Chapter 63: The Past Is Like Smoke (8)
"Xiaoxia, hurry! Call Daddy! Dong Xiaolan pointed at Li Xiangnan and said.
Xiaoxia stopped, flashed a pair of big and bright eyes, and looked at Li Xiangnan timidly.
"Xiaoxia, that's right, I'm my father." Li Xiangnan leaned down and stroked Xiao Xia's flushed cheeks.
"Daddy!" How many years have passed, Xiaoxia finally met her father. She called out to her father over and over again, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Where's Mom?" Dong Xiaolan asked Xiaoxia.
"Mom said to do something and I'll be back in a while." Xiaoxia said, handed the letter in her hand to Li Xiangnan, and handed the note to Dong Xiaolan.
Yang Yuru wrote on the note, "Sister Xiaolan, thank you for finding Li Xiangnan. Xiaoxia has a father, my mind is gone, and I can go with peace of mind. Sister Xiaolan, it is not appropriate for me to meet Li Xiangnan now, please think about it more. Greet him on my behalf and bless him. If there is an afterlife, you must renew your relationship with him. ”
Dong Xiaolan sighed deeply after reading the note. Li Xiangnan was surprised and asked Dong Xiaolan, "What's wrong?" What about Yang Yuru? ”
Dong Xiaolan handed the note to Li Xiangnan, "She doesn't want to see you, so let's go." ”
"Gone?" Li Xiangnan was shocked, took the note and read it over and over again, tasting the taste word by word.
"Ahem! She refused to forgive me. ”
Dong Xiaolan shook her head, "No, Yang Yuru has never hated you, let alone forgiven you." She was tormented by illness and took off her image. She wants to keep in your heart what she looked like more than a decade ago, not what she looks like now. ”
After Li Xiangnan heard this, tears welled up in his eyes. No matter what Yang Yuru becomes, now is the time for him to make up for his mistakes; If Yang Yuru comes to the end of her life, he will hold her hand, kiss her forehead, hug her wholeheartedly, and send her on her last journey.
"Dong Xiaolan, if you want to help me, you must know where she is."
"Ahem," Dong Xiaolan sighed repeatedly, "Let's go to the room and have a look, maybe she is still in the room." ”
Li Xiangnan listened, picked up Xiaoxia, and walked quickly upstairs.
Yang Yuru, who was hiding on the fourth floor, finally saw Li Xiangnan. Even though you look at it from the top down, you can still see it really. Li Xiangnan is still the same Li Xiangnan as before, the spirit is still there, the love is still there, and the more than ten years of waiting have not gone in vain. Now she really wanted to pounce on it desperately, but finally suppressed the impulse. What she had to say had already been written in the letter, and the daughter she couldn't let go of the most was already in her father's arms; The daughter was coquettish, with a bright smile on her face. She is happy for her daughter and happy for the new life she is about to start. She has no regrets or sorrows, and she can look at Jiuquan.
The door of the room was ajar, no one was there, and there was a faint fragrance wafting from it. Looking at Li Xiangnan with a disappointed face, Dong Xiaolan persuaded, "Let it go." If a person wants to hide himself, no one else can find him. Now the priority is to arrange the daughter. I know that you still have Yang Yuru in your heart, in fact, Xiaoxia is Yang Yuru, and being with Xiaoxia is equivalent to being with Yang Yuru. If you feel that there is anything you owe Yang Yuru, treat Xiaoxia well. Now Fang Qiuyan is still unknown. You have to plan ahead and get the work done. In short, you must create a good environment for Xiaoxia to grow up. Only by doing this can we be worthy of Yang Yuru's hard work; Only by doing this will Yang Yuru's infatuation not be wasted. In addition, I heard from the people in the department that you will soon go to Beijing to study, which is an important stage in your life path, and you should cherish it even more. You have limited time and energy, and you simply have the ability to take care of Yang Yuru. Let me take care of her instead of you. She and I are confidants, closer than sisters, so I can rest assured that she will be handed over to me. ”
Li Xiangnan looked at Dong Xiaolan in a daze. Probably because of his love for the house and Wu, he felt more and more respectable and cute about Dong Xiaolan. In the four years of college, Dong Xiaolan always likes to compete with him, especially after he broke up with Yang Yuru, Dong Xiaolan spoke even more viciously, often making him unable to get off the stage. But it's strange to say, not only does he not resent Dong Xiaolan, but he thinks that Dong Xiaolan is very manly, and feels that Yang Yuru is very lucky to have a friend like Dong Xiaolan. Yang Yuru refused to see him this time, which he didn't expect. Thinking about it, what Dong Xiaolan said is also very reasonable. Yang Yuru handed over her daughter to him at the last moment of her life, full of infinite trust and attachment. He wants to give his daughter the warmest home, the best education, and the most considerate fatherly love.
"Dong Xiaolan, I listen to you. Just trouble you to take care of Yang Yuru. Please tell her that Xiaoxia is her daughter, and even more so my daughter, and a father will never treat his daughter badly. After I'm busy for a while, I'll go to H City to see her. No matter what happens to her, she is the most important person to me. I also hope for an afterlife, and if that is the case, I am willing to be a cow and a horse for her to atone for the sins I have committed in this life. I can't wait, though. I'm going to accompany her through the last moments. I beg her not to reject me, or I will suffer the rest of my life in regret and pain. ”
After sending Dong Xiaolan away, Li Xiangnan dialed Fang Qiuyan's phone, "I'm Li Xiangnan, no matter what you're busy with, let it go, I have something important to tell you." ”
"Where?"
"The little conference room next to my office."
"Okay, let's get over it."
Li Xiangnan wanted to drizzle first, lest Fang Qiuyan say ugly things in front of her daughter. He instructed Xiaoxia not to leave the room, and then walked into the conference room next door.
Fang Qiuyan hasn't arrived yet. Li Xiangnan lit a cigarette, took a puff and snuffed it out. His heart was a little heavy. He didn't know how Fang Qiuyan would react when she knew the truth. According to his judgment, Fang Qiuyan would never give up, and would even drag him to the hall chief to avenge his grievances. The hall chief and Fang Kang were close friends, so they would naturally stand on Fang Qiuyan's side. But he couldn't make concessions on his daughter. If Fang Qiuyan was determined not to accept her daughter, then they would go their separate ways. As for whether he will be labeled as morally corrupt and whether he will be demoted and dismissed, then take one step at a time. But he still knows it. Although the director of the hall will protect Fang Qiuyan, he will not do things absolutely, and will not kill the mistakes made by young men and women more than ten years ago.
The door opened, and Fang Qiuyan walked in. She closed the door and turned to look at Li Xiangnan's face.
"What can't you say home? It's so mysterious. ”
"Sit down, let's talk."
Li Xiangnan no longer hesitated, no longer timid. He went straight to the point and explained his first love with Yang Yuru, as well as how Yang Yuru gave birth to a daughter, how she raised her child, how she got an incurable disease, and how she was orphaned in danger, from beginning to end. At the end, he said, "I have done something that is sorry for you, please forgive me." But I have to adopt my daughter and take on the responsibility of being a father. ”
"That's all?" Fang Qiuyan asked.
"I've made it clear to me that it's beating, scolding, or punishing."
Fang Qiuyan smiled, smiling very comfortably and calmly.
"Fool! That's a good thing! You and I have a good daughter so far, and our son has a good sister so far, why not? Besides, you belong to Yang Yuru, it's me who cut off your beard halfway, and I can't stand Yang Yuru; Now that she's seriously ill, it's time for me to make amends. ”