The buns that were eaten suddenly turned into heavy stones, which were blocked in the stomach and mouth.
Jing Yanting froze there, motionless as if his body had turned to stone.
Jing Li sat down directly opposite him, turned to the boss and shouted: "Excuse me, I want two steamed buns and a bowl of soy milk."
The landlady quickly brought what she wanted, but after seeing the situation here clearly, she said to Jingli with some hesitation: "Girl, how about I find a seat for you? Can you sit outside the door?
?It’s spacious over there.”
After saying that, the landlady looked at the person sitting opposite her with some disgust.
Although the consumption level in this neighborhood has never been high and there are all types of people, but looking so unkempt and wearing clothes covered in mud and stains so early in the morning, he is almost like a homeless person.
And this fair and beautiful girl in front of me is actually willing to share the table with such a person?
"It's okay." Jing Li said, "I'll just sit here. Thank you."
Seeing this, the landlady didn't say anything more, put down what she was holding and turned back to the stove.
Jing Li stirred the soy milk in front of her and took a sip, which immediately burned her tongue.
She hissed and picked up the bun in front of her again. She felt a little hot, but she still couldn't bear to put it down. She flipped the bun back and forth between her fingers and finally broke it into two.
While biting the half of the bun in her right hand, she handed the bun in her left hand out.
"I can only eat one and a half of a bun of this size, and I can't eat the other half. But I'm not worried at all, because my dad will help me eat it."
She lowered her eyes and silently bit the bun in her hand, while the hand she handed out was always hanging in the air.
I don't know how long it took, but the hand she stretched out was finally gently touched, and then the person opposite finally took the half of the bun in her hand.
But when Jing Li looked up, she saw that the person opposite was still lowering her head, holding her half of the bun with one hand, covering her face with the other hand, making no sound, but her shoulders were shaking uncontrollably.
Jing Li was stunned for a moment, and finally stood up slowly, walked to the opposite side, and sat down next to him.
Being so close, she finally heard his voice, a low, breathy whimper.
He is crying.
The father who was as majestic as a mountain in her mind, the father who always touched her head with a smile, now covered her face with his calloused hands, whose original skin color could not be seen at all.
Helpfully, crying quietly.
Jing Li couldn't bear it any longer. As she reached out to hug the person in front of her, tears burst out of her eyes uncontrollably, "Dad, dad... I finally waited until you came home, dad..."
For a moment, everyone in the store looked over, and everyone was shocked when they saw the contrasting father and daughter.
Outside the shop, Huo Qiran was sitting in a car on the street. Looking at the scene inside the shop, his eyes were red after all.
After a long time, Jing Li finally helped Jing Yanting, who was crying, to walk out of the shop.
The tall man was hunched over and crying uncontrollably. Jing Li's eyes were red and she worked hard to lead him forward.
Huo Qiran saw this and wanted to get out of the car to help, but Jing Li shook her head at him, and then accompanied Jing Yanting into the small hotel.
A shabby and cheap small hotel, the room is cramped and dark, the shaky windows cannot be opened at all, and the space next to the bed can only accommodate one person.
Jing Li took a look at the situation in the room, held back her tears, and helped Jing Yanting sit down on the bed. When she turned around and wanted to go to the bathroom to twist a towel to wipe his face, she found that there was no hot water at all in the bathroom, only one.
Only hot water bottles.
Jing Li had almost never seen such a thing since she was a child, but she soaked a towel in the already warm hot water from everywhere, and then walked to Jing Yanting with the towel, "Dad, wipe it."
Face……"
Jing Yanting still covered his face and did not answer.
She unfolded the towel herself and carefully wiped the tears on his hands and the rest of the exposed parts of his face.
After a long time, I finally heard Jing Yanting's rough and low voice: "You shouldn't have come... You shouldn't have come..."
"I must come, I must come..." Jing Li replied softly.
The father and daughter sat facing each other in silence for a long time. Jing Li finally stood up again and said, "Dad, let's find another place to stay. The hotel I stayed in before has a good environment and the price is not expensive..."
As she said that, she was about to get up and pack things for him, but just as she took a piece of clothing next to the pillow, she saw a large bag of medicine hidden under the clothing.
The medicines were packed in transparent bags. There were many kinds, and there were many boxes of each type. It was not clear what they were used for. It was frightening to see.
"Dad!" Jing Li grabbed Jing Yanting's hand and asked in a low voice, "Are you sick? What disease? Why do you need to take so many medicines?"