Chapter Ninety-Six: Feeling His Presence
"Alright, alright, Dad's good daughter, it's sad to see how much you scream." Zhan Chengzhi gently patted Zhan Sisi's back a few times and said comfortingly.
There was endless kindness on that slightly old face.
"Dad, where have you been all these years, and how have you lived?" Jenss settled down and asked with concern, the excitement in her heart and the father-daughter relationship that she hadn't seen for many years was surging wantonly.
"I, I'm sorry for you, Sisi, Dad is useless, Dad is not worthy of being your father! After the accident, he actually evaded responsibility, and let you bear a qiē for me, let you suffer, let you go to prison, and let your youth be buried in prison! Daddy damn it, damn it! Zhan Chengzhi lowered his head deeply, clutched Zhan Sisi's quilt tightly, and regretted not being at the beginning.
"Dad, I don't blame you, I don't blame you, really, don't blame yourself, this is what a daughter should do. It's just that the daughter wants to know, why didn't the father come to see his daughter for so many years, do you know how worried your daughter is about you? Looking at Zhan Chengzhi, who blamed himself and felt guilty, Zhan Sisi's heart was more painful and uncomfortable than him.
"Sisi, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's not that Dad didn't come to see you, but after the accident, Dad panicked for a while, fled to Yunzhou, had a high fever, was unconscious, and after waking up, he was vague about the previous one, until yesterday Dad accidentally saw the newspaper, Dad suddenly remembered you, I'm sorry, Sisi, how can Dad forget you, how can you. ”
"Uncle, don't be too sad, I won't blame you." Yun Ke held Zhan Chengzhi's shoulder and said with concern.
"You, you are?" Hearing Yun Ke speak, Zhan Chengzhi raised his eyes and looked at the man who had been standing behind them silently.
"Oh, Dad, he's Yun Ke, and we're married." Seeing Zhan Chengzhi asking, Zhan Sisi hurriedly explained that they are now husband and wife, husband and wife.
"Oh, yes, I remember, the newspaper says about your wedding the day before yesterday. Well, what is that uncle? Jensi was a little excited, looking at the tall and handsome man beside her, she couldn't help but feel a little happy in her heart.
"Oh, yes, yes, Dad." Yun Ke screamed a little rustily, but he still admitted this old man in his heart, no matter what, as long as the family is reunited. In the past, grievances and grievances were not as important as family affection.
"Huh!" Zhan Chengzhi happily agreed, there was joy in his heart, and at first glance, he felt that this young man was good.
Seeing Zhan Chengzhi's smile on his face, Zhan Sisi and Yun Ke couldn't help laughing, and their hearts were warm.
"Dad, is there anything uncomfortable about your body now?" Thinking that Zhan Chengzhi said that he had a fever just now, and he was unconscious, Zhan Sisi still felt a little scared and worried.
"It's okay, it's okay, some of them are just old problems, don't worry. Dad is so happy to see you again in this life. ”
"Dad, it's all over, aren't we reunited, from now on, we have to be together and live a good life. There will never be another separation. Gently hugging Zhan Chengzhi and leaning on his shoulder, which could no longer bear the wind and rain, Zhan Sisi felt his body temperature, felt his storage, and felt happiness.
"Good, good. No more separation, no more separation. Zhan Chengzhi trembled slightly, and there were tears in his eyes.
Yun Ke warmly watched the scene of the reunion of the two fathers and daughters, and felt a lot of comfort in his heart.
Life is so wonderful, whether it's good or bad, it always appears inadvertently and catches you off guard.
Sometimes it breaks down, sometimes it makes you cry.
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Lan Zinie stood quietly beside his father's bed, helping him wipe his face. The hand that swam slowly was so sluggish, so jerky, so weak.
"Dad, you'll forgive me, right?"
"But even if you can forgive me, I can't forgive myself." Lan Zinie muttered to his father, who was already in a vegetative state without saying a word on the bed. The whole person has lost his former sharpness, and has been replaced by a kind of sadness of losing a loved one.
Within 3 days, he lost two of his loved. It can also be said that it is three.
A qiē suddenly came without any warning.
It turns out that hatred can also indirectly destroy a qiē.
"Dad, wake up, open your eyes and see how many bad things your son has done...... Lan Zinie slowly squatted on the edge of the bed, leaning his head weakly on the edge of the bed, his deep eyes looking indifferently at the luxurious ceiling. No matter how noisy it was outside, he didn't hear it, and his mind was full of pictures of the past few days. Scene by scene, scene by scene.
Yun Shuyao's funeral is not over yet, and many celebrities are still coming one after another. And outside the gate of the villa, dozens of reporters were around, probably all of whom came to interview Yun Shuyao's death, and the real process and more accurate information about the Lan family's director's hanging bag. Some people even want to meet the director in person, which is closer to the truth. Lan Zinie found a few security guards and prevented any reporter from entering.
And on the side of the hospital, Xiao Ziying was staring at the TV screen closely, looking at the big house where he had lived for a while, and he was looking forward to seeing Lan Zinie's figure.
He didn't know what had happened in the past few days. Jensi didn't go to see him, and even Yun Ke only went to see him occasionally. It was both amazed and frustrated to him, but fortunately, he received calls from Jenss every day. It's kind of comforting. He knew she had been busy lately.
At this time, the TV screen began to make noise, and a black figure appeared on the screen.
When Xiao Ziying saw it, his eyes immediately lit up, but then, his eyes became deeper and lower. He found that his father, who was so handsome and cold in the past, had changed.
His peerless face was covered with stubble, and his face was very bad, as if he had just returned from a walk from the king of Yama, lifeless. Although he still looked so cold and proud, he always felt that he was haggard.
"Daddy, Daddy!" Xiao Ziying pointed at Lan Zinie, and still shouted a little excitedly. How he wished, he could answer. He hadn't come to see him for days.
And Xiaowan, the nanny who has been accompanying and taking care of him for the past two days, is quietly wiping the tears that have just flowed out. She also reads the newspaper.