and greeted everyone one by one: "Grandfather, Fourth Uncle, Fourth Aunt.""I can't afford it!" Du Xirui had a sneer at the corner of her mouth."Xiao Fu, where did you come from" asked Old Master Huo."...A crash echoed from within, causing Fu Yan to stop abruptly and fix her gaze on the closed door.

Although Ji Lin's temper isn't very good, he is cheerful and optimistic, and has never engaged in such negative behavior as throwing things.

Ji Qing sighed, her eyes reddened. She saw Fu Yan, and then slightly nodded towards Huo Mingzheng behind Fu Yan.

"Go and see him, but don't expect your words of comfort to get through." Ji Qing said to Fu Yan.

Fu Yan nodded slightly.

Everyone understands comforting words, but in this very moment, who can truly listen to them

She walked to the door, her hand gripping the cold metal doorknob, desperately suppressing the heavy feeling in her heart. She took a deep breath and turned the knob. Sure enough, what met her eyes was utter chaos.

Ji Lin threw everything he could reach to the ground.

The moment the door opened, he still wanted to throw something away, but the instant he saw Fu Yan's face, he tossed whatever was in his hand back.

He turned around, facing away from Fu Yan, standing by the window, breathing heavily. "It's only a few o'clock, you're already here. Did you leave work early"

Fu Yan pressed her hot, burning eyes.

Ji Lin's voice trembled, and he choked slightly.

He doesn't want her to see.

Just like she wouldn't want to let Ji Lin see her cry back when she lost the child.

They are essentially the same kind of people, that's why they get along so well and became best friends.

Fu Yan picked up the pillow that had fallen to her feet and patted it forcefully to cover up the sound of her sniffing. "I held on until the very last second before leaving. I heard that Shen Wei's hand might have a problem, so I came to take a look. Isn't this good I can even smash things."

Ji Lin saw her bending down to pick something up from the reflection in the glass, agitated and angry.

"Don't pick it up, I dropped a cup and there are shards on the ground, don't cut your hand."

Fu Yan placed most of the things back in their places, and finally stood behind Ji Lin, not far away. She watched as Ji Lin's shoulders trembled slightly. She walked over and gently patted his shoulder.

The two stood there in silence, neither speaking another word.

An adult's companionship is often silent. Even if you say a lot, Ji Lin won't hear it. Just be with him and let his heart calm down.

After a while, Fu Yan really couldn't stand the silence from Ji Lin, so she patted his shoulder.

"If you want to cry, cry. I promise I won't laugh at you."

Ji Lin shrugged his shoulders, sobbing and waving his hands. "How can I eat or wield a sword with these useless hands"

Fu Yan said seriously, "It's okay to eat, just no competitions."

The moment was tense. Tears, ready to spill from his eyes, were held back by the pressure in the room. "Xiao Yan'er," he said, "I haven't won an Olympic gold medal yet."

He has won numerous gold medals, in the World Championships, the World Cup, and the Asian Games. In half a year, it will be the Olympics, yet he narrowly missed out on completing his Grand Slam.

"Ding ding!" Fu Yan took something out of her pocket and presented it to Ji Lin like a treasure.

Ji Lin looked at that thing and was stunned.

Fu Yan hung the "gold medal" she bought from a roadside toy store around Ji Lin's neck. "Although it's very clichéd, I still want to say, Ji Lin, you're already great."

Ji Lin let out a snicker, lowered her head to touch the gold medal, and said, "I've never won a gold medal this prestigious before."

He flipped the medal over to take a closer look.

Good child

Ji Lin's face darkened instantly.

"Fu Yan tried to justify herself, "I couldn't find it in such a short time. Just bear with it and pretend you didn't see it if you don't flip the pancake."

Ji Lin lowered her head and smiled.

Seeing the bitterness in his smile, Fu Yan's nose felt sour. She just wanted to make Ji Lin happy, but she knew this was only a temporary fix. Ji Lin's knot of pain probably wouldn't be so easily undone.

Fu Yan came out of the ward.

She thought Huo Mingzheng had left long ago, but he was still standing in the same place.

Wait for her.

And Fu Hanlin probably also heard about Ji Lin's affairs and hurried over.

He and Huo Mingzheng stood on either side of the ward door.y! Didn't you hear me"The nanny immediately snapped out of her daze, startled by her icy stare. She clutched the blanket and pillow and hurriedly said, "Yes."......Fu Hanlin's car was parked downstair...