Qidong let out a long sigh,

"Speak! What else do you need me to help with, just say it! Although you made this decision, I really want to hit you, and I really want to ignore you, but who made you my sister! I probably owe you in my last life. of!"

Song Qingwan laughed and said, "I know that brother treats me the best!"

Since Lu Qidong came back, Song Qingwan has indeed become more and more like the little princess who was arrogantly indulged by him twenty years ago. This is the most gratifying thing to Lu Qidong.

After a while, Song Qingwan took a deep breath. As if she had finally made a decision, she took a knife and cut open the innermost layer of her wallet, which was sealed early.

A yellowed photo fell out.

This photo can see a bit of history, and the edges and corners are a little rolled up.

But the photos were well preserved and looked brand new, which shows how much Song Qingwan cherished this photo of her baby.

Lu Qidong looked over, there were two people in the photo.

The background is the Duolun Art Cathedral in country m.

The retro old pendulum building stands behind them.

Song Qingwan's beautiful face is painted with three red, blue and green graffiti, her head is tilted, and she is wearing a black dress. She smiles at the camera with an extra bright and flamboyant smile, like the most beautiful and mysterious woman in the Middle Ages.

Behind her, a handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes hugged her, wrapped one hand around her waist, and leaned his head against her shoulder and neck.

He didn't look at the camera, but he was bending his lips and looking at her with a smile. In his clear blue eyes, a lot of deep love seemed to overflow.

A simple photo, but outlines the most intimate relationship between the two.

Lu Qidong remembered that Song Qingwan had indeed told him.

In her third year of going to college abroad, she made a boyfriend from country M who also studied painting.

Not surprisingly, it should be the boy in this photo.

Song Qingwan stared blankly at the handsome and fair-skinned boy in the photo, and stared blankly for a while.

Lu Qidong didn't rush, just waited patiently.

After a long while, Song Qingwan came to her senses, handed the photo to Lu Qidong, rubbed her face, and then muttered:

"When you had an accident, I was in a hurry to return to China. When I returned to China, I didn't say hello to him. Later, I decided to adopt Lu Junhan and Lu An, and then I cut off all contact with M country, including... him. Over the years, he is afraid Hate to hate me!"

After speaking, Song Qingwan paused, and then whispered: "However, before I die, I still really want to see him again..."

Lu Qidong was silent for a while and asked, "Then why don't you go?"

"I can't find it," Song Qingwan paused, "I can't find him anymore. In recent years, I have gone back to the university to have a look, but I couldn't find any information about him. Later I found out that his file is the same as that of him. Mine are the same, they are all fake, and there is no way to find out."

Song Qingwan's eyes were red and she took a deep breath.

"Brother, if you can find out, if he is married, you don't need to tell me, anyway, I still have something in mind. If he doesn't get married and I'm dead, then please tell him for me. I'm sorry. It's been so many years... In fact, in fact, I have always missed him a lot..."

At the end, Song Qingwan was already weeping.

Usually such a strong and cold person, this time, crying like a lost child.

Lu Qidong closed his eyes, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

His car accident changed the lives of many people.

...

On the other side, Lu Junhan took the little girl back to Lu's house.

Not long after, Lu Junhan was busy with his business.

The little girl was left alone, holding the cat, sitting alone in the yard.

And the wall between the Lu family and the Pei family, at some point in time, was repaired a lot higher.

The top is full of glass and thorns. Now let alone people, even cats can't come.

The little girl felt that she was really boring.

If only I could go next door to find brother Xiu Bai to play with!

As if thinking of something, the little girl turned her dark eyes and glanced at the side to make sure that there was no one beside her.

She performed a trick and instantly turned into a fish, jumped into the lake, and swam all the way, and finally swam from Lu's house to Pei's house.

This waterway was told to her by the fish in the lake before.

It is said that they used to run on both sides. Once the Lu family was going to fish here, they would swim to the Pei family to hide.

When the Pei family was about to catch and dry the fish, they hurried to the Lu family to avoid them.

【Ask for a monthly ticket~

Explosion is over! so tired. If there is a typo, or if it is not smooth, please correct me! ! After all, with so many manuscripts written, there will inevitably be some problems! Love you guys! 】