Chapter 1566 Child, I Can't Come Back

A refusal, almost subconsciously, popped out of An Yanmo's mouth.

An Jiancheng, who was just about to walk towards him, suddenly froze his body movements, his whole expression became very uncomfortable, and his eyes were full of disappointment.

"Yes, yes, just call a servant." An Jiancheng said immediately.

An Xiaowan pursed her lips and pushed An Yanmo to the bedside.

There were servants waiting on the side, and it was indeed not possible to ask An Jiancheng to do this matter, but An Xiaowan wanted them to relieve the embarrassment.

It seems... the relationship between father and son is unsolvable.

"Dad, would you like something to eat?"

An Yanmo hesitated for two seconds, then nodded.

An Xiaowan went out and ordered the servants to prepare, then paused at the door for a moment, then turned around and closed the door.

In the room, only An Yanmo and An Jiancheng were left.

Both father and son are now of a certain age, and when they look at each other in relative silence, they are full of vicissitudes.

An Yanmo just looked out the window without saying a word.

An Jiancheng looked at An Yanmo with tears in his eyes. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

After a while, he said in a hoarse trembling voice: "Yanmo...you...you finally woke up. That's great."

Hearing this, An Yanmo suddenly chuckled and raised his eyes, "How about it?"

An Jiancheng was taken aback, "Of course."

An Yanmo fell silent.

An Jiancheng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, hesitated for a moment, and wanted to go out.

Outside the door, An Xiaowan came over with food and was about to knock on the door, but suddenly heard voices coming from inside.

"My life was ruined by you." An Yanmo's voice was deep, "You made me lose the love of my life... Even if you are my father, I will never forget it in my life."

Everything started from losing her, becoming no longer warm, and embarked on one wrong path after another.

An Jiancheng harmed An Yanmo's life, and An Yanmo's life harmed An Xiaowan.

"I..." An Jiancheng was dumbfounded for a moment, sitting on the chair weakly, his eyes were dull, "At that time, I was also afraid that you...would be hurt."

An Yanmo spoke again, "But the harm I suffered was ultimately due to you."

An Xiaowan, who was standing at the door, trembled slightly with the hand holding the tray.

What are they talking about?

Are you talking about the past? It was... her biological mother who caused them to fall apart?

No matter how An Xiaowan searched her mind, she couldn't find any memory about her mother. She frowned slightly, recalling what her father said to her when he suddenly woke up from a deep sleep.

He asked her to find her biological mother.

But, An Yanmo woke up, why didn't he mention it again?

"I'm sorry, Yan Mo... I was indeed wrong about what happened back then." An Jiancheng's eyes were red, and his fingertips were trembling, "Yan Mo, I have been regretting all these years.

"But she can't come back. Our child can't come back either."

When An Xiaowan outside the door heard this, her hands trembled and she almost spilled all the food on the tray.

She gently placed the tray on the table beside her, took a deep breath, and clasped her hands.

child? Can't come back?

The stories An Xiaowan had been hearing all along were that her mother had dystocia, and she passed away not long after.

"If that child is still here, he would be 21 by now." An Yanmo said in a low voice, with pain in his voice.