Chapter 1250: Son, I’m Sorry
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Where is this place?”
An unknown force was pulling him, forcing him to float in a certain direction for a long distance. From afar, he saw two figures standing side by side in front of a cold tombstone.
One of the figures was obviously different from what he remembered. From his back, it could be seen that he was much hunchbacked. His entire body was exuding a heavy and sorrowful aura.
However, even though there was an obvious difference, he still recognized it at a glance. He wanted to go forward and see if it was really that person?
At this moment, the voice of the figure next to the man sounded:!!
“Father, you’ve already seen mom. You should go to the hospital.”
Perhaps it was because he was in the midst of a voice change, the teenage boy’s voice was very low and very soft.
However, the man beside him still did not move.
“Dad!” The boy shouted again, very anxiously.
“You can’t leave the hospital for too long. We have to go back quickly!”
At this moment, the man finally spoke:
“Let me accompany your mom for a while more. In this life, I’ve let her down.
If I had been able to protect her back then, your mom would not have ended up in such a difficult situation.
Don’t overestimate your mom even though she’s a medical student. In fact, she didn’t have much courage since she was young. I really can’t imagine that after ten years in the war, how did your mom persevere.
We’ve been absent for ten years. Now that we’ve finally found her and can be with her, let me be with her a little while more.”
Hiss ~
“What else was there not to understand?
That boy… is Ningning?
Jiang Tingxu, who had not been able to fully control her soul, finally floated in front of father and son after hearing the conversation between them.
The man in her memory had white hair on his temples. He looked as old as an old man in his fifties or sixties. His eyes were dim, or more accurately, he did not have any expectations for this world.
He glanced at the words on the tombstone. The most eye-catching words were the vertical lines on the tomb of his beloved wife, Mo Jiang.
And the tombstone was actually erected half a month after her death!
So, after her death, this man still found her?
If it had been half a month earlier, perhaps…
Forget it, there was no point in mentioning this anymore.
Logically speaking, it was impossible for a soul to shed tears. However, Jiang Tingxu could clearly feel the coldness on her face. There was some cold water dripping across her face.
Her gaze moved away from the tombstone and landed on the boy who had already grown into a young man.
In fact, he was not much different from when he was three years old. When he was three years old, he was a baby. He was soft and cute. Now, he was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old young man. He had grown taller and bigger. He was also much more mature than when he was young.
Of course, he was now exactly the same as his dad when he was young. Other than that pair of eyes that he had inherited from his father, there was a slight difference.
“Ahem… ahem… ahem… ahem… ahem…” Suddenly, a series of coughs sounded one after another, and she felt like he could not stop.
Before Jiang Tingxu could react, her whole soul floated over. She wanted to hold the man, but it went through the man’s body in an instant.
However, his son next to him quickly held his father:
“Dad, go back to the hospital. Ningning beg of you!”
The man coughed again and again. He held his son’s wrist tightly:
“Son, I’m sorry. It seems that I can’t accompany you to grow up anymore. But, don’t be afraid. Your Second Uncle will take good care of you. Ahem… ahem… Pfft…” A large mouthful of blood was coughed out.
“Dad!”