Liao Xuebing was like a pious priest who preached in a church, with a sacred, upright, selfless, dedicated, and tenacious face, saying, "I saw Li Zhou and wanted to help him, but I can't, because Li Xinghua suffered from cancer, and no technology can save the life of this poor girl today. But looking at an innocent and lively life disappearing in front of you, how uncomfortable it is, you can't understand it at all." If Lao Liao was nailed to the cross at this time, he might be able to establish a religion immediately.

Su Delun said hypocritically: "I can tell you, please continue." Eighty or ninety percent believed his nonsense.

So the fraudster continued to speak Hu Chai: "Li Zhou said again: 'It's over here, I have no hope. I just hope that Xinghua can live an ordinary girl's life while he is still alive and have the same experience as them. I originally opposed her early love, but it seems that she must not live to be twenty years old, but she doesn't even know whether the love is bitter or sweet. Alas, it's really sad to think about it. Happy families are always similar, but unfortunate families are different.'"

Li Qingyuan said tentatively: "I know a famous quack doctor, oh. No, Chinese medicine doctor, he is very knowledgeable about cancer. If it is convenient, with my pretext, I can ask that Chinese medicine doctor to help with diagnosis and treatment."

Liao Xuebing smiled indifferently: "I have invited James, the most successful cancer expert in the United States, and he is helpless. Mr. Li listened to me and finished speaking. At that time, I shook my head and sighed, deeply saddened by the father and daughter. Li Zhou suddenly grabbed my hand and said, hoping that I could achieve his wish. Even for his lonely daughter, what else can I do in this situation? Besides, I am compassionate, of course I agree."

Su Delun and the other two nodded one after another, saying that Lao Liao was caring.

Lao Liao said again: "I thought he wanted to borrow money and just take it. Anyway, he just paid his salary in the first month, and if he borrowed it from his friends, he could at least raise more than 100,000 or 200,000 yuan. He didn't expect that his company was still alive and he was not short of that little money. Instead, he asked me to pursue Li Xinghua, let his daughter feel the true nature of love and life, and fully enjoy the last little warmth in life."

"Oh!" Su Delun had guessed, but he couldn't help but sigh.

"Li Zhou burst into tears. He said sincerely: 'Xiao Liao, although this request makes you embarrassed, you understand the mood of an old father for his children. Xinghua is only eighteen years old and has two years of good life... I really don't know what to do...' I was very moved by choking and losing my voice, but it was easy to say. It was difficult to do. I was in a romantic relationship with Bingyun. How could I be sorry for her? But such words made a girl die in depression, which was not what I wanted to see." The fraudster was full of emotions, and his expression, movement and tone were very coordinated. It was a hundred times more realistic than when he was acting in "Fengqiao".

The two old men were not heartless, and were both moved.

"Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness cannot be achieved with both loyalty. I betrayed Bingyun if I promised him. I saw that life in a flower season disappears with the wind, and it is for injustice. How would someone else choose? Alas, I don't know how difficult it is for me. I said at that time that there are so many boys in school who don't look for them, why do I look for someone who is older and old-fashioned by nature? Li Zhou said that looking for a land is like me who is tolerant, mature, steady, and responsible. Only by making Xinghua's last journey complete, how could that kind of boy understand the truth of true love?" Lao Liao calmly put gilds on his face.

Before he knew it, a pot of tea had been brewed. Su Delun took the cigarette, lit it for the other party, raised his neck and asked, "What about it later?"

"Haha, he said so, how can I bear it?" Liao Xuebing deliberately told the story from a bystander perspective, but it made the audience feel the context even more sad. "There is no way. I think Bingyun is reasonable and will not blame me after knowing the truth. So I tried every means to let Li Xinghua feel the taste of love. Unfortunately, this was a bad thing after all, and I dare not tell Bingyun. Everything was done secretly, but when I thought of the girl smiling happily, I felt that doing these things was worth it. Even so, I still had a few conflicts with Bingyun. I felt ashamed of her."

With a "da" sound, a drop of tears slid across his face, dripping to the ground, splashing several crystal points. Su Bingyun stood behind Liao Xuebing, covering his mouth and crying silently.

Lao Liao quickly pretended to be at a loss and said in panic: "Ah, Bingyun, why are you not in the kitchen? You, have you heard it?" In fact, he had known that Su Bingyun eavesdropped for a long time. Otherwise, the words of Su Delun alone would not have performed so hard. In order to make up for Li Qingyuan's mistake in his tongue, he had to make up for the lies.

Su Bingyun put his shoulder on his shoulder and said sadly: "Li Xinghua still has such a miserable life experience. Liao Xuebing, why didn't you confess to me earlier? You know I'm not a jealous woman. In order to achieve her wish, I will do it. If I can't do it, I'll wait for you for two years."

Lao Liao felt a little guilty about using his lover's kindness to find excuses to do bad things, but he was already in a dilemma. He said with a tough bullet and said, "Bingyun, I knew you would understand me."

Su Delun didn't know what to say, and his thoughts were wandering for a long time. Finally, he waved his hand and said, "Do your young people's affairs by yourself! I'm old and can't control it." He thought to himself, "Even if Li Xinghua died for two years, Xiao Liao will still be my son-in-law. If he asked him to help appreciate some treasures, he still couldn't escape. Even today, 200,000 will turn into one million. Where can I find it?"

Lao Liao was walking on thin ice and was thrillingly overcoming the difficulties. He was already sweating and was more exhausted than talking to the scholars in class. He was slumped on the chair and was unwilling to move. However, in the future, he could play with Li Xinghua in front of Su Bingyun's ground. Everything was worth it.

Su Bingyun's mother Deng Ruiqi prepared a whole table of delicious dishes. At this time, Lao Liao immediately became very conscientious and took the initiative to clean up and organize it. However, he was just a little bit of a gesture. In the end, Su Bingyun forced him to press him onto the chair.

He chewed slowly during meals, and his movements were gentle and appropriate. He was more gentle and particular than the gentlemen in the 17th century. Li Qingyuan often praised Xiao Liao for his future. He was talented and learned. He praised his positive impact on current education in class that day, and praised his profound attainments in calligraphy theory that are comparable to those of him. Looking down at Zhang Huaiguan, all these things. Su Delun and his wife exchanged their eyes and saw that each other was happy.

It was getting late, and after drinking and eating, Liao Xuebing left and went out. Su Delun repeatedly reminded him to come and visit him more.

Walking on the hazy moonlight, the cold weather had already faded for a while, and the air was slightly warm and southeastern wind was floating. Several courtyards were covered with thick red firecrackers and fragments of paper, full of joy. There were children wearing big red cotton wool on the street chasing each other, and there were guests on the way to greet New Year's greetings.

Su Bingyun followed Lao Liao, pinched the tender flesh on his waist, and said, "Do you really distrust me?"

"Why don't I trust you?" Liao Xuebing was very surprised.

"Li Xinghua is suffering from a terminal illness. Why didn't you tell me earlier? It made me feel sad and sad for several days when I saw you together."

Liao Xuebing smiled dryly and said, "Actually, I'm afraid this incident will destroy our relationship. You know, I'm a very pure man and I can't tolerate love being defiled at all. But I can't watch Li Xinghua...ah."

Su Bingyun leaned on his shoulder and said softly: "Only by doing this is how you are a real man and a hero. I already know the truth. Don't care, don't worry about chasing her. She is a good girl. I, I can wait for you for two years."

Liao Xuebing wanted to slap himself, and maybe from this lie that he would be a place where he could die without a burial. As long as Su Bingyun happened to learn the truth from Li Xinghua, he would not know how ugly he died. If he could choose in his next life, it would be better not to step on two boats.

He hugged the jade man in his arms with his back hand and quickly thought of a seamless reason: "Bingyun, Li Xinghua is a strong girl. Although she is already terminally ill, she does not want others to look at her with strange eyes, so you must not mention this matter in front of her, and the same is true for her father, and don't talk to others."

Su Bingyun nodded: "I won't say anything. I will do my best to learn from now on and teach her well."

At this moment, Lao Liaodi was shouting to the sky: "God, you can just thunder and kill me, something worse than a beast, and deceive the girl with such a kind heart. Am I still a human?" He quietly put his hand on Su Bingyun's chest and thought, "After all, I am a gentle beast."

Su Bingyun's face turned red, he moved his hand away, pointed to the balcony upstairs and said, "Don't do this, I'm afraid my dad is watching. By the way, you performed really well today, and he praised you."

"Come on, reward one." My father-in-law praised me for helping him earn 800,000 out of thin air.

Su Bingyun kissed him in the face: "Okay, I'm going to visit relatives tomorrow, and I'll accompany you after the holiday, okay?"

"Okay." Lao Liao pretended to be disappointed, but was thinking about whether he should throw off his eroticism when he woke up tomorrow morning and decided to date Biting, Bei Xiaodan or Li Xinghua. The trend of personality splitting became more and more obvious in him. He was still blaming himself for a moment, and the next moment he had already begun to yearn for a life of embracing left and right.

"Dingling..." The phone call came, Lao Liao apologized and walked to the side to answer.

The principal jumped on the phone and cursed: "Xiao Liao! I have been looking for you for half a winter vacation. Are you a little bit moral and kind? If you don't have any responsibility, don't say that you are a love saint! It's a big trouble for me to see no one on the other for a few days? Mrs. Smith's incident is about to turn into history in the British Museum!" The loud noise of the roar almost pierced his eardrum, trembling with the electromagnetic chip on the phone's earpiece.

Liao Xuebing smiled awkwardly: "Dear Principal, don't be excited, don't be excited, I have something to do these days. What's wrong with you?"
Chapter completed!