["Game of Death" Father] Guilt

"After squatting for a long time, I slowly stood up straight while holding on to the wall, dragged my heavy legs back to the outside of the ward, and looked at my son through the wall with windows and doors." Ps: I first started writing during the epidemic in the first year of high school. The first draft was written when the second year of high school just started. It was a fanfic about the father of the original male protagonist. It was later slightly modified. A bit deliberately pursuing a deep, gorgeous, pretentious style. It seems like the character has collapsed again. In addition, a girl actually read a male channel online article. Pss: Hearsay is not trustworthy, but plagiarism is also bad. Intention: the so-called father's love