Lay Down My Bad Husband

If someone had expected that Tang Jun would be held today, it would only be Li Moyan.

The education and ideas he received from childhood made him the most extreme animal in the world.

When he thinks that he should be good to a person, he will do everything to be good to this person.

However, when he felt that this person had nothing to do with himself, he could be cruel. Even if he watched this person die, he would not move his brow.

For the sake of Lin Ziyi, he can find a man with the same blood type and age as Tang Su among tens of millions of people. Whether he wants to or not, he can dig out his heart and send it to Tang Su.

However, for Tang Jun, who was similar to a stranger, Li Moyan chose to be silent about his choice.

Because when he saw Tang Jun's decision, Li Moyan also saw Tang Jun's pain and suffering.

Perhaps death is not necessarily a relief for Tang Jun.

"Mom, does Dad have a heart? Why use uncle's heart? " The brook looked at Lin Ziyi and asked sadly.

Lin Ziyi opened his eyes and looked down at his son with his arms in his arms. He opened his mouth difficultly, but could not say a word.

At this time, the door of the operating room was pushed open, and a doctor came out from inside.

"Commander in chief, madam, chairman Tang, second young master, he..." The doctor came to everyone and said nothing.

The old man took a deep breath and said heavily, "come on, how's it going?"

The doctor frowned and said again, "the second young master has been in a state of brain death. Even if he keeps a breath, he can only be a vegetable for a lifetime."

It was a car accident that had been planned for a long time. Tang Jun calculated everything, except that his brain was severely impacted, and all the organs in his body were intact.

The old man's body trembled and almost staggered to one side.

Tang dingnian squatted down slowly and held his head tightly in his hands. His body trembled and his tears flowed.

"Let's arrange the operation. Give ah Jun's heart to ah su." After a long silence, the old man said.

"Yes, commander in chief."

The operation was successful and there was no rejection.

Three days later, Tang Su, who had been in a coma for eleven days, finally woke up slowly.

Open an eye, see that piece engrave of pure and beautiful face, Tang Su slightly raised the lip Cape.

Lin Ziyi is also looking at him, lips, blooming the most gorgeous radian.

Two people silently looking at each other, at the moment, four eyes intertwined, better than all the words with sound.

Don't know how long later, Tang Su just moved, to the woods appropriate stretched out his big hand, so gentle and so affectionate slowly open mouth.

He said, "come here."

Standing in the window of the woods should be supporting the waist, like a goose, step by step to walk past.

She came to the edge of the bed and sat down in her chair. She reached over and held Tang Su's warm and dry hands. Then she leaned over and pressed her side face tightly into his palm.

As if holding the rarest treasure in the world, Tang Su's slightly refined thumbs and thumbs glided over Lin Ziyi's delicate cheek again and again, until, in the palm of his hand, there was cool liquid falling.

He looked down at the whirlpool at the top of her hair and said softly, "I have a long dream. Guess what I dream of?"

Lin Ziyi raised his lips, and the tears from the corner of his eyes were shining like diamonds.

"I can't guess, you tell me."

Tang Su laughed, low laughter, the charm of trembling people's heartstrings.

"Our days are still so long. I'll tell you later."

The fourth day after Tang Su wakes up is Tang Jun's funeral.

The Tang family has its own cemetery. After death, everyone in the Tang family will be buried beside their relatives, and Tang Jun is no exception.

None of the people who attended the funeral were outsiders. All of them were from the Tang family.

The outside world only knows that the second young master of the Tang family, who is just 25 years old, had a bright future, but because of a sudden car accident, his car was destroyed and his people died. No one knows what he got with his life.

The priest stood in front of the tombstone, reading a long eulogy. All the people, dressed in black, stood in the hazy drizzle of early autumn, looking at the young boy who died forever on the tombstone, with a heavy look.

Lin Ziyi looks at Tang Jun's smiling face and recalls what he looked like when he first saw him in the capital of Y country.

At that time, he was just like the photo on the tombstone, smiling like a ray of sunshine, especially dazzling.

At that time, he always found all kinds of reasons, standing under her classroom, waiting for her to finish class, and then, in the most warm and simple way, coaxing her happy.

At that time, she was really happy to mix with Tang Jun.Suddenly she raised her lips, and Lin Ziyi laughed. This is the smile she gave to Tang Jun, the smile from the bottom of her heart.

"Ah Jun, I don't hate you." She went to the tombstone, bent over, bowed her head, and kissed the tombstone without temperature, just like kissing Tang Jun, smiling and whispering, "you are so good, how can I hate you?"

"If there is a next life, I'll be your sister! That way, I can love you and take care of you all my life. "

Tang dingnian stood a few steps away from the tombstone, but in a week's time, the white hair on his temples had added a lot.

He is no longer sad, but from the bottom of his heart, for Tang Jun and Tang Su two such sons, feel extremely proud and happy.

Other people's sons can be fraternal for money and profit.

But his son, for the sake of his elder brother, can not even have his life.

So, he is not sad, he should feel very happy.

To have two such excellent sons was a blessing he had just cultivated in the prime of Tang Dynasty.

The octogenarian man stood in the drizzle for a long time, leaning on crutches and standing tall and straight like a pine. He looked at his smiling grandson and did not move.

In fact, he is always eccentric. Tang Su wakes up these days. In order not to let Tang Su be stimulated, he even orders that no one is allowed to reveal half of Tang Jun's story to Tang Su.

"Ziyi, it's not convenient for you. Go back first." The old man looked at Lin Ziyi, who was nearest to the tombstone, and was concerned about the tunnel.

"Yes, Ziyi, go back first. Don't let ASU stay alone for too long." Tang dingnian also said with a smile.

Lin Ziyi turns around slowly, looking at the old man and Tang dingnian behind him, and Li Moyan and Tang SA, "grandfather, Dad, I still want to wait for someone."