It's late at night.

The hospital rooms are very quiet.

Zuo Jiamu was lying on the hospital bed, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, and turned his head to look at Su Tong who was on the bed next to him, probably tired! Looks like he's sleeping heavily.

Hospitalized for a week, Su Tong always perfunctory him, saying that every time his son came to see him, it was when he was asleep, how could he believe it, think about what he had worked hard for most of his life for his career? Isn't it just to let his only son have a bright future and a carefree life?

But everything backfired, just when his career was at its peak, when he was at the most proud time in the business world, his son died unexpectedly, which made him feel painful.

Maybe God took pity on him, before his son's death, his father almost didn't care much about his son, just when he regretted it and was grief-stricken, the son after death actually came back!

He is not good at words, but he is really excited, he always thinks that this is God's favor for him, God let his son come back, maybe it is so that he can slowly make up for the lack of love for his son for so many years.

But he was still disappointed, in the past few days in the hospital, he was not only in physical pain, his heart, and at the same time fell into the pain of losing his son again, this pain, even more violent than physical pain, a thousand, ten thousand times!

Thinking of this, my eyes blinked, and the corners of my eyes moistened again!

Close your eyes, swallow your saliva, your heart rises and falls, and it hurts like a river and a sea.

He closed his eyes, not wanting to open them again, the pain of insomnia, indescribable.

Hand, I don't know who grabbed it, it was Su Tong, no, she was still asleep next to her?

After thinking about it, I didn't dare to open my eyes, could it be my son? Did you really come to see him while he was asleep? There was a burst of excitement in my heart, even so excited that I almost stopped beating, resulting in suffocation.

He didn't dare to move, he knew that his son had rejected him as a father since he was a child, when he was alive, and when he died, he was also rejected.

He didn't dare to open his eyes, he was afraid that as soon as he opened his eyes, his son would disappear!

He felt his hand being put into the quilt, he felt that someone was covering him, but he was still afraid, afraid that before he could open his eyes, his son would leave!

He gasped inwardly, his eyes creeping open a little slit.

Then, his most beloved son really appeared in his sight!

He was really a little unbelievable, his son actually covered him with a quilt, and watched him by the bed, and then he could only hold his breath and pretend to sleep in order to keep his son for a few more moments.

Zuo Qingtian quietly sat on the stool next to the bed, looking at Zuo Jiamu who was sleeping, the dark light was turned on in the ward, and under the light, Zuo Jiamu's face looked a little pale.

Zuo Qingkong sighed, which made him think that Zuo Jiamu and Su Tong in the future would be without family happiness until they were old.

Their son is gone. When they get old, what do they do? One day, they can only lie in bed and can't take care of themselves, who cares?

Thinking of this, I was irritable, like sitting on pins and needles, and I got up and planned to leave.

"Clear sky!"

The moment Zuo Qingkong got up, the person who was sleeping on the hospital bed, I don't know when, woke up, and grabbed his hand, he was really startled, he didn't know what it was like in his heart, looked at his hand that was grabbed, endured sadness, and was silent!

"Clear sky!" The man in the hospital bed shouted again.

The voice sounded a little weak, it sounded a little weak.

Zuo Qingkong could only raise his eyes and look at the face of the person on the hospital bed, his eyes were facing each other, and what he saw from his eyes was a downfall, a hurt, an expectation, a waiting, an old man's lonely, helpless eyes.

Such Zuo Jiamu, how could he have ever seen it, in his impression, Zuo Jiamu was majestic and powerful, but now, it is so - pitiful!

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't even call out Daddy!

Oh, yes! The left clear sky of that life is dead, and even the soul of that life - is gone!

Now he is not the same him, that he is just an episode of his, but the person in front of him makes him so sad.

"Clear sky, don't be in such a hurry to leave, stay, accompany Dad!"

Zuo Jiamu's voice is looking forward to, waiting, Zuo Qingtian has the patience to leave?

Zuo Qingtian looked at the person on the hospital bed, looked at the clenched hand, raised the other hand, clenched his hands, smiled, and said excitedly, "Dad, is your body better?" ”

"Dad-it's okay! Dad - good! Daddy just misses you so much! ”

Zuo Jiamu's kind gaze made Zuo Qingkong's eyes a little flustered, and he couldn't bear to look at it directly!

Putting aside his gaze, he pretended to be calm, "Dad, actually, I come every day, but every time you fall asleep, I can't bear to call you!" ”

Zuo Jiamu listened, and finally put his heart back in his stomach, it turned out that Su Tong really didn't lie to him, but he was too greedy to snooz, and he actually slept so much that he missed the opportunity for his son to come to see him!

A reassuring smile on the corner of his mouth! The feeling of having my son by my side - it's so nice!