Since Su Jian suffered a stroke and became paralyzed, he has been placed in a room on the second floor of his home.
Su Jinhang hired a caregiver to take care of his daily life.
But after all this time, Su Jian's condition still hasn't improved at all. He is paralyzed on the bed, needs help for his toilet and toilet, and can't even speak.
Su Mi hummed and nodded.
After watching Su Jinhang leave, she turned around and entered the house, went up to the second floor, and passed Su Jian's room.
Although her heart had become cold towards this father and she had no feelings for him anymore, after all, when she came back, she opened the door and walked in.
The air was filled with the smell often found in patients who have been lying in bed for a long time.
It smells like death and withering.
Because the relationship between father and son cannot be changed, Su Jinhang asked people to take care of him in a relatively clean manner.
However, being paralyzed on the bed like this, possibly until death, is a punishment worse than death for everyone.
Su Jian was lying on the bed, and when he turned his head, he saw Su Mi, whom he had not seen for a long time, coming in. His thin cheeks moved, showing a complex and angry expression, as if he wanted to sit up, but was unable to do anything.
Su Mi's eyes fell on him.
The man lying on the bed in front of him, like a corpse, seemed to have no relationship except the relationship between father and daughter.
In fact, to be honest, since her mother passed away, her relationship with Su Jian has been quite weak.
The love between father and daughter has long since disappeared day by day.
What about before her mother passed away? Maybe, but she lost part of her memory because of the fever she had when she was a child. Even if she had a little father-daughter relationship with Su Jian, she had long forgotten it.
All in all, she and her father really have the same name as father and daughter.
She looked at the man on the bed:
"Still angry with me? Are you angry that I messed up your originally beautiful and happy family?"
"Your business, your house, your career, and your money all have your mother's help. Your mother gave birth to your children, but you couldn't wait to talk to her when she had cancer and needed your husband's love the most.
You even married that nurse before her bones were cold.
A woman who killed her. After marriage, you regarded me and my brother as nothing. When you had a new husband and a beloved son, you forgot about me and my brother. You gave away my happiness at will, treated my brother as an abandoned son, and allowed Qin Anxin to rub him.
Huh... everything I do is to help my mother and myself collect debts."
"All the pain you are experiencing right now is your own fault. There is no need to stare at me as if someone owes you."
"You should be lucky. You are my brother and I's father after all. Now we allow you to continue to live, with a high bed, a warm pillow, and a nanny to take care of you. We have done our best to be kind and righteous."
"Oh, maybe it's not something to be thankful for. After all, lying on the bed and living one more day will be painful. It's better to die."
The muscles on Su Jian's face trembled violently. He lifted his body up and flicked his fingers, as if he was going to jump down and slap his daughter in the next moment. In the end, he failed again.
He knew that he was completely useless and had become a complete waste. He could not even fight back when his daughter pointed at him and mocked him. He opened his mouth wide and started to cry in pain.
While crying, he muttered incoherently and bitterly.
His language ability was impaired and he could not speak coherently and completely. He would just sputter out word after word.
As Su Jinhang said, there is no logic in what you say, and the preface does not match the follower.
"Back then, I should have killed you, your mother. I shouldn't have listened to her and killed you. I shouldn't have raised you."
Tossing and turning over and over again, I was mumbling these short words.
Su Mi didn't feel anything at first, and just listened to him as if she was listening to a madman's random thoughts.
After hearing the end, his eyes moved slightly.
If you put these words together and sort them out, do they mean -
'I shouldn't have listened to your mother back then, so I should have killed you, and I shouldn't have raised you.'
Her heart suddenly beat a little faster.
What does this mean?
Her face darkened, she approached the bed, lowered her head, and said coldly:
"What do you mean?"
But Su Jian still stared at Su Mi, muttering those words angrily over and over again.
It was as if he wanted to poke holes in his daughter with these few words.
Su Mi became impatient and felt a little confused for no reason. She grabbed his collar and pulled him to sit up:
"Tell me clearly, what do you mean?!"
A scary smile suddenly appeared from the corner of Su Jian's mouth, as if he was happy because he finally angered Su Mi.
This was his only small revenge as he was paralyzed in bed.
This weird and complicated smile made Su Mi's face turn cold and her fingers loosened.
Su Jian didn't have time to snort and fell down on the bed.
She stood up and sorted out her emotions.
How could she listen to the nonsense of a patient who had suffered a stroke and was confused and confused?
My brother has also said that he is talking incoherently and without any logic.
I also reminded her not to take it to heart.
Thinking about it, she gathered her mood, glanced at the man on the bed with disgust, and without a moment's hesitation, she slammed the door and walked out.
…
Before five o'clock in the afternoon, Su Jinhang came back.
Su Mi had nothing to do today, so she tidied up her room at home. The rest of the time, she stayed in the room to study the script and write a biography of the protagonist she played to deepen her understanding of the character.
The whole day was almost over, and she looked at her phone.
Huo Shenxiu didn't call or send her a message.
He must have been angry when he saw her going back to her parents' house without permission.
Not long after she ran away from home last time, she quietly left home again.
It's strange that he isn't angry.
Of course, her mentality this time was different from last time, so she naturally didn't care what his mood would be.
Put your phone aside and continue doing your own thing.
When Sister Fang heard that her brother was back, she immediately went out to greet him: "Brother, why are you back so early?"
Su Jinhang took off his coat and handed it to Sister Fang: "It's hard for you to get back home. Of course I will come back early to accompany you."
"I'm such an old man, why do I need you to accompany me? You can do whatever you have to do. I don't want to affect your work."
"I'm the boss and I got off work a few hours earlier. Who dares to say anything about me?"
That's true. Su Mi took Su Jinhang to sit down, and went to the kitchen to pour him a pot of scented tea to help him feel tired.
After Su Jinhang took a few sips, Su Mi thought of what happened today, and her heart became clouded again:
"Brother, I went to my dad's room to see him today, and he said something to me."
Su Jinhang's slender fingers holding the tea cup froze slightly, and then he put down the cup: "What did you say?"
She just said the words Su Jian muttered to her.
Su Jinhang listened and didn't speak for a long time. The expression on his face was bright and dark under the bright light in the room, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Brother, what do you mean by what dad said? What did he want to say?" Su Mi broke the silence.