The cp I'm smoking is fake [entertainment circle]

After lunch the next day, Ji Fuzhou went to the hospital.

The hospital is some distance away from Ji Minglan's home, but it is the best hospital in the city.

Ji Fuzhou made two subway transfers, which happened to lead to the outside of the hospital.

She didn't come to the hospital many times, and when she walked downstairs, she realized that she was empty-handed. She didn't feel like it, so she turned around and went to the fruit shop outside the hospital to buy a fruit basket.

The ward where Ji's father lived was a single room. The environment was quiet and elegant. When walking through the corridor, it was quiet and there was no noise.

The sound of footsteps became very obvious.

When Ji Fuzhou knocked on the door and entered, Ji's father had already opened his eyes, looked at her for a moment, then raised his chin to her, indicating to put the things on the cabinet, and he could sit on the stool next to him.

Other than that, there is no extra words.

Since Ji Fuzhou came to visit him, he turned around without putting down his things, but he still hesitated for a moment before moving the stool to the window and sitting down.

This place is not far from Ji's father, just in a safe distance between strangers and acquaintances.

There was silence after sitting down.

Ji Fuzhou looked at her father. The last time we met was years ago. When she came back, Ji's father was admitted to the hospital. Of course she wanted to visit him, but she just took a look from a distance and didn't say much.

It has always been like this between them.

Ji's father is a taciturn person, a full-time martial artist, used to being strict, and rarely sees a smiling face.

He is strict with his apprentices, and even stricter with his daughter, and there is no problem with saying "strict".

Ji Fuzhou was afraid of him when he was a child, but later in the rebellious period, he was looking forward to and bored with him, but he always recognized his majesty.

For a long time, in Ji Fuzhou's heart, her father was like a towering mountain, which couldn't be seen clearly even if she looked up, and it was difficult to approach.

Now that high mountain also looks old, with wrinkles on his forehead and around the corners of his eyes, and white hair between his temples.

But still silent, cold.

But at least he didn't look disgusted.Unlike Ji Fuzhou's mother.

When Ji Fuzhou looked at him silently, Ji's father was also looking at his daughter.

She has grown up.

Of course he has grown up.

Taking off her rebellious youth, she looks like a gentle girl who grew up doted on by ordinary people.

Too bad she isn't.

As his younger brother, Ji Fuzhou's uncle, said, Ji's father didn't really care about his daughter at all, after all, it was his only child.

It's just that when Ji Fuzhou was just born, he was very busy, and even the news of his daughter's birth was told to him by his younger siblings.

His wife planned to conceive without telling him, gave birth to a child, and when the child was born it was a girl again, but she became disgusted again.

For a period of time, his wife was irritable and moody, and stared at the baby who was still in her infancy with hatred on her face. Just once, he came back early and slapped his wife's hand that was pinching her daughter's neck.

That was the first time he had done anything to his wife.

Since then, he knew that the child could never stay with them again, so he entrusted his younger siblings to look after him.

And he still works as usual, even busier than before.

Only on holidays that cannot be avoided, he would go home and take a look at his daughter, but most of them were speechless when they met.

The younger brothers and sisters think that girls should be pampered and raised, but he is not. He thinks that daughters are no match for boys, so there are few moments of tenderness, and his words and deeds are strict and harsh.

Although he was not good at expressing tenderness, the younger siblings also used this as an excuse to defend him.

As for his wife's abnormal behavior, he has concealed it to this day, and feels that he is also at fault for not taking care of his wife carefully and causing her emotional problems.

Maybe it would be nice to wait until she gradually calms down and regains her senses.

At that time, he still had some expectations.

The rest of the Ji family only thought that the sister-in-law, who loved her elder brother deeply, was dissatisfied with her daughter's gender, hated herself for not giving birth to a son, and even tried to repair their mother-daughter relationship.

Even if they don't mind helping take care of the Ji family's first child, the rest of the Ji family will often take Ji Fuzhou to walk with her parents, hoping to help them strengthen their relationship.

Until Ji Fuzhou grew up gradually, the family members discussed holding a coming-of-age ceremony for her, and her mother hated her in front of everyone.

Wish she had never been born, wish she died.

Only then did the Ji family realize that this mother has no love for her child, but only hostility and hatred.

It is impossible for Ji Fuzhou's father and that woman's husband to know nothing about it.

It's ridiculous that they are also trying to make the mother and daughter strengthen their relationship, thinking that the child cannot live without a complete family.

That time, someone as gentle as Ji Minglan overturned the table in public.

The younger brothers and sisters who have always been considerate of the hard work of the elder brother looked at him with disapproval and condemned him, saying that the greatest misfortune of his daughter was to be born as their child.

Since both of them don't like this child, then they don't want to admit it at all. Their siblings are not enough to support a niece.

A family gathering breaks up badly.

For a long time after that, the rest of the Ji family drew a clear line with their eldest brother and sister-in-law. They didn't even disclose the news of where Ji Fuzhou went to college. When they returned home during the holidays, they would take them to their home as soon as possible. .

It wasn't until Ji's father was hospitalized due to illness that the younger siblings gradually resumed walking.

After all, he was also their eldest brother, who had brought them up since childhood, so he couldn't really ignore it at all.

And it's not that he doesn't really care about his daughter at all. When Ji Fuzhou was a child, he always brought something back from business trips and entrusted his younger siblings to hand them over to his daughter in their names.

Later, when Ji Fuzhou went to college, her parents were kept in the dark.

Her mother was indifferent, but Ji's father once pulled down his old face and humbly asked his younger siblings how his daughter was doing.

Ji Fuzhou never knew about these things, and there is no need to know now.

No matter what kind of psychology she has, her parents are not qualified parents, and they are not even worthy of being parents.

No one in Ji's family thinks that Ji Fuzhou should forgive her parents.

Including Father Ji himself.

So even if Ji's father fell ill, the doctor had vaguely mentioned that it might be approaching the terminal stage, and no one asked Ji Fuzhou to come back to visit her father.

Only when she can't let go of herself and is willing to take the initiative to come back, will she come back.

Now that she's back, it's definitely not out of love.

It is even more difficult to calm down and brood over years of accumulation.

Father Ji is well aware of this.

He deserves it.

However, he was already seriously ill in middle age, which was also retribution.

Two people stayed in the ward, one sitting and one lying down.

Ji Fuzhou couldn't find a topic, so he asked about his illness as usual, and Ji's father answered it lightly, and then fell into silence again.

The doctor had already told Ji Fuzhou about the situation before coming here.

In fact, Ji Fuzhou had nothing to ask at this moment.

Before she came here, she had a lot of questions to ask. The knots in her heart for many years were not so easy to untie. She also hated, annoyed, and wronged. She wanted to question her parents why they gave birth to her since they didn't like her.

Since he hated her so much, why didn't he strangle her before she could remember.

But seeing her father on the hospital bed, she didn't want to ask anything.

Probably just thinking that people are going to die anyway, and after death there will be a handful of loess, so there is no need to worry about the things in life.

If she didn't ask, Father Ji felt even more uncomfortable.

But it can only be endured.

The fate between them had been ruined by him from the very beginning.

After sitting for a while, Ji Fuzhou got up, told him something to let him have a good rest, and was about to leave when his mother bumped into her and opened the door to come in.

The brightly dressed woman is well-maintained, she doesn't show much aging on her face, she has somewhat similar eyebrows and eyes to Ji Fuzhou's, and she looks very gentle when she smiles.

But when she saw Ji Fuzhou, her expression immediately changed.

Embarrassment mixed with a bit of impatience and vigilance.

"Why are you here?" she demanded.

"Just passing by, let's see Dad." Ji Fuzhou greeted him casually, "I have something to do at night, so I'll leave first."

As she spoke, she opened the door of the ward, bypassed the woman, and walked out without looking back.

The woman stared at her back for a moment, and she didn't look away until Ji Fuzhou passed the corner.

When she turned her head to look at her husband on the bed, she felt guilty again.

But Ji's father didn't blame her, but turned his head to look at the branches outside the window.

It was already spring at this time, but the branches outside the house were still bare, with no buds visible.

He didn't know if it was just his window or everywhere else.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

The woman took small steps to the hospital bed with the thermos in her arms, put the thermos on the bedside table, and unscrewed the lid, with a gentle smile on her face.

"I made soup for you, get up and drink some."

She carefully poured the soup into the bowl and spoke softly and gently.

But her husband didn't look at her, and was as silent as a statue.

The woman's face was slightly stiff, but she got used to it, and soon returned to normal, and softly persuaded him: "The pigeon stew soup I often bought in the morning is fresh, you can drink a little, sick need nutrition most Yes, after drinking the soup, the disease will gradually get better."

Ji's father finally turned his head and took a look at her, his cold expression slightly loosened.

"It won't get better," he said. "This is retribution."

The woman shook her hand, and the soup spilled on the back of her hand, and the soup slid down her finger that had just polished her nails. She quickly took out a tissue to wipe off the juice, and hurriedly changed a bowl.

"I'll give you another bowl..."

"In the end, only you are with me, which is also retribution." Father Ji paused, staring into his wife's eyes, and said in a normal tone, "My retribution comes first, and your retribution is still behind."

Ji Fuzhou stood at the entrance of the corridor with his back to the wall for a while.

She couldn't really hear the movement in the ward anymore, and seeing her mother again was unexpected, but after actually meeting her, she didn't seem to care as much as she imagined.

It's like seeing a stranger.

There's nothing wrong with that either.

Years of unwillingness turned into ashes at this moment, the invisible weight on his shoulders suddenly lightened, Ji Fuzhou raised his head to force back the last tears, sighed long, and let go of the last thought.

From now on, she will live alone.

She will always find a real home for herself.