After saying that, Mu Chenfeng turned around and walked out as if he didn't even spare a glance.
No one knew the feeling that her world was about to collapse at that moment, just like facing the enemy troops approaching the city in a ruined palace. After a period of chaos, Li Xiaoyou looked at the sheets that were wrinkled by her own hands, and tears fell silently.
"Mommy, don't cry!" Li Youyou hurriedly ran over, hugged Li Xiaoyou, and pressed her head to his chest.
Damn it, he made Mommy cry! Look how she wants to take revenge on him! She even wants to get married, so fuck you!
Li Youyou cursed in his heart and rolled his eyes as if he had thought of a clever plan.
Li Xiaoyou was still crying. At that moment, any shameful self-consciousness didn't seem to matter, she just wanted to cry.
Sad, she was not very heartbroken, just very sad.
The five words "He's getting married" that filled her mind seemed to be much more overbearing than the words "Father is dead". They were so overbearing that she couldn't even express a trace of sadness to her father.
That old man she had seen for less than twenty hours.
***
When Shangguan Xuanyue came to pick her up from the hospital, Li Xiaoyou saw an attendant who was with Duan Changhai that day at the door.
And he also came to find himself.
"My father..." Li Xiaoyou asked anxiously, but couldn't bear to say the complete words.
She thought the other person would say to her, please forgive me. Unexpectedly, he turned away and pointed to the elevator.
"What's the meaning?"
"Mr. Duan is in the ICQ ward on the fifteenth floor. He has undergone surgery and has taken out the bullet. He is now awake!"
"My father is not... dead?" Li Xiaoyou grabbed Shangguan Xuanyue's hand with such force that the beautiful woman wrinkled.
The attendant nodded, and at this moment Shangguan Yuanyue seemed to suddenly remember the person in front of him and said, "You are the courier who delivered the express that day!"
The attendant smiled and nodded.
Li Xiaoyou had a clear mind. Facing the puzzled looks in her good sister's eyes, she only consoled her. "I'll tell you when I get home!"
With that said, she hurriedly followed the attendant into the elevator, not even having time to receive her daughter.
In fact, she wanted to take it, but she found that her daughter was playing with the phone nearby and gave Shangguan Xuanyue a look that meant she was taking Youyou home, and she understood the meaning of that look tacitly.
…
When she reached Duan Changhai's ward at the speed of rushing to the ground, Li Xiaoyou's heart was like a tightened thread, and it broke with a "bang". As if she breathed a sigh of relief, she hurriedly asked, "What is going on?"
Didn't Mu Chenfeng's mother shoot him in the heart? Why didn't he...
On the hospital bed, Duan Changhai's face became much pale, as if he had lost too much blood. There was an oxygen mask on his face, and he seemed to have difficulty speaking.
Looking down, his arm was wrapped with thick white gauze. The injury was obviously the arm, not the heart!
Duan Changhai blinked slowly and motioned for her to come to him.
Li Xiaoyou hurriedly got closer, feeling slightly uneasy.
"Can you... call me?" He spoke very laboriously, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.
Li Xiaoyou was startled, and the most delicate part of her heart was touched. But she did not speak immediately, because she did struggle a little.
Just because the phrase dad is too unfamiliar.
Even though she had called her adoptive father, his adoptive father almost lived as a living dead for six years before finally passing away. She had not called him this name again for six years, and now she spoke it easily, which made her feel extremely embarrassed.