The diary slipped slowly from his hands, and a drop of tears fell to the ground.
She tried to restrain her emotions, but the pain and sorrow in her heart got worse.
She only understood the meaning in her eyes when her mother looked at her at that time.
Fu Nuan looked down and saw a corner of the diary that had fallen on the ground.
In the dim eyes of tears, she picked up the diary--
It's a photo, to be precise, a broken photo.
That was a photo of the family on Fu Nuan's fourth birthday.
The incomplete corner is exactly Fu Zhao.
She didn't have the courage to read this diary anymore.
His loving father was actually the murderer of his mother. He was hypocritical for many years, and even the person who was dedicated to him was able to deal with him!
She was unable to fall to the ground, with her back leaning against the edge of the bed to try to support herself from falling.
How can she face it calmly when a loved one hurts a loved one
She curled up in a corner, wept silently, and hugged her knees tightly with her hands, as if this was the only way to give herself a sense of security.
Until the eyes began to dry and tears could not be shed, the pain in my heart was not relieved at all.
…
Outside the villa, the man got out of the car, a bit tired between his brows.
The original plan was to return on Sunday, but Rong Yu ended his trip early and returned to Tongcheng.
The purpose is to give his wife a small surprise. Thinking of her surprised expression when she saw him, the corners of the man's lips slowly curled up and stepped into the house.
"Where is the wife?"
"The wife is in the room."
Rong Yu took off his coat and put it on his arm, and stepped upstairs.
Outside the room, a depressed and restrained sob was faintly heard, and the man's good-looking eyebrows couldn't help but frown.
Pushing open the door gently, I saw the woman sitting with her knees on her knees, shrinking in the corner of the room, her shoulders shaking and whimpering in a low voice.
"Warm."
Fu Nuan looked like a frightened little beast, looking up, her eyes filled with panic.
A pair of beautiful eyes are already full of tears, and the eyes are flushed.
When she was extremely sad, seeing the person she trusted and wanted the most, all her forbearance disappeared.
Finally, she was no longer depressed, crying aloud, as if to vent all the sadness and pain.
The man didn't ask anything, walked to her side and squatted down, embracing her in his arms with distress.
His big warm hand gently stroked her hair. Although there are many doubts in his heart, it is not the time to ask at this moment.
Fu Nuan snuggled in his face and arms, tears gradually soaking his clothes.
"No matter what happens, I am here."
His low voice whispered in her ear, letting her know that he will always be her support.
Rong Yu was fortunate that this time he ended the trip early and came back early to be able to accompany her to tide over the difficulties.
The content of the diary reappeared in Fu Nuan's mind, each time it was a deeper torment for her.
"Why... so..."
The woman's voice was intermittent due to choking, murmured this sentence over and over again, repeating it mechanically.
"It's all my fault, I failed to save my mother..."
Her thinking is very confused and her speech is almost out of control.
But Rong Yu captured important information. She suffered so much because it was related to her mother.
"Obviously at that time, she was looking at me asking for help, why didn't I find it? Why?"
She lifted her eyes blankly, her eyes were hollow, her eyes were dim, the strength of her whole body was hollowed out, and she leaned weakly in his arms.
"What Grandpa Liu said back then was all facts..."
The corners of her mouth moved slightly, pulling out a wry smile.
"Mom is Fu Zhao..."
When the words came to her lips, she couldn't say the word "killed" at the end.
"If I had been more sensitive then, and didn't foolishly believe him, my mother might not die, and now I can stay by my side."
The man held her shoulders, staring at her deeply with black eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Nuan Nuan, look at me."
Fu Nuan's distracted eyes gradually focused, and his confused thoughts calmed down a little.
"You were only a few years old at that time. You can't control these things. Don't take the responsibility on yourself."
Fu Nuan knew the truth, but she couldn't help but blame herself or feel sad.
The father who has been calling for almost 30 years is such a hypocritical person!
"Mom is gone, Dad..."
No, that person, she doesn't deserve to be called "dad" at all!
"You still have me."
The man's powerful arms tightly encircled her, comforting her in his way and giving her peace of mind.
His chin touched her forehead lightly, and his voice was soft and gentle.
"Not only me, but also Xiao Nuo. You have us in your future, understand?"
Fu Nuan closed his eyes heavily, nodded, and drilled into his arms, desperately absorbing the warmth of tolerance.
She hugged him hard, as if as soon as she let go, the man would disappear.
He and Xiao Nuo are the two most important people in her life, and she can't lose anymore...
Rong Yu picked her up sideways and put her in the big horns.
In late autumn, she had been sitting on the cold floor for so long, and her fingers felt cold.
Rong Yu covered her with a quilt, tucked the quilt, and planned to get a cup of hot water. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, Fu Nuan's hand grabbed his clothes corner.
"Don't go... Don't go..."
Her eyes were full of panic, and she grabbed his fingers at the corner of his clothes and trembled slightly.
"I won't go, I will pour you a cup of hot water."
Fu Nuan shook his head repeatedly, and refused to let go, for fear that he would not be seen.
She is extremely sensitive now and needs someone to accompany her.
Upon seeing this, he opened the quilt and lay down beside her, his arms formed a protective circle to protect her in his arms.
"Don't be afraid, I won't leave. Don't think about it, sleep a while, huh?"
The person in her arms shook her head, she did not dare to sleep, as soon as she closed her eyes, the painful look of her mother would appear in her mind.
It's hard for anyone to accept that the biological father killed the biological mother, let alone a weak woman like her
"Nuannuan, obedient."
At this moment, all the comforting words looked pale and weak, and she could only wait for her to figure it out.
"Don't use other people's mistakes to punish yourself, it's not worth it."
Rong Yu kept talking to her, keeping her arms tightly around her, which made Fu Nuan feel relieved and his tight nerves relaxed.
In his warm embrace, she slowly closed her eyes, her breathing calmed down.
She slept very shallowly, and her body trembled when the nightmare was lingering.
Maybe it was because she felt her whole body surrounded by warmth, Fu Nuan's frowning brows stretched out, and the haze that had entangled her also disappeared a little...