Shen Yi was similarly taken aback for a mont, then, enduring the pain in his knee, he pretended nothing was wrong and walked down.
"Dad, why are you up?" Shen Wenzhou asked.
"Ca down to drink so water," Shen Yi said as he walked, "What about you? What are you doing sitting in the living room?"
After a mont of silence, Shen Wenzhou said, "I kept feeling sothing was off, couldn’t sleep, so I ca down to sit for a bit."
As he spoke, Shen Wenzhou’s gaze fell to his father’s leg. No matter how much he tried to hide it, his father’s way of walking down the stairs was still a bit odd.
When he was little, he didn’t know; later he found out that his mother had once inexplicably fallen into a coma. It was his father who knelt in a temple for more than ten hours on a cold winter day until he fainted from exhaustion.
His father’s knee was injured at that ti. In his younger years, it was still sowhat manageable, only uncomfortable in bad weather or after standing for long periods.
But as he got older, his father’s knee worsened little by little.
Shen Yi ca down the stairs, and Shen Wenzhou quickly stood up, "You sit, I’ll get you so water."
Before Shen Yi could say anything, Shen Wenzhou was already up and quickly walked to the water dispenser.
Shen Yi watched Shen Wenzhou’s back, said nothing more, and sat down on the sofa.
After a while, Shen Wenzhou ca back with a cup filled with water and handed it to his father.
Shen Yi drank the water, placed the cup back on the coffee table, and looked at Shen Wenzhou, "Are you not used to the house without Chaochao?"
Shen Wenzhou was startled, then smiled wryly, "Seems like it."
As he spoke, Shen Wenzhou’s expression turned sowhat lancholic. He said, "Actually, Chaochao hasn’t spent much ti at ho these past two years, but today just feels different."
Shen Wenzhou paused, furrowed his brow slightly, and after thinking for a long ti, he continued, "I believe mom and dad will still love Chaochao as always, I will also love her as I always have, and even Chaochao will still love us as she always did."
"But I just feel that from the mont she got married, she left this ho."
He knew Chaochao would be very happy, but deep down, the sense of loss seed to outweigh the blessings for Ye Chaochao.
There was even a fleeting, dreadful thought where he didn’t want Chaochao to get married, didn’t want Chaochao to leave this ho!
But he knew his thoughts were wrong and he couldn’t do that.
Now he genuinely wished Chaochao happiness, but the sadness in his heart was real too.
"Zhouzhou, maybe you could try to start a relationship," Shen Yi earnestly suggested.
Shen Wenzhou shook his head, "I don’t want to."
"Why?" Shen Yi asked.
Shen Wenzhou didn’t answer Shen Yi’s question imdiately, perhaps because he didn’t know how to, or perhaps he didn’t want to reveal his true thoughts.
The living room fell into a brief silence.
Shen Yi asked, "Is it because there’s no one you like? Or is it simply that you don’t want to leave this ho?"
The "ho" Shen Yi ntioned wasn’t just this house they lived in, but the "ho" of the four of them together!
Actually, Shen Yi had already guessed that what Shen Wenzhou was thinking was probably the latter; otherwise, he wouldn’t be kept awake over Chaochao’s marriage.
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