Chapter 10 True Letting Go 4
"I hate this place!" Wei Jimu leaned against the wall of the hospital corridor, looking anxious and helpless. "It's been a week. Yining, why doesn't he wake up yet?"
In fact, I also hate hospitals. The place is filled with the smell of disinfectant, wailing can be heard everywhere, and the separation of death is always present.
Especially during the week when Wei's father was in the hospital due to a car accident, I stayed with Wei Jimo in the hospital every day.
I'm already tired of this place.
But at this moment, for Wei Jimo, I still have to hold on with a smile.
"Don't worry, Ji Mo. Didn't the doctor say that Uncle Wei's condition has stabilized and he may wake up at any time." I walked to his side and hugged him gently. "What we have to do now is to wait quietly. Also, take care of yourself. Otherwise, before Uncle Wei wakes up, your body will collapse first."
Over the past week, Wei Jimo has become increasingly haggard and thinner at an alarming rate. Seeing him like this, I feel very sad , but I know I can't show it.
Because he needs me!
"So, let's go eat something first. You only drank a bottle of milk all day and didn't eat anything." I held Wei Jimo's hand, but my eyes subconsciously looked at the figure on the other side of the corridor, "Hey, Wei Jifeng. Do you want to come with us?"
Wei Jifeng still ignored me, just like he had done in the past week. He held his head, squatted in the corner, buried his head between his knees, and refused to let anyone see his expression.
"Let's go. We'll bring him some food later." I sighed, dragged Wei Jimo's hand and walked towards the hospital entrance. As I walked, I was secretly wondering in my heart, "Jimo, is your brother on good terms with your father?"
"What do you mean?" Hearing the implication of my words, Wei Jimo stopped walking, lowered his head and thought for a moment before answering, "Their usual relationship...how should I put it? My brother is a very rebellious child, and my dad, probably because of guilt, puts most of his energy and thoughts on me. So Ji Feng is usually very jealous of me, always doing things to embarrass me, and then making my dad angry."
"Then don't you think that Wei Jifeng's behavior this time is strange?"
For the past week, Wei Jifeng has been staying at the hospital, not leaving for a single step. Even Wei Jimo went home to rest for a night under my persuasion. But Wei Jifeng refused to leave no matter who tried to persuade him.
"Ordinarily, your brother's relationship with your father isn't so good that he wouldn't eat or drink and be inseparable from him. Besides, your brother doesn't look like a person with that kind of personality... Plus, don't you think the scars on his face are a little strange?"
"You mean..." Wei Jimo pursed his dry lips, then shook his head and denied it, "It's impossible. No matter how naughty and rebellious Ji Feng is, he can't be that kind of person. He can't be so bad that he would even harm his own father..."
"Maybe I'm just being petty." I shook my dizzy head and felt that I was overthinking. "I just think, based on my years of experience, that your brother's behavior is very abnormal. And the hospital said that your father had the accident near your home, and it was not long after you left home. And the person who called the emergency number was a young boy. So... maybe, these are just coincidences."
"Yeah." Wei Jimo lowered his eyes, holding my hand tightly, "It must be a coincidence."
After dinner, I ordered some takeout for Wei Jifeng, then took Wei Jimo's hand and walked towards the hospital ward.
Before reaching the ward, he unexpectedly met Wang Siqi who came to visit him in the corridor.
"Auntie Wang." Nodding to Wang Siqi, I subconsciously looked at Wei Jimo.
I noticed that he pursed his lips tightly, not even looking at Wang Siqi, and completely ignored her. Wang Siqi's face was not looking very good, and she could no longer maintain her image of a "loving mother".
This "mother and son" pair have been at loggerheads ever since their last quarrel.
I sighed helplessly and dragged Wei Jimo to the ward. Before we even got there, I could already hear the faint sound of quarreling coming from the ward. And Wei Jifeng, who had been guarding the door of the ward, had long disappeared.
"Haha, you forgive me, you say you forgive me. On what basis do you forgive me? Haha, I tell you, Dad, I don't want your hypocritical forgiveness like that." Walking closer to listen carefully, the excited and manic voice coming from the ward was made by Wei Jifeng.
Great, it looks like Uncle Wei has woken up.
But what does Wei Jifeng mean?
Could it be that...
I subconsciously glanced at Wei Jimo to stop him from moving forward. I pulled the hand of Wang Siqi, who was about to walk towards the ward with a slightly changed expression, and said to her earnestly, "Auntie, don't go. If you want to understand the truest thoughts in your son's heart, then at this moment, you should not go in."
Perhaps she was moved by what I said, or perhaps for some other reason, but after Wang Siqi gave me a meaningful look, she finally gave up her plan to rush into the ward in disappointment.
"Ji Feng, Dad knows you didn't mean it. Dad is really not angry with you." Uncle Wei's weak voice came from the half-open door, "Let's just let this matter go, isn't it?"
"Dad, I stole your steering wheel and caused you to have a car accident. You almost died! I stayed here for a whole week. I was always worried that you wouldn't wake up. I stayed here every moment just to wait for you to wake up and blame me. But how could you forgive me so easily?"
Wei Jifeng's voice gradually grew louder, as if he was venting something. He became more and more violent and unable to control himself.
"I don't want your hypocritical forgiveness. I would rather you scold me, beat me, tell everyone about this, or even disown me as your son. I can accept that, but I don't want you to ignore and not care about me like this."
The roaring voice suddenly became lower, and Wei Jifeng asked with sobs like a wounded little animal: "Dad, for all these years, have you ever treated me as your son? Have you ever truly loved me? Is it that in your heart, only my brother is your child, and I am nothing? Is it that no matter what I did wrong, no matter how unforgivable the sin I committed, you can just treat it lightly as if nothing happened and let me go?"
"Ji Feng..." Uncle Wei's voice was filled with obvious shock and surprise, "My silly child, how could daddy not love you? You and Ji Mo are both daddy's children, and the people closest to him. Although daddy may have given more care and love to your brother and neglected you because of the guilt in his heart, how can you say that daddy doesn't love you?" When he said this, Dad Wei seemed a little excited.
He took a hard breath and calmed himself down before continuing, "Dad doesn't blame you because I know you hate me for letting your brother go, and you grabbed my steering wheel in excitement, not because you wanted to hurt me on purpose. But Ji Feng, do you know? If Dad didn't love you, he wouldn't have avoided the direction that was unfavorable to you and turned the steering wheel to the other side at the moment of the accident. If Dad didn't love you, it would be you lying in the ward now, not Dad. When people are facing life and death, their behavior is often the most real. My silly son, are you still going to say that Dad doesn't love you?"
Father Wei's heartfelt words brought tears to my eyes. Wei Jimo and Wang Siqi beside me also had different expressions and were worried. As for Wei Jifeng, I could tell that his voice was very complicated at the moment.
"What about my mom? Have you ever loved her over the years? Have you ever thought about how wronged my mom must have been when she was with you all these years?"
"Your mother...it's your father who is sorry for her." A soft sigh came from the ward. After a long time, Uncle Wei finally answered.
"You probably know that because of Grandpa, Dad lost a happy family, a woman he loved deeply, and a beloved daughter. And the beginning of your mom and dad was a mistake in itself. All these years, Dad has never let go of the past. Dad hates in his heart, hates Grandpa's tyranny, and hates his own cowardice, which made the situation like this... Dad brought his emotions home. All these years, Dad didn't care enough about you and your mom. As a result, your mom has done some wrong things now, and Dad has to bear a large part of the responsibility, so Dad will not blame her..."
"Did you love her?"
"Dad's love was given to another woman a long, long time ago." After an awkward silence, I heard Uncle Wei's low voice again, "But Dad really treats your mother as his wife. If there is still a chance, I will try my best to make it up to her, to you and your brother, and to this family... So child, don't blame Dad, okay? And don't hate your brother. He is actually more pitiful than you. At least you still have your mother by your side. But before this, your brother did n't even know who his mother was."
"Dad!" Wei Jifeng sobbed and cried, "Dad, I'm sorry, it was my fault..."
The late summer breeze blew across the long corridor. I reached out and wiped away the cold tears on Wei Jimo's cheek. When I looked up again, Wang Siqi had already run away crying...
