Before you know it, more than a month after the shooting, Chicago in February is still cold but has the breath of spring, and the warm noon sun is pouring into the intensive care unit.

"Until you lose your lover and you still take it for granted, then everything you once had will no longer exist, but you are still a boy who doesn't understand anything......"

Mariah Carey hummed the last few lines of If I Were a Boy and looked down at her little ex-husband's face up close, "Alas! She sighed in disappointment and tucked her hand back into the covers.

She didn't come often, but when she arrived, she would try to stay as long as she could, follow the doctor's instructions, talk to the comatose man about the past, sing songs that were memorable to him and herself, and so on, although the doctor always said that she was getting better, but unfortunately she didn't feel it.

"What are they doing?"

She saw that outside the glass wall of the ward, an old woman was arguing with Goodman and Hamlin, very fiercely, the old woman looked hideous, her original elegance was gone, but she couldn't hear what was being said.

"I don't know, for the sake of business, that old woman is a member of APLUS's fantasy lawyer team, called Diane."

The female assistant put the things she bought on the bedside table, Hong Kong-style milk tea, pineapple buns, and egg tarts, all of which were the signs of a Chinese restaurant in Old Chinatown, and the two had visited several times before.

"Hmm!"

She was hungry, took a big bite of the sweet pineapple bun, and nodded repeatedly, "It's delicious." "While chewing, he made a pig hum of enjoyment, and then bit the milk tea straw and took a few sips, this is not good, not strong enough.

"Give it to me." She pointed to the female assistant's bag.

"It's only ...... noon"

"Huh?" She raised her eyebrows and glared at the female assistant.

The female assistant reluctantly took out a portable bottle of wine from her bag.

She unscrewed the cap, poured a small half bottle of milk tea into it, and took another sip before smashing her mouth to be satisfied.

Song Ya's eyebrows were twisted extremely slightly, and her index finger jumped in the quilt, and her ex-wife, who was focused on eating and drinking, didn't notice it.

'Bang! ’

Diane Lockhard suddenly pushed the door in, walked straight to the bed, leaned over and stared at the man's face up close.

Mariah Carey was taken aback, and said in her heart that her little ex-husband wouldn't even eat such an old woman, right?

"Don't do that, Diane, I'm going to call security." Goodman said in a victorious manner at the door.

Diane didn't say a word, and took away the hand that was propped up on the back of Song Ya's hand, "You'll regret it." He said a word to Goodman and strode away.

"Miss Kelly, it's almost time." Goodman reminds before closing.

"Oh, right away!"

She finished dealing with the pineapple bun and egg tart, and picked up the milk tea, "Mike, clean up." "Rush to old Macby and go out after the endgame, "Huh? Mr. Estéphine? ”

In the hallway, he met the boss of the Latin gang of Sony Columbia Records, followed by a Latin woman, not his wife Gloria, "Shakira? Is that right? ”

She recognized the other party, who sang Spanish songs, and had no competition with herself, but ...... She subconsciously looked at the other party vigilantly.

"Hello, Miss Kelly." Shakira is much shorter than her, and she is a little lacking in aura for condescending to look at her DIVA.

Forget it, it's all ex-husbands, "Hmph! Mariah Carey rolled her eyes at Estéphine and passed by the two.

"He has two more companies to go public this year, the American music website and 3DFX."

Estéphine entered the door with a happy look on his face, looked at Song Ya a few times, and asked Shakira, "Finally confirmed, you didn't date anyone other than him at the end of last year, right?" ”

"Nope! How many times do you want me to answer!? I've always lived in Highland Park. Shakira touched Song Ya's forehead sadly and sat down on the edge of the bed, "You...... What are you doing? ”

She saw Estéphen look back at Old Mike, who was cleaning breadcrumbs and wrapping paper, and then suddenly reached out and pulled a few strands of Song Ya's hair down, "I heard that the latest paternity test technology can be done with hair." The two of them spoke in Spanish the whole time, knowing that the old man did not understand.

"Him! His eyes moved! Shakira noticed that Song Ya's eyelids were fluttering, and she jumped up and screamed excitedly.

"The doctor said it was normal." Old Michael sighed, he was getting used to it.

"Oh." Shakira sat back down disappointed.

"APLUS HAS ONE CHILD WITH MARIA CAREY AND TWO WITH SHERYLEN, AND LITTLE JON FROM SHERYLENE MAY BE HIS ILLEGITIMATE CHILD WITH THE OTHER WOMEN...... Otherwise, it doesn't make sense if the time is not right! ”

Estéphen put Song Ya's hair into his wallet and analyzed it in Spanish like a machine gun: "Now the media thinks that after the two companies go public, his net worth is likely to break through a billion dollars, a billion!" Rice knife! It's unbelievable! I'll have to figure out how he arranged the will, and it stands to reason that he would be very generous to the children......"

"Hey! Don't tell me these dirty calculations, okay? It was just an accident......

Shakira touched her stomach.

"Okay, okay, don't say, I don't say. But he definitely can't sing the World Cup theme song, the song We Are One he wrote, you remember all the lyrics, right? Estéphen changed the subject.

"Well, we've practiced together." Shakira nodded, reminiscing about the sweet past between the two.

"Now that's the case, I talked to Linda, who managed his unreleased song, and Linda wouldn't license that song to us, but it didn't matter. We can use this song to impress FIFA first, I will find a popular Latin actor to replace his singing segment, force the English and Spanish versions with you, and then slowly fight a lawsuit with A+ Records afterwards...... Linda can't inherit all his influence, the time is right, you will stand on the World Cup stage in 98 after giving birth, and your status in the Latin region will be completely established! ”

"Of course, the premise is that APLUS can't wake up, or can't wake up in time," Estéphine said. ”

"He'll wake up!" Shakira retorted categorically.

"Of course, of course, I mean extreme cases, in short, life goes on, and you have to think about your own future." Estéphine said.

"I said ......"

Old Mike came back from cleaning up and spoke, "The reason I allowed you to come here is to try all that can wake him up, and if you come in and only want to talk in a language he doesn't understand, then I'm going to ask you out." ”

"I'm sorry, Mike." Estéphine apologized and went out, "You can talk to him more about the past." ”

"Remember the first time we met? APLUS……”

Shakira switched to English, tears streaming down her face as she spoke.

Towards the end of her visitation time, Xue Linfen led little Robb to the outside of the hospital room, and through the glass, she saw the Latin girl holding Song Ya's hand and pressing it to her stomach.

This scene made her eyes cold.

“Mam！ Hurt! Robb's hand was squeezed by her.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry baby, Mommy won't let you get hurt, I swear......" She squatted down with her big belly and apologized to her son.

Time passed slowly but surely, and spring finally arrived in Chicago.

Amy, Mira, Hallie, brothers, men and women came and went, singing, talking, telling jokes, gossiping, crying, laughing, laughing, and laughing in the ward, all the methods that could be tried were tried, and Song Ya's physical reaction was indeed slowly improving, but she still hadn't woken up.

One day, the nurses did a complete set of cleaning work and rehabilitation training as usual, slowly flattened the standing bed, and then left silently.

"Please come in."

Old Mac also lost more and more confidence, and out of the psychology of rushing to the doctor for a sudden illness, the range of people who were allowed to visit him became wider and wider, and this time several black people were put in.

"Poof!"

Quincy Jones almost laughed out loud when he came in the door and saw little Nger lying on the bed, he covered his mouth and coughed twice to cover up.

"Daddy!" Rashida glared at him in disgust and sat down in front of the bed.

"He's always been like this?" Will Smith, the current black star, asked.

"I heard that it was, I warned him a long time ago, but if you don't listen, look, it will be fulfilled, right?"

Quincy Jones rolled her eyes at her baby daughter who was starting to snap and burst into tears, "This is the last time I'll come to see it, I warn you!" What is there to miss about this kind of man, the most important thing for you now is to go back to Harvard to finish your studies, and then go to law school, just like that Michelle husband, he is already a senator in the Illinois State Assembly! The whole family is your most promising, don't let me down! ”

"Hey! I'm here! Geezer! ”

Sister Kidada protested.

"Forget it."

"Old bastard!"

"Hey...... By the way, Will, your new record is about ......" Quincy Jones turned to talk to his protégé Will Smith about business.

Old Michael watched coldly, and found that none of them except Rashida had come to visit the patients sincerely, "Please go out and talk about irrelevant matters." He warned.

“OK，OK。” Quincy Jones raised her hand in surrender.

"Let's go out first."

Jada Pinket, who is planning to marry Will Smith this year, pulls her fiancé outside, "Are you going to say yes to that old guy?" She whispered, "Frankly, I've put up with him for a long time." ”

Jada Pinkett is a classmate of 2PAC, and has had a relationship with 2PAC, and is a well-known black actress, who is much higher and more shrewd than 2PAC's last official girlfriend, Kidda Jones.

"Quincy is too greedy."

Will Smith nodded in agreement, "I won't renew his contract with the singer who took advantage of the fire this year, it's a big deal to turn against him like MJ and APLUS." It's just that...... In the future, I have to be prepared to be scolded and ungrateful by him on various occasions, after all, he was the one who made me popular back then. ”

"Anyway, your career is focused on Hollywood now, what are you afraid of." Jada Pinkett egged.

"Hey! Will! Quincy Jones, who was still in the dark, followed along.

The two had no choice but to squeeze out a smile and continue to deal with hypocrisy.

"What are you doing!?" Rashida, who was in the ward, was startled when she saw her sister put her hand under the covers.

"What!? I see if the scale is the same as the legend outside. ”

Kidada grinned and continued to grope around, "Ah!? Suddenly, he snorted with a complicated meaning, "There is a reaction?" Wow...... Wow! Wow wow! ”

"I can't stand you, let's go!"

Rashida glanced at Old Mike, embarrassed to stay any longer.

"Bye-bye, APLUS." Kidada clapped his hands, raised his middle finger and flicked it on Song Ya's head, "Don't pull me!" "I was dragged away by my sister.

"Alas!"

Old Michael looked at the departing backs of this group of people, sighed, took out a book and sat down in front of the hospital bed, "You are the most beautiful person except Snow White, but Snow White, who lives in a neighboring country, is ten thousand times more beautiful than you......"

"Okay, that's all for the constitution, I'll read you the maritime law tomorrow, APLUS, goodbye."

A few days later, Jimmy put away the reference book and went out and shook his head at Old Mike.

"Our turn? Come on, come here. ”

When Song Asheng saw him come out, he called a strange Chinese in a yellow gossip robe to get up and walk to the door.

"This won't work." Old Mike blocked it, pointing at the short sword in the man's hand.

"It's okay, wooden Mike, wooden one." Song Asheng gestured, "Look, you can't hurt people, aren't you worried about me?" ”

Old Michael sighed and sideways the two of them in.

Ten minutes later, the fire alarm in the ward suddenly rang loudly.

"How can it!? How could it!? ”

Song Asheng panicked and escaped with the Chinese who had a fiery talisman paper stuck in his sword.

“SHXT！” Old Mike rushed in and saw that the automatic fire extinguishing sprinkler had drenched Song Ya on the bed into a soup chicken.