Even at the dying moment, his father didn’t seem to have any regrets.
His calm face looked like he didn’t look scared.
He seemed to have expected this day to come and didn’t care at all.
It seemed that the gun in his own son was not as important as the relics in his hand. His health was already very bad. In this not too cold season, he had already put on a sweater, but was still coughing.
There was some blood on the handkerchief, which didn’t look very good.
Shen Zai is already very tall and is no longer that little child.
He looked at the gun in his hand, glanced at it, and quickly took it back, “You’re here very late.”
He was already a little impatient.
The man looked out the window of the ward. This private hospital was also an industry under Shen Zhishu’s name. The environment was very good and quiet.
The camphor trees outside the window are green all year round.
He didn’t understand her before, so why did she always look out the window quietly. It was clearly a constant scenery and there was no change, but she could always see it for a day and not get tired of it.
I would rather look at the dead branches and leaves.
He didn’t want to look back at him behind her.
He was dissatisfied with this, but he never expressed it, but just kept it silently in his heart, and then asked her to have him in her eyes in a more intense, extreme and quiet manner.
Shen Zai’s face was exactly the same as his when he listened to his father’s words.
Two cold-blooded ghosts who do not have any empathy are the most similar at this moment.
“Father.”
He called him this, but couldn’t hear the feelings in these two words.
He then asked, “Do you regret it?”
The man on the hospital bed seemed to laugh when he heard these words. After a while, he raised his cold pupils and looked at the product that was portrait of him. “I never regret it.”
He looked at him expressionlessly, “Even if she died in front of you.”
“She is still by my side.”
“She is dead.”