Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Betty couldn't let it go, but he spoke so decisively that she didn't dare to follow him.

Sara held her mother's hand, looked at the back of the departing man, turned her head and asked in a daze, "Mom, is this father... is he crying?"

Betty looked down at her daughter, her heart was sore, with mixed feelings, and she didn't know how to respond.

Qian Yu came up, patted Betty on the shoulder, and said in relief, "He must be suffering now, let him stay alone for now, and you don't mind his attitude."

Betty shook her head, expressing that she didn't mind, and then asked anxiously, "Have I...become a sinner? Now he must be the one who hates me..."

She already knew that Gong Beize was in the hotel lobby when he heard the bad news.

If it wasn't for her insisting on not meeting each other and keeping Gong Beize busy, maybe she wouldn't miss the last time with her elders.

This is a lifetime regret!

"Why do you think so? You don't know anything, and you didn't cause Uncle Gong to die." Qian Yu was afraid that she would have a psychological burden, and quickly comforted her.

But Betty was still sullen, frowning, feeling heavy and uncomfortable.

That's his father!

All alone, from illness to hospital admission to surgery to death in just a few days...

Who can accept it?

To make matters worse, his mother also fell ill.

"Maybe... I shouldn't have come." Betty remained silent for a while, muttering to herself.

If she doesn't come, Gong Beize will be disappointed, but he will never leave such a regret.

"Betty..." Seeing that she fell into a vicious cycle of self-guilt, Qian Yu didn't know how to speak to comfort her.

Sarah lifted her little head and looked at the adults helplessly, not knowing what was going on and why her mother looked so sad.

Seeing the worry in the child's eyes, Qian Yu knelt down and held the little girl's hand, coaxing gently: "Do you still want to go to Auntie's house today to play with your brothers and sisters?"

Sarah thought for a moment, then looked up at her mother again.

Betty came back to her senses, not knowing what was going on in her mind, she suddenly said to her daughter: "Baby, go to Auntie's house to play."

After the words fell, she explained to Qian Yu: "Let Sara go to your house first, I will stay in the hospital today, and I will go see him later..."

Thinking of the mournful figure of Gong Beize when he left, Betty still couldn't bear it and wanted to spend more time with him.

Qian Yu understood her thoughts and nodded, "Okay, then I'll take Sara back first."

The little girl was a little bit reluctant to part with her mother, so Betty hugged her, coaxed her gently and patiently for a while, and promised to pick her up at night, the little girl followed Qianyu and left.

Betty remembered Fang Ting's ward and looked for it, but found that there was no Gong Beize in the ward, and Fang Ting was still asleep.

She didn't go in and bother.

There was a nurse passing by behind her, she hurriedly caught up and asked, and learned that Gong Beize was at the mortuary.

She didn't understand what the mortuary meant. The little nurse saw her as a foreigner and took her there without explaining too much.

From a distance, she could see the wheelchair standing in the corridor.

Gong Beize sat there quietly, like a sculpture.

The lamp above his head was glowing with a faint white light, and no one else passed by in the corridor. The whole atmosphere looked cold, and the air around him seemed to be frozen, without any vitality.

The nurse brought him over and turned around to get busy.

Betty stood there for several minutes before recovering slightly and approaching him.

"Gong... Gong Beize..." She walked to the side of the wheelchair, staring sadly at the man's gloomy and cold face, and spoke lightly.

The man's expression didn't move, he didn't even raise his eyes, and his voice was so flat that there was no ups and downs: "Why haven't you left yet."

Betty raised her hand and explained embarrassingly, "I... I asked Qian Yu to take Sarah away, and I will stay with you."

"unnecessary."

After uttering these three words, he raised his hand and grabbed the rim of the wheelchair, turned in a different direction, and left slowly.

After sitting outside the morgue for so long, he still couldn't accept the fact that his father had left him.

Before entering the operating room tomorrow morning, his father reassured him, saying that it was not the first time this kind of operation was done, and it was fine, so he asked him to pay more attention to his mother and don't worry about him.

But it's not dark yet, and his world has been completely plunged into darkness because of his father's sudden and long death.

What's even more hateful is that he didn't even see his father for the last time.

Thinking of this, the pain in my heart seemed to explode suddenly, sweeping across my whole body in an instant.

Seeing him struggling to slide the wheelchair, Betty paused, followed immediately, and helped him push it from behind.

Gong Beize did not refuse, but still said like a walking dead: "Are you pitying me now?"

Betty said nothing.

Because she herself couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was.

In short, it is worrying, unable to let go, both guilty and self-blaming, but also distressed and sympathetic.

The wheelchair entered the elevator, and Betty lowered her head and asked him, "Are you going to Auntie's ward?"

The man doesn't answer.

She guessed it should be, so she followed the way the nurse took her, and pushed the wheelchair back outside Fang Ting's ward.

"Mr. Gong, the old lady is awake again." The nurse saw them and said hastily.

Gong Beize nodded, suddenly couldn't hide the pain on his face, and his eyes were instantly scarlet.

If the mother is not in this situation, what he wants to do most at this time is to cry for mother and son.

But now, no matter how painful it is in his heart, he has to carefully hide it, in case his mother can't stand the blow...

Before entering the ward, Gong Beize gave the order to evict the guest again, "You can go, we have nothing to do with each other for a long time, you don't have to wrong yourself just because you pity me."

Betty moved her mouth and was about to speak when he continued: "My mother is delirious, her memory is confused, her physical condition is very bad, she can't be stimulated, you'd better not go in."

When he said that, Betty didn't dare to force her, so she silently let go of her hand holding the wheelchair.

Gong Beize slid the wheelchair into the ward by himself.

Fang Ting was awake, and the nurse was feeding her water.

Seeing a familiar person come in, Fang Ting rolled her eyes, "Ah Ze... I know you, you are my son."

Gong Beize packed up the pain in his heart, came to the hospital bed and stopped, and said gently: "Mom, it's me, I thought you didn't even remember your own son."

Fang Ting said in a low voice: "I remember, I remember everything... But, it's a bit chaotic—it seems that my brain and body are out of control..."

Fang Ting's body is indeed out of control now.

Cerebral hemorrhage is often accompanied by the regression of physical functions, some will be hemiplegic, and some will even be completely paralyzed.

She is still conscious now, but half of her body is extremely numb, and her right arm is obviously not in control.

Hearing what she said, Gong Beize slowly raised his hand to hold his mother's right hand, and gently massaged and kneaded her, "The doctor said, when you get better, do rehabilitation slowly, and you will get better."

Fang Ting nodded, and looked farther away: "Where is your father... I didn't see him."

Gong Beize's heart twitched violently, he braced his face, and said in a calm tone: "These days, there are a lot of things in the company, my leg is still injured, and it's not convenient to go to the company, so Dad is busy at the company .”

Fang Ting said "Oh" unresponsively, and fell silent again, as if her mind was empty and her eyes were empty.

At first, she was worried that her mother would ask about her granddaughter again, but after a while, she didn't mention it, and she seemed to have forgotten about it again.

After five o'clock, dinner was delivered.

The nurse raised the hospital bed a little higher and carefully fed Fang Ting the soup.

Fang Ting looked at her son and said kindly: "You can go eat too... Don't be hungry, ask your dad... When will you get off work, come and see me... It seems like I haven't seen him for a long, long time."

It has been a long time indeed, and it will be a long time before we can see each other again.

Gong Beize trembled with pain in his heart, he didn't even dare to speak, he just nodded and turned to leave.

He was afraid that if he stayed for a while, he would not be able to bear the truth.

The door of the ward was closed, and tears fell silently. He leaned on the armrest of the wheelchair with one hand, pressed his fingers on the sore corner of his eye, and tried his best to adjust his emotions.

There is no way to hide it like this, I don't know if I can survive it for a few days.

At this time, he hoped that his mother's sequelae would be more serious, and it would be better not to remember anything, that would be great.

"Gong Beize, if you want to cry... just cry hard, don't hold back... you will feel better if you cry." Betty didn't leave, she waited in the corridor.

Seeing the man bowing his head and sobbing silently after he came out, he couldn't help but stepped forward to comfort him.

Gong Beize was slightly startled, obviously he didn't expect that she was still guarding here.

The man continued to keep his face down, silently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers, took a deep breath secretly to calm down his emotions, and then slowly raised his head.

"Why don't you leave? Your husband doesn't care about you?" He continued to speak indifferently, and suddenly his attitude towards her was extremely indifferent.

Betty didn't answer, just said: "Can you change the place, I have something very important to tell you."

Gong Beize turned his head and looked at her seriously for the first time.

Betty looked at the red tide in his eyes, and her mind became more determined.

She stepped forward, walked behind the man, and helped him push the wheelchair.

The two went downstairs and stopped in the gazebo in the small garden of the inpatient department.

Betty sat across from him, clasped her hands together tangled, silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Let my daughter follow you."

Gong Beize's painful and indifferent eyes suddenly lifted up, showing shock and astonishment.

Betty took a deep breath, turned her head and looked at the gradually darkening night around her, "I have encountered some things here, and I can't live with my daughter for the time being, haven't you been looking forward to her returning to you?" ? Exactly..."

Hearing her words, Gong Beize couldn't restrain the anger in his heart, and his face darkened: "What do you think of your daughter? A burden? You think she is a burden, so you just throw it away?"

Betty shook her head, her eyes couldn't stop stinging, "I'm not abandoning her, it's just temporarily, I can't take her back to China, she is with you, I will come to see her often."

Gong Beize suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked: "What is the reason that made you change your decision suddenly? If you just pity me for losing my father just now, and want to give me a comfort, then there is no need."

He couldn't make up for the loss of his father by hurting his daughter.

The pain of being abandoned by a mother is as profound to a young girl as the pain of losing a father forever, if not more lasting.