"Li'er... it's my father who's sorry for you... it's whether you hate me... it's okay if you blame me, don't slander yourself."

"Enough, stop talking, I beg you to stop talking."

"Why, why did I obviously do nothing wrong, but I just wanted me to bear so much." Mo Li sat down on the ground, hugged her head and cried bitterly.

Listening to his helpless accusation from the bottom of his heart, Mo Shaohan burst into tears.

He said sorry to him for more than ten years. Now that I think about it, I actually put pressure on me.

Mo Shaohan raised his hand and covered his head against the edge of the operating table: "Li'er, take good care of yourself, take good care of your mother, take good care of..."

Bai Qianchi's name was stuck in his throat.

Mo Shaohan suddenly woke up, Oh my God, what was he saying, how could he be so selfish that he asked Li'er to take care of Qianchi... How cruel this should be to him.

"I take care of her, I take care of her, I beg you not to leave me, don't leave me and my mother..." Mo Li raised his head and grabbed his hand.

His gradually cold hands made Mo Li feel endless fear.

"Child, in the next life, don't be my child anymore. I'm afraid I will still not be a father."

Mo Li's heart was as if he was shattered, and he couldn't say a word.

"Li'er... Can I ask you something in the end?" Mo Shaohan's breath became weaker and weaker, and his eyes were almost unable to open, but tears at the corners of his eyes were still flowing.

Mo Li's throat was strangled by an invisible big hand, making it so painful that he couldn't speak.

"You said, you said..." He raised his face full of tears and looked at Mo Shaohan who was dying on the operating table.

"After I die, can I...can I bury me and her? I beg you, I only have this wish..."

"No, no." Mo Li shook his head crying and said, "I beg you, can I beg you? Don't leave me and my mother. I really have nothing but you. I beg you..."

Mo Shaohan was unable to breathe normally and had a lack of oxygen in his brain, which caused tinnitus. Mo Li couldn't hear Mo Li's words clearly, but he just heard him crying, crying sadly and scared...

This is the first time he has heard him cry like this in so many years.

Mo Shaohan felt heartbroken, but he couldn't do anything.

Even at the last moment, he was still doing something to hurt him.

"Li'er, May... on May 20th, you must go... to attend Qianchi's wedding. In this world, you are the only relative..."

Qianchi, my child, forgive my dad.

Dad really tried his best. I'm sorry, I can't see you wearing a wedding dress and getting married beautifully.

Dad is really useless, I can't even do the only thing I promised you.

Li'er, Qianchi, children, what I owe you, if I can, I will be willing to compensate you no matter how many lifetimes I have.

But now, I'm really leaving...

Xi'er, it's been nineteen years, and we're finally going to meet again.

very nice!

His eyes slowly closed, and the last tear fell from the corners of his eyes.

The hand that Mo Li held tightly was instantly powerless. If Mo Li hadn't held it tightly, it would have been hanging on the operating table.

Feeling that his hands were exhausted in an instant, Mo Li's crying came to an abrupt end.

He raised his head blankly and looked at Mo Shaohan who had closed his eyes on the operating table at this moment...

The tears in his eyes slid, making Mo Li see his departure more clearly.

His mind was blank and he could hardly think.

Just stared at Mo Shaohan blankly and shouted softly: "Father..."

He seemed to be waking a sleeping person, but this person would never wake up again.

Mo Li's tears surged out in an instant, and she collapsed and cried.

"Ah...ah..."
Chapter completed!