Shengge and Ji Yuting returned to the Lu family's Anning Mountain together.
Lu Mo and Lu Hua hadn't arrived yet, and Sheng Xiuyun was pacing back and forth in front of the door, seemingly waiting for them.
As soon as she saw them getting off the car, Sheng Xiuyun immediately ran over and said, "Little sister, you are back."
Shengge noticed her red eyes, calmed her mind and asked, "How is daddy?"
Sheng Xiuyun shook his head, "The situation is very bad. The doctor said that it is probably only the last two days, but we still have to wait for the second child to come back and take a look."
"good."
Several people quickly entered the villa.
Lu Shaoyuan's bedroom door opened, and there was a man sitting in front of the old man's bed.
Shengge hasn't seen Lu Chen for seven or eight days.
When I saw him this time, his whole person changed.
His body is much thinner, his skin is rougher than before, and he still has a bit of beard, making him look more mature.
I am in my thirties, and after these few days, I feel like I have aged ten years.
Shengge didn't know what he had been through recently, and didn't want to know.
"You go out first. I want to talk to dad and don't want to see you."
Her tone was cold and emotionless, as if she were really talking to a stranger.
Lu Chen lowered his eyes, said nothing, stood up and left silently.
Although he held on and acted like nothing was wrong, Shengge still keenly noticed when he passed by that his legs were not walking smoothly.
His knees?
Thinking of this, she stopped Lu Chen and said, "Are you sure you have been in the ancestral hall these days, kneeling down to read the scriptures?"
Lu Chen paused and opened his mouth, wanting to explain.
But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't speak, and finally left the room without saying anything.
Sheng Xiuyun came in and explained in a low voice, "Little sister, his voice is hoarse and he has been unable to make a sound for several days. Recently, he has been copying scriptures by hand. Sometimes he doesn't even eat, and he copies all day long."
Shengge listened quietly and remained silent for a long time without saying anything.
Sheng Xiuyun saw her indifferent expression in his eyes and just sighed, "I'm going to wait for the second and third children at the door. You can stay with dad for a while."
"good."
After she left, Shengge sat beside Lu Shaoyuan's bed, picked up his wrinkled hand, put it on her face, and rubbed it gently.
"Brother Yu, please go out too. I want to talk to dad alone."
Ji Yuting understood her, nodded and left, closing the bedroom door for her.
After coming out of the bedroom, Ji Yuting went to find Lu Chen.
Lu Chen held on to the railing and was going downstairs.
Where Shengge couldn't see him, he didn't cover up anymore, and every step he took was laborious and slow.
The floor tiles in the ancestral hall were cold and hard. Sometimes I would kneel on them all day long. My knees would be knocked on them day and night. I couldn't bear it at all and became very swollen.
The doctor just came to see me yesterday and said that I might suffer from cold legs and rheumatism in the future.
Ji Yuting stood on the stairs and observed quietly for a while. He found that he was sweating all over just walking down one floor, which was very hard.
When he took a deep breath and prepared to continue going to the first floor, Ji Yuting held his arm from behind.
"You have done so much to atone for your sins, why didn't you choose to tell Shengsheng?"
Lu Chen turned around and their eyes met.
Is it useful to tell her?
He has taken care of his sister since childhood, and he knows her temper very well.
Even if he is ill and unable to get up, as long as things come out of his mouth, she will think it is a cruel trick and will only be counterproductive.
He looked away, let go of Ji Yuting's hand, and continued downstairs.
Ji Yuting didn't stop him, but said abruptly: "Shengsheng didn't see what you are doing now with her own eyes, and even if she saw it, she wouldn't believe it."
"Although Lu Yage did many things, Lu Chen, you are the one who hurt her the most. You owe her a sincere apology, but you don't know how to apologize at all."