Xia Xiaoxi's face had darkened, and slowly turned into sadness. Her heart also lifted, but she still didn't open the door. She didn't know how to face him lying on the hospital bed.
In the past, he was full of sins and did not care about her life or death. Now that he is sick, shouldn't she be happy?
But she couldn't be happy no matter what. Instead, her heart felt heavy, like a heavy burden. It was so heavy that she could hardly bear it, because she felt uncomfortable.
"Go in!" Yan Yufeng saw that she had not opened the door for a long time, so he stretched out his hand and opened the door for her. As soon as he opened the door, the smell of potions and retching blew in the room, and Xia Xiaoxi looked painful.
, coughed a few times, stepped forward and walked in.
Growing up, she disliked coming to the hospital because she knew it meant how many people would pass away.
As soon as he stepped in the door, his eyes were stung by Xia Wanghe's haggard appearance. He was lying in bed in critical condition, his face was pale to yellow, his lips had begun to crack, and his white eyes were sunken in the sockets.
, his thin face is no longer as stern and rough as before, and his body has lost a lot of weight. He is lying alone in the hospital, hooked up to an intravenous drip, as if there is no one around, he is the only one lying in this empty and cold place.
In the ward, his white eyes were filled with a few tears.
Seeing this scene, Xia Xiaoxi's eyes stung. Although she held back tears, her heart was already bleeding, dripping in her heart, overflowing in the whole room and the whole world. What she saw was
Everything is blood red.
Xia Wangsheng, who was lying on the bed and heard the noise, turned his face slightly. Seeing Xia Xiaoxi's arrival, there was a bit of joy in his eyes. With his face pale and weak, he forced out a little strength: "Xiao Xi,
You’re here!”
His tone was very kind. Compared with the father before, he was like two different people. He looked like such a kind and kind father now.
Xia Xiaoxi held her heart and tried to calm herself down. She couldn't be sad because of everything in front of her and forget her hatred. No matter how pitiful he was now, he was still the same as before, only beating her violently and never giving her anything.
A fatherly man.
She hates him, will always hate him
"Uncle." Xia Xiaoxi did not speak, Yang Qi said hello to him first. The room was so quiet that only Yang Qi's echoing voice could be heard.
Xia Wangsheng twitched his pale lips, glanced at Yang Qi, and nodded.
She was Xia Xiaoxi's friend. He still remembered her. Once, when Xia Wangsheng hit her with a whip because Xia Xiaoxi took Yang Qi back, she blocked the whip for her.
Xia Xiaoxi glanced at Xia Wangsheng hatefully, the corners of her mouth twitching, unable to hide the pain in her heart, her voice trembled: "Why are you calling? Do you want me to see you in a state of embarrassment?
?”
Xia Xiaoxi choked with sobs, but finally said those words clearly.
"Xiao Xi, father is sorry for you." Xia Wangsheng looked at Xia Xiaoxi contentedly, tears had already flooded his eyes, sadness and pain rolled out.
He knew that Xia Xiaoxi still hated him, hated his selfishness and rudeness, hated him for never giving her love in the past ten years, and he himself felt guilty, but no one would know that in these years
, secretly, he kept hiding how hard his life was, and did not tell Xia Xiaoxi the truth.