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Chapter 2338 Qiao Yicheng's Difficulty Concerning (Two Chapters In One)

Lan Yan paused, and frowned lightly.

Suddenly, my heart felt sorry for Qiao Yicheng.

No wonder Qiao Yicheng never mentioned his mother before her.

I'm afraid this is a title that is sad and hard to think about.

"I'm sorry uncle, I brought up your sadness." Lan Yan lowered her eyebrows and apologized.

"There's nothing to be sorry about." Mr. Qiao didn't care at all, and said with a smile, "it's been so long, I've let go of it a long time ago. Fate cannot be violated. I just need to take care of myself and Xiaocheng. , Seeing his healthy and happy growth, the child's mother can feel at ease."

After a pause, Mr. Qiao suddenly said, "But Xiaocheng..."

He glanced at Qiao Yicheng, Qiao Yicheng was still typing with his head down, chatting, and didn't notice this side at all.

Mr. Qiao lowered his voice a little more and said, "Xiao Cheng... has always had a knot in his heart. I think he has untied it a bit in the past two years, but I know... he still hasn't come out."

As the child's father, the closest person in the world, no one knows his child better than him.

Lan Yan pursed her lower lip: "...haven't come out yet?"

Mr. Qiao nodded: "Yes. Back then, Xiao Cheng was hit hard by her unexpected death. I was very busy at the time, and she was always by my side. Xiao Cheng also relied on her too much. But death cannot Resurrection, but Xiao Cheng became resentful because of this, for several years he did not allow anyone to mention her name, and did not allow any of her things to appear in his private domain."

Lan Yan nodded, and had some thoughts in her heart: "What about the past two years?"

"It's been better in the past two years. Some of her old items are placed in my room. When Xiao Cheng came to put things in my room, he would occasionally look at them. Once when I came back from the outside, I saw Xiao Cheng holding Her items are in a daze."

Lan Yan nodded.

The topic between the two stopped here.

Because Qiao Yicheng raised his eyes suddenly, "What are you guys talking about? What are you in a daze for? I can't play chess anymore. I'm hungry. It's 12:30."

Only then did Mr. Qiao notice the time, and it was already afternoon.

"Girl from the Lan family, are you still going? If not, put it away. Let's go and have lunch."

Lan Yan respected her elders and asked Mr. Qiao: "If uncle wants to continue, Yan'er will accompany him."

Mr. Qiao laughed: "The girl from the Lan family is too sensible, and this comparison with Xiaocheng is simply blinding."

Qiao Yicheng's resentment swept away in an instant: "Did you say that about your son?"

But immediately, Qiao Yicheng smiled again: "No, my Yanyan is sensible, this is an undeniable fact."

Lan Yan was expressionless, even indifferent. The rainbow fart-like compliments to Qiao Yicheng did not affect her temperament in the slightest, and she didn't even give him a point from the corner of her eye. She quietly and indifferently cleaned up the chessboard.

Mr. Joe was amazed.

The three had a simple lunch, and Qiao Yicheng and Lan Yan left Qiao's main house at three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

Qiao Yicheng didn't send Lan Yan back to Lan's house, but took her directly back to his apartment.

After everything was settled, Qiao Yicheng threw her a spare key of the apartment.

"If you want to come over in the future, come anytime."

Lan Yan hummed, took out her key, and hung the new key on it obediently.

Qiao Yicheng lowered his eyes and smiled, raised his hand to rub her head, turned around and went to wash up.
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Qiao Yicheng really didn't hear anything about the conversation between Lan Yan and Mr. Qiao.

After he washed up, he went to the study and read two books, one was handed to Lan Yan, and the other was opened by himself.

But Lan Yan just took it and put it aside.

Qiao Yicheng raised his eyes and looked over: "Why? Don't you like it?"

Lan Yan shook her head.

Qiao Yicheng leaned his head against her shoulder, "That's it?"

Lan Yan raised her hand to shake his hand, "I have something to ask you."

Qiao Yicheng nodded: "Well, tell me."

Lan Yan didn't know how to speak, because after all, this matter was something Qiao Yicheng had in mind.

But she wanted to help Qiao Yicheng untie his knot.

"Is your mother, aunt, gone?"

As soon as this topic came up, Qiao Yicheng fell silent for a moment.

His brows and eyes drooped, the bottom of his eyes moved, and he fell silent.

Lan Yan shook his hand, "Qiao Yicheng."

Qiao Yicheng said in a low voice, "Did my dad tell you?"

"Well," Lan Yan said softly, "I was the one who asked first, and Uncle Qiao told me everything."

"En." Qiao Yicheng nodded.

Then he said, "It's gone, it wasn't there a long time ago."

"Do you still hate?" Lan Yan said softly, for fear of disturbing his depressed mood at this time, "What's the matter, tell me."

Qiao Yicheng pursed his lips, stood up slightly, raised his hand to hold Lan Yan in his arms, and rested his chin on the other's neck: "It's nothing, don't worry. It's been so long, and I'm about the same." Let it go."

"Qiao Yicheng," Lan Yan called his name.

Qiao Yicheng said kindly again, and responded.

Lan Yan said: "You can fool others, but you can't fool Uncle Qiao. Uncle Qiao knows that you haven't let go. You also know it in your heart."

Qiao Yicheng was silent again.

Yes.

No matter how he could deceive other people, he could not deceive his father, who knew him best, and himself.

As Mr. Qiao said, he did not let go.

Can't even let go, can't let go.

Why did she say she didn't care?Just leave?If you say you don't want his son, don't you want his son?
Lying on that white hospital bed, she closed her eyes, stopped breathing, the temperature of her hands gradually became cold, and the electrocardiogram returned to a straight line, emitting a piercing long beep.

He left just like that, very simply, without even a word of nostalgia, not even a chance to talk to his son again.

Just left like that, and then turned into a very small box, sleeping forever in a very large landscape.

How could Qiao Yicheng let go?

The sudden death of his mother was a huge blow to him who was so young.

After a few years of being in a trance, the past two years are probably due to the growth of his mind. He finally felt that he had come out a little bit, but when he mentioned it today, he realized that his feelings were all wrong.

He thought he would be fine, and when he mentioned it again, he could speak lightly and briefly.

But that was all just imagination, he was still stuck in that period of difficulty after all, his footsteps remained motionless, and he was deeply trapped in it.

Lan Yan raised her hand and patted his back, whispering, "I miss her very much."

"..." Qiao Yicheng was silent for a long time before finally willing to speak: "Really, I really want to."

His eyes suddenly became sour, and Qiao Yicheng's emotions suddenly collapsed. He tried hard to suppress his emotions, but it was of no avail. In the end, he gave up, lowered his head, and simply buried everything in Lan Yan's shoulder. Gritting her teeth, suppressing her voice, her shoulders trembled slightly, she hugged Lan Yan and began to cry.

(End of this chapter)