"If Dad had a choice, he would still stay here." After a long time, Lu Qiao uttered a sentence, in a low voice, obviously lacking confidence.

Why did Dad finally agree to Rand's return to the Imperial Capital...Of course it was for himself.

Young children need a good environment, at least food and clothing, and then a good education.

Lu Xingyu can bring Lu Qiao up well by himself, but compared with the resources that the Percy family can provide, all this is too insignificant.

Lu Qiao knew it clearly.

"...What happened to him?" Bai Luo stared at Lu Qiao's expression, and asked abruptly, "I originally thought that he had no worries over there, so he wouldn't..." Such an early death.

"I'm sick." He responded simply, sitting on a chair, looking down at the floor, his straight back became slumped for some time, far less straight than it was at the beginning.

That day, he watched his father being pushed away, and could only wait in panic all afternoon, but he still couldn't wait for definite news.

It was the longest afternoon of his life.

Later, he guarded the door, and when the doctor went out, he chased after him to ask what happened.At that time, he was still young, only half the height of the doctor.

The doctor knelt down and patiently explained a lot of nouns to him...he couldn't understand them all.

All I know is mental illness.

——Mental illness, invisible, colorless, elusive, made him at a loss, like a dull hammer, and made him freeze.

After sluggishness is panic.

Can't believe it.

Dad used to accompany him every day, but after that day, he saw him several times a week, and in severe cases, only a few times a month.

He is not a good boy who keeps his own law and order, so he climbed over the wall and lay down on the windowsill to see his father.

Dad was lying on the bed, seemingly quiet, as if he was just resting.

——But he clearly saw Dad's wide-open eyes, slightly trembling fingers, and rapidly rising and falling chest.The movement is extremely subtle, and it is difficult to detect without looking carefully.

But this couldn't escape Lu Qiao's eyes.

Perhaps out of some kind of strange intuition with tacit understanding, he realized almost instantly

Dad wanted to stand up.

But Dad couldn't stand up, not only couldn't stand up, but it was difficult to even move.

Even if the father is a healthy adult, the physical fitness test indicators are almost perfect every year.

... After the doctor told him a lot of words that day, he carefully read all kinds of esoteric and difficult materials.

Although I don't know much about it, at least I have a general impression.

For example, at this time, the five words that appeared in the material burst straight into his mind, as if accompanied by a spring, which could not be suppressed no matter how hard it was.

Somatic symptoms.

This is just an extremely short, extremely small moment in a long time.

But it almost became his nightmare every night.

Take another glance.

He saw a small door opened in the room.He recognized the sign on the door.

"Shock Therapy Room".

He fell to the ground all of a sudden, lost all his strength, and couldn't even move his fingertips.

It's like being caught in the heart by an invisible hand, but it's not enough, and it's strangling the throat again.

His father is obviously such a powerful person.

Back in Midtown, when his dad led him down the street, he couldn't help hearing malicious whispers.

In less than a week, someone would be waiting outside their house, begging for forgiveness from their father, and even stuffing all the toys they could find into Lu Qiao's hands.

After coming to Imperial City, Dad can also drive the mecha dedicated to Alpha to draw a beautiful track on the training ground—exactly the same as what he saw in the mecha textbook.

He clearly remembered the amazement around him, and the open arms of his father when he got down.

"I want to be like my dad!"

"Of course, Qiao Qiao is so smart, he will definitely be able to teach it." Dad's arms are always firm and strong.

But now, now.

He didn't dare to make a sound, just covered his mouth, and let the tears flow out of his eyes regardless of his image.

It quickly blurred everything.

The window was not closed. He sat under the window for a long time, and he could hear someone coming in and talking in a low voice.

Rand comes every day.

It was the first time he heard Dad talking to Rand when they were alone.

"I don't want to have electroshock therapy." Dad's voice didn't seem weak as expected.

"Let's listen to the doctor, shall we?" His father's voice was surprisingly gentle, as if he was carefully treating a fragile glass bottle - a tone he had never heard before. Normally, even if his father pampered him again, he would Forever majestic.

"The shocks make me forget things, and I hate that."

"The doctor said that the sequelae will dissipate quickly, and it only needs to be done once every six months..."

"Do not."

Dad's voice was cold and hard.

Lu Qiao had never heard her father speak like this.

...It was as if father and father had suddenly switched identities.

He sat under the window, thinking blankly.

There was silence in the room, and there was no sound for a long time.He curled his fingers, thinking about whether to sneak away.

"sorry."

While hesitating, the father's voice suddenly sounded, low and heavy, very light, like a hallucination.

"I told you that you don't need to be like this," Dad's tone was as cold as frost, and there was no emotion, no sadness, no anger, just extremely calm, "I didn't get sick because of you—after all, I got it." It's depression, not Stockholm."

Lu Qiao couldn't see what was going on inside the house.

But he could imagine his father standing frozen by the bed.

How did she want to speak, but was suppressed by the embarrassing silence.

"By the way - I told you before that we can share the same bed every month during the estrus period," Lu Xingyu said calmly, without any sign of shyness, "It won't work in the future, I plan to have gland sealing surgery, no Another estrus."

It wasn't meant to be something for kids to listen to.

But Lu Qiao grew up in the Black Star Belt, and she knew more things than adults imagined.

He doesn't feel shy or ashamed—it's just a necessity out there, the last resource a man with nothing can have.

Nature has nothing to do with love, nothing to do with marriage.

In fact, he only heard the words "gland closure surgery".

"Well," my father's voice calmed down, as if he had accepted all the facts, "I will come over then."

Performing a closed operation means that the mark left by Rand on Lu Xingyu must be removed at the same time.

"Sorry." He heard the sound of someone moving in the room, probably because his father got out of bed.

The window of this room is followed by a protruding long board, on which are placed various potted flowers that are said to help heal the mood.

Lu Qiao didn't know if she would be discovered, so she shrank subconsciously.

But he never moved.

Dad's voice came from far to near, floating down from above his head.

"You don't have to put up with a sexless marriage...so I don't mind if you go find another Omega. It's just—"

"Just what?" The father interrupted directly and asked.

Father is angry.

No matter how alienated he was, he had lived under his father's guidance for a few years, so he immediately imagined his father's angry expression.

"I have a request." Dad's tone was softer, as if the ice had melted a little. "Maybe it's a bit selfish——I hope you don't have a third child besides Lu Qiao and Arthur."

Lu Xingyu hoped that her child would be the only apple of the eye of the Percy family.This is just right now, Arthur is an alpha and can preside over the overall situation, and Lu Qiao is the only youngest son who is favored.

"...Is this the kind of person I am in your eyes?" The father seemed to finally be unable to hold back his anger, his voice was terribly deep, "Xingyu! We are already married! Do you think that I will... and make a a child?"

Dad seemed to be stunned for a while, and it took a long time before he said:

"Not in that sense, I mean, after my death."

—he couldn't listen any more.

While Lu Qiao was thinking this way, she felt that her body was firmly fixed and could not move.

Knowing father Mo Ruozi.

He understood immediately what Dad meant.

In the future, it doesn't matter whether the father continues or not, just don't want to have children.Brother Arthur still has family power from his mother, but if he loses his father's attention, he will immediately be alone and helpless in the imperial capital.

He is still young, but he has already understood the cruelty of power struggle among the nobles—although it is a little better than the Black Star Belt, the end of failure is not death.

But... a continuation?Dad said, after he died?

An indescribable fear flooded the sky.

What the hell is Dad talking about?

His father seemed to think the same way as him.

"Don't talk nonsense!" The father's tone was fierce, but he quickly suppressed it forcefully, and only prayed in a low voice, as if comforting, "You will recover soon-don't think about it."

Of course, this disease will not directly cause death physically...

Lu Qiao heard her father laugh inexplicably.

"I'm going to see Jojo tomorrow."

……

It was difficult for him to remember how he staggered and ran out that day.

That kind of heart-wrenching feeling is forever engraved in his memory.

The next day he couldn't hold back his tears in his father's arms.

Dad was as gentle as ever, patting him on the back and singing to him in a low voice.

He choked up and said that he wanted to go home, saying that his father must have been killed here.

Then he heard Dad's gentle but firm voice: "Jojo, I'm just sick, nothing serious—some illnesses just happen for no reason, and no one can be blamed."

Lu Qiao wanted to refute, but Dad had already started teaching him new shooting postures.

Later, it seemed that Dad detected something again... The elders kept it from him.

But gradually he has understood the reality that a certain point in the future will come.

Like a knife hanging over your head.

When the knife landed, he stubbornly lay beside his father's bed and refused to leave.

"Qiao Qiao," Dad kept telling him, "I will live here from now on, don't keep thinking about going back to Black Star."

It turned out that Dad could see through his thoughts.

"I don't like my father."

After a long time, he mumbled a word.

The master of this family, the alpha elder who has always held him in his palm and doted on him... He not only dislikes him, he would rather not have him in this world, nor let his father meet his father.

"Qiao Qiao, don't be petty." Dad rubbed his head, "He is a good father and loves you very much."

"Listen to your father and brother in the future, they will protect you."

"..." Lu Qiao lowered her head, and finally uttered a sentence, "Then is he a good husband?"

This question is a bit out of line.

Dad stopped touching his hand all the time.

Then he seemed to hear a sigh:

"Of course, yes."

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