Chapter 172

Looking at the father and Aunt Zhang talking, it seems that Aunt Zhang and the others don’t know the real cause of the matter. If they still knew the reason, Aunt Zhang and her parents-in-law would not have been in a stir. Ah, I guess the atmosphere would not be so harmonious.

Aunt Zhang and her father were chatting without a word, and the atmosphere seemed very sad

You go back, I'll take care of Jincheng here... Just take good care of your family... The two of them chatted together for more than an hour, and the father said to Aunt Zhang.

Well, okay, please take a rest. I will come to deliver food to you tomorrow morning... Aunt Zhang got up, and then looked at me on the hospital bed with heartache.

After a while, my father-in-law also came over, said a simple greeting to my father and left. Xiaoying was taken care of by her mother-in-law, so she almost took turns on duty at night.

Xiaoying's condition is relatively good, maybe she will recover completely in a few days

After a while, in the huge intensive care unit, only my father and I were left.

My father sat alone in a chair, far away from my body. He seemed to be afraid in this room, sitting alone, looking very worried and scared. Without others, he took off all his disguises. At this time, the sorrow on his face was extremely high.

He would occasionally rub his face with his hands, and occasionally he would secretly look at me who was in a coma.

My father sat there dejectedly, occasionally shaking his head, and occasionally hammering the chair with his hands. It can be seen that his mood was extremely complicated.

Every time he looked at me, the guilt and fear in his eyes were silent.

I don't know how long it took, but as time passed by little by little, my father finally seemed to have figured out something. He moved the chair and slowly sat next to me.

Jincheng... I don't know if you can hear it at this time, maybe you can't hear it at all. According to my feelings when I was in a coma, I can only feel it some time before I woke up. Maybe you don't want to hear my voice at all... My father sat beside me and said without a word.

When things happened, or even when I had that idea, I was afraid that if things were exposed, how should I face you, facing your mother in the dark? But my self-control was still too poor. I often told myself that the last time and finally let me feel it again and again, I will definitely change it later. But every time I advised myself to comfort myself, and I kept making mistakes again and again. People say that a knife on the head of the word "sex", but I used this knife to hurt my son... The father looked at the foot of the bed blankly, as if he was narrating, and as if he was talking to himself again.

When you discovered Ah, I only knew that I was finished. All the happiness and fantasies I had always had were shattered. At that moment, I was stupid and desperate. I knew that I would lose everything, family affection, friendship, and I was not tolerated by this society. After all, I would pay the price for the wrong things. But why are you so stupid? No, maybe it was because I stood up and talked without a pain. If I were you, I might not be able to stand it and choose to break it by myself.

Now I don’t think about anything, I just want you to wake up, I want to atone for my sins, but no matter what method I use, this sin cannot be redeemed, I want to commit suicide, but it’s not possible now. If I go too, who will take care of this family? Who will take care of Haohao? So before you wake up, I have to persevere. If you wake up, I don’t even have the courage to commit suicide. I am afraid to face your mother after death. I have no face to see you, die, no face to see your mother. I have no face to see you.

I have lived for most of my life, and I have never been so helpless. Even when your mother was seriously ill, I have never felt this way when she woke up. I just hope you can forgive Xiaoying and maintain this home. I may run away from home and never come back. Find a place to spend the rest of my life quietly, a place that no one disturbs me.

Although I don't know how to face you after you wake up, I still hope you can wake up. You can't treat me as a father, but I will always treat you as a son...

Treat me as a son? When I heard my father say such words, I couldn't help but laugh. When you and your daughter-in-law were turning upside down again and again, where did you throw my son away?

Although I know that there is a lot of sincerity in my father's words, after the betrayal of the two, all the sincerity has become false

Do I want to die?

To be honest, I don't want to die, I don't even have the idea of ​​dying

Love is gone, I still have family affection, not family affection with my father, but Haohao, my son, I must live well for him.

Originally, I planned not to disturb anyone, nor would I tell my father and Xiaoying's secrets. My father's idea was the same, and I took Haohao to quit my job, gave up all my property, and left it all for my father and Xiaoying. Then my son and I went away from home, finding a place they would never find, and starting a new life.

Life must have ups and downs, why do you have to hang yourself on a tree?

And I am also a strong person. As long as I still have a little concern in my heart, I will definitely live well.

As for how Xiaoying and his father explained to relatives and friends why Haohao and I disappeared after I left, it just depends on how they both made a lie.

Isn’t it great to leave time and space for you two, and to form a family between father-in-law and daughter-in-law?

I was floating in the ward, constantly imagining

At this moment, I remembered whether I would wake up?

Should I keep floating like this?

I remember seeing it on TV, when the soul actively merges with the body, people will wake up

Thinking of this, I decided to try it. If I can't wake up, after a few days, my soul dissipates, my body loses its soul and dies, how unwilling I will be

I quickly floated to my body, and then lay down along my body. But for some reason, my soul and body merged together, but did not merge with each other. I looked at my dizzy father, and then moved while he was not paying attention. I found that the phantom of my soul was moving, and my body was still motionless, as if my soul could not control my body at all now

It's over, what should I do?

I won't die like that, right?

After that, his soul becomes a lonely ghost?

Who can teach me what to do?

At this moment, I remembered some fortune tellers, Mr. Yin and Yang, Taoist priests, etc. If I were to find someone with a Taoist practice on TV to give me some methods, would I be better?

But I can't speak now, how can I tell others to help me?

My soul cannot be too far away from my body. At this moment, I am really scared. I can't let go of my son, my only concern. I don't want to think that if I die, I will really fulfill my father and Xiaoying. They have not paid the price and have not received any punishment.

I wanted to shout again, but I found that I couldn't make any sound at all

In this way, after two days in a daze, I finally saw Xiaoying who had recovered in the ward. At this moment, she seemed to have completely recovered. She had taken off her ward.

But she was a little haggard. After she recovered, she came to my ward as soon as possible, and then she almost grew up in my ward. She never left for a moment in 24 hours, no matter how her parents-in-law and father persuaded her.

In these days, I discovered a phenomenon, that is, as time goes by, my soul becomes weaker and weaker, and I seem to be less and less energetic. It seems that if this continues, as time goes by, my soul will slowly dissipate by itself. By that time, I guess I will really die

For the first time I felt the fear of death

At night, only my father and Xiaoying were left. This was the first time they stayed together to watch over the night.

My father has been with me at night, and there is nothing strange about it. After Xiaoying recovered, she was unwilling to leave me for a moment.

Since Xiaoying recovered completely, she has been lukewarm with her father, as if she has regarded her father as a stranger, and she seems to be keeping others from afar.

It seems that Xiaoying vented all her grievances on her father, and it also seemed that she wanted to completely cut off her relationship with her father from now on, regardless of whether her husband was alive or dead.

Xiaoying sat beside me without saying a word, just staring at me in a daze while my father sat far away on the wall

My father occasionally looks at Xiaoying's back and occasionally looks at me who is unconscious on the hospital bed. If anyone is, he will be very helpless. This incident and setback seems to be more than the total of the setbacks in my father's first half of his life.

Every time I see Xiaoying and my father bringing them alone at night, I can't help but start to fantasize.

But tonight, I didn't. Now I only have my own worries about myself. I actually found that I couldn't wake up. How unwilling to be with death.

I want to have a child, my desire to survive is very strong

At this moment, I noticed that Xiaoying seemed to be thinking about something. Looking at Xiaoying constantly thinking, she should be thinking about ways to wake me up.

At this time, I couldn't help but feel a little hope. Didn't Xiaoying successfully awaken her father?

Does she want to irritate me too?

At this time, my soul was getting more and more fading around Xiaoying, and I couldn't help but feel a little expectation for her. Perhaps the only one who can save me now may be Xiaoying, which stimulates me?

What method will Xiaoying use?

Thinking of the process of Xiaoying stimulating her father to wake up, I couldn't help but get up at this time

After Xiaoying was brewing for a while, she sighed softly, and began to wipe my hands and started talking to me slowly. She said a lot of words. Starting from the moment we met, it was like reminiscing again, and it was like narrating happy things. Xiaoying was talking while showing happiness. Sometimes she yearned for memories, and sometimes she was looking forward to the future.

My father was listening to Xiaoying's narrative like a stranger, as if he was infected by emotions, and he was a little confused when he heard it.

Time passed little by little, and I tried to merge my soul into my body again and again. After trying many times, I found that I had not woken up yet. Could it be that Xiaoying gave me enough stimulation?

And a long time passed, Xiaoying seemed to have discovered this, and she couldn't help but worry more and more.

Xiaoying seemed to feel despair. She wanted to cry, but before she could cry, she seemed to think too much. She turned her eyes to behind her, and behind her was her father. Xiaoying saw her father and looked at me again. I don’t know what she thought of, a glimmer of hope ignited in her eyes...