Qin Shi, who had been sitting all night, didn't leave until he received a call from his secretary in the morning.

By the time he returned, it was already evening.

He didn't take off his suit, just sat on the sofa like that.

Out of habit, he sent me a voice message:

"I went to your company today. I told them if they didn't inform me of your whereabouts, I would withdraw our cooperation. Turns out you didn't go on a business trip, you resigned.

"But where did you resign to? They refused to tell me.

"Wei Wei, I guess you must have gone out to relax. When do you plan to come back? Can you send me a message, even if it's just one word, to let me know you're still around, okay?

"Don't be angry, I'm begging you.

"Lu Wei, I'm very worried about you. Earlier, you said you had a fever, and I didn't take you to the hospital, my bad. But then Su Yue told me she had just broken up and had an abortion, she didn't know who to turn to, only thought of me, so I went to take care of her. I was sure you were fine, that's why I felt at ease being with Su Yue. Can you forgive me?"

I stopped chewing on the potato chips. Whether I forgive or not doesn't really matter anymore.

What matters is, will my deceased child forgive me?

Or rather, will the father who left this world because of another woman's abortion forgive me?

Are you, Qin Shi, worthy?

Qin Shi sat on the sofa, watching over that phone.

Whenever it made a sound, he picked it up to check.

There were many work-related messages and many from Su Yue.

But Qin Shi just felt irritated.

He placed the phone face down on the coffee table, got up, and walked to the kitchen.

After standing for a while, he realized he was a bit hungry, so he opened the fridge.