At this moment, the ward was so quiet that there was no sound at all. Leng Feijing and others didn't know what happened, but they felt something was wrong in the atmosphere.
No one understood why Lai Qijun would say the words "I am Lai Qijun" smoothly. Only An Yi understood. Only she understood.
Suddenly, the man on the hospital bed suddenly turned over. Bertha stood up in surprise and went to help him, but he pushed his hand away. He also pulled out the intravenous needle on the back of his hand, and Wen Rennuan had already stepped up.
, frowned and asked: "Brother, where are you going now?"
Jiang Jinyuan was also worried, but she also knew that she couldn't get in the middle of the conversation in this situation. She subconsciously turned back and looked at An Yi. An Yi walked to Lai Qijun's bedside and reached out to hold his hand.
He did not persuade, but said: "I will go with you."
This sentence shocked everyone. Only Lai Qijun was slightly startled, and then his frown slightly relaxed. He thought that he did not love the wrong person, and she understood him without him having to say anything.
"Master, where are you going?" Bertha asked him anxiously.
Lai Qijun said nothing, and An Yi naturally understood that he didn't want too many people to know about his life experience. It was not a matter of face, but... maybe in Lai Qijun's heart, An Chengyong was not worthy of being a father at all.
When he reached the door, An Yi turned around and stopped the people who were about to follow him out, and whispered: "You don't have to go. Don't worry, the police have already gone. We will be safe."
Leng Feijing moved his lips and wanted to say something else, but seeing An Yi's firm look, he finally swallowed it. Although Wen Rennuan and Jiang Jinyuan were worried, after hearing what An Yi said, they could only let her go.
When An Yi went out, she saw that Lai Qijun had already gotten into his car. The car was parked outside An Chengyong's abandoned house. Later, the police helped to drive it. An Yi hurriedly got into the passenger cab without saying anything.
, the two of them drove straight forward without saying anything.
An Yi pointed to the route where his adoptive mother was buried and told him that Lai Qijun drove the car very fast but never said a word.
After his mother left them, he had never seen her. He didn't even know that she was no longer alive, let alone where she was buried. Today was the first time he went to his mother's cemetery.
Haha - he smiled coldly in his heart, this fact is actually his life experience? His respected father became a rapist, his mother who abandoned her husband and her son became a victim, and his biggest enemy turned out to be...
Became a biological father!
Lai Qijun didn't know if this was his own dream. Maybe when he woke up, nothing was real.
…………
Snow began to fall in the sky again. In the solemn forest, in front of a lonely grave, An Chengyong stood upright. After escaping from the house, he had been standing here without moving. His
He stared intently at the tombstone in front of him, which clearly read "Tomb of Beloved Wife Qiu Hui", which he had erected for her with his own hands.
"Why……"
It took a long time before An Chengyong murmured and asked.
All this was a nightmare for Lai Qijun, but it was a big blow to An Chengyong. The thought of revenge that had been supporting him to survive was suddenly extinguished. How could he let go?
The enemy's son became his own son. An Chengyong shouted loudly, he didn't understand why God was so unfair!
There were soft footsteps in the woods behind him. An Chengyong didn't look back or move. What should come will always come. He suddenly wanted to laugh. It seemed that his so-called son understood him and actually knew him.
Know he's here!
Counting the time, the police should be here too, right?
Escape?
He asked himself in his mind, but his steps still didn't move even half a step. Ever since he knew that Lai Qijun was his son, the faith that had been supporting An Chengyong to live was gone, and he didn't know where else he could escape.
go.
The footsteps became more and more rapid, and then there was a shadow pressing down on his back. An Chengyong felt his body's center of gravity press forward, his wrist was grabbed from behind, and he was handcuffed with a "click" sound.
"Be honest!" the policeman escorting him said in a deep voice.
Not far behind, Lai Qijun and An Yi had arrived. They just watched from a distance and did not come forward. An Yi had tears in her eyes unconsciously. Although that man had done many evil things, he was still his adoptive father. Even
Now, she knows that it's not that he doesn't love her adoptive mother, on the contrary, the two of them love each other deeply. When the end comes, An Chengyong chooses to return to Qiu Hui's grave, doesn't it mean everything?
?
The police escorted An Chengyong away. An Yi quietly raised his eyes and looked at Lai Qijun beside him. He was still looking straight at the person in front of him, and his nails were deeply embedded in the tree trunk on one side. He seemed not to know
It hurts, at this moment, even he himself doesn't know what he is thinking at this moment.
That man was his biological father, but he would rather he wasn't.
Then there won't be any pain, right?
After standing and watching for a while, he slowly turned around.
"Lai Qijun..."
An Yi followed his steps and heard him say in a low voice: "Yi'er, thank you for coming with me."
"Lai Qijun." She held his sleeve, hesitated, and finally said, "Why don't you go up and have a look?" That was his biological mother's grave, and this was his first time here.
Lai Qijun's heart moved slightly, his eyes closed slightly, but he shook his head: "No need."
There are some things that he should not touch again. In the past twenty years, he has never had a mother.
He...he is Lai Qijun, this is Lai Qijun.
Tell yourself this fact over and over again in your mind to numb yourself.
In the end, Lai Qijun stopped. He looked down at An Yi beside him, with pain in his eyes: "Yi'er, hug me."
He said that An Yi's heart ached, and she hurriedly stepped forward, hugged his body, and hugged him tightly.
He buried his head, and something warm and wet seemed to flow down her neck, which was so hot that An Yi's heart ached.
"Lai Qijun, everything will be fine, you and I, and Yangyang." An Yi's voice was soft, but even she knew that even though she and Yangyang would stay with Lai Qijun for a lifetime, those who had lost
Things can never be found again, ever.
The snow began to fall heavier and heavier, and the wind picked up, making the clothes of the two people puff, but they still hugged each other, and no one moved. The police had already escorted An Chengyong away, and there was only one person left here.
Let the two of them come to commemorate the sorrow of this place.