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Although Wen Qiyu's face was still pale, his expression was no longer despairing.

He accepted the news of Wen Qishan's death, and after the resentment and entanglement faded away, only helpless sadness remained.

Wen Qiyu felt like his heart was filled with lead, and it hurt him a little.

He hailed a taxi and gave the address of the rehab center.

He wanted to personally send Wen Qishan to the place where his life would end.

He wants to send him for the last time.

When they arrived at the drug rehabilitation center, the guard led Wen Qiyu to Wen Qishan's room.

He saw Wen Qishan was wrapped in the cold and stiff pale sheets, and he could only vaguely see the outline of a human figure outlined by the sheets.

Wen Qiyu's feet went limp all of a sudden, and he almost couldn't support himself, and was barely dragged by the guard to sit on the chair.

The strong sense of weightlessness made him feel that everything was not real.

Unable to bear to see Wen Qiyu's despairing expression, the guard said softly to Wen Qiyu: "There was nothing wrong with Wen Qishan this morning. He ate breakfast normally, and then went to the chat room to participate. His speech today is much better than the previous few times. Great progress...I was very pleased that he could make such progress. But I didn't expect...Mr. Wen, please forgive me. "

It was only when Wen Qiyu opened his mouth that he realized that his voice was hoarse and trembling: "Thank you for taking care of my father during the last period...Thank you..."

"I want to be alone with my dad for a while..." Wen Qiyu said.

"Okay." The guard nodded and turned to leave.

Wen Qiyu was left with a room full of dead spirits.

Wen Qiyu tried twice before getting up from the chair. He stood in front of Wen Qishan's bed, staring at the corpse.

Wen Qishan... is dead.

died.

died.

Wen Qiyu felt weak all over, and the soles of his feet felt weak.With shaking hands, he lifted the sheet covering Wen Qishan's body, wanting to take another look at him.

Pale face.Closed eyes.

Wen Qiyu couldn't help shaking Wen Qishan's hand.

cold.

This person is his nightmare for more than ten years, but also the hope that he never expected when he was desperate.

He is, father.

"……dad."

Wen Qiyu fell to his knees as if losing all his strength, tears streaming down his pale cheeks uncontrollably.

Wen Qiyu firmly grasped Wen Qishan's hand with both hands, leaning his forehead on the edge of the bed, tears soaked the snow-white sheets.

No one will answer that "Dad" again.

Never again.

"Father!" Wen Qiyu finally burst into tears.He called over and over again, but only death and silence responded to him.

I don't know how long I cried, Wen Qiyu only felt that his tears had run dry.The knee hurt like a pinprick.

After several struggles and failed to stand up, Wen Qiyu had no choice but to reluctantly let go of Wen Qishan's hand, and tried to stand up by supporting the edge of the bed, but his vision went dark.

When he opened his eyes again, the first person he saw was Li Zhe.

"Ayu! You're awake! How do you feel?" Li Zhe hurriedly tested Wen Qiyu's temperature with his forehead.

"This is... where..." Wen Qiyu's hoarse voice couldn't be softer, and Li Zhe could barely hear it clearly by leaning his ear close to Wen Qiyu.

"At your home. Ayu, you fainted in... I rushed to find you, and I happened to meet you fainted in..."

"Where is Wen Qishan... Where is my dad? Where is he? I, I want to stay with him for a while..." Wen Qiyu was about to sit up as he spoke.

Li Zhe directly pushed Wen Qiyu down on the bed again, "Ayu, Wen Qishan... is gone. You can't... Ayu, you can't go on like this. Yan Xin said, you passed out three times today."

"Oh. Three times...who cares. Everyone who cares has left me. Mom died. Zhi Xu died. Gu Yan doesn't want me anymore. Dad, even seeing me for the last time..."

It was a firm hug that interrupted Wen Qiyu's words.The strength made Wen Qiyu feel pain.

"Ayu, Dad is here and won't leave."

Dad, is he dead?

correct.Myself, and another dad.

"...Dad..." Wen Qiyu's hoarse voice rang in Li Zhe's ear.

"Hmm. What's the matter, Ayu?" Li Zhe wanted to let go of his hand to see Wen Qiyu's expression, but felt that Wen Qiyu was trembling because of his movement.

"father!"

"Yeah." Li Zhe gave up and hugged him even tighter.

"Dad...Dad..."

"Father is here. Ah Yu, don't be afraid."

Time seemed to stand still.Wen Qiyu was quietly hugged by Li Zhe, feeling Li Zhe's scorching body temperature and strong heartbeat.

"Ayu, look at me." When Wen Qiyu stopped trembling, Li Zhe let go of Wen Qiyu and looked at him. "I swear, I will not leave you. Swear."

Amidst Li Zhe's promise, Wen Qiyu smiled palely, and then fell asleep again.