Ruan Tianling also couldn't sleep, staring out the window with his deep eyes.
That night, they curled up together. There was no love, no sex, but they had a warm feeling.
Ruan Anguo had been in the hospital for three days before he was transferred home to rest.
Early in the morning, the whole family went to the hospital to fetch him home.
A long, black Lincoln slowly pulled into the private drive, stopping at the front door of the old house.
Jian Yufei and Ruan's mother helped the old man out of the car, with Ruan's father and Ruan Tianling following behind.
As they entered the living room, Ruan Anguo was sitting on the sofa and said to them, "Everyone, sit down. We're all here today and there's something I want to discuss."
Jian Yufei's heart jumped slightly, and Ruan Tianling's eyes flickered as he pressed his thin lips together.
"Dad, what do you want to talk about?" Ruan's mother asked with a smile.
