"That's right, you have survived the critical moment, nothing will happen again." Liao Qingshan said with a smile.

"Xiangxiang is back? My Xiangxiang is back." Suddenly, a person rushed in from outside, quickly came to Li Xiyue, and handed a dish to her, "Xiangxiang, Daddy made your favorite sweet and sour fish, eat it while it's hot, fish will become fishy when it's cold."

Li Xiyue looked at the man in front of him. He was in his forties, tall and good-looking. He must have been very handsome when he was young, but his temples were gray, his eyes were blurred, and his expression was dazed. It was obvious that he had mental problems.

"Dad!" Chu Xun chased in and grabbed him, "She's not Xiangxiang, she's my girlfriend, her name is Li Xiyue."

"It's Xiangxiang. She's my Xiangxiang." Chu Ruilin shook off Chu Xun and squatted in front of Li Xiyue, smiling. "Xiangxiang, why don't you eat? Are you still blaming Dad?"

Chu Xun wanted to pull him, but Li Xiyue stopped him with her eyes and took the fish with a smile, "I'll eat it. I like sweet and sour fish the most."

"You don't blame dad anymore?" Chu Ruilin's eyes were full of anticipation.

Li Xiyue smiled and nodded, "I don't blame you, you didn't mean it, right?"

Back then, he was deceived by that Japanese woman and lost his daughter. Years of guilt and self-blame bent the back of this upright man.

The dead are pitiful, but the living are the ones who suffer the most.

"Yes, I didn't mean it. I was just cheated. I just accidentally lost Xiangxiang. My Xiangxiang doesn't blame me anymore..." Chu Ruilin was very happy.

Li Xiyue was afraid that he would get too emotional, so she handed him the fish and said, "The fish has bones, can you help me pick them out?"

"Okay, I'll pick it out. Don't let the fish bones get stuck in my Xiangxiang." Chu Ruilin took the plate, walked to the table beside him and started picking out the fish bones carefully.

When Chu Xun saw his father like this, he closed his eyes in pain.

"Axun." Li Xiyue stood up and walked to his side, holding his hand.

Chu Xunhui held her hand and said gratefully, "Thank you, Yueyue."

Li Xiyue shook her head.

"My dad is lucid less and less often, but he always remembers that my sister likes sweet and sour fish, so he cooks this dish every day, hoping that one day she will come to eat it." Chu Xun looked at his father who was hunched over the table picking fish bones, and felt sad.

Li Xiyue sighed. People must not do wrong things, otherwise they will live in guilt and regret all their lives.

"I almost vomited after eating that fish." Liao Qingshan said with disgust.

He has lived with Chu Ruilin for a year. He has to see him go crazy every day and eat the fish he cooks every day. He is really fed up with it.

Li Xiyue walked over to him and sat down and asked, "Grandpa, is Uncle Chu's illness incurable?"

With grandpa's medical skills, it shouldn't be difficult to cure Chu Ruilin.

"Why punish him?" Liao Qingshan asked, "Isn't this a good idea?"

Li Xiyue was stunned for a moment, then understood.

Yes, once he wakes up, he has to face the pain. Living in such an unclear state is actually a good thing for him.

Chu Ruilin, who was picking fish bones with his head down, had tears in his eyes...