Chapter 1818 Why Are You Crying?

Before seeing Elijah again, Adonis couldn't let go of the persistent thoughts in his heart.

But when he indeed saw his disciple, whom he had raised from a young age, all the lingering attachment and resentment in his heart were reduced to just one thought. He could finally rest at ease.

"Father..."

Elijah lowered his head, his shoulders trembling, and tears fell like raindrops.

Adonis didn't have much strength.

After panting for a while, he continued, "Ever since you last visited, I've been having dreams. I dreamt of the old days when you were a child. You were so quiet and gentle as if anyone could easily bully you." Elijah remained silent, sobbing quietly.

"I was afraid you would be bullied, so I took you everywhere. I even brought you during my lectures. Even if you didn't understand, you would just doze off on the side. You once fell right off the cushion carelessly and hurt your forehead."

As Adonis spoke, he raised his hand.

Elijah quickly brushed aside the hair on his forehead.

He had fallen quite hard that time, and now there was a faint scar on his forehead.

Adonis couldn't see clearly.

He reached out and touched the scar, saying, "You didn't even cry when you fell and bled from your head back then. Why are you crying now?"

"I should have come earlier." Elijah looked at Adonis and cried.

Adonis smiled. "You've always been obedient since you were young. Technically, you shouldn't have come to visit even if I've passed away. After all, I told you back then, once you enter the mundane world, you shouldn't return."

He paused for a moment and shook his head. "The one who isn't following the rules is Mrs. Patterson, right? She asked you to come?"

Elijah nodded honestly.

"Alas," Adonis sighed. After being awake for a while, he felt drowsy again.

"Father, how about eating something before you sleep?" Elijah soothed Adonis.

Adonis remained silent.

Brett then came with a bowl of oatmeal.

Elijah took it from him and sat down beside Adonis, patiently feeding Adonis bit by bit.

Eating had become a bit difficult for Adonis at this point, but he still did his best to swallow.

The last time Elijah had fed him like this was when Elijah was seven or eight years old, around the same age as Micah.

During that time, Adonis fell seriously ill and had a high fever.

Elijah sat by his side, spoon-feeding him the oatmeal.

Adonis managed to eat about half a bowl before he couldn't eat anymore.

Elijah helped Adonis lie down. After a while, Adonis fell into a deep sleep.

Standing on the side, Brett was unable to hold back his tears.

Elijah used a warm towel to gently wipe Adonis' cheeks and beard, watching him for a moment.

"Do you remember when you first came here?" Brett suddenly asked, "You used to ask Father why he had grown so old."

Elijah pursed his lips.

When he arrived here, Adonis was already nearing sixty years old.

Before coming here, Elijah had just experienced the passing of his closest grandfather.

That was why he was so worried about Adonis growing so old.

"Now, Father looks even older than he did back then," Brett choked up, "Elijah, how could you bear not to come back and visit him for so many years?" Elijah remained silent for a moment and weakly said, "I'm sorry."

Brett wiped his tears forcefully.

Elijah tidied up Adonis' blanket and stood up. "I'll write a prescription, and please get the medicines on it."

"Right. The Patterson family possesses extraordinary medical skills. You will cure Father, right?" Brett grasped onto Elijah like he was grabbing a life-saving straw.

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