But he didn't expect that at the moment of his death, his son suddenly appeared in front of him.

"What are you doing?" Gu Qingcheng looked at Father Tang, and asked this sentence with a trembling voice.

Although Tang's father had already determined his will to die, in front of his son, he couldn't say this sentence anyway.

The morning breeze howled, obscuring everything around him, but it made clear the figure standing in front of him and the voice that appeared in his ear.

"I" stared at his son's clear eyes, and Tang's father suddenly lost the courage to run to death.

For him, there was nothing better in the world than his son's voice and his intently gaze at him.

These beauties made his originally dead soul emerge with a trace of vitality.

From that moment on, Father Tang had a touch of nostalgia for the boring world, and some pictures of the past began to flash in his mind.

In the picture, there is the flowery smile of his wife when he got married, and the immature face of his son when he first became a father

These beautiful pictures buried deep in his memory were gradually excavated and constantly staged in Tang Tianou's mind.

"I'm sorry" Although his heart has begun to waver, Tang Tianou still did not give up the idea of suicide. He lowered his head and stopped looking at his son's clear gaze.

Tang Tianou's hand holding the fence was trembling slightly, and his upper body sitting on the railing also trembled.

Gu Qingcheng silently approached Father Tang, stretched out his hand half a step away from him, and steadily grabbed Father Tang's arm.

Although the young man's figure is slightly thin, the force of his grasping at the moment is irresistible.

Father Tang subconsciously struggled, but did not break free, but was dragged off the railing by Gu Qingcheng under the action of inertial force.

When Tang's father was still in the middle and reacted, Gu Qingcheng quickly took a step and erased the last line of distance between father and son.

He stretched out his arms and hugged Tang's father, burying his head deep in his father's neck.

Father Tang only felt a burst of dampness and heat in his neck, and warm liquid flowed quietly into his chest along his neck.

Father Tang stood stiffly in place, a little at a loss.

At this moment, his brain completely lost the ability to think, and could no longer spin a single inch.

Just when Father Tang's mind was blank, the words suddenly recalled his consciousness.

He heard him say, "I need you." ”

Although it was a steady voice and a gentle tone, the short sentence composed of these four words instantly gave Tang's father great strength.

It turned out that the son still needed him.

It turned out that his existence was still meaningful.

It turns out that he is not exactly a burden and a burden to others.

For Gu Tingcheng, being able to say these short words is already the limit. If you say a few more words, I'm afraid that the warning sound of the system should come to my head again.

(In the past three days, I have been attending parties in a row, and I can't sleep until two or three o'clock every night, so the state of the code word at night is very bad.)

This afternoon, I started sitting in front of the computer at about 6 o'clock and wrote only more than 500 words in two hours, and it took more than two hours to write the last 1,000 words.

From tomorrow, I will resume the update time of 12 o'clock in the morning and 8 o'clock in the evening. Thank you for voting and supporting me all this time, love you! ）