After the divorce, Mr. Sheng regretted it

Mother Yang looked at Yang Zhenglin worriedly: "Zhenglin, you must not take this seriously! Why did I decide to tell you this after a psychological struggle? I was just afraid...you There is no escape from such a fate."

"You and your father are the two most important men in my life. Now that your father is like that, I really don't want to see you...be like that in the future."

She had witnessed Yang Zhenglin's grandfather when he was mentally ill.

At that time, they didn't have any sense at all.

Otherwise, Yang Zhenglin's grandfather would not have run onto the road and was hit to death by a car.

There was a faint pain in Yang Zhenglin's heart.

He was planning to bring Sheng Yuluo back to meet his parents, why... but he suddenly let him know about such a thing?

"Mom, no, look, am I okay? This kind of thing is not absolute, do you think so? Maybe I am the luckier one." Yang Zhenglin also said that It was comforting myself.

But Yang's mother directly poured cold water on him: "Zheng Lin, I thought so too. But not everyone can be so lucky. Your father was fine before, but he suffered from mental problems in the past two years. And, there were no signs of it."

Yang Zhenglin couldn't help falling into silence.

He lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

"Zheng Lin, just in case...won't you... go there regularly to receive preventive treatment? Maybe we can escape this catastrophe? Hmm?" Mother Yang asked cautiously.

Yang Zhenglin forced a smile, his palms were already sweating quietly: "Mom, don't worry about it, how old am I, and... I'm really fine, I won't be affected, so don't worry."

"But..." Mother Yang was still trying to convince Yang Zhenglin.

But Yang Zhenglin interrupted her: "Mom, don't mention this. You can take me to the hospital to visit my father first."

"Okay, let's discuss this matter later." Yang's mother had no choice but to compromise for the time being.

She was also afraid that if she pushed too hard, it would bring great psychological pressure to Yang Zhenglin.

Afterwards, they went together to the mental hospital where Father Yang was.

When Yang Zhenglin passed by, Father Yang was squatting under the tree, staring at the tree hole over there seriously.

Seeing his father, who used to be like a mountain, propping up the family, now turned into this appearance, Yang Zhenglin felt very uncomfortable.

He also noticed that his mother was quietly wiping away tears.

For the father to become like this, it must have been a big blow to the mother.

"Dad, what are you looking at?" Yang Zhenglin asked as cautiously as possible.

But Father Yang made a silent gesture at him: "Shh! Don't talk! Aliens are sleeping inside!"

"Alien?" Yang Zhenglin frowned.

Father's condition...is really getting worse.

"That's right, this alien is my friend. I have to help it guard this tree hole so that it can rest well." Father Yang said solemnly.

When Mother Yang heard this, the sad look on her face became more and more sad.

"Your dad has been like this recently. He's talking nonsense more and more."

Yang Zhenglin's mood became extremely complicated, and he was almost speechless.

After leaving the mental hospital, Yang Zhenglin sent his mother back first.

Afterwards, he drove back to his residence.

While driving, he thought a lot...