"Lin...Uncle Lin?" An Jingxing was stunned. What was going on... She had always thought that Lin Wensheng was her biological father these days... Moreover, what Lin Wensheng did
, he obviously really regarded her as his daughter, but now he is telling himself that he already knew that she was not his daughter?
"How much I wish you were my daughter. Even if you are not, I can make you my daughter and never know the truth for the rest of my life. That was my original plan. I originally planned to arrange everything before I died.
Then go to heaven with peace of mind to find your mother, and give her an explanation. I will never be sorry for her in my life, but at least I have settled you down...she should blame me less."
"I'm sorry, Jing Xing, I'm sorry for you, and even more sorry for your mother..."
The conversation went on for a long time. During this time, Tang Qianrong had been sitting on a chair outside the ward, looking at the sun outside the window. The weather was good, but people were in a gloomy mood. He didn't know what An Jingxing was listening to.
What kind of reaction will there be after all the truth is revealed, but no matter what reaction it is, I will face it head-on. No matter what it is, I can never let myself leave her side again.
"Squeak..."
The door to the ward was opened from the inside. Tang Qianrong stood up reflexively and walked over, only to see An Jingxing standing at the door with tears on his face, obviously in a trance.
Tang Qianrong frowned, and his heart began to hurt. He stepped forward, stretched out his hands and hugged the sad little woman into his arms.
Not long after, he heard her crying getting louder and more intense in his arms, and then... a long, long time later, it became quieter and disappeared... until she calmed down completely.
.
The shirt on Tang Qianrong's chest was wet. When An Jingxing reacted, he reached out to wipe it for him, but he gently held his hand: "It doesn't matter, it can't be wiped clean. Do you know everything?"
He asked softly, his tone very gentle.
Hearing his voice like this, An Jingxing wanted to cry inexplicably, but he just nodded hard.
"Let's go and have a cup of coffee." He held her with his generous hand and didn't ask any more questions. He just took her to drink coffee quietly. He must also be worried in his heart. After all, Nan Hongzhe and his
The relationship is so close... She never thought that she would be Nan Hongzhe's daughter. The sudden reality was really surprising, and everything about her mother surprised her... She never knew that she
My mother also suffered so many painful things during her lifetime.
When Lin Wensheng had tears in his eyes, he lowered his head and choked on the hospital bed and said, "Everything is my fault, everything is my sin. I was the one who abandoned your mother back then. I can't blame anyone else..."
Although Nan Hongzhe took your mother away with a trick, but... Nan Hongzhe is a better man than me.
I'm not worthy...I'm not worthy of your mother.
At that moment, An Jingxing was sitting next to the hospital bed, her mind going blank. Her heart was filled with sadness and pity. Who was the sadness for? Who was the pity for? She didn't know.
When she walked out of the ward, her head was still as messed up as a ball of paste. She was just very sad, very sad, and tears fell unconsciously. But when she was held in Tang Qianrong's arms, she really cried.
Speak up.
While drinking coffee, the sun shone warmly and warmly. Tang Qianrong sat opposite her quietly, asking nothing or saying anything.
After an unknown amount of time, An Jingxing took the lead in breaking the silence.
"Mother...what do you think?"
Tang Qianrong didn't expect that An Jingxing's first words would be this. He was slightly startled and frowned slightly, but he was speechless. To Tang Qianrong, An Luoqing was just a name and a photo on the file.
, a form.
To be honest, he didn't even know how to figure it out.
"Mother, she is always very quiet. Others say she is mentally ill, but I think she has something on her mind... But she has never told me... Mother, does she not like me? Has she always hated me?
Where are you with me?" An Jingxing looked out the window and murmured, not sure if he was talking to Tang Qianrong or to himself.
"Because I took her man's bloodline, she used silence to retaliate against me. Even though she smiled at me and hugged me, she actually still hated me in her heart. When she saw me, she would think of Nam Hong-cheol.
, Uncle Lin also said that I don’t look like mom, maybe because I look like your adoptive father... Do you think, mom,...have you always hated me?"
Faced with An Jingxing's question, Tang Qianrong was speechless. He could only remain silent and lower his head, saying nothing.
He could not excuse his adoptive father's sins...
"However, my mother died with a smile... She would often laugh when she was with me. Would I be too sorry for my mother if I thought like this? If she really loved me, she would have laughed when she saw me misunderstanding her like this.
I feel very sad and disappointed..."
"I'm not a good daughter. I don't even know the hurt my mother suffered back then. But...if it's true, I'd rather believe that my mother still had feelings for Nan Hongzhe back then...if it really wasn't
Emotions, my mother also has a thousand ways to kill me. When I was in the womb, she took me back to China from such a far away place abroad... I feel that no matter what she thinks, she shouldn't hate me... because...
...Who would protect a child he hates so desperately..."
Tears fell down, An Jingxing's voice trembled slightly, Tang Qianrong felt heartbroken, but he was also surprised. He didn't expect that An Jingxing would think like this, and he also knew that if she thought like this
If so...what does that mean?
"Qianrong, mother may still fall in love with Nan Hongzhe, right...she gave birth to me and your adoptive father's child...it should mean that she doesn't hate him completely, after all...
He is the one who raised you, and he must be an outstanding person."
When An Jingxing said these words, tears fell down. Tang Qianrong knew that she was also trying desperately to convince herself to accept this idea.
At that moment, Tang Qianrong knew that she gave up her resentment side and chose to forgive.
She...may have also thought about it for herself.
That’s why I decided like this…
For the sake of themselves and their families.
His heart seemed to be held tightly in someone's hand. It didn't feel like pain, but it made him feel out of breath. His eyes were a little wet, and his throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton and he couldn't speak.
