I don't care about late affection

Both Song Ruoqing and Song Jinglun breathed a sigh of relief.

It was only after Father Song finished eating that Song Ruoqing suddenly realized: "Oh no, I forgot to put salt."

"But Dad finished eating."

Song Jinglun turned his head to look at the empty bowl next to him.

Song Ruoqing also took a look, and said uncertainly: "Could it be that Mom forgot to add salt when she made noodles?"

The siblings looked at each other and finally decided not to discuss the taste of this bowl of noodles anymore.

It didn't taste good either.

"Let Dad rest for a while." Song Ruoqing said, stepping forward to cover Song's father with a quilt.

Suddenly looking at Father Song's expression, he felt something was wrong.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and placed it under Father Song's nose.

Not breathing.

"Brother..." Her voice trembled: "Dad, dad..."

"Qingqing, what's the matter?" Song Jinglun also realized something, and his whole body became terrified.

Just when the brothers and sisters were about to tell the truth, Li Hannian suddenly said: "Don't think about it, the heart rate of the father-in-law next to him is still normal, he just fell asleep and nothing happened."

Song Ruoqing turned her head and glanced at the equipment next to her.

Couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Just: "Then why didn't I feel Dad's breathing just now?"

"Maybe your breathing is shallow, maybe you are too nervous." Li Hannian guessed: "Qingqing, don't be too nervous."

According to what Li Hannian said, Song Ruoqing took a closer look, and then saw father Song's chest rising and falling slightly, that it was really all right, so she was completely relieved.

"Han Nian, it's lucky to have you, otherwise we really thought something happened to Dad."

Song Jinglun thanked Li Hannian.

Just now he really thought something happened to Song's father.

"Don't be polite to me, now is the most important time for father-in-law, but don't worry too much."

It's just that although Song's father was safe and sound this time, it wasn't an accident.

But it didn't last long.

After a week, Father Song never woke up again.

One late night, Song Ruoqing fell asleep lying on the bedside with Song's father.

Suddenly hearing a long beep of "beep...", she suddenly woke up from the dream, and turned her head to look at the heart rate that became a straight line.

He knew that Father Song had really left.

"Dad, you go."

Tears rolled down her eyes one by one, but she didn't cry like she did at the beginning.

"When you get there, you will be reunited with Mom."

Although the modern society would no longer believe this, Song Ruoqing wanted to believe it. After all, there was such a thing as rebirth, so what else was unacceptable.

"Qingqing."

Li Hannian also woke up, stepped forward and hugged Song Ruoqing tightly in his arms, wanting to give her more warmth.

For the rest, he couldn't say any comforting words.

"Han Nian, I hurt." Song Ruoqing said.

"Where does it hurt."

"My heart hurts."

Song Ruoqing raised her hand and grabbed her heart, the dense pain spread inside, and she didn't know how to deal with the pain.

"I know, I know." Li Hannian's eyes also turned red, and he comforted her: "Father-in-law walked away peacefully, he is very relieved, you can see that there is still a smile on the corner of his mouth."

"He is happy."

Song Ruoqing followed Li Hannian's words, and she saw a smile on the corner of Song's father's mouth.

Father Song finally ended his physical pain and gained spiritual freedom.

Today was Li Hannian and Song Ruoqing who were guarding the night beside Song's father. Song Ruoqing couldn't think of anything else, so Li Hannian had to deal with it.

He called Song Jinglun to inform him.

The doctor also came over when he got the news, and covered him with a white cloth after the examination.

It is already terminally ill and cannot be cured.

In the middle of the night, Song Jinglun was pale and came running in pajamas and slippers, even losing one of his shoes on the way.

Looking at the white cloth covering Song's father, his whole body shook.

"Why didn't you say it in advance." He said blankly.

The doctor was still there and told them, "It's two days earlier than expected, but it's within normal circumstances."

Sometimes, it is possible that the estimated time will be advanced or delayed due to various factors.

But the result will not change.

In such a situation, the doctor was very afraid that Song Ruoqing and Song Jinglun would make trouble, and with Li Hannian around, it would be a big deal, but although the doctor was worried, he still didn't leave.

But Song Ruoqing and Song Jinglun didn't make trouble.

The brothers and sisters had long accepted the fact that Father Song would leave, and they were already prepared in their hearts.

Although Song's father left suddenly, they were deeply saddened, but their rationality remained and they did not collapse.

The family stayed overnight in the hospital.

Until the sky was bright, the morning sun shined on Song Ruoqing's face through the window.

Somewhat dazzling, she raised her hand to block it.

The sun rose again, but Song's father was completely gone.

The tears on Song Ruoqing's face had dried up, leaving traces of tears on her face.

Li Hannian looked distressed, hugged Song Ruoqing and said, "Qingqing, cry if you want."

Song Ruoqing shook her head and said, "I can't cry anymore."

She got over that grief, or rather, felt very sad, but she couldn't cry anymore.

Her eyes were very red and swollen, but she didn't realize it.

Li Hannian felt distressed, but knew that it would be useless to say any comforting words now, and could only wait for Song Ruoqing to come out of her grief.

"Qingqing, it will be fine, don't take it to heart."

"It won't be okay, my dad won't come back." Song Ruoqing shook her head, and said again: "But it's okay, this time it's time to see him off."

When Song's father died in the previous life, his body was broken and he couldn't see his original appearance at all. Song Ruoqing only received Song's father's ashes in the end.

Even the cremation was handled by Song Jinglun.

This time, at least he can stay with Father Song and fulfill his last wish.

Time cannot stand still, and Father Song's body cannot stay here forever. Someone will soon come to send Father Song to the morgue, and then wait for cremation.

When she was about to push Father Song away, Song Ruoqing finally came to her senses and stood up to stop her.

But was stopped by Li Hannian, he said: "Qingqing, let father-in-law go away in peace."

Song Ruoqing paused, and then withdrew her hand.

Song Jinglun was a man after all, after a night of grief, with Yuan Anran by his side, he gradually recovered.

Facing Li Hannian, he said, "Next, I have to deal with my father's funeral. I can't take care of Qingqing, so Qingqing can only be taken care of by you."

"Don't worry, leave it to me, I won't let Qingqing have anything to do."

Li Hannian nodded solemnly.

Song Jinglun nodded, took Yuan Anran's hand and said, "Let's go home first."

"Okay." Yuan Anran looked at Song Jinglun worriedly.

Song Jinglun reluctantly said: "I'm fine, I won't collapse."

……

three days later.

Father Song was cremated and buried.

A group of people went to the tombstone to say goodbye to Father Song.

Song's father and Song's mother were buried together, and their tombstones were put together.

"Mom and Dad, you have a good journey. I will take good care of myself in the future. My eldest brother and I will be happy. You can rest assured."