Little Gu Yelin, who was far away in the Capital, sneezed. Who was plotting against him?
Little Lemon tilted her head when she heard this. "But Brother Niuniu is not just any other boy. He will be my husband when I grow up."
Fu Qinglun's smug smile froze. "…"
At this moment, Little Lemon pulled up her underwear and walked over. She lifted her head to look at her Daddy's tall and handsome figure and tugged on his trousers. "Are you really going to marry another woman?"
Fu Qinglun turned around and squatted down, caressing Little Lemon's head. "Daddy will not marry anyone else. Daddy can only force your Mommy."
"But I feel that it's useless to force her. You will probably only force Mommy away. Girls need to be coaxed, why don't you use sweet nothings to coax Mommy?"
Fu Qinglun shook his head. "Your Mommy is different from other girls. She hasn't received much warmth and love since she was young. In order not to get hurt, she has shut the door to her heart and won't let anyone in. I've done many wrong things in the past and I've unintentionally hurt your Mommy. Your Mommy has even pushed me away from her. If sweet nothings could coax her, I would have done it a long time ago, but it's useless. Your Mommy isn't willing to give me a chance, so I can only cut off all avenues of retreat for me and your Mommy."
With that, Fu Qinglun curved his thin lips. "This is a huge gamble. Daddy is betting that your Mommy still loves Daddy."
Taking a step back, if she did not love him anymore, everything he did would be in vain.
She would leave sooner or later. He could not keep her.
If she still loved him, then he would not allow her to retreat. He wanted a chance.
Little Lemon nodded, looking as though she understood.
Fu Qinglun kissed Little Lemon's cheek.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door. Lin Shiyu's worried voice could be heard from outside. Fu Qinglun had never taken care of his daughter alone. "Little Lemon, are you done?"
"I'm done, Mommy." Little Lemon ran over happily to open the door.
The bathroom door opened and Lin Shiyu lowered her eyes to see Little Lemon. But her expression changed. Little Lemon's nose was bleeding.
"Little Lemon!" Lin Shiyu called out softly.
Little Lemon closed her eyes and fell backwards.
Lin Shiyu stretched out her hand to take it, but Fu Qinglun was faster than her. He had already hugged Little Lemon.
"Hurry to the hospital, I'll call Sikong!"
…
In the hospital.
The red light outside the operating theater lit up. Lin Shiyu froze in the corridor. She stared blankly at the glaring red light on the door of the operating theater. How many times had it been in the past three years? She had always stood in the corridor day after day, watching Little Lemon being wheeled into the operating theater for emergency treatment.
Her hands and feet were cold, so cold that there was no warmth at all.
Wearing a white mask, Sikong quickly walked in. With a loud bang, the door of the operating theater closed in front of him.
Lin Shiyu leaned against the door of the operating theatre. There was a small window on the door, but it was blocked by the curtains and she couldn't see anything.
But she just lay there, trying her best to look inside. Her two little hands clawed at the door until she felt a sharp pain.
"Shi 'shi, let go!" At this moment, she heard a low and magnetic voice. Her little hand was held tightly by a large palm.
Lin Shiyu turned her head and her blank eyes landed on the person who had just arrived. Fu Qinglun's handsome face was gradually reflected in her eyes.
She let go of the door that she was clawing so tightly.
Fu Qinglun held her little hand. Her hand was very cold. Because she was clawing at the door with too much force, her fingers were stiff and there were traces of blood seeping out between her fingers. She had even scratched her own nails.
It was as though there was a large palm squeezing his heart tightly. Every breath he took was painful. This was the first time he had seen Little Lemon like this when her illness was acting up.
Her pretty eyes had lost all color and she had become dazed and numb. She looked like she was going to collapse at any moment, but she still stood there resolutely.
She was guarding Little Lemon.
She was waiting for Little Lemon.
With Mommy around, Little Lemon wouldn't be afraid.
He didn't know how much she had suffered in these three years.
"Fu Qinglun, nothing will happen to Little Lemon, right?" Lin Shiyu looked at him and asked word by word.
Fu Qinglun nodded. "With me around, nothing will happen to her. Don't be afraid."
"But …"
"No buts. I'll bring you in to take a look."
Lin Shiyu's pale eyes lit up. "Can I … enter the operating theater?"
…
The two of them put on sterile clothes and entered the operating theater. Fu Qinglun led Lin Shiyu to the isolation window. Through the window, they could clearly see Little Lemon lying on the operating table and undergoing surgery.
Lin Shiyu's luscious lashes quivered. Her nose was red and her eyes were red. There were tears in her eyes, but they wouldn't flow out.
At this moment, she felt warmth. A handsome and warm body pressed against her from behind, hugging her tightly in his arms.
Fu Qinglun hugged her and kissed her cold face gently. With a voice that only the two of them could hear, he said, "If you want to cry, just cry it out. You'll feel better."
Looking at Little Lemon, Lin Shiyu pursed her red lips. "Little Lemon was sent into an incubator when she was born. The doctors would tell me every day to be mentally prepared, your daughter's life could be in danger at any time. At that time, I would secretly cry every night."
"After that, Little Lemon was sent to me. It was the first time I hugged her. Even though she was small and skinny, she looked at me with her big, round eyes. My tears dripped onto her little face and she was so frightened that she started crying loudly.
"From that day onwards, I didn't dare to cry anymore."
Fu Qinglun frowned and listened quietly. He listened to the mother and daughter's past.
His eyes turned red. He grasped her slender waist and turned her around. He pressed the back of her head and hugged her tightly in his arms.
His soft lips kissed her soft hair forcefully. He murmured hoarsely, "Shi 'shi, you can cry now. I'm here. I'll always be here."
…
Little Lemon was sent to the ICU. She was still unconscious and was in critical condition for 24 hours.
Lin Shiyu stayed by his bedside and fell asleep in the wee hours of the morning.
At this moment, she felt her fingers were cold and itchy. She slowly opened her eyes. Under the dim yellow light, in the quiet ward, Fu Qinglun held her hand. He held an alcohol sponge in his hand and carefully and attentively cleaned her rotten nails today.
She wanted to move, but her entire body was weak. Every time Little Lemon acted up, she would fall ill as well.
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