Chapter 2622
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"No, I don't want to!" Ye Chien immediately shook his head and turned to the kitchen. He bit his lip and said softly, "I'll go by myself. You should rest for a while."
"Go, child. Grandpa will accompany you. Don't worry about me." Seeing Ye Chien agree, the old man smiled. His heart ached for his granddaughter, who had no parents to protect her. His son deserved to suffer, so he had to bear it himself!
Ye Chien and Father Fu sat in the chess room that the old man usually used to rest. It was also the same room where Li Jinnian had brought Ye Chien home for the first time.
The sliding door of the lounge was tightly shut, and only faint sounds could be heard from outside. The old man sat in the living room, his gaze occasionally sweeping across the lounge. His weather-beaten face was as calm as Mount Tai, without a hint of worry.
The old man had taken on too many responsibilities, so he was already as steady as Mount Tai. Nothing could make him panic.
The sound of something falling onto the coffee table could be heard from the lounge … It was the small teacup in Mr. Fu's hand that had fallen onto the coffee table. The tea rolled down along with the teacup and dripped down the edge of the coffee table.
In the end, Ye Chien told him about her mother's sacrifice.
"I'm sorry, Dad. I kept it from you and didn't dare to tell you. You were so eager to be reunited with Mom. I really didn't dare to tell you. I was afraid it would make you sad."
She didn't raise her head the entire time. First, she stared at the teacup on the coffee table. After the teacup rolled down, she stared at the puddle of tea. Her sad voice gently drifted into Father Fu's ears. "Mom was buried in the Southern Province Cemetery for Martyrs after her sacrifice. If you want to go, I can accompany you."
Father Fu's face was as white as snow. Even his eyes were dull.
The moment he heard that his wife had passed away more than ten years ago, he felt as if his heart had been pierced by thousands of arrows. His heart was dug out, and a cold wind blew inside.
Father Fu, who had lost his "heart", sat motionless like a piece of wood. His body was so cold that even his clenched fists were trembling.
The woman he loved the most, the wife he loved the most … had passed away for more than ten years. His greatest obsession in this life was his lover, but now she was gone … She was gone!
She was gone, and so was her heart …
After Ye Chien finished speaking, he finally raised his head. He saw that even his Father Fu's lips were deathly pale. He sat there motionless, as if he had lost his soul. His eyes and face showed no signs of life.
At this moment, Ye Chien was even more afraid.
"Dad … Dad …"
She shouted in a trembling voice, trying to wake up Papa Fu who was so shocked that he did not seem to be angry at all. She was so shocked and scared that she could not even speak properly. Ye Jian was so anxious that her tears kept flowing.
Father Fu probably heard Ye Chien's voice. He first blinked his eyes gently. His lifeless eyes moved as if he had just woken up from a nightmare. He asked softly, "Jane Er, you're not lying to Dad, right … Is there something else you're hiding?"
"No, no … Dad, I'm not lying to you. Mom really passed away more than ten years ago. She passed away when I was very, very young."
Ye Chien looked at Father Fu, who was in a daze and couldn't accept the truth. Even his breathing became uneven. "How would I dare to lie to you about such an important matter? It's all true … I didn't lie to you at all."
Father Fu's expression became even more dazed. He was like a piece of wood. Even when he opened his mouth to speak, he was still in a daze. "You didn't lie to me … That Hong Mei … your mom really passed away. She didn't wait for me and left. Jane Er, your mom must hate me. She didn't wait for me."
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