After the fake daughter's inner thoughts were revealed, the five brothers panicked

The young man was tall and slender, and he stood straight in front of him.

Liang Bo's narrow eyes drooped slightly, and there was a light in his eyes that Shen Zhiyi could not understand.

"Why are you in a wheelchair?"

Jiang Qi Che spoke suddenly, his expression was indifferent and his tone was cold.

Shen Zhiyi withdrew his hand from the wheel, raised his eyes, and met the boy's extremely cold gaze.

"Yeah." He nodded gently, with no expression of joy or anger on his face.

"What are you doing..." Jiang Qi Che opened his mouth and spoke subconsciously.

But halfway through his words, he pursed his lips and stopped talking.

The young man just stared at Shen Zhiyi deeply with his eyes focused, and he was extremely silent.

Shen Zhiyi curled her lips slightly, revealing a nonchalant smile, "I had an accident before, so I need to sit in a wheelchair."

He explained calmly, brushing aside the pain he had endured in those days.

"What accident?" Jiang Qi Che narrowed his eyes and asked directly.

Shen Zhiyi was silent for a moment.

After a few seconds, he spoke slowly, "Of course it's a bad thing. I don't want to talk about it now."

"What?" Shen Zhiyi tilted his head and said with a half-smile, "Do you care a lot?"

Jiang Qi Che's face darkened when he heard this. He said stiffly, "No, I was just asking casually."

"I just didn't expect that it's been such a short time since we last met," Jiang Qi Che sneered, with a hint of cold-blooded contempt in his eyes, "You've made yourself look like this..."

"It's too shabby, Shen Zhiyi."

The boy's words were like an invisible sharp blade, hitting Shen Zhiyi's heart.

He couldn't help biting his lip, trying hard to maintain his composure.

After a moment's silence, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I am indeed shabby now—"

"Jiang Qiche, you must work hard to live a decent life," Shen Zhiyi said with a scattered light in his eyes, "otherwise I will laugh at you."

After saying that, Shen Zhiyi put his fingers back on the wheelchair. He moved forward silently, wanting to leave Jiang Qi Che's sight.

This was the last time Shen Zhiyi and Jiang Qiche met for many years.

They seemed to have become two parallel lines, never to intersect again.

Jiang Qi Che grew up slowly and started to enter high school, but in order to seek medical treatment, he went to a foreign country.

Now that his condition is under control, what he wants to do most is...

It’s about returning to China and returning to campus…

He still wanted to study.

Maybe it’s because there are things on campus that he can’t let go of.

After much persuasion, his parents finally agreed to let him return home.

After many years, he finally returned to school and met his childhood friend Jiang Qi Che again.

Although, they are no longer friends now.

Jiang Jinran quietly watched Shen Zhiyi talk about his mental journey, and once again couldn't help but sigh.

[Jiang Jinran]: Maybe this is God's arrangement. God has let you meet again. It would be a pity if you don't clear up the misunderstanding.

[Jiang Jinran]: You didn’t have to come to this.

[Shen Zhiyi]: Actually, I let it go a long time ago.

[Shen Zhiyi]: Moreover, this time we met again, I was relieved to see that he was doing well. I also found that he had a relative like you who made him happy and cared about him. I felt very good.

[Jiang Jinran]: But my brother's attitude towards you... He obviously hasn't let it go, otherwise he wouldn't hate you so much.