Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 445 I'm Almost No Father

Lu Yao pushed open the door of the room, and Father Lu, who was sitting in a daze by the window sill, turned his head slowly when he heard the sound.

His eyes were empty, and he managed to focus. When he saw the woman standing against the light at the door, he smiled palely and waved to her, "Yaoyao, you're back..."

Lu Yao gently closed the door, walked to her father, stood still at a distance of one meter, and responded dully: "Well, I'm back."

There was a desk lamp on the desk by the window sill, and the white light shone on the old man's face, carving his already ravine face into more vicissitudes and aging.

The old man tried to turn the wheelchair, but because of his weak strength, it took a lot of effort but failed, so he pushed the table behind him, finally turned the wheelchair a little bit, and even brought the books spread out on the table to him. down.

Lu Yao clenched her fists tightly, her eyes sparkled, but she still tried her best to hold back and did not go forward to help.She was dumbfounded and shocked. She didn't know when her father had become what he is now.

Looking back, she hadn't stepped into this room for a long time, and she hadn't sat opposite her father for a long time.

She can't use her busy work as an excuse. From the bottom of her heart, she is avoiding such scenes. For some reason, she seems to be dominated by fear hovering in a certain corner.

Suppressing the mist in her eyes, Lu Yao bent down to pick up the book on the ground, opened the cover, and smiled, "You are still reading this "Institutional Law Theory"."

After she finished speaking, she patted the ashes on the book, spread it flat and put it back on the table.

Lu's father smiled when he heard the words, his smile was clear, like a child who didn't know much about the world, "I can't remember, when I was sober, I looked it up, but now my eyes are not working, and I can't read clearly."

As the old man spoke, he felt a little embarrassed suddenly, and stared at the fingers in front of him.He clasped his hands, his fingers tightly curled together, as if nervous.

Lu Yao sat down on the corner of the bed, stretched out her hand, and firmly grasped his fingers. Suddenly, she felt her throat sore, "Dad..."

"Did I do something wrong again?" Father Lu held Lu Yao's hand with trepidation in his eyes, and after being silent for a while, he let out a breath of foul breath, "Yaoyao, Dad doesn't want to hurt you any more. It's too tiring to live like this."

"What are you talking about, Dad." Lu Yao lowered her head, tears falling on her long windbreaker, "Don't let your imagination run wild, with my mother and I here, I will not let you be wronged."

She didn't know what to say, for a woman who was always eloquent, at this moment all her words seemed pale and powerless.

Lu's father listened, but slowly curled the corners of his lips, he looked up at the calendar hanging on the wall, his eyes were focused somewhere, "Yaoyao, Dad has one more thing to ask you, your Aunt Mu Shan The anniversary of my death is after New Year's Day, I hope you can take the time to pay homage to me again, if possible, every year in the future..."

He suddenly pursed his lips, he couldn't continue, he knew that this would be difficult for Lu Yao.

"The person Mu Ming wants to take revenge on is me, and Mu Shan's death is related to me..." Lu's father rolled back the hand that was curled up in front of him, "Yaoyao, If you are in trouble, I can understand."

"I see, Dad." Lu Yao saw through the cautious expression in her father's eyes, which really hurt her a bit, "I will go, don't worry."

As for the past entanglements between Mu Shan and her father, Lu Yao no longer had the heart to find out. She knew that there was no need to bring up the past when the old man was gone.

"It's better not to tell your mother about this." Lu's father frowned solemnly, as if admonishing him. As soon as he said this, there was a "bang bang" knock on the door.

Lu's mother opened the door and came in, looking at the backlight, her figure was a little dazed.

Then, listening to the sound of slippers rubbing against the floor, she walked closer and saw that she was holding a bowl of soup in her hand, and the strong aroma wafted out.Lu Yao consciously sat to the side, giving up the seat closest to her father.

Lu's mother was holding the soup, blowing on the hot air while sitting next to Lu's father, "You didn't eat much at night, let's have a bowl of soup."

A gust of hot air hit Father Lu's face, carrying a thick scent. The old man frowned and pouted, "What kind of soup is this?"

"Pork liver soup." The soup spoon made a few crisp sounds when it hit the rice bowl. Mother Lu held it up and almost handed it to Father Lu's lips. "You didn't want to drink some time ago, so I cooked it for you."

"Don't drink." Father Lu turned his head away, the boss was reluctant.Although he expressed his position with great attitude, he still looked at the gloomy woman next to him with some anxiety.

Before she gasped for breath and was about to growl, she opened her mouth obediently, "Let's have a drink."

Lu Yao couldn't help but laugh. At this time, the mobile phone in the living room rang, and she walked around the two of them and left the room.Picking up the phone on the sofa, he was a little taken aback after seeing the caller ID, and suddenly realized.

"Where is it?" As soon as he was connected here, Shao Yunchen couldn't help frowning, and his eyes were frighteningly cold.

At this time, the man had been sitting on the bench in the public rest area for almost an hour, holding a large box of popcorn in his hand, his eyes wandering back and forth in the empty hall.Occasionally, couples in a hurry can be seen coming, and after picking up the tickets, they enter the ticket checking area arm in arm.

Shao Yunchen put the popcorn aside, raised his watch and glanced at the time, "Lu Yao, you are late."

Lu Yao parted her lips, and she had already put this matter to the wind, "Well... there is something on my side that is too late, why don't we watch the next scene?"

"Next game?" Shao Yunchen had a gloomy face, "Where are you? I'll pick you up."

With a voice that was not full of emotion, Lu Yao hurriedly dealt with it while carrying her bag to the door, "No, I'm on my way, I'll be right there."

She changed her shoes at the door, not long after Shao Yunchen clearly heard the sound of the doorknob turning, and exposed it mercilessly, "You haven't gone out yet, have you?"

After finishing speaking, he got up and was about to go to the exit. He was not surprised to hear the woman's hesitant voice on the phone, and he couldn't help but curl his lips, "Wait for me at home."

Before the phone was about to hang up, Lu Yao closed the door again, said "um" softly, before she wanted to say anything else, she heard a loud commotion in the room, and then Mother Lu ran out from inside, her hands were stained with blood , "Yaoyao..."

The old man's eyes were trembling, and his voice was trembling uncontrollably. Lu Yao lost her mobile phone and bag, and quickly ran into the room past Lu's mother.

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in the hospital.

When Shao Yunchen rushed over, he found Lu Yao curled up in the stairwell of the hospital. She was smoking, and the cigarette butts scattered under her feet.

"Yaoyao..." He stood by the door and called out in a low voice.

What followed was a pair of big blood-red eyes, filled with shrunken despair and fear.

Seeing Shao Yunchen, Lu Yao subconsciously hid the cigarette in her hand, finally wiped the corner of her eyes, and said weakly, "You're here."

She has a peaceful voice, if it weren't for those eyes, Shao Yunchen would have been deceived by her pretended strength.

"I'm here." He took another two steps forward, walked up to her and knelt down, took the half-remained cigarette, put it under his feet and wiped it out, "Yaoyao, don't worry, I'm still here .”

This soft voice almost contained all the gentleness of the man.

Lu Yao sat on the steps, supported her knees with her elbows, and buried her face in her palms. After a while, tears soaked her entire palm.

"Yunchen, I'm almost without a father." Her voice was "buzzing" and couldn't be heard clearly, "My mother said that he has liver cancer, and I didn't know until it was at an advanced stage."

At this time, the remorse and self-blame pent up in her heart almost destroyed her, "He is indeed not a good person, many people hate him, but I can't, he is my father..."

As she spoke, she couldn't hold it back in the end, stretched out her arms and threw herself into his arms, crying loudly.

The crying sound echoed in the narrow cubicle, shaking Shao Yunchen's heart violently.

He stroked the top of her head with his broad palm again and again, and kept silent, but increased the strength of his arm again and again.

(End of this chapter)