"Now, everything I've done has come back to haunt me, and I don't know what to do next,"
"Dad, please wake up and tell me what I should do.
I'm afraid to face her; maybe you can face her for me.
We were both wrong; we both owe her an apology; we both need to atone. I don't have the courage to do it alone; I hope you'll wake up soon and face all this with me.
She might still love you; she doesn't have much time left. You should wake up and be with her, make up for everything you want to make up for, otherwise, there really... won't be a chance..."
A tear slid down his face, falling into Si Chengye's palm.
Si Ye's eyes, damp with tears, stared at the ceiling, taking a deep breath to suppress the pain in his heart.
However, what he didn't see was the comatose man's fingers twitching slightly.
Meanwhile, a figure quietly retreated from outside the door; he gestured to the two bodyguards with his eyes, instructing them not to reveal his visit.