Time and you are my fault

When Chuy woke up, she was a little stiff, staring at the strange ceiling above her head in a daze.

She breathed the smell of disinfectant that she hated, and she lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

A pair of soft ladies slippers lay beside the bed.

Chu Yi stepped on the slippers and pushed open the wooden door, and then saw Sheng Jinghuai who was sitting on the consultation table with his eyes closed and light sleep.

He was wearing a sky blue mask and a white coat, his brows were slightly frowned.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he opened his eyes, and the voice came through the mask, "Are you awake?"

It was only then that Chu Yi discovered that she was in the hospital, in Sheng Jinghuai's lounge.

She was carried into the car by Sheng Jinghuai last night, and then she lost consciousness.

So she slept in his lounge all night.

"Thank you for bringing me back." Chu Yi realized that she had changed into a dry hospital gown, and her face was a little embarrassed.

"The nurses in the hospital changed your clothes for you. You were wet last night, but fortunately you didn't have a fever." He stood up from the chair and handed her a box of hot porridge on the table, "Eat something, from yesterday In the beginning, you didn't eat anything."

Holding the box of hot porridge in her palm, Chu Yi glanced at the time on the wall, it was 48:[-] in the morning.

There was a faint light outside the window, and the sky had cleared up.

Chuy thanked him, and sat on the chair without making a sound.

"Chu Yi, every time I see you, you are always in an unhappy state." The man sat across from him, his chin resting on his palm, and he spoke with a serious face.

Chu Yi smiled lightly, "Why don't you call me senior sister anymore."

"Well...you look like a kid who can't take care of himself. It seems a little inappropriate to call you senior." He looked at her with bright eyes.

Chu Yi's heart was sour, she lowered her head to eat the porridge, and stopped talking.

Her phone was dead and turned off. Sheng Jinghuai handed her the charger. After turning it on, the phone was stuck by the frantic influx of messages.

After a few minutes of delay, she ignored the unread messages and dialed a person's phone.

"Which hospital are you in?"

"it is good."

Chewie hung up the phone, stepped on her slippers and walked out.

Sheng Jinghuai didn't stop her, but just followed her figure slowly.

Chewie walked through the long corridor, through the outpatient building, and came to the inpatient department.

Chu Liantian's ward is on the thirteenth floor, a VIP single ward.

Chu Yi climbed up the stairs, and when she reached the door of the ward, she stopped suddenly.

Her disordered breathing has not yet been straightened out, her heart fluctuates violently, and she stares at the door in a daze.

Want to go in?

Want to ask?

Chu Yi had a premonition that if she entered this door, her life would be changed drastically.

But if she doesn't go in... is she going to keep those questions in her heart for a lifetime?

With the momentum of seeing death as home, she gritted her teeth and pushed the door open.

The door was shut heavily by her, making a loud noise in the corridor.

The ward was very quiet in the morning.

Chu Liantian leaned against the head of the bed, wearing the same light blue striped hospital gown as Chu Yi.

It's just been a month since I saw him, and he seems to have lost dozens of catties.

Chu Yi stared at this familiar yet unfamiliar face, breathing stagnantly.

Those questions piled up in my heart seemed to press the pause button at this moment.

He was too old due to illness, but he was obviously only 50 years old.

Chu Liantian looked at her, "Are you sick? Come and sit."

Chuy moved with stiff steps and stood at the end of the bed, eyes filled with moisture.

Chu Yi tightly pinched the cuff of the hospital gown with her fingers, and she choked up.

"You came to me before, what's the matter?" Chu Yi prepared a belly full of questions, wanting to confront Chu Liantian, but when the words came to his lips, the taste changed.

Chu Liantian looked at her calmly, his vicissitudes of eyes seemed to be looking at another person through Chu Yi's eyes.

Then, he stretched his arms and took out a document from the bedside table, together with a water-based pen, and handed it to Chewie.

"It's a birthday present for you." Chu Liantian said with a sigh.

Chu Yi reached out to take it, and opened it to see that it was a share transfer document.

Chu Liantian transferred 20.00% of Chu's shares to Chu Yi for free.

The strength of her fingers increased by two points, and her heart was mixed with bitterness.

At the beginning, she sold off the shares her mother had left her, and had a big fight with Chu Liantian, almost severing the father-daughter relationship.

Now he transfers the same shares to her.

His eyes stayed on the document for 1 minute, "What do you mean?"

"This is what your mother left for you. The money you cashed out when you married into the Zong family was regarded as your father's dowry." While speaking, he coughed for a long time.

Chu Yi's tears rolled in her eyes, she didn't sign, "Don't you have anything else to say to me?"

Chu Liantian's body froze. He looked at the daughter in front of him. She was no longer the little girl who called him Dad with a smiling face when she was a child.

It seems that since Shiyue passed away, she was no longer close to him.

The reason, he knew.

Chu Liantian shook his head helplessly, "Not anymore."

Chu Yi clenched her back teeth, she wanted to ask if Chu Xian is your biological daughter?
Why did you marry another woman before my mother's body was cold?
What was the relationship between my mother and you, and Feng Xiu?
She held all the questions in her throat and couldn't ask them.

She dare not.

She was afraid.

She hated Chu Liantian's indifference to her since she was a child, and also hated Chu Liantian who married her again just after his original partner died.

But no matter how much she hated it, the man in front of her was a man she had admired since she was a child.

There is everything wrong with him, but she is her father.

If you ask, if the answer is unacceptable to her.

How will she face it?

In this vast world, she really has no home to return to.

She choked for a while, and put the file back on the bedside table.

Just when Chu Liantian was about to speak, someone hugged his shoulder suddenly.

The girl bent down and rested her chin on his shoulder, and a suppressed choked voice sounded in her ears, "Dad, now I only have you..."

At that moment, Chu Liantian felt a piercing pain emanating from his chest.

His old eyes were covered with tears in an instant, and the hand stuck to the tape tremblingly lifted up, trying to hug the girl in front of him.

But Chu Yi quickly got up, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I'm leaving, take good care of your body."

After speaking, he left the ward without looking back.

Stand firm and never look back.

Chu Liantian's hand was still raised. He stared at the disappearing figure at the door, and finally couldn't help raising his hand to cover his face.

He recalled a month ago, the eve of Chu Yi's birthday, when Zong Yanchu came to visit.

He has rarely walked around with this son-in-law, and he also knows that Zong Yanke does not have his own daughter in his heart, which is why he opposed Chu Yi's marriage to him.

But that day, Zong Yanxi's reaction broke his cognition.

"Father-in-law, I'm sorry to only come to see you now." Zong Yanzu put the dress on the bedside, and sat on the chair respectfully.

Chu Liantian was a little surprised by his appearance, "President Zong takes care of everything every day."

"A few days ago, when Yiyi came home, she had palm marks on her face, it was you who hit her." He stared at Chu Liantian with deep black eyes.

Chu Liantian, who had been in the shopping mall for a long time, felt suffocated by that cold and solemn sense of coercion.

But his expression didn't show, "My own daughter, it's hard to teach her without Zong Zong's consent."

"Yiyi is my wife, so of course I won't see her being wronged for nothing. Besides, you hold a lot of weight in Yiyi's heart, so don't destroy it with your own hands." After finishing speaking, she clicked on the photo album on her phone and handed it to Chu Day after day.

Chu Liantian looked at the pictures in the album, his expression became more and more sad.

"This... Yiyi..."

"Chuyi has loved you since she was a child." Zong Yanqi put the phone back, "It was my fault for looking at her diary, but I want you to know your place in her heart, so I want to confirm one thing with you .”

"Ask." Chu Liantian seemed to have guessed what he was going to ask.

"Chu Xian, is this your biological daughter?"

What Zong Yanzu answered was a long silence.

"Don't you feel that you owe Yiyi all these years?"

Still silent.

Zong Yanzu stood up, "Don't disturb your rest, I will bring Yiyi over to visit you some day."

After speaking, he got up and left.

When leaving the ward, a man's depressing voice suddenly came from behind, "Mr. Zong, I want to ask, what is your identity here today?"

Zong Yanzu faced the door, with a smile on his lips, "In the name of Chu Yi's husband."

"Ke Zong seems to have passed the past few years..."

"From now on, I will protect him, and no one can hurt her, including you."

"So father-in-law, I will do my best to compensate her and protect her."

Chu Liantian withdrew from the memory, tears falling uncontrollably.

"Shiyue, I was wrong..."