Chapter 748 "What happened to my dad?"
It was noon at this moment. Outside the company building, the sun was shining brightly. The midday sun was even a little scorching, but Song Cun felt as if the sky was dark and the earth was gloomy.
She asked in a trembling voice: "What happened to my dad?"
On the other end of the phone, her mother burst into tears. Amidst her desperate cries, Song Cun managed to make out a few words: "Falling from the eighth floor," "Her stomach was pierced by a steel bar"...
Song Cun didn't know how she hung up the phone, nor did she know how she got to the airport. She felt like she was being strangled by a big hand, as if steel bars were inserted into her body. She was shackled and couldn't breathe every minute and every second.
She bought a ticket for the nearest flight. In the waiting hall, people were coming and going. She sat stiffly in her seat, staring blankly ahead. Her mind echoed hundreds of times with her mother's cries, "Fell from the eighth floor," "My stomach hit the steel bar"...
She always thought that she didn't have much feelings for her father, especially after she started working and making money, her parents' behavior made her increasingly heartbroken.
Her father is dull, stubborn, and has a bad temper. She has never remembered any particularly close moments between father and daughter since she was a child, and her father's love has always been vague to her.
She remembered that in Chinese classes from childhood to adulthood, the teacher had assigned her many essays on the theme of "Fatherly Love" and "My Father". She was always very embarrassed to write such essays. Later, she learned to forge things. She used words to make up the appearance of her ideal father in her composition book.
Even the teacher couldn't tell the truth from the false, and used her made-up story as a model essay, asking her to stand on the podium and read it aloud in front of the whole class.
However, at this moment, many fragments of memory emerged effortlessly in Song Cun's mind.
For example, on a winter morning with heavy snow, the snow on the road covered her calves, making the journey to school extremely difficult. Her father carried her on his bicycle, and she sat on the back seat, her legs swinging. All the way from home to school, she silently watched her father's military coat turn white under the heavy snow. For example, at noon, she went to the construction site to ask her father for the house key. She saw her father squatting on the ground with his bare chest, holding the lunch box distributed on the construction site in his hands. The sweat on his thin back seemed endless...
For example, in the junior high school final exam, she ranked first in the whole grade. When her father came back from school after attending a parent-teacher meeting for her, he bought three pounds of pork head meat at once, and he drank half a pound of white wine that night.
Song Cun didn't know when her eyes became wet. She lowered her head and tears fell drop by drop onto her hands.
The cell phone had rang countless times. She looked at the lit screen with tears in her eyes. On it, the three words "Liang Zhouheng" kept flashing, as if suddenly pulling her out of an extremely painful abyss. However, immediately afterwards, something flashed through her mind, and then hundreds of needles flew over and pierced her heart.
She stared at the screen for one second, two seconds, three seconds...
Until the ringing stopped completely.
The announcement in the hall informed her that it was time to board the plane. She put her phone back in her bag and walked towards the boarding gate with numb legs.
The flight was only an hour and a half, but it felt long enough for her.
Before boarding the plane, she called her mother for the last time. Her mother cried and told her that the doctor said there was still hope of saving her, but also asked the family to be mentally prepared for the worst.
However, when she got off the plane, her mother's phone was no longer reachable.
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