In the end, we all cried

Chapter 148·150 It Turned Out to be Fake

I tremblingly held the paternity test report in my hand, and the question that I couldn't figure out after thinking about it for many years was suddenly revealed, but why is the truth so cruel!
The above report of Lu Yu and Lu Yueshan clearly stated that they were not related by blood, and the signer was Cheng Shan.

I will never forget my mother's handwriting, and the beautiful fonts are engraved in my mind all the time. Even if time has wiped out my mother's appearance, the fonts that have grown up with me are still good.

You just learned that Lu Yu is Lu Yu's son, but now you know that I am not Lu Yu's daughter?
Why do I have to bear everything?

I weakly slid down against the corner of the wall, and the words on the report hit my heart one after another, making me ache.

The way Lu Yu treated me in the past all appeared in his mind, so he already knew it.No wonder, it turns out that the illegitimate daughter is also protecting me.Indeed, hatred is the strength that has supported me until now. If I had lived in grief back then, Cheng Yueshan would not be the present.

"I owe him..."

"I owe him..."

"I owe him..."

Back then, my mother’s words echoed in my mind over and over again. Did all my performances pay for this desolation?

Mom, did you ever think that I would inadvertently discover this secret you guard?And how cruel is this secret!I am really stupid, foolishly hate the person who loves me.

So what role does Lu Qing play in it?Mom, was it you or Lu Qing who was wrong back then?

Everyone says that the past is the past, but is that really the case?The facts of the past will not be buried under any circumstances. The longer the experience, the greater the price we have to bear.

When I was a child, Lu Yu's companionship and love poured out instantly at this moment. He probably didn't know it at that time, otherwise how could he treat me so well.But why are you being nice to me again after my mother's accident?
In this world of lies, the victim is not me, but Lu Yu.

I hate him, my mother betrayed him, but he still treats me well, what he did should be said to have fulfilled his responsibility as a father, but at that time I was blinded by hatred, good and bad, stupid Can't tell.

I hugged my legs and trembled uncontrollably in the corner of the wall. I didn't cry, but I couldn't cry for some reason.

I lament that my strong heart can live well under such pressure.One after another the truth is revealed, I don't know how long I can hold on.

The sky outside the window is a little dark, and I don't know if it will rain again or the wind will blow again.Winter is cold and cold.

I got up staggeringly, picked up my cell phone from the sofa, went to the window and dialed the number that had been separated for a century.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

"Sanshan?"

"..."

"Shanshan! What's wrong with you!"

Listening to the anxious voice on the other end of the phone, my tears fell silently, and I couldn't control it.

I opened my mouth as if exhausting all my strength, and spit out some choked words with tears.

"...Dad..." This title, which had been hidden for many years, spit out at this moment.

"!..."

There was no sound on the other end of the phone. If it wasn't for the sudden breathing, I would have thought there was no one on the other end.

After a long time, the other end of the phone asked tremblingly, "...Shan...Shan?"

"dad……"

I choked up and answered, and the heavy rain outside the window quickly fell with my answer, as if celebrating me and accompanying me.

Suddenly I felt that I was so willful many years ago, squandering others' love for me wantonly, not cherishing it, thinking it was atonement.But if there is no love, how can we atone for sin?
I smiled through my tears and said to the phone, "Dad, I want to eat your sweet and sour pork ribs tonight."

"..."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and he quickly responded, "Okay, okay, Dad will cook for me tonight!"

Listening to the voice on the other end, it turns out that sometimes, this is also happiness.

I took all the reports in my hand and shredded them, as long as only I know about them, other irrelevant people don't need to see them.

Dad, let me love you again.

(End of this chapter)