The Emperor's Young Master has turned black again

Chapter 323

Those memories, those pains that were suppressed in my heart, finally cried out uncontrollably on the day my father woke up.

That year, she secretly picked up pocket money from bottle sales at school and bought a piece of cake for her younger sister, but was snatched away by Feng Xinjing, she didn't cry.

That day, Yuan Lvyi ran to the school to taunt and beat her wantonly, she gritted her teeth and watched numbly.

There are also many times when she dare not get sick or have a fever, because she is afraid that she will leave like this. What about her father and sister?
Too much, Feng Sujin also cried when she couldn't control her emotions, she should not take those painful and serious illnesses, it would make her lose her heart.

She didn't want to let herself become narrow-minded.

No matter how difficult life is, she is willing to persevere and believe in miracles in the world.

She finally waited until the day when her father woke up.

The more Feng Yi understands this daughter, only by letting her let go of all the pain can she truly embark on the most glorious and bright journey of her life.

After Feng Sujin cried, she wiped her tears, "Dad, I..."

"Jin'er, crying is a way of venting. Dad only wants you and your sister to be happy."

Feng Sujin gently hugged her father like she did when she was a child, and leaned on his shoulder, her brows were curved, and there were still tears in her eyes, but they were as bright and scorching as if washed after the rain, and the pain and ailments faded away. Bright, the best way to illuminate everything.

Feng Yiyue had just woken up, so he couldn't talk too much, it was Feng Sujin who was talking, the sun shone on the ward, and on the father and daughter, bringing out the softest halo.

……

Jun Mohan stood outside from the beginning to the end, he heard Feng Sujin's heart-piercing cry of pain inside, he could only close his eyes to cover the endless pity inside.

His hands were clenched into fists by his side, struggling to endure waves of emotions, and he had an urge to hold her in his arms, wipe away her tears, and wipe away her pain.

At this moment, Jun Mohan even felt a little heavy to breathe.

His heart was trembling, for the person who had been hurt but still kept his kindness, the one he loved, his wife.

His throat rolled dryly, and then he let out a deep sigh, the voice hidden in the bottom of his heart, "A Jin, you are allowed to cry this time."

After this time, he couldn't see her tears again, because it would burn his heart, burn all his reason.

At this moment, he had to endure his heartache and impulse, and not go to her side to accompany and care for her.

That was the space that belonged to their father and daughter, and he waited silently to give them time.

……

In the house, the father and daughter talked a lot, and then gradually laughed, as if all the haze had dissipated, revealing large swaths of sunshine.

Feng Sujin thought of her sister, quickly picked up her phone, and clicked on the video Jun Mohan sent her before.

"Dad, this is a video of my sister's life in Nanliu No. [-] Middle School. She is fine now. Dad can wake up. I also hope that my sister can get back to normal."

Feng Yiyue sighed from the bottom of his heart. At the beginning, he and his wife wanted to send Fei'er to Nanliu No. [-] Middle School, but they didn't have the heart to part with it at the time, but it was indeed suitable for a child like Fei'er, and it might make her return to normal as soon as possible.

The more Feng Yi looked at the phone, he saw Feng Yifei's daily life.

Ever since Feng Sufei was sent to Nanliu No. [-] Middle School, she has been taken care of every day by someone who taught her a lot of things, discovered her preferences based on her daily life, and tried to stimulate their latent abilities so that she could return to normal.

Although Feng Sufei has the same mind as a child, she also has something of interest, that is, she is interested in knives and weapons.

(End of this chapter)