Yuan Fangting was angry and in pain, and had fallen into a semi-conscious state. Jing Tian'er stopped talking to her and went upstairs holding Duan Luhen's arm.
Jing Tian'er knocked on the door of Jing Xiangtian's bedroom for a long time, but Jing Xiangtian didn't answer. Jing Tian'er's heart was beating hard.
Did something happen to dad?
"Don't be afraid. Didn't you just talk to your uncle on the phone? It's okay!" Duan Luhen simply held the door handle and turned it, and the door opened.
The light in the room was very dark with the curtains drawn, and it could only be vaguely seen that there seemed to be someone lying on the bed. Jing Tianer rushed in and took a closer look. It was her father Jing Xiangtian.
It was just a few days since I last saw him, but he was so haggard. He had lost a lot of weight, and there was a green stubble on his chin. Jing Tianer's nose felt sour, and she patted him gently, "Dad...Dad...
…”
Jing Xiangtian woke up in a daze. He coughed violently first, and then with Jing Tian'er's help, he sat up and leaned against the bed. His resolute and handsome face looked very haggard.
"Dad, why are you sleeping so deeply? You didn't hear me knocking on the door for a long time just now." Jing Tian'er patted his back, her eyes were red.
"Really? I probably just took the medicine and slept too much," Jing Xiangtian covered his mouth with his fist and coughed a few more times, complaining softly, "Didn't I say I won't let you come? I have a bad cold this time.
It’s quite powerful, what if it infects you?”
"Dad, what are you talking about?" Jing Tian'er pursed her lips in disbelief, "People will be very fragile when they are sick, so the more sick they are, the more important it is for someone to be by their side!"
She helped Jing Xiangtian pull up the blanket, "Dad, not only am I here, I'm not leaving! I'll stay to take care of you, and I'll go back when you get better from the cold."
"Tian'er..." Jing Xiangtian raised his hand to touch her little face, his eyes dim, "Do you still remember what dad told you last time?"
"which one?"
"Dad said, leave everything in the Jing family to Yuan Fangting, cleanse yourself and leave the house to find you and your mother."
"Well, remember, what happened?"
"Yuan Fangting disagreed. She told your grandma about it. Your grandma cut her wrist that night..."
"..." Jing Tian'er was speechless.
Are you pretending?
How could the pampered old Buddha be willing to die?
How old do you have to be to still play this?
Isn’t it a shame?
"Although I know that your grandma is just pretending to scare me, as a son, it is also unfilial on my part to force a man over seventy years of age into this position, so..."
"Dad, stop talking, I understand!" Jing Tian'er held Jing Xiangtian's hand, "Dad, if you endure it for a few more years, even if my grandma can live a hundred years, she won't have many years left in this world.
, wait for my grandma to live a hundred years later, you and mom will still have a long life together!"
"A hundred years later..." Jing Xiangtian smiled bitterly, his eyes melancholy and empty, "Will your mother still wait for me?"
"Yes!" Jing Tian'er replied firmly, "My mother spent her best youth recalling the love between you and her. It has been so many years now. If she can still tolerate others in her heart, she must
I've been looking for her for a long time, why don't I wait until now?"
Jing Xiangtian raised his head and closed his eyes bitterly, "I'm sorry for her. When she married me, I promised to take care of her for the rest of her life, but I didn't expect that it made her suffer for the rest of her life..."
"Dad, don't say that. The past is in the past. We have to look forward. Now we, father and daughter, can still sit together and talk. Isn't it great?"
