C66 - C68

                                    

                                          
"Ling Yao."
　　
　　Ji Yanting stood up all of a sudden, staring at Ling Yao excitedly, his voice trembling slightly: "What did you say your name was?" His daughter's name is Ling Yao, and the girl in front of him is also called Ling Yao. Is it a coincidence? Or?
　　
　　If she is really his daughter, it would be great, but Qin Hai clearly said that his daughter is dead, Qin Hai should not lie to him. But he didn't see the graves of his wife and daughter, and he was still unwilling in his heart, still holding a glimmer of hope.
　　
　　Ji Yuanming was also shocked, it was such a coincidence.
　　
　　Ling Yao looked at Ji Yanting in confusion, "Ling Yao, Ling in the early morning, Yao in the Yaolin Qiongshu." The other party was so excited when he heard her name, could it be that he was related to them as she guessed?
　　
　　"Then is your birthday on September 28th? Is your mother called Ling Xuemei?" Ji Yanting was full of tension and expectation, and even his breathing became lighter unconsciously.
　　
　　Ling Yao was shocked, the other party actually knew her birthday and her mother's name? It seems that her guess was correct.
　　
　　She looked at Ji Yanting deeply and nodded, "Yes, my birthday is September 28th, and my mother's name is Ling Xuemei."
　　
　　Ji Yanting's body trembled suddenly, and his eyes were moistened instantly. He took two steps forward excitedly, stretched out his hand to touch Ling Yao's head, and trembled and retracted his hand halfway, "Child, I finally found you, I am your father!"
　　
　　Ling Yao widened her eyes, looking in disbelief. Although she guessed that Ji Yanting had a relationship with them, she didn't expect that he was her father who had been lost for many years.
　　
　　Thinking of the hardships her mother had suffered over the years, and her previous life, her mother had never seen this man until she died, Ling Yao's face turned cold, "Then tell me, why didn't you come to us for so many years?"
　　
　　She longed for fatherly love, especially when she was a child, seeing that other children had fathers, she really wanted to have a father, and to ride on her father's shoulders and act like a spoiled child like other children.
　　
　　As she continued to grow up, especially after experiencing a life, she no longer needed a father. Father was just a noun to her. It was enough for her to have a mother in this life.
　　
　　Ji Yanting's voice was choked with sobs, "Child... It's not that I don't want to look for you, I..." He almost burst into tears.
　　
　　Ji Yuanming stepped forward, patted Ji Yanting's shoulder comfortingly, and looked at Ling Yao, "Sister, Dad is not unwilling to look for you, he just has no choice. After he went back that year, he was arranged by grandpa to join the army. Grandpa said that as long as he can earn a future, he will let him take you and Aunt Ling back. For this reason, he accepted all the dangerous missions. He was seriously injured in one mission and was in a coma for many years. After waking up, his legs could not move, but he kept looking for you. Even if the news he got was bad news, he never gave up."
　　
　　"This time he came to Yuncheng to look for you. We went to Hongxing Village and got the news that you have been dead for many years, and even the tomb was washed away by the mountain torrent."
　　
　　"Yaoyao, Dad is sorry for you. You and your mother have suffered so much. Dad will definitely compensate you in the future. Can you forgive Dad?" Ji Yanting looked at Ling Yao eagerly.
　　
　　Ling Yao took a deep breath and said calmly: "If mom is willing to forgive you, I will forgive you." The one who really suffered was her mother. She had been raising her alone for so many years, acting as both a mother and a father, and had suffered a lot. She could not forgive the other person on behalf of her mother. The suffering her mother had endured over the years could not be expressed in words.
"Then can I wait here for your mother to come back?" Ji Yanting had already made up his mind. If he could not get his wife's forgiveness this time, he would not leave. He would stay here with them until they forgive him.
　　
　　"Whatever you want." Ling Yao said, and turned to walk outside.
　　
　　Ji Yanting reached out to wipe the tears from his face, and looked at Ji Yuanming happily, "Yuanming, you go buy some vegetables, daily necessities, clothes, and home appliances now." Although his wife and daughter had not forgiven him yet, he was also very happy that they were not dead and he still had a chance to make up for them.
　　
　　"Okay." Ji Yuanming nodded and walked out.
　　
　　Ji Yanting moved a chair and sat at the door. His eyes were fixed on the door, and he was looking forward to the return of the person he had been thinking about.
　　
　　Ling Yao walked out of the room and saw Ji Yanting sitting under the eaves. She glanced at him and walked towards the kitchen.
　　
　　Ling Xuemei was carrying a medicine box, looking tired. When she reached the door of her house, she stopped. That person should have left, right? He probably didn't know she lived here.
　　
　　Then she smiled bitterly. He had abandoned her and her daughter for so many years, how could he still remember them?
　　
　　Just thinking of that man, her heart would still hurt, as if someone had pinched it hard, and it hurt so much that it was hard to breathe. She really hated him, hated that he had no news for so many years, hated that he had ignored her and her daughter for so many years.
　　
　　Also, if it weren't for him, wouldn't they have moved again and again?
　　
　　Her hands tightly grasped the medicine box, and her knuckles turned pale because of the force. Even if the man really came to find her and her daughter, she would not forgive him.
　　
　　Taking a deep breath, Ling Xuemei walked into the yard. When she saw the person sitting under the eaves, she was stunned and didn't even notice that the medicine box had fallen to the ground. Why hasn't he left yet?
　　
　　Ji Yanting saw Ling Xuemei, stood up excitedly, and rushed towards her quickly, "Xuemei, I finally found you." All this really seemed like a dream, and he still had a sense of unreality. He finally found his wife and daughter, and he would never be separated from them again.
　　
　　"Who are you? I don't know you." Ling Xuemei took two steps back and ran into the house in a panic.
　　
　　"Xuemei, don't leave, listen to my explanation." Ji Yanting hurriedly chased after Ling Xuemei.
　　
　　Ling Xuemei ran into the house and was about to close the door. She really didn't want to have anything to do with this man anymore.
　　
　　Ji Yanting pushed the door open and closed it, looking at Ling Xuemei with moist eyes, tears sliding down uncontrollably, "Xuemei, listen to my explanation, all these years I..."
　　
　　"I don't want to listen, go away, I don't want to see you in this life, go away, don't bother me and Yaoyao anymore." Ling Xuemei covered her ears, squatted down crying, and her whole body trembled. Why did he want to break into her life after so many years? Why didn't he let her go? Why? Why?
　　
　　"It's my fault, it's all my fault, you can hit me, scold me, as long as you can forgive me." Ji Yanting stretched out his hand to hug Ling Xuemei, but was pushed hard by Ling Xuemei and fell backwards.