Jiang Ya held Mo Cunxi's hand, and tears fell one after another. The manager of Jiang's group, who was praised by everyone outside, sat in the hospital, holding his best friend's hand, and cried in a disastrous manner.

I cried all the grievances and all the hardships I experienced over the years, as well as the endless sadness and hardships.

After a long time, Jiang Ya touched her eyes with her hand, wiped the tears from her face hard, held Mo Cunxi's hand, and said seriously and seriously:

"Mo Cunxi, I will live a good life, so what if I am alone? Mo Cunxi, I will live a good life. Don't worry, and Dad, Cunxi, I actually forgave him, I have already forgiven him..."

Mo Cunxi looked at Jiang Ya with relief, nodded, his eyes full of satisfaction.

As long as you are well around you, wherever you go in the future, as long as you hear their good news, it will be enough.

People, now that they are old, they don’t like to listen to those bad news.

Fortunately, they are all fine and well.

When Jiang Ya came out of the hospital, she saw Dad Jiang who was standing in a gray down jacket standing in the cold wind, hudding her shoulders, putting her hands in her pocket, waiting for her.

The assistant next to him kept talking to him something, but he frowned, but kept shaking his head.

Suddenly my throat became irritated, my nose felt sore, and the tears that I had just taken back flowed down again when I saw the hunched back.

Dad Jiang trembled and said to his assistant:

"The innocence of Jiangcheng is shady and sunny. In the past years, Jiangcheng was already like spring at this time. Why is it still so cold today?

After saying that, he turned around and Dad Jiang saw Jiang Ya on the steps. His eyes were red and tears were flowing. He didn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly ran towards Jiang Ya. The road was a little slippery, and Dad Jiang almost fell down. Jiang Ya looked at Dad Jiang's shaking appearance, and felt anxious and wanted to go up to help him, but he saw that Dad Jiang had already run to him and asked Jiang Ya worriedly:

"Xiaoya, Xiaoya, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Who bullied you? Tell your father, dad, go find him."

Hearing this, Jiang Ya's tears were even more fierce. She suddenly remembered that when my father went to school to pick him up. Whenever he saw tears on his feet, he would keep asking himself, with a worried look on his face,

"Daughter, daughter, don't cry, don't cry, tell dad what's wrong with you? Who bullies you? Let's go, dad will take you to settle the score with him."

Just like what he was back then, it became time and everything, but what remains unchanged is the father's heart that loves him, just as Cunxi said.

But I don’t know when it started. The man in front of me who once stood up to the sky had turned white, wrinkles at the corners of my eyes, and his face had begun to grow old.

Even the firm back that I once remembered has become hunched.

But in those years, she cruelly threw him alone in Jiangcheng, saying those hurtful words and those words that made him uncomfortable.

"dad…"

He choked and called Jiang's father. Jiang's father was stunned, and his eyes turned red in an instant, looking at his daughter, responding to the words "Dad",

“Ah…ah…”

"dad…"

Jiang Ya walked down the steps and held Jiang's father's hand. The hands were always warm just like when she was a child, making her feel very secure and warm when she held them.

"Dad...I'm sorry..."

Dad Jiang held Jiang Ya's hand tightly and put it in his pocket, then gently wiped the tears from Jiang Ya's face with his hands and said softly:

"I'm twenty-five years old, and I still like to cry so much, so I'm not ashamed."

Jiang Ya shook Jiang's father's arm and said softly:

"Who said that I can't cry at the age of twenty-five? In my father's eyes, I am still a little baby, so why can't the little baby cry?"

Dad Jiang looked at Jiang Ya with a doting look on his face. The two of them held hands and walked towards the car.

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r    />"Okay, okay, you're right. At the age of twenty-five, you're still a little baby, a little baby. Then can you tell your father why you cry?"

Jiang Ya pouted and asked Dad Jiang,

"Then tell me, how do you know I'm here?"

Dad Jiang turned his head and looked at Jiang Ya with a reproachful look on his face.

"I went to the company today and wanted to take you to dinner. Didn't you yell at the brown sugar dumplings in that small shop for a long time? As a result, you were not here at the company. They said you had been out for a long time. I called you and you didn't answer, so I called Cunxi. She said you were in the hospital and asked me to come to the hospital, so I came here..."

"Then why don't you come in and wait for me? Or call me, how cold is it outside?"

Dad Jiang shook his head, "You girls want to tell many little secrets. How inappropriate I will go in..."

"Then why don't you wait in the car?"

"I'm afraid you won't see me. Just like when you were a child, you won't be able to find your father, so you will only cry."

“Where do I have…”

Along the way, you could hear the conversation between the father and daughter from afar. Mo Cunxi walked out from behind the big pillar at the entrance of the hospital, leaned against the pillar, looked at the backs of the father and daughter, and smiled at the corners of his mouth...
Chapter completed!