love fairy tale

Early in the morning, Zhibao opened the door of her mother's ward with her breakfast lunch box.

"Mom, it's time for breakfast." Zhibao put the lunch box on the bedside table, looked around, but didn't see Shang Dechang, so he asked, "Where is he?"

"Who is it?" Han Shuyun deliberately pretended to be confused.

"That's...that's..." Zhibao didn't know what to say for a while, the word "Dad" was really hard to say, and she didn't want to say it.So he said loudly: "It's Xinhe's father."

"What are you talking about? You guys." Shang Dechang came out of the bathroom, saw Shuyun smiling, and saw Zhibao's flushed face, wondering what the two mother and daughter were talking about.He chatted with Shuyun last night, he knew that he was sorry for their mother and daughter, so now he wants to make it up to them, doubling it.Fortunately, there is still time, otherwise he will not die in peace.

Han Shuyun got up from the bed, her complexion looked very good today, and her face was much rosier.She took Zhibao's hand: "It's not your daughter, she doesn't know what to call you." Shuyun said here with a happy face.

Why mom can do it, she just can't.Forgive this person in front of you, can you?Can she, Han Zhibao, really forgive this person in front of her?She looked at her mother. Since she could remember, when had her mother been so happy and happy?

Shang Dechang took the initiative to walk up to Zhibao: "Zhibao, I don't force you to call me daddy, because I'm really not a good daddy. But it's not important anymore, the most important thing for me now is that we can be with you Mom, don't you think so?"

Zhibao nodded, and tears immediately overflowed his eyes.To be honest, Zhibao felt extremely happy at this time. Looking at the warm picture in front of her, this was a picture she had coveted for a long time, and now that it finally came true, she was even happier than her mother.

But often the time of happiness and happiness is short-lived.Just when their family was immersed in joy and happiness, the door of the ward opened from the outside.The wind is pulling Xinhe to appear at the door.Zhibao watched Feng Zai and Xinhe's eyes flashed a trace of resentment.Why?Why bring her?

Shang Dechang turned around and was surprised to see Xinhe. "Xinhe, why do you..."

"Father, why are you here?" Xinhe was surprised to see her father here.Could it be that the person Feng Zai wants her to meet is her father?She looked at the woman on the hospital bed behind her father.

"Xinhe, Xinhe, come here and meet Auntie Shuyun." Shang Dechang walked over to Han Shuyun's bed, holding Xinhe's hand. "Shuyun, this is my youngest daughter, her name is Xinhe, she is the same year as Zhibao."

"It can be seen that Xinhe is so beautiful!" Han Shuyun smiled, a touch of sadness floated in her heart, it was time for Achang to go home.But she still kept a smile on her face.

Xinhe looked at Han Shuyun and smiled slightly, as a greeting.Anyone could see that her smile was far-fetched. "Aunt Shuyun, can you let my father go home?" Xinhe suddenly called out.

"Xinhe—" Shang Dechang wanted to stop Xinhe from continuing.

"Enough!" Han Zhibao yelled, she really could bear it no longer.She turned her head and stared at Feng Zai, then walked straight towards Shang Dechang, and yelled at him: "You can't go anywhere. Mom's days are numbered."

"What did you say?" Shang Dechang looked at Zhibao in surprise.

"No, Dad, you want to go home with me, my brother is dying." Xin He didn't show any weakness, and pulled Shang Dechang out.