Dear readers:
I’m sorry, I’ve persisted for 431 days without breaking updates. I had to start updating on February 14th. My father passed away at 16:25 pm on February 14th. I really have no way to continue writing, and I don’t have time. I need to adjust one time.
The tentative reset time is February 19th, which is the day of the Lantern Festival, because my father's funeral was on February 18th, and I will try my best to reset after the funeral, but it should be at night.
At the end of last year, I also set up a flag saying that I will continue to update in 2019, but I really can’t do it now. When I think that my dad is still so young, he went there when he was only 64 years old. At once…
When my father was young, he lost his father, caught up with the famine years, and the Soviet Union was collecting debts, so he had a very hard life as a child;
When my dad was young, in order to pay the tuition fees for our four brothers and sisters, he went out to work, and he was away alone all year round. He came back for less than ten days a year, which was also hard.
My dad is getting old and we are all grown ups. In the past two years, my book has achieved some results, and he has just retired. The family's financial aspects have improved a lot.
Every time I think about it, tears flow down my face, my heart aches, and there is nothing I can do.
I just hope that there will be no illness in heaven and rest in peace along the way.
Years ago, he had been counting, and there were still a few days before the New Year. At that time, he couldn't bear it because of a serious illness, but he only wanted to celebrate the New Year, and wait for his younger brother and married sister to come back and reunite before leaving.
He persevered, which was remarkable.
Maybe leaving after the next year is as he wished, and I don't have to be tortured by illness anymore, so I can only comfort myself like this.
On February 14th, Valentine's Day, I sent away the man who is destined to love me the most in this life, my father. It was really painful. Thinking of my father's heartbeat returning to zero for the first time in the hospital, our sons and daughters couldn't help it. Qi cried "Dad", and when his heart beat suddenly again, he couldn't hold back his tears.
My dad doesn't trust us, he can't bear us, dad...
From now on, I will never have a father again.
From now on, no one will respond when I call Dad again.
From now on, I can't hear my dad's nagging, and I'm urging the marriage.
from now on,…
…
In short, please understand and support my babies. I will adjust my mood and resume the update after I finish my work. It will not affect the quality of the mad doctor. The excitement of the beautiful prince and the little leopard will continue.
What my dad was most proud of during his lifetime was my career as an author. I will continue to work hard to strive for a higher level, and tell my dad in the future so that he can continue to be proud there.
My dad is still waiting for the book I wrote to be made into TV. I must work hard, and I will work hard.
Dad, go all the way.
—Friday, February 15, 2019, written by Lian Jue