Keeping the promise

Zheng Wancheng sighed slightly and began to narrate what happened: "Your father lost control of his emotions, and then he suddenly fainted for some reason. I called a doctor, and the doctor said that he had psychological problems." There was a hint of helplessness and heartache in her voice. She still felt scared when she recalled the scene at that time.

As Li Yunxuan listened, the anger on his face was gradually replaced by shock. His brows were tightly furrowed and he muttered to himself, "I have never returned to this home since you left, Mom. I never knew he had such a fragile side." His heart was filled with complex emotions, and his impression of his father changed drastically at this moment.

Zheng Wancheng looked at her son and said earnestly: "Yunxuan, no matter what, he is always your father. Let the past be the past, and don't be angry with him anymore." Her eyes were full of tolerance and expectation, hoping that her son could let go of the resentment of the past.

Li Yunxuan was silent for a moment, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, including resentment, hesitation, and a hint of reluctance.

"Mom, I always thought he was very strong and invincible, but I didn't expect he had this side. But what he did before was really too much." He was struggling inside. On the one hand, he was angry at his father's past behavior, and on the other hand, he was struggling with his mother's persuasion.

Zheng Wancheng took Li Yunxuan's hand and patted it gently. Those hands conveyed warmth and strength. She said, "Yunxuan, everyone makes mistakes. Maybe he has realized his mistakes. Give him a chance, and give yourself a chance to let it go." Her eyes were gentle and firm. She hoped that her son could understand and forgive.

Li Yunxuan frowned and thought for a long time, struggling in his heart. Finally, he nodded and said, "Mom, I'll listen to you. As long as he doesn't hurt you again in the future, I can try not to bother with him." There was a hint of reluctance in his tone, but more of respect and love for his mother.

Zheng Wancheng smiled with relief and said, "Good boy, this is right." Her smile was as warm as the spring breeze, and her eyes were shining with joy.

Zheng Wancheng took care of Li Yunting all night without closing her eyes. She sat by the bed, staring at Li Yunting, not daring to relax at all. Her eyes were bloodshot from the exhaustion of the night.

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning poured into the room through the window, the soft light illuminated her haggard face. She stood up tiredly, her legs numb from sitting for a long time, and her body swayed slightly.

She told Li Yunxuan to stay by Li Yunting's side, her voice hoarse but firm, and then she dragged her heavy steps back home. Every step seemed as heavy as if it was filled with lead, and her back looked particularly lonely and tired in the sunlight.

In the morning, Li Yunting woke up slowly, his head was still a little dizzy, as if he was shrouded in a fog. When he saw Li Yunxuan sitting beside the bed, doubts came to his mind and his brows frowned unconsciously.

Li Yunxuan walked forward awkwardly and unskillfully helped Li Yunting sit up. His movements were a bit stiff, but he still tried his best to make his father more comfortable.

Li Yunting leaned against the head of the bed and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where is Zheng Wancheng?" His eyes were full of expectation and anxiety, and his heart was in his throat.

Li Yunxuan curled his lips and said unhappily, "Of course I went back." There was a hint of resentment in his tone. He felt angry when he thought of all the bad things his father had done to his mother.

Li Yunting's eyes dimmed instantly, and his face was full of loss, as if the world had suddenly lost its color.

He lowered his head and muttered to himself, "I did something to hurt her again. I'm afraid she won't forgive me this time." His voice was full of regret and self-blame. Every word was like a knife cutting his heart. He seemed to be shrouded in a haze and fell into deep self-loathing.

Li Yunxuan looked at his pitiful father in front of him and still felt a little bit reluctant.

He snorted and added, "She has taken care of you all night. If she doesn't go back to rest, she won't be able to bear it." Although he was still a little reluctant in his heart, he couldn't help but soften his heart when he saw his father like this.

After hearing this, Li Yunting's expression improved a little, and a hint of surprise and emotion flashed in his eyes, and that light was like a star in the dark.

He raised his head, looked at Li Yunxuan, and asked with a hint of expectation in his voice: "Really? She took care of me all night?" His voice trembled a little with excitement, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart.

Li Yunxuan rolled his eyes at him and said, "Can I lie to you? If it weren't for her, would you have woken up so quickly?" Although his tone was firm, there was a hint of concern in his eyes.