Changsun Wuque looked at Qu Wenzhao with a complicated expression.
The words "I am your father" were stuck in my throat and I couldn't say them.
The air is stagnant.
Qu Wenzhao waited for a long time but received no answer, and his eyes were filled with confusion.
"Wen Zhao." Qu Li called him softly.
"Eldest sister, why are you so serious all of a sudden? Isn't he the second cousin instead of the third cousin?"
Qu Li's last letter made it very clear that his eldest cousin was very direct, a martial arts lover, and spoke in a loud voice. People who didn't know him well might think he was arguing with someone.
My second cousin is good at writing and has an elegant temperament.
My third cousin is both talented in literature and martial arts, and is a very tactful person.
"No." Qu Li glanced at Zhangsun Wuque, whose eyes were dim, and said, "He is our father."
boom--
Several thunderbolts exploded in Qu Wenzhao's mind, stunning him.
Qu Li’s words, “He is our father,” echoed in my ears over and over again.
Aren’t he and Qu Li orphans without parents?
Didn't his father die a long time ago?
Qu Wenzhao shook his head and muttered mechanically, "I don't believe it! You're lying."
Qu Li held his trembling hands.
The boy, who was clearly sweating all over, had his hands ice cold in just a moment.
"I didn't lie to you, Wen Zhao, he really is our father!"
Qu Li repeated these words tirelessly, and finally Qu Wenzhao regained his thoughts.
"If he is our father, then where has he been all these years?"
The tone was full of questioning, even accusation!
Qu Li was speechless.
After returning from the underwater palace, she always felt that she had lost a very important memory.
Not only her, but also Feng Yi and Changsun Wuque.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't remember.
She had no way to answer Qu Wenzhao's question, so in Qu Wenzhao's opinion, Qu Li was simply lying to him.
"Eldest sister, although I have felt countless times that fate has been unfair to me, every time I see Qu Yuxing being particularly good to Qu Wenqian, and Fang Shi loving him, I feel very uncomfortable. But I can't just recognize anyone as my father!"
Changsun Wuque's heart ached violently, and he stared at his son who looked very much like him with tears in his eyes.
Although he had already anticipated that his children would never recognize him, after all, if he put himself in their shoes, if he had a father who had been absent for more than ten years, he would not recognize him either.
But when he heard him say such words with his own ears, he still felt as if a thousand arrows were piercing his heart.
Qu Li held Qu Wenzhao's hand tightly, and said with a choked voice, "Wenzhao, I know these things must be difficult for you to accept at first. It was the same for me at first! But he is really our father. For more than ten years, everyone thought he was dead."
Qu Wenzhao laughed sarcastically: "Then why did someone who had been dead for over a decade suddenly appear again?"
"Wen Zhao!" Qu Li frowned.
"Eldest sister, you don't need to persuade me! Although I haven't read thousands of books, I'm not ignorant of right and wrong! As long as he answers a few questions, I will recognize him."
Qu Li's expression did not become relaxed because of his words.
Wen Zhao was previously harmed by Fang and became blind, and could only sit in a wheelchair and struggle to survive.
He has suffered so much injustice, how could he easily forgive his father who has been absent for more than ten years?
Feng Yi held his shoulders and signaled her not to continue persuading him.
Qu Wenzhao is now obviously stuck in a dead end.
It is said that the person who tied the bell must untie it. No matter what the reason was that Changsun Wuque was absent for so many years, it is a fact and cannot be changed at all.
If he wants Qu Wenzhao to forgive and accept him, he has to rely on Changsun Wuque, no one else can help him.
"Okay, ask."
Changsun Wuque's voice was hoarse from trying to control his emotions, and the veins on the back of his hand, which was placed on his knee, were bulging.
"Why haven't you come to see me and my elder sister all these years?"
Changsun Wuque was about to answer when Qu Wenzhao continued, "Also, where have you been these years?"
Just these two questions were enough to stump Changsun Wuque.
It’s not that he didn’t want to tell Qu Wenzhao the truth, but he forgot.
In Qu Wenzhao's eyes, his hesitation showed that he was not sincere.
The boy's face had completely darkened, and he smiled mockingly: "Whatever you want! Big sister, I'm a little tired, I want to go back to my room for a while."
Qu Li knew very well that haste makes waste, but he just felt a little sorry for him.
It is obvious that he has been longing for family warmth and the love of his loved ones over the years.
Looking at his lonely figure, she swallowed.
Feng Yi whispered to comfort her: "He will eventually think it through."
Qu Li nodded slightly.
There were footsteps outside, and Changle jumped into Qu Li's arms like a naughty monkey, hugging her tightly.
"Li'er, you're finally back. Let me see if you're okay!"
Qu Li let her look at him openly.
After making sure that she was safe and sound and not too thin, Changle felt a lump in her throat and tears flowed like a flood.
"Why are you crying!" Qu Li helped wipe the tears from her face with helplessness.
Changle grabbed her sleeve and wiped the tears from her face.
Qu Li scolded: "You've become a tabby cat!"
"Humph! You just dislike me for dirtying your clothes!"
"Am I that stingy?"
"Do you know that a lot of things have happened during this period of time, and I miss you so much?"
"You know everything. I miss you too!"
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