The two sat down in front of the hospital bed, quietly watching Lu Jianguo on the bed receiving an IV.
Gu Pan had felt Lu Jianguo looked familiar the first time she saw him but couldn't figure out why until now. It was because his profile bore some resemblance to Lu Ruisheng's.
The father and son didn't have obviously similar features, but from certain angles and in their expressions, they looked alike.
Lu Ruisheng looked at Lu Jianguo, his mind a mess, wanting to know too much, but as his wife had said, at least he had not been abandoned as a child, and his father remembered him. This lessened his fear—he truly feared he had been abandoned. Although he was grown up, those repressed ideas from childhood were knots that couldn't be untied. At least for now, one knot was unraveled.
No matter the reason, as long as there was one, as long as it wasn't abandonment, he felt he could more easily accept it.
