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He was soaked, and the water from his clothes fell to the floor in a small puddle.

Hear the door open.

The person on the ground seemed to have been frozen for a long time, slightly moved his blushing joints, and then slowly moved his fingertips.

"One year old?"

Bian Zhi called out his name in disbelief.

At this time, he was sitting at the door of her room, and there was lightning and thunder outside, and he didn't know how long he had been sitting at the door of her room.

Bian Zhi squatted down halfway, feeling the chill emanating from this person.

Bian Zhi subconsciously thought that Zhou Suihuai was drunk.

She tugged on him.

not moving at all.

There is a disparity in strength between men and women, so Bian Zhi thought of going downstairs to ask Aunt Li to come up and help.

Otherwise, his whole body would be soaked in water vapor, and he would definitely get sick later on.

But just as she was about to stand up, her slender wrist was grabbed by a broad and powerful hand.

His hands were very cold, Bian Zhi flinched slightly, but he didn't take his hands out of Zhou Sui Huai's.

"Don't go." Zhou Suihuai's voice was low and hoarse, in the quiet corridor, there was a sense of powerlessness and brokenness.

Bian Zhi heard the sound and frowned, "What happened?"

First year old Huai didn't move, he still maintained the posture of sitting on the ground, only the hand holding Bian Zhi's wrist tightened little by little.

It was so tight that when Bian Zhi felt a slight pain, he let go again.

Bian Zhi noticed that the state of Zhou Suihuai was not right.

This is not the state of being drunk.

Bian Zhi squatted down again, she coaxed patiently: "One Sui Huai, what happened?"

no respond.

Facing Bian Zhi, Zhou Suihuai had nothing to say, but today he was silent, which is really abnormal.

Unexpectedly, he lowered his head so that she could not see his expression clearly.

Bian Zhi had no choice but to squat halfway, and said in a low voice: "One Sui Huai, if there is anything, you have to tell me, otherwise, I don't know how to solve it for you."

As soon as these words fell, the body of the person holding her hand shook violently.

Bian Zhi pursed her lips and frowned.

Just when Bian Zhi was thinking about whether to say something more comforting, the low-hanging person slowly raised his head, and then under Bian Zhi's focused eyes, he turned his head little by little, and met her eyes.

Bian Zhi was stunned for a moment.

She had never seen such a one-year-old Huai.

His eyes were shattered, and the tears in his eyes splattered down. He looked lifeless like a poor puppy abandoned by the side of the road.

Bian Zhi's heart tightened.

The voice became softer and softer, "What's wrong? Who bullied you? Tell me, why are you crying?"

"I'm sorry." Zhou Sui Huai's voice was choked with tears, and his voice was very low, "Little boy, I'm sorry."

Bian Zhi didn't know why, but she didn't rush to ask, but gently wiped away his tears.

Just like how he comforted her at the beginning, she smiled gently at him, "I don't know what you did, and I don't know why you suddenly said sorry."

"But, Zhou Suihuai, no matter what you do, I will forgive you."

"It's okay, so, can you stop crying?"

The crying person's heart seemed to be grasped by a big hand, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't speak words of comfort.

"My father looked for you three years ago," Zhou Suihuai said affirmatively, "Yesterday, he looked for you again."

This sentence is still an affirmative sentence.

Bian Zhi frowned, probably understood why this fool was crying so sadly.

"Who said that?" Bian Zhi gently wiped away the endless tears for him.

It seemed that he wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered for so many years.

"My dad, he told me himself today."

Bian Zhi nodded, "Yes."

"I'm sorry," Zhou Suihuai lowered his eyes aggrieved through the wet shattered light, "I didn't know that my father had looked for you, I didn't think you were using me, I am very happy that you can go to dinner with me .”

"I don't like people to speculate on you like that, even if he is my father."

"I also don't like him coming to you in private and saying those messy and hurtful things, little boy," Zhou Suihuai said aggrievedly, "I asked my father to promise that in the future, without my permission, he is not allowed to see you, don't worry, He won't dare anymore."

When Bian Zhi heard this, he immediately felt pitiful and funny.

So she sat down on the opposite side of Zhou Suihuai, and while feeling the icy cold from her fingertips, she adjusted the atmosphere with a light smile, "Really? Uncle Zhou is so stubborn, it took a lot of effort to persuade him not to come to me, right?" .”

Zhou Suihuai sniffed, "No, I just made a big fuss at home, and then my dad was scolded by his grandma, saying that he was full and had nothing to do with the feelings of the younger generation, and asked him to go to the ancestral hall to face the wall. I've thought about it."

Bian Zhi thought of the scene described by Zhou Suihuai and found it funny.

"Well," Bian Zhi looked at the tears in his eyes, leaned down helplessly, wiped the wet face with his fingertips, and then praised with a smile: "Then you are very powerful."

"It's so powerful, why are you crying?"

Zhou Suihuai's eyes were aggrieved, his eyelashes lowered, and he was silent for a while, as if he was trying to find a way to speak, or he seemed unwilling to face the past.

His voice was very low, but he spoke every word very clearly.

"Little boy, did you marry Ou Moyuan three years ago because of what my father said to you?"

At this moment, Taohuai's eyes were tense, full of seriousness and stubbornness, which made Bian Zhi almost suspicious. If she said yes, Zhou Suihuai would probably be able to get up and go home to make a fuss.

Bian Zhi took it lightly, "There are other reasons."

Zhou Sui Huai looked at Bian Zhi anxiously: "What's the reason?"

His expression was quite inquisitive.

Bian Zhi thought for a while.

"I don't want to lie to you," Bian Zhi said as she entered the room and took a towel out, then sat down on the floor of the corridor and wiped the rainwater from his forehead. Her voice was light, not like she was talking about her own affairs , it seems to be telling an irrelevant story, "At the beginning, it was indeed partly because of Uncle Zhou,"

Looking at Zhou Sui Huai's slumped face, Bian Zhi wiped his face with a towel.

"However, it's not the main reason."

In Zhou Suihuai's eager eyes for knowledge, Bian Zhi opened his heart a little bit, "At that time, I mainly wanted to leave home, and felt that it was too depressing there, but my father, you know, is strict, unless you get married, there is no other way." The reason will allow me to leave the Lin family,

I was young at the time, and felt that getting married was just a matter of red books, so when Ou Moyuan mentioned it, I didn't think much about it, but now that I think about it, I was rash. "

"Yu Suihuai, although I know, to tell you the truth, when I got married, Uncle Zhou talked with me, and you would feel uncomfortable."

"However, I'm still honest with you."

"I would never lie to you."

"So, I still tell you frankly that I have never blamed Uncle Zhou. I fully understand how he thinks of you as a father. So, can you not be sad?"