Since Zhong Qingxiao and Ji Yunlan lived together, the two have never talked about Zhong Qingxiao's illness, but Zhong Qingxiao knew in her heart that Ji Yunlan didn't care about her, nor did she treat her calmly like herself.

Several times, when Zhong Qingxiao woke up by accident at night, she found that Ji Yunlan was talking on the phone behind her back.

After listening carefully, I realized that he was describing his own condition and illness.

Although Ji Yunlan did not mention the matter of seeking medical treatment in private, Ji Yunlan's silent embrace and silent sigh after each phone call already explained everything. Zhong Qingxiao knew very well that Ji Yunlan did not get what he expected from any authority. s answer.

The more and more frequent vomiting, fainting and other pathological reactions made Zhong Qingxiao realize that it was time to say goodbye to him.

On the morning of early spring, Zhong Qingxiao woke up in Ji Yunlan's arms as usual.

He quietly got out of bed and stood in the cloakroom to get dressed.

Ji Yunlan stood at the door at some point and asked, "Do you want to go out?"

"Well, I suddenly want to go back to the orphanage and see the dean."

Ji Yunlan walked behind Zhong Qingxiao and hugged him, and said in a sleepy voice in a low voice, "Didn't you go there during the Spring Festival?"

Zhong Qingxiao said: "Everyone was there during the Spring Festival, and I couldn't say anything to the dean. During the years when I was in college, the dean kept supporting me, so I wanted to donate the house and money to the orphanage."

Ji Yunlan hugged Zhong Qingxiao's arms tighter, "I'll go with you."

But when the two arrived at the orphanage and explained their purpose to the dean, the dean told the truth.It was only then that Zhong Qingxiao realized that the person who had been supporting her was not the dean, but someone else.

It's just that the person didn't want to reveal his identity, so Zhong Qingxiao didn't let him know.

After Zhong Qingxiao begged in every possible way, the dean gave the person's phone number and address.

Zhong Qingxiao called, but no one answered, so she looked for the address again.

In an old residential complex, Zhong Qingxiao found the unit at the address and went up to the second floor. When they saw the person who came out to open the door, Zhong Qingxiao and the person were surprised at the same time.

This man is less than fifty years old, but he looks like he is in his 60s. His brows and eyes are covered with deep lines of sorrow, black and white intertwined hair, yellow and loose white autumn clothes, especially the pair of dull and lifeless eyes. It looks extremely decadent.

Zhong Qingxiao opened her eyes wide and opened her mouth. It took a long while before she could say a word: "...Dad?"

This mysterious person who anonymously funded Zhong Qingxiao was Zhong Qingxiao's father, Zhong Yulin.

Zhong Qingxiao choked up and said, "So you've been here all along..."

Ji Yunlan was also taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately became furious, grabbed Zhong Yulin's collar, and asked, "Why did you hide if he didn't die? Because the child was terminally ill, he abandoned it cruelly, and then secretly gave some money in the name of others." , is this what a father should do!"

Zhong Yulin was surprised: "You...what did you say?"

"What did I say, I said you abandoned a seriously ill minor, you committed a crime!"

Zhong Yulin's lips moved slightly, and finally he roared angrily: "He is not my son!"

Ji Yunlan said angrily: "What did you say!"

Zhong Qingxiao pulled Ji Yunlan away and explained: "It's not Ah Lan, he didn't know that I was sick, and he is indeed not my father."

Ji Yunlan was confused.

After the three men entered the room, there was a moment of relative silence.

Zhong Yulin was sitting on the sofa, leaning forward with a fat and somewhat hunchbacked body, smoking a cigarette with his elbow on his lap and a sad face.

In the haze of smoke, the brows that always looked like they were frowning together made him look infinitely depressed.

Zhong Qingxiao sat across from her somewhat awkwardly, with an upright posture, just touching her knees with her hands, and Mosuo from time to time.

Among the three, the most relaxed person is Ji Yunlan.Leaning against the sofa, the left leg rests naturally on the right leg.His right hand loosely embraced Zhong Qingxiao's waist.

Zhong Qingxiao first apologized to Ji Yunlan, "I didn't tell you the reason for my father's disappearance, I'm sorry."

Ji Yunlan grabbed Zhong Qingxiao's waist with her hand, and said with a smile, "Oh, it's okay."

Zhong Qingxiao looked at Zhong Yulin who didn't say a word, and said, "I always thought we were a family, and I believe you are the same as me, so after learning that we are not related by blood, you couldn't bear the blow and left, right? ? After you suddenly disappeared, I was sent to an orphanage. During that period, I became very rebellious and irritable, and I often fought. Once, I was sent to the hospital because of excessive blood loss, and it was during that period that I got leukemia."

Zhong Yulin listened silently and smoked silently.

Zhong Qingxiao asked: "Since you don't want to see me, why did you send me money? If it was because you were worried about me, why didn't you contact me? After all, we have lived together for 13 years. In my heart, you are my father." identical."

Zhong Yulin raised his eyes to look at Zhong Qingxiao, then at Ji Yunlan beside him, hesitating for a moment.

Zhong Qingxiao knew that he cared about the presence of outsiders, and kept his family ugliness to himself.So he said: "I forgot to introduce you, he is Ji Yunlan, my boyfriend. I'm living in his house now."

Ji Yunlan sat on the side, and reluctantly called 'Uncle'.

Zhong Yulin stood up abruptly when he heard the words, "Did you come back here on purpose today to kill me?" When he raised his hand to hit him, his hand froze in mid-air, and in the end he just made a gesture and then retracted unnaturally up.

Zhong Qingxiao persuaded: "It's not your biological son anyway, why are you angry?"

Zhong Yulin sat down, lit a cigarette again, squinted his eyes and took two puffs, "That's right, it's not my son, I don't care about you. Go find your own father, don't trouble me here."

Zhong Qingxiao said: "The son of the unknown man whom you have hated for more than ten years, instead of honoring him, came to honor you. Shouldn't you be having fun secretly in your dreams?"

Zhong Yulin cursed angrily: "That is also the retribution for his own crimes."

Zhong Qingxiao's next words were cautious, trying not to touch the scars in Zhong Yulin's heart, "I have always wondered whether it is really that important if it is biological? Although I don't know what you and your mother have gone through, but If it were me, even if the woman I love is pregnant with someone else's child and is abandoned, as long as she is willing to marry me, I will definitely accept her child. Moreover, there are so many remarried and reorganized families, couples who go to orphanages to have sex There are so many, it can be seen that the relationship between family members does not necessarily have to be blood relationship! You used to be so good to me, just because there is no blood relationship, is it all a lie?"

Zhong Yulin also finished smoking his second cigarette, stubbed out the cigarette butt, frowned and said sadly: "If she confesses to me before marriage, I don't think I can't accept it. What disappoints me and hurts me is that she keeps hiding and deceiving me. , married me with someone else's child, should I just be fooled for the rest of my life! She never really regarded me as her husband, and she never trusted me!"

Zhong Yulin suddenly became manic when he was excited, grabbed his clothes and beat himself.

Zhong Qingxiao quickly grabbed him, "I'm sorry, I don't want to bring up the past to make you sad." Then, she took out a set of keys from her pocket and put them on the table, "I came here today to give you this. Nothing has changed except a new lock. I've moved out and you can go back anytime."

Zhong Yulin covered his face and sat opposite, frowning, silent.

Zhong Qingxiao stood up, "This may be the last time we meet, and I am very happy to see you at the end. Besides Ah Lan, I only have you as a family member. Although we are not related by blood, you raised me In 13 years, I was short-lived and I couldn't support you for the rest of my life, I'm sorry."

After speaking, he dragged Ji Yunlan away.

As soon as the two reached the gate of the community, Zhong Yulin chased after them.

She was still wearing slippers on her feet and was carrying a paper bag in her hand.There was still the same frown on his face, like an evil father who kicked out two juniors who made mistakes.

"Wait, take your things away."

After leaving these words, Zhong Yulin stuffed the paper pocket into Zhong Qingxiao's hand and turned back.

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