Slag Gong, Your Father Is Here!

45

    "..."

    Hearing that Zhong Xue was crying, Qi Yousui seemed to suddenly wake up from a dream, his eyes became clear in an instant, and he turned his head inch by inch, staring at Zhong Xue with his dark pupils Her eyes were like pools of broken ice, icy cold, for a long time, she even raised the corners of her lips sarcastically:

    "Look, Mom, you still don't believe me."

    The disinfectant in the ward smelled strong and pungent, like It was like a continuous tide sweeping and spreading, piercing people's temples with sudden pain, after Qi Yousui finished speaking, he suddenly took a deep breath, until the uncomfortable cold air was poured into the lungs in multiples, and the blood It was almost frozen, so I gritted my teeth and continued slowly:

    "You are always like this, don't believe me." "

    I am your child, no matter what you become, I will love you, just like no matter how stupid I am, You'll love me too."

    Qi Yousui stretched out his hand, and touched the teardrops under Zhong Xueji's eyes with his warm fingertips. After a long time, he seemed exhausted to the extreme, and didn't want to say a word: "I did so many stupid things on purpose, and I just wanted to prove

    that You just love me."

    "...Of course I love you, you are my child, how could I not love you."

    Zhong Xue choked, staring at Qi Yousui's peaceful face I was so flustered that I didn't know what to say, I just repeated over and over again:

    "Of course I love you..."

    In this world, the closest relationship is blood. People live in this world, always It is habitual to use the coldest gaze to measure interests, to seek money and rights for oneself, but it is always moved by kinship, to give all of oneself for some people and things, and those who are paid will also be in the long-term. Looking back in the years, understand what love is, so that a heart will remain soft and warm at the end of the fact, and will not become too hard.

    "...I won't despise you because you are a mental patient." Qi Yousui was a little tired, lying on the pillow, a little tired and a little dazed, staring at the pale ceiling , moved her lips silently, and murmured like when she was a child:

    "You should have believed in me, mother."

    If you believed him, how could they miss so much time between mother and child?

    Zhong Xuejin looked at Qi Yousui with a dazed and bewildered expression.

    At this point, he finally got his son's true thoughts from Qi Yousui's mouth, but it seemed that it was too late.

    He thought that everything was in time, but in fact, many things in life were too late.

    Time goes by year after year, and the people you meet may not be able to see each other in the next second; if you want to say something, you may never have time to say it when you recover.

    Therefore, if you should confess, you should confess early; if you should love, you should love early.

    For many things, there is no "knowing this before", and there is no "regret".

    Qi Yousui didn't seem to want to talk to Zhong Xuejin any more. He was weak at first, and his spirit was a little weak. The conversation with Zhong Xuejin exhausted his energy, and he fell asleep uncontrollably after a while.

    "......"

    Seeing this, Zhong Xue could only wipe away her tears silently, stood up and covered Qi Yousui with a quilt, and then walked out lightly.