Chapter 1845: I want Zhuo Yarong and Lu Yuchen to forgive me

"I, let me see Miss Yue." Lu Huanting's voice was a little hoarse.
Zhuo Yarong didn't speak, and walked aside.
Lu Qi helped Lu Huanting and walked in slowly and hard.
Lu Huanting approached step by step, feeling a little bit of regret and annoyance in his heart.
The people standing in this house should have been his wife, his son, his daughter-in-law and his grandchildren.
But now, they looked at him with a wary and complicated look.
When it came to the lips, it suddenly got stuck.
Lu Huanting suddenly discovered that even if he had done a good job and helped Lu Yuchen and Xin Luo, he was actually not qualified to appear in front of them.
"I...I just come over and take a look. You and the child are fine..." Lu Huanting stayed without a face. After saying this, he wanted to look back.
"Wait."
Just after taking a step, there was a short reminder behind him.
Lu Huanting's dim eyes lit up with joy and turned to look back.
"What happened yesterday, thank you..." Xiao Youyou suddenly stopped Lu Huanting.
Those deep phoenix eyes that are exactly the same as Lu Yuchen, are looking at him intently.
At that moment, Lu Huanting almost thought that he saw the child of that year.
When Lu Yuchen was a child, he also had such bright and dark eyes.
When he looked at him, he would have longing and hope, and would be shining brightly.
But I don't know when it started, and the light in the child's eyes gradually went out.
When their father and son regarded them as enemies, the child's once bright and shining eyes had long been replaced by the bottomless cold pool.
See Youyou's slightly immature eyes in the clear.
Lu Huanting finally knew that he had personally overturned his son's preference for him.
Countless fierce feelings rushed from his limbs to his heart, Lu Huanting could no longer support it, and knelt down crying in front of everyone.
"Wrong...wrong...I was wrong..."
"It's me who was stunned, it was me who made my own feelings. Dad, Mom, I'm sorry for you! Yarong, I let you down, made you sad, made you painful! And Yuchen, it's me... it's me. My father is not good, because I have not fulfilled my responsibility as a father..."
Sad emotions filled Lu Huanting's chest.
He knelt on the ground, old tears, crying ugly and sad.
It's like washing away all the sins and regrets of the past few decades through tears.
After crying, Lu Huanting even directly used his forehead, hammering heavily on the ground.
Seeing the scene where he blamed himself and was crazy, Zhuo Yarong couldn't bear it, and asked Lu Qi to help him up quickly.
"I'm sorry, I know that no matter how much I said, no matter how much I did, it won't be enough to make up." Lu Huanting finally vented his grief.
He stood in front of Zhuo Yarong and bowed deeply to her.
The corners of Zhuo Yarong's eyes were already covered with tears.
But how easy is it to say forgiveness?
The pain of more than 20 years is really not a ‘sorry’ that can be remedied.
"You... let's go. We will be well in the future, but I can give you the best blessing."
No longer cursing him for being sick, no longer cursing him to die.
Zhuo Yarong, who was cultivating Buddha, had gradually let go of everything.
For her, forgiving is far more difficult than letting go.
The best thing she can do is to forget Lu Huanting forever.
Lu Huanting was choked in his heart. He didn't expect that Zhuo Yarong would not even remember him in the end.
He looked at Lu Yuchen, with a longing light in his eyes.
However, after half a second, the light was strangled.
Because Lu Erchen looked at him, only said one sentence: "Let you go, it is my greatest kindness."
【carry on】