Returning from the full level: I have covered that sick child

Chapter 19 Father and Daughter Conversation, Fighting for Acting Skills
After recovering, You Jingqiu took a deep breath, pointed at Xu Xingguang with trembling fingers, and cursed ferociously: "Xu Xingguang, you are so shameless, why can you say anything!" You Jingqiu thought He wanted to rush to beat Xu Xingguang, but was grabbed by Xu Zeqing.

"Xingguang, go back to my room!" Xu Zeqing frantically winked at Xu Xingguang.

Xu Xingguang sprinkled the fire, and went back to the attic in a cool manner. "good night everybody."

You Jingqiu patted her chest, and said to You Jiaoyang who was wiping her hands with a handkerchief, "Jiaoyang, stay away from that little vixen!"

You Jiaoyang was shot while lying down.

He shook his head very speechlessly, and said: "Tomorrow night, I will move to the dormitory." The house is too noisy, and he looks upset.

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The downstairs continued to make noise for a while, and then it was quiet.

Xu Zeqing felt that it would be impossible to continue the quarrel like this. Thinking of Xu Xingguang's memory loss, he should be easy to fool.He took two bottles of sparkling wine and ran upstairs, wanting to talk to Xu Xingguang.

Xu Xingguang took a shower in the bathroom on the second floor, and just returned to the attic room to lie down when he heard a knock on the door.

She opened the door and saw Xu Zeqing standing outside the house holding a wine, so she asked, "What are you doing?"

Xu Zeqing smiled as kindly as he could, and said, "Xingguang, our father and daughter haven't sat down and chatted for a long time. Dad wants to have a heart-to-heart talk with you."

heart to heart?

What a fool.

Xu Xingguang was wearing fleece pajamas with a low V-neckline, and the cold wind hit her so cold that she shivered.

She opened the door and let Xu Zeqing in.

The attic room is very spacious, but there is only a whole wall of wardrobes, a bed, two bedside tables, and a dresser.

When the father and daughter want to drink, they can only sit on the floor.

Xu Zeqing sat cross-legged on the ground as he remembered, but Xu Xingguang didn't sit opposite Xu Zeqing like he did when he was a girl.She was sitting tall on the edge of the bed, with her long legs crossed, with a kind of maturity and indifference that did not match her age.

Xu Zeqing was not used to looking up and talking to her.

He frowned, but still didn't say anything.

Xu Zeqing poured two glasses of wine and handed one to Xu Xingguang, "This is your favorite sparkling wine. You have just been discharged from the hospital, so you can only have a few sips."

Xu Xingguang took the wine glass, just holding it, not drinking, as if he was afraid of being poisoned in the wine.

Xu Zeqing took a sip, smacked his lips, and began to catch up with Xu Xingguang.He picked up interesting stories about Xu Xingguang's childhood, and talked about them in a soft voice, even laughing from time to time.His kind expression, and his gentle smile immersed in the past, are both able to confuse people's hearts.

But Xu Xingguang can't forget the ruthlessness he felt when he pulled out her oxygen mask, and the madness when he said he would send her to marry the sick young man of the Huo family.

Xu Xingguang remained silent the whole time, like a calm bystander.

Seeing that Xu Xingguang didn't respond, Xu Zeqing suddenly felt his mouth dry up and lost the desire to continue chatting.

He fell silent, drank the last sip of wine, and asked Xu Xingguang, "Do you hate me?"

Xu Xingguang finally spoke the first sentence of this chat: "What do you hate?"

"Hate me for giving up on treating you, hate me for taking advantage of me, hate that I married a new lover before your mother's bones were cold." Xu Zeqing's eyes were red, and he seemed to have aged several years.

Xu Xingguang looked at Xu Zeqing's sad face calmly, and said, "Of course I hate it."

She turned the wine glass in her hand, stared at the beautiful liquid in it, and said with a choked tone: "You are obviously my closest person, you are the father who rides me on a horse, calls me little princess, and gives me endless love. "

"Your body is not tall, but you have erected a solid city wall for me. Standing behind you with my mother, I will not be afraid of the storm. I have regarded you as an idol since I was a child. I told Jiang Heng, My ideal type is someone like my dad."

"When I was young, I believed in the existence of Monkey King and the existence of Ultraman Superman. Later, when I grew up, I knew that they were all fake. But I always believed that my parents would be my superheroes. After my mother passed away , you should have been my strongest backing, but you took the initiative to withdraw this shield and let the sword stab me."

"It's just that you don't think it's enough, you still want to push me to the front of the camp, and use my corpse as a meat shield in exchange for the prosperity and wealth of the Xu family."

Xu Xingguang rolled her eyes, and looked directly at Xu Zeqing's sad and ashamed eyes. She smiled and cried, and asked Xu Zeqing, "Shouldn't I hate you, Dad?"

After listening to Xu Xingguang's story carefully, Xu Zeqing burst into tears.

At this moment, every bit of Xu Xingguang's life from his birth to his growing up flooded into his mind.

Xu Zeqing's favor and love for Xu Xingguang are all true.It's just that after Xu Xingguang became a vegetable and the company was suppressed by Jiang Heng because of her influence, the incompetent he began to blur his love for his daughter, allowing himself to find excuses to hate her and blame her.

He kept hinting to himself that Xu Xingguang was the chief culprit who caused the Xu family to suffer all this, so that he didn't need to look directly at his incompetence and cowardice.

Now that her daughter wakes up, and recalling what she has done these years, Xu Zeqing also feels that she is a beast that is not as good as a pig or a dog.

That's his little angel!
"Xingguang." Xu Zeqing threw away the wine glass, got up and knelt beside the bed, buried his whole face between Xu Xingguang's knees, his shoulders trembling from crying. "It's my father who is obsessed with ghosts. My father is used to being rich, so I don't want to be poor anymore. My father is selfish. My father longs for glory and wealth. It is my father who gave up on you. My father is sorry for you!"

Xu Zeqing took the initiative to expose his despicable and ugly side.

He raised a tear-stained face and asked humbly: "Xingguang, Dad doesn't ask for your forgiveness or understanding, Dad only hopes that you can still call me Dad willingly, and continue to be a family with me, okay?" ?"

Seeing Xu Zeqing bursting into tears, Xu Xingguang felt sick to his stomach and almost vomited.

　good morning
　　
　
(End of this chapter)