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Qiao Feng nodded, "Originally, I thought I had already forgotten, but these days, that event keeps surfacing in my mind, appearing in my dreams, leaving me very uneasy. I always feel that your mother's disappearance is related to this matter, and I can't forgive myself."
"Father, have you been unwell these days because of this matter?"
Qiao Hengyuan finally found the reason for his own melancholy.
Qiao Feng nodded, "You all thought I was getting dementia in my old age, but actually, I know my mind is still clear; it's just being troubled by this matter and dreams of your mother."
"Is that so?"
Qiao Chutian listened to him say this, his mood wasn't exactly joyful.
If it was dementia causing mental confusion and forgetfulness, that would be one thing, but if it's being tormented by some unforgivable past event, it might be even worse.
He truly wanted to know what exactly that matter was.
Unfortunately, his father was unwilling to say.
