His words left netizens in the live broadcast room puzzled. After all, he and his wife have been showing that they love their children deeply during this period.
Fan Sheng showed no signs of guilt. What he said next was all true events.
"After our daughter passed away, my wife fell into a trance and she always said she could see Qiqi still with us.
At first, I thought she missed her daughter too much, but a few days later, her son also said he could see his sister.
Fan Sheng and his son sat on the sofa. Looking at his wife crying while holding their daughter's clothes, he felt sad, but since his wife was like this, he could only pretend to be strong.
"Wife, I know you feel bad, but you can't not eat.
You always say that Qiqi is still with us and that she is the most sensible person. She would definitely be sad to see you like this."
Yue Wenzhu did not respond to her husband's concern, she looked up at the door.
"Qiqi, you're home now, why don't you come in? Are you blaming your mother for not taking good care of you?
Mom knows. Do you think you are not good-looking now? Don’t worry, no matter what you become, you will be the most beautiful child in mom’s eyes.
Come in quickly, it's still raining outside, aren't you cold there now?"
Yue Wenzhu carefully discussed this with her daughter. This was the best solution she could think of.
I don’t know what’s wrong with my daughter, but as soon as she gets close to her, she disappears immediately.
Fan Sheng couldn't bear to see his wife so nervous. He put his son on the sofa and said, "Wenzhu, how many times do I have to tell you that our daughter will never come back?"
As he said this, he was about to close the living room door.
Yue Wenzhu pressed him down on the sofa like a madman: "I won't let you drive my daughter away."
Fan Sheng did not indulge him as usual, and directly opened her up: "No matter what you say, I will restore our family life to normal today."
Just as he was about to stand up, his son's voice came from behind: "Dad, please move aside. You're delaying me from seeing my sister."
His son's words hit Fan Sheng hard. He lost his composure and grabbed his son's hand tightly. "What did you say? Qiqi is really standing at the door."
Perhaps realizing he had lost his composure, he quickly tried to make amends: "Son, you can't talk nonsense here just to make your mother happy."
Lele nodded firmly: "Dad, I'm not talking nonsense, my sister is really standing at the door, and she is smiling at me."
When Fan Sheng was stunned, he tried to pull his hand out with all his strength, but failed. He could only remind his father loudly: "Dad, you are too strong. My hand hurts so much when you pinch it."
His son's reminder woke Fan Sheng up. Before he could comfort his son, his wife's voice with a hint of tears came from behind.
"Fan Sheng, why do I feel like you're so strange? It seems like you really don't want to see our daughter."
Fan Sheng hugged his wife and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Of course I want to be reunited with my daughter.
But I am the pillar of the family. If I fall, what will happen to you and your son?
Okay, since you and your son have seen Kiki, I won’t stop you from now on.
But you have to promise me that you will eat well, sleep well, and don’t let Lele, Qiqi, and I worry about you.”
“From that day on, I never stopped my wife.
The focus of my wife's daily life became playing games with Kiki in the house, and their son often joined them.
I was the only one standing there, like an outsider.
Sometimes my wife also asks me why I can’t see Kiki.
Of course I couldn't answer this question, so I could only blame it on the fact that I was a man with too much yang energy, which made it impossible for my daughter to get close to me.
If what happened later had not happened, I think I would have let Qiqi live at home forever."
"Five nights ago, my wife woke up frequently from her dreams.
Every time she woke up, she would hug me and cry, saying sorry to Qiqi."
Fan Sheng gently patted his wife's back: "Wenzhu, what's wrong with you? Did you dream about Qiqi again?"
Yue Wenzhu's voice was on the verge of collapse: "Fan Sheng, I dreamed of the scene when Qiqi died.
In the dream, Kiki and I got on the elevator together, and just like in reality, the elevator broke down halfway down.
I saw Qiqi crying helplessly in the elevator. She shouted loudly for her parents to save her.
But I could only stand by, forced to be a bystander who could do nothing.
Fan Sheng, did you know that our Kiki did not die when the elevator fell?
Her little hands were still moving and she was still calling "Mommy and Daddy".
However, no one came to save her, so she lay in the elevator, waiting for death alone.
My Qiqi, she is so afraid of the dark, how scared she must have been at that time."
Fan Sheng felt the tears flowing down his neck, his voice a little hoarse: "It's all over, it's over..."
"There's no past. Qiqi letting me see this means she's still mad at us."
Before his wife could comfort him, his son beside him started crying in his sleep.
"Dad, save me, I don't want to die."
Fan Sheng looked at his son who was about to fall into a nightmare and quickly woke him up: "Le Le, what's wrong with you? Mom and Dad are here, and they won't let anyone hurt you."
Lele rubbed his crying face and said, "Dad, I saw my sister fall from the elevator.
I tried to pull her, but I couldn’t.”
Fan Sheng broke out in a cold sweat after seeing his son and wife's behavior. A terrifying thought came to his mind: Could it be that his daughter blamed her family for her death and wanted them to go down to accompany her?
The next day, Fan Sheng deliberately walked into the elevator at the time when his daughter had the accident.
"Qiqi, Dad doesn't know why you don't want Dad to see you, and I don't understand why you scare Mom and brother in your dreams.
If you really think that something happened to you because your family didn't take good care of you, then come to your dad and don't take them out.
You know your mother is timid and she can't stand the shock you gave her."
Just as Fan Sheng was talking to his daughter, the elevator suddenly shook violently.
Fan Sheng was frightened by this sudden change. When he was thinking about how to ask for help, the elevator door suddenly opened.
He rushed out of the elevator quickly and when he reached the safe area, he collapsed on the ground in fear.
After a while, the property manager downstairs came out from another elevator.
He helped Fan Sheng up: "Mr. Fan, why did you get into the elevator again? Didn't you read the message I sent to the group yesterday?"
Fan Sheng's face was full of bitterness: "I haven't been in the mood to look at my phone these days."
The property manager thought of the accident that happened to Fan Sheng and grinned awkwardly: "It was all my negligence. I should have come to tell you in person."
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