Chapter 314

Shuya tried to break away from Han Mo's hand. She struggled several times, but she was still shackled in place. "Let go of me, why don't you let me go, I want to go, I want to go together."

Shuya threw Han Mo's hand away. She cried and shouted, wet her eyes, blurred her vision, and looked at her father's face, but why, there was a smile on her father's face.

"Shuya, listen to me. Uncle doesn't want you to see the most vulnerable side. We do what he says, go home and get a change of clothes, and then wait for him to come out of the operating room. " Han Mo put his hands on Shuya's shoulders and tried to calm her down.

Shu Qiang has disappeared at the corner of the elevator, leaving only an empty corridor.

When he saw Han Mo just holding Shuya's hand and stopping in the distance, there was an unspeakable sureness in his heart.

Shu was stubborn all his life, stubborn all his life and strong all his life. When he was pushed to the operating room, he was afraid.

He is not afraid of death, but of never seeing the people he cares about.

He doesn't want his daughter to see his most vulnerable side. Even if it's a little panic and anxiety, he doesn't want Shuya to see it.

Shu Qiang took back his sight, lay flat on the bed, slightly closed his eyes and felt the sound of wheels rolling on the ground.

Shuya has been crying and slowly unfolds her palm. A small bunch of keys given by her father just broke into her blurred eyes.

There are two keys on a delicate key chain, one big and one small. The big key opens the door. She knows that Shuya doesn't know where the small key belongs, but she doesn't think much. At the moment, she just wants to complete the task assigned by her father, hurry home to get the laundry, and then return to the hospital.

Shuya didn't speak all the way, and Han Mo didn't say anything. At this moment, no matter what he said, he was weak. The only thing he could do was to stay by Shuya's side. No matter what news he had to face when he returned to the hospital, he had to complete the most important task entrusted to him by Shuqiang.

Take good care of Shuya and make her happy forever.

Because Han Mo and Shu Ya are busy running to the hospital these days, Shu Yu has always been responsible for taking care of Xuanxuan. She is very careful and Xuanxuan also likes to be with her. Shu Ya is very relieved that she has put her experience on taking care of her father these days.

Shuya and Han Mo leave the hospital and go straight home.

She just wants to speed up, because she will go back to the hospital after taking the clothes. She hopes that after her father's successful operation, she can see it at the first time.

Shuya hurried to her parents' room, opened the wardrobe and chose the clothes to bring.

Soon several clothes were packed. Shuya came out in a panic and put the clothes in the bag.

Because I was worried and fast, I didn't hold the key and clasped it to the ground.

The key makes a crisp sound when it contacts the ground and slides for a distance.

Shuya heard the sound, looked down at the key, pursued for two steps, and just fell to the door.

Shuya picked up the key in a hurry and was stunned when she looked up. Her sight fell on the door and didn't leave for a long time.

"What's the matter?" Han Mo walked to Shuya and looked along Shuya's line of sight.

Shuya took a deep breath. "This is my room, but I can't get in now."

Shuya's sight fell on the door lock, with a trace of loneliness.

"This key seems to be the key to this door." Han Mo took the key from Shuya.

"No, after I left, my father locked the door. It is estimated that he will never want to enter my room. As he has never given birth to me, how can he take the key with him?" Shuya's voice was a little low. She knew that her running away from home hurt her father and what kind of state she left the home in.

At that time, her father said he would break the father daughter relationship with her and never allow her to enter the house, so Shuya knew why her father locked the door to forget her, just as she had never appeared in the house.

Thinking of this, Shuya's mind came up with the scene of being driven out of the house. Although the relationship with her father has eased and the dispute has been relieved, she still felt a slight tremor and a little heavy when she thought of it.

"Let's go." Shuya glanced at her door, carrying the laundry for her father, ready to turn around.

Han Mo didn't move. He directly inserted the key into the lock hole and turned it slowly.

Shuya stared in disbelief. She always thought that her father's character must have locked the door and threw away the key. He didn't allow anyone to enter, and she certainly wouldn't enter.

Unexpectedly, the key was still on my father's key chain.

"Let's go in and have a look." Han Mo was curious about the room locked by the old man.

Han Mo went into Shuya's room, but it was all a memory six or seven years ago. At that time, they just sneaked into Shuya's room when there was no one at home. Han Mo entered the girl's room for the first time at that time. He had a deep memory and felt that the whole room was emitting a fresh aroma.

The room was decorated very warmly by Shuya. At first glance, it was a quiet little princess, clean and tidy, without too fancy and cumbersome decoration.

"I'd better not. No one has been in for so long. It must be very dirty. Let's go back to the hospital first. We'll take a look and clean up when we have time." Shuya stopped.

"Just take a look. It doesn't matter. I went to your room six or seven years ago. I want to see it now." For the first time, Han Mo was instigated by curiosity. At the moment, he had an inexplicable curiosity. He especially wanted to open the door and have a look inside.

Shuya is afraid to see the dusty and messy room seen by Han mo.

Han Mo doesn't care at all. He just wants to find the memory of the once comfortable and warm small room in his mind.

The door was pushed open slowly.

As the opening angle of the door increased, the scene in the house gradually appeared in front of them.

Han Mo's action of opening the door stopped in the air.

Shu yayou's charming eyes twitched fiercely, and her pink lips opened slightly. She closed her eyes and opened them again. She couldn't believe what she saw.

In front of me is not a messy house that no one has entered for a long time, but

Shuya walked into the room slowly and looked around. Just for a moment, she burst into tears.

On the wall and desktop, there are all Shuya photos.

They were cut from various magazines and newspapers, as well as covers, and some text messages that she had participated in activities. As long as there was Shuya's name, they were cut off.

Each photo and news was completely edited, with time and brief introduction marked next to it.

On a certain day, Xiaoya released her first solo album

On a certain day, Xiaoya publicized her film for the first time

One year, one month, one day, Xiaoya participated in a variety show for the first time... (she still can't let go, but it will be like this for the first time. It's estimated that it will be better next time.)

The small briefings made one by one are fixed on the wall by small clips. According to the time sequence, the three walls are full of news about Shuya.

Many, many events that she even forgot can be seen here. Some are only news on the network. It is obvious that they are screenshots first, then developed and hung on the wall. Some news is short words.

Shu Ya looked at every word on the wall one by one, and her father's whole handwriting was attached to the news.

Shuya kept wiping her tears, but she couldn't wipe the tears on her face.

There are many photo frames on the desk and bookshelf, inlaid with comfortable photos.

A picture in the first place

Shuya suddenly picked up the picture frame. This picture is actually the picture when Shuya won the xiangtian Award for outstanding actress.

That was not long ago.

Shuya's heart twitched fiercely. It turned out that her father had been paying attention to her. It turned out that since her debut, her father had been searching for everything about her on the Internet, TV, newspapers and magazines.

Shuya could no longer control her emotions. She cried on the narration. Tears soaked her sleeves, and she sobbed hard.

It turned out that for so many years, I just resented it, but I can't forget that my father kicked her out of the house. It's obviously her fault, it's her fault.

Han Mo stood beside Shuya, raised his hand and slowly stroked the long hair behind Shuya's head, but his sight inadvertently fell on the desk.

The whole room still maintains the pattern of comfortable and elegant walking, clean and tidy, just like someone lives here every day.

The quilt on the bed fell neatly, just like when she was in the past.

The books, notebooks and pens on the desk are placed at will, just like someone writes and reads here every day.