"Okay, I know. I will never let her repeat the same mistake."

Luo Chang'an can only respond.

At such a moment, he had nothing to agree to.

Only when the old man has to agree to all this can the old man feel at ease. When a person leaves, no one wants him to have regrets.

Life is so difficult, just looking for some joy in suffering. The old man’s happiest life is to have Luo Changan, the son. When he was most painful, he thought he had lost this son.

He began to fall into a slump.

There are much less smiles on my face.

"Okay! You are my good son... Chang'an, I have never blamed you. I just... feel a little sorry for your mother." As long as he didn't look for anyone else at that time, there would be only one son in Chang'an.

There will be no one else who will harm Chang'an, and there will be no position to seize the property.

He made the mistake at the source, and he blamed himself for the rest of his life. He also knew that his son was blaming himself for not coming back early, so he could not let his son blame himself for the rest of his life.

This kind of guilt comes out every time the night is quiet and people are chaotic. It is a time bomb that always comes out and blows it from time to time, which is unbearable.

"I know."

Tears fell on Luo Changan's jade-like face.

A man doesn’t cry easily, but he hasn’t reached the sad place.

He hasn't cried much.

Luo Changan thought he would never cry in his life, but he didn't expect that he couldn't hold it back today. He didn't want to cry in front of the old man, so as not to worry him.

"Dad, you have a good rest, let's find a doctor. Our Luo family will always find a good doctor. As long as you are still here, you will definitely be able to save him."

I don’t know whether Luo Changan’s words were comforting the old man or himself.

But in front of life, money, power and status are all over the world. People are equal at this moment. No matter who they are, they have to face life and death, and there is no privilege to forgive them. Even if the Luo family is covered by the sky with only one hand, even so many families will give the Luo family face.

But there is no way to change such an ending.

The old man couldn't stand it a few years ago. He suffered so much to survive for the obsession in his heart.

Uncle Fu knew the most.

"Chang'an... I can't hold on anymore. I'm so tired in this life."

"dad!"

"Chang'an, I don't know if I can see your mother. I miss her very much..."

"Dad! You... do you want to see Momo? By the way, Momo has a child. He was born five years ago. Dad, please hold on. I will go to see the child and bring it back. You must see him." Luo Changan didn't know what to use to leave him.

He even talked about Qin Mo and Chu Yiqin's children, hoping that the old man could see the child with one breath.

"Momo's child..."

"Yes, it's Momo's biological son, your seniority has increased again. You hold on, I'll find someone." Luo Changan's eyes turned red. He worked very hard, but there was no way.

He could feel the old man's hands were very cold.

It's like ice cubes, it can't be heated no matter how hard it is.

"Chang'an..."

"Dad, I will bring someone, don't..."

"Ahem... Chang'an, I can't do it anymore."

The old man of the Luo family coughed wildly, as if he was about to cough out his entire chest. Such a violent cough made his face look slightly red and his complexion improved. But Luo Changan knew that this was just a superficial phenomenon.
Chapter completed!