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"Sangyun, mom said she... was sorry for us. She didn't know how to face us."

Sangzhi lowered his head, his voice cold and indifferent.

"Then the last few times we went to see her, it turned out that she was just pretending... Even if she was pretending, she was still a bastard, a child of a bitch... She still hates us in her heart."

Sang Yun pulled his lips and smiled to himself.

"Sister, we have done nothing wrong, but she has hated us for so many years. It turns out that our previous relationship was nothing to her."

Sang Yun lowered his head and slowly tightened his palms. He sneered, with a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes.

Sang Zhi looked at Sang Yun's disappointed and self-deprecating look, pursed her lips, with mixed emotions in her eyes, she slowly raised her hand and patted his shoulder.

"Blood relations are of course important. But regardless of blood relations, several years of getting along day and night only resulted in her resentment and resentment. In these years, I didn't even dare to see her, for fear of irritating her and aggravating her condition... As a result, even in her heart He felt sorry for us, but he still scolded us."

"She is really cruel."

Sang Yun clenched his hands tightly, with a faint red color at the end of his eyes. He looked at the girl in front of him, his deep and dark eyes were slightly watery, and the tip of his nose was full of sourness.

"Sang Yun. There are some things that we cannot decide. We cannot choose our own origins or our own families. Dad said that we cannot blame others and learn to accept the reality. Compared with those who have no parents, no relatives, and are alone, we must learn to accept the reality. The children in the orphanage are much better... We had a father who loved us, a mother who loved us. And now, we have each other, no matter what happens, we are relatives forever."

Sang Zhi slowly approached him, opened her arms and hugged him gently, her voice hoarse.

Sang Yun hugged her back, buried his head on her shoulder, and remained silent.

Sang Zhi felt the dampness coming from her shoulders, and the person in her arms was trembling slightly. She sighed softly and patted the boy's back gently.

"It's not easy for her either. She's also very pitiful..."

Sang Zhi felt mixed emotions when she thought of the past events that Feng Qiuling told her.

She actually had no intention of telling Sang Yun that Feng Qiuling committed suicide by jumping off a building yesterday.And after she had a calm communication with Feng Qiuling, Feng Qiuling became much more emotionally stable, and temporarily promised her to live a good life and not to think of committing suicide casually.

As for Sang Yun’s mother…

"Sang Yun...have you really never thought about finding your biological mother for so many years?"

Sang Zhi pulled Sang Yun away, looked into his clear and bright eyes, then slowly reached out and gently wiped the tears from his waist.

Sang Yun stared at her with terrifyingly cold eyes. He pursed his lips, a hint of disdain and ridicule flashing across his beautiful and delicate face.

"Is it necessary? Didn't Dad say that it was that woman who didn't want me? She left me to him and even swore I would never see him again... Why should I look for her? And after so many years, that woman might have had her own child. .You don’t remember me for a long time.

Sister, you are enough for me.You are my dearest person and I will never leave you.I won't go to her.I"

Sang Zhi smiled, reached out and pinched his fair cheek, her eyes were cold and gentle.

"What if she has no choice but to do so? There is no mother in the world who doesn't love her child and would have the heart to abandon a child who was born in ten months of pregnancy."

Sang Zhi never thought that one day later, when she thought about what she had said to comfort Sang Yun, she only thought it was ridiculous.

"Sister, there is no if."

Sang Yun looked at her quietly, his sharp curved outline tinged with a touch of alienation and indifference. He pursed his lips, the corners of his lips were slightly depressed, his expression was indifferent, but his eyes were extremely firm.

"I will not forgive her."

Sang Zhi moved her lips, but said nothing more.

"Okay, let's not say so much. Your first priority now is the college entrance examination, and you still can't relax during this period. Clean up and I will take you out to eat."

Sangzhi smiled.

Sang Yun nodded, his eyes cold and indifferent: "Sister, what about me coming back to stay during this period..."

Sang Zhi shrugged, raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "I agree. I promised you last time. However, I will supervise you carefully. Your life will be difficult."

"my pleasure."

Sang Yun raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his lips with a hint of news.

When Sang Zhi entered the room, Sang Yun lay down halfway on the sofa.His eyes inadvertently dropped to the sofa, and he was a little stunned when he caught a glimpse of an item.

Sang Yun narrowed his eyes, his eyes were cold and slightly cold, and his slender white fingertips slowly fell down and touched the cold and hard shell.

Sang Yun's fingertips paused slightly, and his eyes were as dark as night. When he saw clearly what was inside, his eyes became darker and colder.

He pursed his lips and took out the contents from the gap between the sofa cushion and the backrest.

It was a black and gold lighter that looked elegant and luxurious.

Sang Yun shook the lighter in his hand, played with it in his hand, and gently opened the shell with his thumb. A crisp and sweet sound suddenly sounded in the living room, with an intriguing smile on his fair and delicate face.

Dupont limited edition lighter.

Not cheap.

The last time he left for school, there was no such thing at home.

This kind of thing was something that only Xie Fengyi could find here before.

Sangzhi broke up with him before. With permission, Sangyun packed up all the things that Xie Fengyi had forgotten here, as well as the brand new unopened bags, clothes, and some jewelry and other things given to her and returned them to Xie Fengyi. .

Logically speaking, such valuable things should not appear in the home.

Unless... Xie Fengyi came here again recently.

Sang Yun's eyes darkened and his thin lips pressed into a thin line.

He put the lighter on the coffee table and lay back on the sofa.

It wasn't until after six o'clock that Sangzhi came out again.

"Sister, were you sleeping just now?"

"No." Sangzhi shook his head and sighed softly, "I took on a private job before. I have been too busy recently and haven't drawn any design drawings. I was just drawing in the house."

Sang Zhi raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows.

"We are not short of money now, why are you making yourself so tired?"

"Who would think too much money?"

Sang Zhi smiled, picked up the handbag on the cabinet beside him, and stretched out his hand to signal Sang Yun to go out.

Sang Yun stood up slowly, glanced at the exquisite black and gold lighter on the coffee table, looked lazy and casual, and spoke casually.

"Sister, I think this lighter is quite beautiful. It seems to be Dupont's latest limited edition. It's quite unique."

Sang Zhi, who was changing shoes at the door, was slightly startled when he heard his words, a little confused.

"What lighter?"

Sang Zhi followed his gaze, frowning, and was a little surprised when she glanced at the lighter on the table.