Seeing the old woman opening her eyes on the bed, he tried to smile and walked over slowly, "I was just out for a while, why did you wake up?"

Yang Cuiping was in a trance when she heard her old man's voice. She looked up and saw him. She spoke in a weak voice: "Old Mu, where is your son?..."

Pain flashed in Mr. Mu's eyes, but the smile on his face remained unchanged. He walked over and took her hand, "Son is busy, he will come to see us when he is done, you should have a good rest."

Yang Cuiping smiled bitterly, "My son should blame me, Old Mu, I'm sorry. I did something wrong. I didn't teach my daughter well enough to do such a thing."

Old Master Mu's smile faded slightly. "You don't have to say these things. I know you feel bitter, Cuiping. I am sorry for you. I know you were hit hard by the matter between the eldest and second sons. You just transferred all your heart and soul to Lian Shen. You care too much about this son, so you lost your sense of proportion for a moment."

"Cui Ping, although I, Mu Hongtao, have done my duty to the country, I am sorry for you. It is my Mu family that has let you down..."

Yang Cuiping looked sick at the moment. After hearing his words, she just shook her head in a daze, said nothing, turned her head and buried her face in the pillow.

Mr. Mu gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and just sat in front of the bed, guarding her.

No matter what she did wrong, it was all because he cared too little. It was all his fault. He had devoted all his attention to the army and had never taken care of the family or her.

So anyone can blame her, but he can't.

In the end, Mu Lianshen walked into the hospital gate under the moonlight.

He walked to the door of the ward, but did not go in. Instead, he stood outside the door and watched for a long time.

Through the crack in the door, I could see her lying on the hospital bed, and Old Man Mu was lying in front of the bed. The moonlight didn't come in, so the person inside looked even darker and more obscure.

He looked at her with complicated eyes for a long time before looking away.

He waved goodbye to the guard standing at the door and took his place at the door.

He leaned against the wall, folded his arms and lowered his eyes, hiding his complicated complex expressions.

I don't know how much time has passed, I only know that it is late at night...

The door of the ward was suddenly opened, and Mr. Mu walked out. He was not surprised to see him standing outside the door. He just carefully closed the door and whispered, "Your mother is asleep. Let's go to another place and have a good chat."

Mu Lianshen stepped forward and supported him as he walked forward.

The two walked in silence until they sat down on a chair not far from the hospital's inpatient department.

"Hey...youngest, did you bring cigarettes? Give dad one." Grandpa Mu said.

Mu Lianshen shifted his gaze to him and said in an ambiguous tone: "Dad, you have quit smoking for more than ten years, and this is a hospital, you can't smoke."

"Yes, old man, I've quit smoking," Grandpa Mu chuckled, turned around and looked at his son who had obviously lost a few pounds and looked a little haggard, "Lian Shen, are you tired?"

Mu Lianshen lowered his head and said softly, "No."

Mr. Mu stretched out his wrinkled hand and patted his head gently. "It's okay if you're tired. Take a good rest for a while. It's also my fault. I only taught you how to be a soldier since you were a child. I didn't teach you anything else."

"As a father, I have undoubtedly failed... I didn't teach you and your sister well."

"Lian Shen, don't be depressed. These things...are not your fault."

Old Master Mu took his hand back and sighed, "When your two brothers passed away, I was almost your age. At that time, I felt that I couldn't go on. It was too painful... But at that time, I thought that I had to avenge them, so I persevered."

"Lian Shen, can you find someone or something that can help you hold on? Come out quickly."

"No matter what decision you make, I support you. Don't keep being depressed. It's not good. Be a real man and you won't get over anything."

Mu Lianshen smiled and shook his head. That smile was very faint, with some self-mockery in his face. "Dad, I just don't know what to do for the moment."

"Then don't do anything for now..." Old Master Mu looked up at the sky and whispered, "Take a break for a while. You haven't gotten over what happened more than a decade ago. Now you know that you missed more than a decade. You must feel bad."

"And that child, Lian Shen, don't force him to accept you. Our Mu family owes him. Although you are blood relatives, you have missed each other for more than ten years."

"This matter can't be resolved just by you saying sorry and her saying it's okay..."

"We don't know how the child grew up, whether she suffered any hardship or injury, so we can't ask her to do anything."

"Dad, I know," Mu Lianshen nodded slightly.

He certainly wouldn't force her to do anything.

Mr. Mu stood up shakily, holding on to the chair. "We have to go back. Your mother will be worried when she wakes up and can't see me."

Mu Lianshen stepped forward, supported his arm, and slowly walked towards the ward.

On the way, Mr. Mu grabbed his arm and said, "Lian Shen, the doctor said your mother will die in the next two days. Can you... see her off before she leaves? So that she can feel at ease?"

Mu Lianshen looked at the deepening wrinkles on his forehead and his increasingly gray hair.

The whole person has become haggard and old, which makes people feel sad.

Is he that old too?

Mu Lianshen's eyes were slightly red, and his voice was hoarse: "Dad, don't worry, I will stay by her side starting tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work..." Mr. Mu sighed, nodded, and patted his arm lightly.

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