488. Tonight and Night, I See This Beloved—Bright Heavens Outside the Heavens3
Although I imagined the first time I met him, I never imagined that it would be like this.
Is that middle-aged man lying on the bed who is emaciated and dying really the biological father I have hated for more than 20 years?
His face is vaguely recognizable from the peerless elegance of his youth, and I have to admit that between my eyebrows, I am a little like him.
After all, he's my biological father.
But in the face of this person I have resented for many years, seeing him lying in front of me so fragily, and the indifferent words that have been brewing in my bones for many years, I can't even spit out a word.
So I had no choice but to remain silent.
In the midst of coughing after cough, he began to speak: "Xiao'er...... Father...... Ahem...... Father is sorry for you, sorry for your mother...... Now that I'm leaving, I'm going to make amends to your mother myself......"
He didn't use "father", nor did he call himself "I", for some reason, there was a trace of warmth in my heart. It was as if all of a sudden, I had a father.
But I still endured it and didn't speak.
Seeing my indifference, he sighed lightly and continued: "I know that you resent me, and I also know that I am not a qualified father, but ...... Xiao'er, I owe you after all...... Ahem...... This decree is a proclamation of your identity and an edict to your crown...... I...... I have told Xuan'er that you exist, and that He has My will in His hands, if you ...... If you are willing, you are the Cloud King of Tianchu, originally...... Ahem...... Originally, you were a generation of Chen characters, from the sun, but since your mother named you Xiao, you changed your name to Chu Chenxiao......"
Listening to him babble about these things that I didn't need at all, I finally couldn't help but speak: "My surname is Ming, and my name is Xiao." I didn't have a father since I was a child, why did I have the surname Chu? Chu is the surname of the country, how do the grass people climb high? ”
Hearing my words, he sighed lightly, and motioned with his eyes to the eunuch holding the holy decree to hand it over to me, and I stood there stubbornly, looking at him coldly, insisting on not taking it.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them, there was a hint of sadness in his cloudy eyes: "You resent me...... Is it as it should be...... Ahem...... I am not worthy to be your father...... But...... That's the only thing I can do for you...... Xiao'er ......"
- I didn't expect him to admit his mistake like this, since he knew his mistake, why did he abandon me and my mother in the first place? Even though his mother took advantage of his drunkenness to dedicate herself, but after all, she gave birth to his eldest son, why was he so ruthless, so that his mother died of depression in the end?
However, looking at the corners of his teary eyes, I finally reached out and took the bright yellow scroll of holy decree.
But he and I both knew that I would never use it.
There was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he said mournfully: "Xiao'er...... Sorry ......"
I still looked at him coldly, but I couldn't help but whisper: "Take care of it, there are so many miracle medicines in the palace, and you are only in your early forties." ”
He shook his head slightly: "I know my body...... Today, to see you today, I have no regrets in my life...... Ahem......"
When I finally left, my heart was heavy.
The man who has been resented by me for so many years, and who has supported me in secret for so many years, is actually going to die?
I thought about asking him to regret it, but I never thought about asking him to die young......
When I walked out of the palace, I couldn't help but look up at the sky, the blue sky and white clouds were so dazzling, I couldn't help but burst into tears.
A few days later, the national mourning, the whole country mourned. From that day on, all my underwear was changed to pure white.
- I'm not filial piety for that man, I'm just ...... I'm just because it's a state mourning.