Perhaps because of the latitude, the rising sun in Scotland shone on his face, and there was a slight burning sensation.

I opened my eyes with difficulty, looked at Xiaoyu who was sleeping well, and got up with a smile. Old Man Qin arranged a room for me, but I would rather be with Xiaoyu, not just to take care of her, but I like being with Xiaoyu.

Like every morning, I put on my clothes and went to see the brain wave instrument beside Xiaoyu's bed. I stared for a while, but it was still a thin and gentle wave line. The miracle did not happen, at least not today.

Xiaoyu is still sleeping sweetly, very peaceful and smiling. I often think that it is a very happy thing to sleep alone in this life without worries or sorrows, and to have a lover around you? As long as you have love in your heart and live, why do you have to wake up?

"Little lazy, good morning?" Little lazy is my new nickname for Xiaoyu. Who made her refuse to get up every day? After the greetings, I kissed her gently on her lips, just like before at my own house.

"Wow! Xiaoyu, you urinated so much last night! Doctor Cowell should be happy again!" I sighed, changed into a new urine bag, and recorded the amount of urine last night as Dr. Cowell asked.

Dr. Cowell is Xiaoyu's daily doctor. He believes that the human brain is as mysterious as the universe and has many unknown connections. For this reason, he insisted that I record many of Xiaoyu's physiological phenomena. I am not an expert, but I also know that Xiaoyu's problem lies in the brain, while physiological phenomena such as eating, drinking, defecation and urination are maintained by the brain stem, and the two have nothing to do. But for Xiaoyu, I still do these boring things without regrets.

Then, I did body exercises for Xiaoyu, bent my arms, bent my legs, rolled my legs, and turned my head exercises, pulled my ears, pinched my nose, and plucked my eyelids. In short, I had to do what I could do every morning. After doing all this, I opened the skylight and opened the window. After feeling the fresh air and sunshine in the house, I went out to practice Aikido.

"Good morning, Cheng!"

"Good morning, Mark!"

Mark was the black man who opened the door for me when he first came to the manor. The gardener of the manor, a Togolese who loves to fart, and he was also my new apprentice. The flexibility of the black race is inherently superior to other races. The young man practiced Aikido more decent than me. Of course, when he started to fight, he was far from my opponent.

My Scottish life is just like this. Time flies, and it has been nine months since Perth bids farewell.

For nine months, I took care of Xiaoyu's life every day, exercising, wiping her body, cutting her hair, cutting her nails, and in my spare time, I would talk to her and tell her all the past events between us. Xiaoyu couldn't talk to me, and couldn't open her eyes to look at me, but it was enough to be with her like this.

I thought this would be a very painful process. The elf-like little rain lost its vitality. I thought I would hold her and cry bitterly, and look at her with her, but nothing, nothing. I was very calm and happy. In this small ward, I was very satisfied with Xiaoyu and lived a warm and peaceful life. Finally I realized that happiness is not like flowers blooming, it is very simple.

The people in the town are very friendly and enthusiastic to me, and I have made many new friends. Needless to say, Old Man Qin, this fickle old guy treats me as a confidant. He thinks that our personalities are very similar and his emotional experiences are also very similar. He tells me the romantic story of his youth and asks me to tell him that we almost talk about anything.

Wang Meixian, Mrs. Qin, Xiaoyu's stepmother, Qin Feng's biological mother, a hardworking and beautiful woman. She cares about Xiaoyu and me very much and visits us every day. She is afraid that I will not get used to the diet made by Aunt Sidler, so she pickles herself, cooks sauerkraut for me, stews pork ribs for me, and makes dumplings for me. If Old Man Qin is like a friend, then she is like a real mother.

She would also talk to me about her life and feelings. I once asked her why she forgave her husband, but she smiled faintly and said one word: Love. She said she loved her husband and she would choose for him. As long as he could be happy, it was that simple.

Love can tolerate everything and tolerate everything!

In Mrs. Qin, I saw Qianhui's shadow. More than a year has passed. I don't know where she is or how she is doing, but I believe that a good person like Qianhui will definitely be very happy.

In addition to Dr. Cowell and gardener Mark, Father Rodrigue and Mr. Pitt, the town, are regular visitors to the estate and are also new friends.

Father Rodrigue is tall and kind, with a white hair, and is a devout Protestant. At his suggestion, I read the Bible for Xiaoyu every day. I am an atheist, but Father Rodrigue said, "Listening to God's voice will awaken the soul." For Xiaoyu, I would rather believe it.

Mr. Pitt is the former wool king of England. The current wool king is his son Little Pete. His family owns a huge factory in Manchester. He is big belly, but he is a real Scottish warrior. When everyone barbecued meat together, he sings ancient Scottish ballads. He once asked me if I knew the glorious history of Scotland. I said I had only watched the American movie "Brave Heart". He scoffed, but still asked me how I felt. I said Sophie Marceau was beautiful, very like a little rain, and I liked it very much. He was immediately angry, and he said it was a Frenchwolf, roaring to tear me to pieces.

While feeling Scotland's simple and passionate enthusiasm, relatives and friends who are far away in my hometown also gave me comfort in family affection. Yaoyao talks to me every day. She cares about Xiaoyu very much and really cares about her. She has helped me tell my parents the truth about taking care of Xiaoyu abroad, convinced them, and solved my worries. She forgave Xiaoyu and me, and also understood us.

Yaoyao took good care of the four old men. My mother missed Qianhui very much, but she was still conquered by Yaoyao. In my mother's eyes, Qianhui is an absolutely good daughter-in-law, but she is a good daughter-in-law. The huge difference in background and cultivation cannot make them truly connected. Yaoyao's difference, background and personality determine that they have a lot in common. Besides, Yaoyao is still a child, younger than my sister. In my mother's eyes, it is better to say that she is a cute little daughter than a daughter-in-law. If it is said that she likes and trusts Qianhui, then for Yaoyao, my mother loves her from the bottom of her heart.

Yaoyao also managed Dongyu’s organization quite vigorously. In a month, our own office building will break ground.

In Hong Kong, the case of Hong Jinlong ended, the whole organization was destroyed, and 20 million was returned, and we did not lose. The business war between Qin and Bi has been fully launched. Qin Feng did use U to tamper with it. Peter was suspected of having a secret business. Although there was insufficient evidence, he lost the status of the 13th member of the ChiNext market. Despite this, Bi's strong strength still made the two companies evenly match.

Not long after, a major tsunami hit the Indian Ocean and Southeast Asia coast, and the entire Asian financial market was severely hit. Most stocks, including Biss Bank, plummeted overnight, while Dongyu and Shunfeng soared due to the continuous operation of disaster relief materials in various places. Coupled with Wu Zheng's series of conspiracy behind him, Peter was disgraced, and everyone on the board of directors of Biss was in danger. Qin Feng took the opportunity to make heavy moves. Now, the acquisition of Biss Hong Kong Branch has come to an end.

Frankly speaking, after learning the truth about Xiaoyu, I no longer hate Peter. He is just a pitiful person who is hysterical by love. He is right. In a sense, we are indeed pity for the same fate. The difference is that I am lucky than him, and I have received Xiaoyu's love. Of course, business wars should continue. Business is concerned with interests and has nothing to do with feelings. It can start with feelings, but cannot end with feelings.

Happy times always pass quickly. In a blink of an eye, another nine months have passed. I have been waiting for Xiaoyu for eighteen months, and Xiaoyu has also been in a coma for eighteen months.

Looking at the withered and bleak autumn in Scotland, I was scared and very scared. According to conventional rules, vegetatives usually wake up within a year, some wake up after a year, and even longer. But after a year and a half, they are often defined by medical definition as never to wake up. Dr. Cowell comforted me and said that Xiaoyu's physiological functions are always strengthening. He insisted that all functions of the human body, including brain functions, should be synchronized. He never believed that Xiaoyu would lose the opportunity to wake up in this state. I did not refute him, but I had heard enough of this. Xiaoyu's illness is in the brain, but he kept studying the physiological functions endlessly, which is simply a veterinary theory. However, even though he was dissatisfied, I still kept recording all the data according to his requirements.

During this period, I kept the phone call with Yaoyao once a day as always. I asked Yaoyao if she was anxious? She said she was anxious, but Xiaoyu had no results. She would never feel at ease with me for the rest of her life, so she would rather wait. I got a lot of comfort from my beloved woman.

The scale of Dongyu institutions has been further expanded, with nine cities listed. Dongyu's new office buildings have been completed and have further developed in terms of industry. Perhaps as a woman, Yaoyao established Dongyu Cosmetics Chain and Dongyu Beauty Chain. The two stores support each other and make a lot of profits. The original two road transport companies have already doubled their vehicles; Dongyu Shipping has developed from inland rivers to the offshore area of ​​the Bohai Bay, with a total of 17 ships of all sizes and sizes, with a total tonnage of 45,000. Of course, most of the ships are still eliminated ships sent by Qin Feng.

In Hong Kong, the business war against Bishi had ended successfully. Bishi Hong Kong branch was divided by Shunfeng and Dongyu. The two companies did not give Bishi a chance to breathe, and immediately entered Japan and joined hands with Mimu Heavy Industry to complete the acquisition of Bishi Tokyo branch. Bishi Bank was shaky, and Peter voluntarily closed the Los Angeles branch and kept one of the Vancouver branches. Just when Qin Feng was ambitious and wanted to complete the final blow in North America, he was profitable by the long-coveted Credit Group fisherman of Lyon. Its North American branch took the lead and acquired Bishi. Qin Feng was so angry that he cursed the Frenchman shameless. In this way, the huge Bishi financial empire was destroyed. As for Peter himself, he didn't know where to end.

December 19th is the anniversary of the first night of Xiaoyu. It was a night of snow falling. I sat in front of Xiaoyu's bed, commemorating alone, and feeling sad alone. It is about to enter 2006 years. I have been waiting for Xiaoyu for almost two years, and the three-year period set by Xiaoyu himself is less than a month left.

I held the note that Xiaoyu left me. "I love you, I will come back, come back to accompany you through the world of three people, I promise. Xiaoyu was on the night of January 17, 2003." I read the last two sentences over and over again, thinking of the lively Xiaoyu in the past, the Xiaoyu that made me fascinated, the happy days when they were together, and the first night that was perfectly exciting and terrified, and I couldn't help but feel sad. I picked up my pen and wrote a poem on the paper:

The silver sweat is a good time, and the pain is ecstasy for three years.

Fortunately, the paper was left untold that day, so I re-approved a section of clouds in Wushan.

After writing, I put the paper in Xiaoyu's close-fitting pocket, held her hand, and kissed her face over and over again: "Xiaoyu, wake up quickly, what you promised me, what you promised, have you not had enough sleep? If you don't wake up, it will expire..."

The light rain is still the same light rain, the light rain that sleeps sweetly.

I sat alone until the middle of the night, feeling sad, sad, and angry. I began to hate this world, this fucking world! This ruthless world! This world with nature, unreasonable, and unsexual!

I tilted my head, saw the Bible beside me, picked it up weakly, and flipped two pages. Listening to God's voice can awaken the human heart! It's all *** lie nonsense! I read it every day, and I have been reading it for almost two years without any effect! God is simply a liar! The huge unevenness in my heart makes me very upset.

I shouted "Liar!" and threw the Bible out of my hand!

"Bang!——Drip!"

I turned around suddenly and smashed the book on the brain wavemeter, but I clearly heard it! I turned to see Xiaoyu again. She was sleeping sweetly without any change. Did I hear it wrong? Or was the instrument broken?

Impossible, absolutely impossible! I heard it right, nor could I hear it wrong! I have been staying for two years, how could I be wrong! My heart kept beating wildly. I moved a chair, sat in front of the display screen, staring at it motionlessly.

It was still the slow wavy line, it was flowing, like any time in two years, without changing. I don't believe it, keep staring at it.

I don’t know how long it took, but it seemed very long, longer than two years, and shorter than two breaths. “Drip!” With the most pleasant sound in the world, I finally saw a huge peak rising and falling quickly.

I've been waiting! I've been waiting for this for two years, and I've finally waited for this!

I can't describe my mood at this moment, it was a feeling of jumping all over my body! Oh my God, my little rain, she is about to wake up, she is coming back, on this special day!

I quickly picked up the Bible, kissed it, and said, "MyGod, forgiveme!"

I turned around and threw myself on the bed, calling out tremblingly: "Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, have you heard it? Xiaoyu, it's me..." Xiaoyu didn't respond, but she still slept sweetly with a smile on her face.

I turned around and looked at the instrument again. It was still the slow wavy line, flowing happily.

It's impossible, I don't believe it! I will never believe it! I can see it clearly and hear it clearly!

I grabbed the alarm clock and sat in front of the display again. I held the alarm clock and stared at it motionlessly, never giving up until I waited!

"drop!"

The first time, fifteen minutes.

"drop!"

The second time, twelve minutes.

"drop!"

The third time, seven minutes.

"drop!"

The fourth time, two minutes.

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Chapter completed!