His previous gray hair had been shaved, which made the burn marks on his face and neck even more obvious, and the crisscrossing of veins, red and white, looked even more shocking.
This is her father.
In fact, Tong Yao thinks about it now, she doesn't remember what her father looks like.
She was less than five years old when her father had an accident, and a child's memories of faces tend to fade over time.
She used to keep a picture of her father, but as she grew up, that picture disappeared.
I asked my mother, and my mother said she didn't know.
But now, when she understands the grievances and hatreds in the past, she knows that her mother deliberately hid them, or threw them away.
She tried to recall, trying to find a trace from the memory, but no matter how she thought about it, she only remembered a delicate face.
Father, when he was young, he should have been very good-looking But now, he is old, and he has become a person who is afraid of a child when he sees it, and he will no longer have the vague image she remembers.
Through the bars, she stared across at her father, who had been cut off by iron railings.
He was dressed in prison clothes, bald, with an old and hideous face, his lips trembling, and tears in his eyes.
Suddenly, I remembered that when I was kidnapped, the hands that touched my cheeks, at first I felt like I was being touched by a ghost, and then I felt that there was a strange tenderness in those hands.
Now she understands that it is a pair of burned father's hands.
And the eyes that are always watching him in the dark, it's him.
He didn't know how many times he had seen himself in the dark, and even dressed up as a cleaner to talk to him.
She remembered what he had said at the time.
"As soon as I look at the young lady, I know that you are a kind child and a blessing.
It's just a pity that I'm not that blessed. ” He said this to her with regret.
At the time, I didn't care, I just thought he was lamenting his fate, but now I suddenly realized what he was talking about.
She is a blessed one, but he cannot enjoy the blessings of his children.
Lowering his head, tears dripping silently on the cold table.
"It's my fault, it's all my fault."
The old man on the opposite side suddenly said in a trembling voice: "If it weren't for me, nothing would have happened, nothing would have happened to your mother, you would have lived well, and nothing would have happened to your husband." ” He suddenly raised his handcuffed hands and covered his face.
There were also burn scars on those hands, and moisture ran down the scarred fingers.
"My life, I" the old man's voice choked, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it at all.
"Daddy, I'll sing you a song."
Tong Yao raised her head, and in the midst of tears, she suddenly said: "When I was a child, you were a donkey, I was Yaoyao, and you taught me to sing songs." ” "Yaoyao" Tong Junxiao raised his head, unable to believe his ears.
He heard her call him Daddy.
Tong Yao didn't say anything more, she stretched out her hand, fumbled into her bag, and took out a hairpin.
It was a bow hairpin, an old style, inferior butterflies and plastic diamonds, the color had almost faded, but the shape was still intact.
This is a gift from Tong Junxiao to his daughter more than 20 years ago.
Tong Yao bit her lip tightly to keep her tears from flowing.
She held the bow hairpin and whispered, "Dad, look, I have kept the bow hairpin you bought for me, but unfortunately it is small now, and I am too old to wear it." ” As she spoke, she put the hairpin in her hair, "But it's okay, I can get stuck here, it still looks good, isn't it, Dad?"
Tong Junxiao almost couldn't cry at this time: "It's very good-looking, my Yaoyao is the most beautiful little girl in the world" "Dad, I put on a bow hairpin, I am the most beautiful little girl in the world, and now I want to sing you the best song in the world."
As she spoke, she looked at her father opposite, opened her trembling lips, and began to sing.
"I have a little donkey, I never ride, one day I rode to the market on a whim, I had a small leather whip in my hand, I was proud in my heart, I don't know how to make a noise" By the time she sang this, her tears were already flowing uncontrollably, and she was almost choked in her throat.
But she still desperately suppressed it, and she wanted to continue singing.
"I fell into the mud, I had a little donkey, I never rode it, one day I rode to the market on a whim, I had a little leather whip in my hand" "Yaoyao" Tong Junxiao suddenly cried out sadly: "Yaoyao, I'm sorry, it's my father who is sorry for you."
Dad said that you will always be Daddy's little princess, and Dad will love you for a lifetime, but in the past 20 years, Dad has not been worthy of you."
His Yaoyao, that sensitive and clever little girl, has grown up after twenty years.
But how much pain she has experienced in the past twenty years, he will never know.
He was supposed to be the one who protected her for the rest of her life, but at the last moment, he gave her an unbearable truth.
Of course, he understood what kind of blow Yaoyao suffered in his heart when he knew that he was the murderer who killed Su Wanqiu.
"No, Dad, you're not sorry for me."
Tong Yao looked at her father in the iron window with tears in her eyes: "You are not sorry for me, no one is sorry for me."
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You're all nice, very good."
Whether it is her mother Su Wanqiu, or her father Tong Junxiao, her husband Yuan Xun, or her son Yuan Xiu, they are all good enough, good enough.
It's just that there are always so many last resorts in life, and fate will always push people to the most tragic abyss, so she can only bear some of the pain she should have endured.
She raised her hand, stepped over the bars, and gently stroked her father's face full of terrible scars: "I know, you must have suffered a lot over the years, but I'm sorry for you" Uncle Yuan was very good to her, and she even used to treat Uncle Yuan as a father.
And Uncle Hara turned out to be the murderer who tried to kill her father.
Over the years, what she has done her father has secretly watched, and I don't know how much pain there will be in my heart.
"Dad, I will always be your daughter, whether you are wrong or right, you will be your daughter.
No one has ever snatched your daughter, your daughter, she's always been here.
She gently wiped away the tears that hung from the scar and whispered.
"You really don't want to see Yuan Xun anymore," Chen Siqi looked at Tong Yao helplessly.
"I don't want to."
Tong Yao's face was flat, and she didn't make any waves because of the word Yuan Xun.
"Son, you don't want to see you anymore," Chen Siqi couldn't believe it.
"Not yet."
When she said this, Tong Yao took a sip of coffee.
She seems to be in love with coffee now, the pungent taste.
"You're angry with Hara-hoon, angry with your son, because they lied to you" "Nope."
Tong Yao still didn't have any expression: "They are not wrong, why should I be angry" "But you don't want to see them" "I just don't want to see it for a while, I'm not in the mood.
I'm not angry with anyone right now, and I don't mean to hate anyone. ” It takes strength to be angry with a person and hate a person.
Loving someone requires more strength.
She doesn't have the strength to do that right now.
In that trial, all her strength had been exhausted, and now, like the walking dead, she was unable to react properly to the outside world.
Now, even if someone slaps her, she will look at each other with calm eyes.
"Then what do you want" Chen Siqi was also helpless and stomped his feet.
Although it is said that Yuan Xun is a terrible person, but for Tong Yao, he really used all the means that he should use and the means that he shouldn't use.
If Tong Yao really had to abandon him, it would be too pitiful.
Tong Yao smiled rarely: "Didn't I ask you to help me sell that old house before, how did things go?"
"Well, that's it.
Your house is now facing demolition, and the demolition money is very considerable, and at this time, it is said that it will be sold, and a group of people rush to buy it.
The other party has paid in full, and is waiting for you. ” Tong Yao nodded: "Okay, thank you, Siqi." ” The house was divided by his father's unit back then, and later after his father disappeared, he reported his death, so the household name became Tong Yao's mother, and now Tong Yao's mother has also passed away for seven years, and the house is already hers.
She sold the house and got the money.
She needs a sum of money to get her out of the city, out of this memory, and into a new world.
"You are too ruthless, husband and son, you don't even look at it" Chen Siqi did not give up and continued to ask.
"When you say this, how much benefit have you received from others" Tong Yao glanced at Chen Siqi calmly.
Chen Siqi was suddenly startled, and said with a weak heart: "What, what do you mean" "Didn't you accept the benefits of Yuan Xun when you appeared in front of me, weren't you instructed by him to do a lot of things that were sorry for me?"
"Ah" Chen Siqi was shocked, she thought that the matter was covered up and passed vaguely, and besides, Tong Yao had a good temper, so she probably didn't mention it.
I didn't expect that after so much time now, Tong Yao suddenly mentioned it.
"As a friend, I don't bother to investigate the past, but today's matter, you don't care about it anyway, as for where I'm going and what I'm going to do, I am not allowed to disclose it to others."
Chen Siqi looked at Tong Yao in disbelief.
"You're not going to be possessed, are you still you?"
What about the delicate and weak Tong Yao who always smiled a little before, the Tong Yao who was so beautiful and gentle that people looked like she had cared for her whole life, why was she so cold-hearted "Give me the money now, I'm leaving."
Tong Yao stood up and smiled at Chen Siqi.
She was as gentle as before, but her words were firm and unforgiving.
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