Fu Ting's heart was sullen, like a big mountain, his emotions were piled up in his chest, and he didn't know how to vent.

At this time, J God sent a WeChat message:

[Be a happy child today]

Fu Ting didn't know why, the grievances suddenly broke out, and she sent them word by word, [Brother, if the relatives you care about very much suddenly become the one you dare not approach, what kind of mentality will you use to face it]

It took five minutes for God J to reply to her:

[How you got along before, how you get along now, but you have to know that since he is a relative you care about very much, then you are the closest family in the world, just keep a normal heart]

Fu Ting suddenly figured it out, turned off his phone, and lay down under the covers.

This night, Fu Ting dreamed, she dreamed of her previous life.

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Fu Ting knew that her father was very busy, and although she always expected her father to accompany her more, she would no longer make her father embarrassed.

She is becoming more and more well-behaved, more and more sensible, and can take good care of herself.

Time always flies, and the little girl who always expects her father to tell her bedtime stories grows into a big girl in the blink of an eye.

However, the father who became an actor is getting busier and busier.

Because father and daughter rarely get along, the relationship between the two is relatively indifferent.

Until Fu Pei's black material broke out, Fu Pei fell into the abyss of public opinion.

The whole network is very terrifying, they have destroyed Fu Pei's efforts for so many years, and all the halos have been extinguished.

Fu Ting couldn't help, he watched his father being attacked every day, trying to clarify, but was suppressed by the evil forces again and again.

Fu Pei's life was pushed into the land of no longer being returned in an instant.

They kept moving during that time, and Fu Pei was afraid that black fans would find them, so they lived in very remote basements.

Fu Ting opened his eyes several times, and saw his father guarding the door, a cigarette butt on the ground, and the man's eyes were red, and he didn't dare to sleep.

Later, Fu Ting realized that Fu Pei was actually protecting her.

In order to let his daughter sleep peacefully, he didn't dare to take it lightly for a moment.

Until Fu Pei's body was completely dragged down.

In the cold hospital.

Fu Ting saw that Fu Pei was covered with tubes, and his body was like a withered flower, decaying day by day.

She was very scared, her face was covered with tears, and when she saw Fu Pei's skinny body due to chemotherapy, she asked tremblingly, "Dad, does it hurt?" ”

Fu Pei was already dying, but he still pretended to be calm and said to her, "Don't cry, I'm fine." ”

No matter at any time, Fu Pei will not show the slightest fragile side in front of her daughter.

Even if he knew, he was no longer good, he could no longer stand up.

But he still won't cry out in pain, because he knows that he is Fu Ting's father, and if he is knocked down, his daughter will be afraid.

Maybe he is not a good father, but he is also trying to protect his daughter.

Until the end, Fu Pei died on the hospital bed, and the man who was like a mountain finally collapsed completely.

Fu Ting held Fu Pei's hand and pressed his face against his chest, and he couldn't hear the heartbeat.

Fu Ting unexpectedly didn't cry, she said softly,

"Dad, I will be very well-behaved after listening to it, I won't ask you to accompany me, and I won't make you embarrassed."

"Don't die, don't leave behind to listen to whether a person is okay, you wake up!"

"Listen to no more bedtime stories, I just want you to be well."

"Daddy."