On the tombstone, her beloved father looked at her quietly with his always gentle eyes. In his gentle eyes, Wen Xihe saw her father's sad face.
Like a silent complaint.
Why are you coming back now...
Wen Xihe's tears fell with a "swipe" sound, and the cold wind blew on her cheeks, which hurt her very much. But at that moment, when Wen Xihe knelt in front of her father, she cried in her heart over and over again.
When she said she was sorry, nothing hurt her more than the words of the man next to her.
"You're right, I'm not qualified to criticize you. What about him?" A slightly trembling finger fell on the smiling face on the tombstone, with a clear coolness on the fingertips, "He is about to die, and I look forward to seeing him in his own room every day."
When he woke up, he could see his daughter at first glance. He looked forward to it from morning till night, from life to death. Where are you? What are you doing?"
"You think the whole world has betrayed you, then have you asked him, asked me, asked all the people who you think have betrayed you?"
Wen Xihe felt that her vision was too blurry, and it had always been so blurry. She listened to He Mingjue's accusations one after another, and wanted to open her mouth to defend herself, but found that she could not find the words to defend everything she had done.
He reached out to wipe away the tears on his cheeks, trying to see clearly what his father looked like, but at the next moment, his vision was blurred again by the raging tears.
She imagined her seriously ill father lying on the bed with all his hair falling out. When he was awake, he looked at the door of the hospital every day, expecting that her daughter who had run away from home would suddenly appear and then rush to hug him.
Suddenly he shouted, "Dad, I'm back!"
She imagined that her beloved father was in a state of confusion, asking everyone around him tremblingly, "Is my daughter back? Is my Xixi back?"
Even when he was dying, he held He Mingjue's hand and begged over and over again, "Get my Xixi back and let my Xixi come home!"
Like a child who had made a mistake but could never make up for it, she knelt in front of her father, tears streaming down her face, her chest heaving violently, and she almost died from crying.
The man next to him looked down and coldly, but did not come forward.
"Wen Xihe, can you stop being so willful? Can you stop being so self-assured? No one betrays you, no one rejects you. When you accuse others of this crime, please verify it, okay?!
"
That "Okay" was almost filled with the anger of He Mingjue gritting his teeth, and he couldn't calm himself down. He thought that after searching for more than a year, all he got was the news that she was engaged to someone else. He tried every means to get her
Returning to his side, he now thought of her reactions. Holding it in his heart, he suddenly had the urge to strangle her to death.
In his twenty years of life, this man who had always doted on her to the point of being lawless had never treated her with such a tone.
Wen Xihe cried so hard that she could hardly breathe. She knelt on the cold ground, and the coolness penetrated into her knees. She felt cold and painful, so she lowered her hands and pressed her slightly trembling knees with her forehead.
On the cold tombstone, the face and smile in the memory are warm, but the tombstone is cold, and the heart is even colder.
"Dad, Xixi was wrong. Xixi should not have left you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Wen Xihe choked and heard the sound of slight footsteps in her ears. She raised her head and glanced at He Mingjue.
That look was cold and desperate, with obvious tears on the girl's face and red eyes. She seemed to be too cold, her body was shaking more and more, and she held her knees with trembling hands. The strong anger that originally filled her heart seemed to disappear.
With this glance, it suddenly turned into air and disappeared silently.
There was a soft sigh in the ear, but Wen Xihe's tears fell even harder.
"Dad, Xixi didn't mean not to go home. He said he didn't want me anymore. He said he has a woman he likes, and Xixi is redundant."
"Dad, Xixi is often bullied outside. Xixi wants to go home, but Xixi is very sad."
As she spoke, her whole body began to tremble more and more violently. He Mingjue narrowed his eyes slightly. Originally, he wanted to take her to teach her a lesson, but now, the source of all the conflicts suddenly disappeared.
Pointed at himself.
Feeling helpless and distressed, he knelt down, sighed and wanted to hug her, but was thrown away by Wen Xihe, who was crying hard.
"Dad, he doesn't want Xixi. Xixi wants to start a new life, so he locks me up and doesn't let me go out. He also... bullies me!"
By the end of Wen Xihe's words, her whole body was covered with strong father's sadness. She almost leaned her whole body against her father's tombstone, crying until she almost passed away, "Dad... I hate him.
.....I hate him......"
His heart suddenly hurt so much that He Mingjue looked at Wen Xihe who was crying uncontrollably. He reached out and put her in his arms, held her head down, pressed her hard on his chest, and hugged her hard.
She, like every time when she was sad when she was a child, let her cry, let her make trouble, and let her let go.
"He Mingjue..."
Wen Xihe cried intermittently, put her hands through He Mingjue's armpits, and hugged him back fiercely. She lay on his shoulder, her tears never stopping.
"I didn't mean it...I didn't know he was sick...if I had known...I wouldn't have..."
There are many things that we regret most in life, one of which is not knowing. If we had known, maybe too many things would not have happened. This is the regret that Wen Xihe can't let go of in his life.
"I know, Xi Xi is good, I know..." He Mingjue replied in a muffled voice. He didn't know how to comfort Wen Xihe who was crying out of control. He could only hug her tightly and coax her in a low voice.
"Dad won't blame you, don't cry..."
Even though Wen Xihe is willful, He Mingjue will not deny that part of the biggest regret in his life is because of him. This is a reality that he cannot escape.
Now, he just hopes that such regrets can be minimized.
"Xixi, tell me, why are you rejecting me so much? Why don't you go home? You know that I don't want you, and the Wen family doesn't want you either!"
This was the knot that He Mingjue couldn't untie in his heart. If Wen Xihe didn't love him anymore, he wouldn't believe it. Just from her catering attitude when he touched her, he knew that he was under her influence.
The position in my heart has not changed.
Wen Xihe suddenly choked in his arms, and his body suddenly became horribly stiff. Even the hands that were holding him tightly wanted to get out quickly in an instant.
He Mingjue stopped her movement with all his strength, trapped her whole body in his arms, and asked again in a muffled voice.