Long Yingtian looked at the woman with a bright smile on the tombstone, and his eyes fell on the girl in front of him.
"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, I will always be your father."
Long Qianqian placed the white chrysanthemum in front of the tomb, feeling a little heavy in her heart.
Long Yingtian raised his head, his eyes wet with tears again. The mistakes he had made when he was young and frivolous were now too pale to explain.
"Qianqian, come home with me. I want to take care of you for her and make up for everything I owe you."
"Compensation? How to compensate? When my mother endured the pain to give birth to me, were you there? You just came here now to pretend to be compassionate. When my mother was selling herself in liquor, were you there? When my mother endured the humiliation, were you there? You
Do you know how much torture she suffered in order to live a life? Are you going to make compensation now, where did you go before?"
Long Qianqian roared out in pain, her tears shining brightly in the air. After all these years, she couldn't help but roar at him, speaking out the resentment her mother had buried in her heart all those years.
"I...I'm sorry!" After swallowing the bitterness in his throat, Long Yingtian finally lowered his noble head. He was a failed father.
"I'm sorry?" Long Qianqian sneered sarcastically: "You should say you're sorry. In front of my mother, you ask her if she is willing to forgive you, and ask her if she is still willing to forgive you."
Hot tears slid down her cheeks. She had kept this pain in her heart for twenty years, a full twenty years!
She didn't dare to ask or say anything, for fear that her mother would cry.
"Yijing, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have dragged you into a place of eternal destruction for my own selfish desires, but I will never regret it." Long Yingtian choked with sobs, and knelt down amidst Long Qianqian's reproach, and deeply sighed.
Confession. "If I could turn back time, I would give everything, even if it means death, I should die with you."
Long Qianqian turned her head and bit her lower lip. She didn't want to see him crying. How could she not expect her father's love? But this man had never shown his face in twenty years and had no father. The first time she saw him was...
On the anniversary of my mother's death.
"I will not recognize you as my father, because my father is very strange in my heart, so strange that I don't even know whether he is Fang or Bian, so please don't disturb my life."
Long Qianqian had a cold face, turned around and left after finishing speaking.
Seeing her leaving, Long Yingtian quickly stood up and blocked her way.
"Qianqian, this is your mother's last wish. She hopes that you...I will take care of you in the future."
Is this mommy's last wish? So mommy knows about his existence and has contacted him secretly.
"Qianqian, dad doesn't ask for your forgiveness, I just ask you to give me a chance to compensate your mother. She said that you are the one she worries about the most."
Long Yingtian stretched out his arms to hug her, but finally dropped his shoulders in frustration. How could she tolerate his touch if she hated him so much?
Looking at the smiling photo on the tombstone, Long Qianqian's eyes filled with tears.
Mom, a heartless man, you will be obsessed with me all your life. He doesn’t want you or me, so why are you still looking for him?
But the answer to her was still the same smiling face on the tombstone.
"Mr. Long, I don't need any compensation from you. We can live well without you."
No matter what the expression on Long Yingtian's stiff face was, she walked around him and left without looking back. How could she follow him just because he said "I am your father".