Chapter 332 Burning His Heart

Those memories, those pains that were suppressed in my heart, finally cried out uncontrollably when my father woke up the day.

That year, she quietly picked up pocket money from bottles in the school, bought a cake for her sister, and was snatched by Feng Xinjing, she didn't cry.

On that day, Yuan Luyi ran to the school to ridicule, beat and scold her arbitrarily, and she watched numbly while gritting her teeth.

There are still many times when she does not dare to get sick or have a fever, because she is afraid that she will just leave, what will happen to her father and sister?

There are too many, and Feng Sujin also cried when she couldn't control her emotions. She should not take the painful ones, because it would make her lose her heart.

She doesn't want to make herself narrow.

No matter how difficult life is, she is willing to persevere and believe in miracles in the world.

She finally waited until the day when her father woke up.

The more Feng Yi understands about this daughter, only by letting her put down all the pain can she truly embark on the most brilliant and bright journey in her life.

After Feng Sujin cried, she wiped her tears, "Dad, I..."

"Jin'er, crying is a kind of vent. Dad only wants you and your sister to be happy."

Feng Sujin hugged her father gently as she did when she was a child, leaning on his shoulder, her eyebrows were curved, and there were still tears in her eyes, but it was bright and scorching like the one washed after the rain, and the pain and suffocation disappeared. Bright, best illuminates everything.

Feng Yiyue just woke up and couldn't say too much, it was all Feng Sujin talking, the sun shone on the ward and on the father and daughter, bringing the softest halo.

...

Jun Mohan was standing outside all the time. He heard Feng Sujin's pain and piercing cry inside. He could only close his eyes to cover the endless pity inside.

His hands were clenched into fists by his side, struggling to endure the waves of emotions, there was an urge to hold her in his arms, wipe her tears, wipe her pain.

Jun Mohan felt a little heavy even breathing at this time.

His heart is trembling, for the sake of the person who has been hurt but still maintains that kindness, and also the person he loves, his wife.

His throat rolled dry, and then he let out a deep sigh, a voice hidden in his heart, "A Jin, you are allowed to cry this time."

After this time, he couldn't see her tears again, because it would burn his heart and burn all his sanity.

At this moment, he has to endure the distress and the impulse, not to accompany and care for her.

It was the space that belonged to their father and daughter, and he waited silently, leaving them time.

...

Inside the house, the father and daughter talked a lot, and then laughter gradually came out, as if all the haze had dissipated, revealing a large expanse of sunlight.

Thinking of her sister, Feng Sujin quickly picked up her mobile phone and clicked on the video that Jun Mohan sent her earlier.

"Dad, this is a video of my sister's life in Nanliu No. 1 Middle School. She is fine now. Dad can wake up, and I also hope that my sister can get back to normal."

Feng Yiyue sighed in his heart. At the beginning, he and his wife wanted to send Mayfair to Nanliu No. 1 Middle School, but they were not reluctant at that time, but it was indeed suitable for a child like Mayfair, and it might make her return to normal as soon as possible.

The more Feng Yi looked at the phone, the more he saw Feng Yifei's daily life.

Ever since Feng Sufei was sent to Nanliu No. 1 Middle School, she has been carefully taken care of by someone every day, teaching her a lot of things, and according to her daily discoveries of her preferences, she tried to stimulate their hidden abilities and make her return to normal.

Although Feng Sufei has the same mentality as a child, she also has an interest in knives and guns.