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Late at night.

Xiaoling stood outside the morgue, shaking like chaff, with tears on her face.

Xiaojingyan is dead.

It's a cold corpse.

I'll never talk to him again.

Xiaoling looks at the door of the mortuary, and his heart aches like a needle.

The past is like sea water, pouring in from the deepest memory.

Xiaoling murmured, "Dad, the dumplings you made. I haven't had enough. "

The housekeeper stood beside him and sighed. Then he took out an envelope and said, "young master, this is a letter from general manager Xiao."

"The letter?" Xiaoling was surprised and quickly rubbed her tears.

"Well."

The housekeeper handed it to him and said, "it was written by general manager Xiao before he went to find you. After he handed it to me, he said that if he had an accident, he would give it to you. Here is what he wanted to say to you."

Written before Have an accident

Xiaolingnao's hand trembled, took the envelope, tore it open and took out the letter.

"I'm sorry, son."

"This is the first time I write something for you. I don't know how to start. I took the pen and thought about it for a long time. At the beginning, I'd like to say sorry to you."

"I'm sorry, I didn't have the experience of taking care of my children when I was a father for the first time. As my first and only child, you have suffered a lot of mistakes caused by my shortcomings."

"I'm sorry, I'm too busy with my work to accompany you. In other words, I really don't know how to get along with my children, which always makes you feel lonely and lonely."

"I'm sorry, I can't fulfill your wish, because I still insist on my own point of view. Love can't be forced."

"Of course, the most sorry thing is that I let you be my child without your consent." "When you read this letter, you should have known the truth. I'm not your biological father. Your mother's death is also related to me. Over the years, every time you ask me about your mother, I always get into thinking. If I had let your mother go and released her from the mental hospital, you would not lack of maternal love. With her to raise you, would your state be much better than now? " "To tell you the truth, I didn't fall into self blame, because every time I have such an idea, I can always get rid of it quickly, because I know what kind of person your mother is, and with such a mother, you will not receive normal education, so you will become a person who will do anything for your purpose, Xiaoling. I really don't want you To be like that. " "However, one thing I admit is that I didn't bring you a good education, so every time I think about it, I will focus on your biological mother and transfer to the other side: if I had given you to two healthy and optimistic ordinary couples for adoption, would it be better than now. Although you don't have the luxury of life and social status, you must have a correct three outlooks and a happy heart. "

"Xiaoling, I sincerely hope that you can understand earlier that the latter is more important than all materials."

"Xiaoling, I'm gone. I'm glad to have you accompany me for more than ten years."

"Finally, I'd better say I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you have a father like me for so many years. I really have too many things to do well. But I really love you. We travel together and make dumplings together. It's the happiest time in all these years. "

"Goodbye, son. I hope you'll be all right when you don't have me."

Filial piety.

Looking at the complete letter, Xiaoling was already in tears.

And filial piety speech once, like a slide in his mind playback.

When he plunges into the embrace of xiaojingyan, he uses means to achieve his small goal in front of xiaojingyan, travels with xiaojingyan and makes dumplings for the new year.

Every warm picture, like a sharp blade, cuts his heart.

Suddenly, his idea turned, he took a dagger, slowly but firmly toward the filial piety words of the picture occupied his mind, and before the father and son warm formed a strong contrast.

Xiaoling hugged the letter, squatted on the ground in pain, crying: "Dad, you do well, it's me, everything is my bad!"

The housekeeper stood by and looked at Xiaoling, who was crying with regret. His eyes were moved and his lips were slightly open. He seemed to have something to say. As soon as he was about to open his mouth, his nose moved. Then he looked at the end of the corridor with a sad expression.

Xiaoling squatted on the ground, tears streaming.

Suddenly, he heard the housekeeper beside him shouting: "it's broken, it's on fire!"

Then, the housekeeper took Xiaoling by the arm and lifted him up directly, shouting: "young master, let's go, there's a fire!"

Xiaoling cried and shook his head: "if I don't go, I'm sorry for my father. Let the fire burn me to death. Let me die with my father!""No! Young master, it's not the time to be willful. Let's go Cried the butler.

Xiaoling squatted and shook his head.

The housekeeper clenched his teeth and forced his arm to lift Xiaoling up and resist on his shoulder.

At this time, the housekeeper's usually thin body burst out with strong strength, carrying Xiaoling directly out of the hospital, and only stopped a few hundred meters away from the main building of the hospital.

After stopping, the housekeeper put down Xiaoling and sat on the ground gasping for breath.

Just run, has exhausted all his strength.

Xiaoling stood up and looked back. The tall main building of the hospital was engulfed by the fire, making a crackling sound.

There was a big fire in his eyes, and then there was a big shock, and he immediately ran to the direction of the fire.

"Young master!"

Before the housekeeper could react, he rushed over. Due to excessive physical overdraft, the housekeeper could not catch him in time.

Seeing Xiaoling about to rush into the fire, the housekeeper's eyes gushed with strong regret and remorse.

In this flash of lightning, a figure suddenly came out from the side and stopped Xiaoling.

Xiaoling struggled and yelled: "you let me go, I'm going to find my father! My dad's still in there. "

But no matter how he struggled, he couldn't get rid of his arms.

Xiaoling knelt on the ground in despair, crying and pleading: "Uncle Lu, I beg you, let me go to find my father, I can't let him not even have a corpse."

Lu Fengting sighs helplessly. Of course, he can't let Xiaoling enter. The fire is out of control. There is no difference between rushing in and looking for death. He looked back at the blazing fire. The light of the fire brightened his dark pupils. He could not help thinking of the fire he had made more than ten years ago

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