Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Madam has already entered the emergency room.

When there was still some distance from the door of the tavern, Cheng Zhi's pace slowed down little by little.

She held an umbrella and stared at the soaked man on the roadside in the misty white rain, until she stopped completely.

The man was squatting on the curb with his back to her. The heavy rain washed his hair and clothes, and the water on his body continued to flow down like a stream.

I don't know how long he stood there, but when the man inadvertently turned his face sideways, he suddenly turned his head.

Cheng Zhi's eyes widened instantly, and his violently beating heart seemed to stop at this moment.

She couldn't even hear the noisy rain.

The man stood up quickly and took two quick steps in her direction.

Because he was so anxious, he almost fell down as soon as he took a step.

But the next second, he suddenly stopped again.

"Little Zhi..."

These two words were like a spell that traveled through time, pulling Cheng Zhi back to many years ago in the blink of an eye.

That was when she was very young, and she was still the carefree little princess of the Cheng family.

Her father, who loved her, once picked her up from school and forgot to bring her umbrella. He playfully turned around and picked her up on his back. He ignored the driver's shouts and carried her all the way home as if to avoid being chased.

The final result was that she had a cold and a fever, and her mother didn't look good to her father for a month.

But when she was lying in bed with a fever, she would still smile at her father when she saw him and ask him to run faster next time so that she would not be caught up by the "sickness".

But now, she was standing in the rain, not sick, but unable to laugh at all.

Even as soon as he opened his mouth, the tears that filled his eyes began to fall and couldn't stop.

The resentment that had dissipated in the old house seemed to be back again.

She turned around and ran away with a mouthful of hot anger in her throat.

"Xiao Zhi!" Cheng Jiaye ran after her and fell to the ground within two steps.

Cheng Zhi still couldn't harden his heart and looked back.

At this glance, she could no longer move.

She saw her father rolling in mud and water, getting up, and running towards her with a limp, funny and embarrassed look.

He stopped one step away from her. The tears and rain on his face could not be distinguished, only his red eyes could be distinguished.

"I'm sorry, Dad, you've lost a lot of weight..." Cheng Jiaye wanted to wipe his daughter's tears, but his hands and body were covered with water and she was very dirty, so it was hard to touch her who was clean and haggard.

Cheng Zhi rubbed his eyes, took a step back, and asked loudly, almost angrily: "Why aren't you dead?"

"You are not dead, you should go find your biological brother! You have stopped wanting me and my mother a long time ago, and I don't want to see you!"

She misses him.

The moment she was sure it was really her father, she had a few seconds of ecstasy.

But then, she really saw him, who was still alive, constantly approaching her, with a familiar distressed expression on his face.

It’s impossible not to blame.

In order to take the blame for Yuan Chengjie, who was a complete outsider to her and her mother, he indirectly killed her mother, making her unable to survive several times, and she is still suffering to this day.

He actually came to find her!

Cheng Jiaye looked guilty and painful, "When I failed to commit suicide, Huo Linyuan transferred me to a prison with stricter controls and a more remote location. More than a month ago, I broke my leg while working, so I was released from prison half a month ago. After that, I couldn’t come to see you right away…”

Cheng Zhi thought about the few steps he took after him. He was indeed in a weird posture, staggered, and finally fell.

"I know you are suffering, Xiao Zhi, dad is sorry for you..."

Cheng Jiaye choked up several times while speaking.