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Ning He had no father or mother since he was a child, but was adopted by the kind old man Ning. Although he didn't enjoy any blessings, his adoptive father treated him like his own and gave him all the love.Although old man Ning's relatives love to take advantage of small things and look down on others, they haven't done anything harmful to him.He grew up in the quiet and simple Baitou Village, and he was so innocent that he was almost childish. Day after day, he fantasized about whether the outside world was really as colorful as described in the book.

He longed to go out of Baitou Village to see it with his own eyes, but in his heart, he always knew that this was just an illusory dream until He Zhenying appeared.

He gave him countless hopes, but he also destroyed them with his own hands at this moment.

Ning He's longing and ambition for the future were crushed to powder at this moment, the mountain in his heart collapsed, and it just weighed heavily on his body, performing movements that made him feel sick.

A person he trusted with all his heart, tore off the mask of hypocrisy, revealed his dirty ambitions, and easily destroyed this immature boy.

The pain in his body was completely inferior to the despair in his heart. Ning He couldn't make any sound, his senses had long been numb, and he could only close his eyes tightly and regard all this as a dream, a nightmare.

"Ning He, do you know that I'm about to be driven crazy by you..."

This man who was once respected by him as his father still continued to murmur what he didn't know, but every word made Ning He feel sick.

"I will give you everything you want, even the stars in the sky will be taken off for you..."

What do I need stars for?

Ning He sneered in his heart.

——I just want to leave you and this dirty place.

He suddenly missed the small river at the entrance of Baitou Village very much. Every summer he can catch many small crabs there. This is probably his biggest hobby besides reading.

How long had he been away from that simple and unadorned life?Came to this chaotic and complicated big city, hid behind He Zhenying like a baby bird, let him plan everything of his own, control his own life, until he handed himself over to him.

How stupid!

"Ning He, don't leave me...don't leave me..."

As if knowing what he was thinking, He Zhenying repeated this sentence, but the begging tone was accompanied by rough movements that made Ning He almost suffocate.

Regret gradually spread, and when Ning He's consciousness was about to fall into darkness, a voice hovered in his mind very clearly——

He Zhenying, I hate you! ! !

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Although he attributed the impulsiveness to alcohol, He Zhenying did not regret doing so.He is already 48 years old, looking at the youthful and fresh Ning He, he doesn't know how many years he has left to have him, if he doesn't take coercive action, Ning He will never nod and agree.

He is too confident. Even though he knows how much impact and harm such behavior will bring to Ning He, he believes that he can heal his pain. Even if Ning He doesn't love him, getting someone is not necessarily To go through love, love is too fragile and too easy to make people crazy, there are many feelings that are stronger than it, such as the sense of dependence.

Even the aunt who came to clean regularly once said half-jokingly to Ning He: "You really can't do anything without Mr. He, you little nerd." Ning He is not a person who lives independently. His intellect is devoted to his favorite literature, and his mind is full of Tolstoy Bajin. He is immersed in that wonderful and nihilistic world. In reality, he seems to be able to survive as long as he has a mouthful of food.

With enough confidence, He Zhenying is ready to start his net harvesting plan. Now that the fish has been caught, it is time to fish it out of the water and raise it in his own pond.

Originally, he was still a little worried. After all, on that stormy night, he saw the boy's hateful eyes.So when he visited Ning He in the ward nervously, he still had no idea.

But Ning He's reaction was far beyond his expectations. Apart from being a little depressed and very cold, there was hardly any disgust or hatred.

This reassured him a lot. Although it was accompanied by slight misgivings, at this age He Zhenying had long been used to being in control of everything. He confidently thought that a child as naive as Ning He would have no emotions that could escape his eyes .

This seems like a good place to start.

Thinking like this, he began to treat Ning He doubly well.He almost turned off all the work, and rarely even went home, so he stayed in the other courtyard with him wholeheartedly.Although Ning He's expression was still cold and he couldn't say a few words a day, He Zhenying believed that it was only a matter of time.

In order to avoid irritating the other party, he also thoughtfully tried not to touch Ning He as much as possible, so as not to remind him of that night.In fact, he worked very hard in depression, but when he thought that he would soon be able to taste the juicy fruit, he felt that all the patience was worth it.

It's just that he overlooked one point, or never paid attention to one point.That is, Ning He is very smart. How can a country boy who can catch up with the progress of the course of A University in a short time be an ordinary person?The person who can make He Zhenying, who is close to half a hundred, crazy, can be summed up by words like pure and beautiful?

So, just like he betrayed Ning He's trust, Ning He paid him back in the same way.

That morning, he cooked a breakfast himself. He made Ning He's favorite fish porridge with some egg pancakes. The taste was so good that Ning He even carefully licked off the remaining rice grains on the edge of the bowl. .

He Zhenying enjoys the time with him so much. On such an ordinary morning, cook him a delicious breakfast and watch him put it into his mouth one bite at a time. He is willing to repeat this life until he walks into the grave.

"Thank you."

When he lowered his head to clean up the dishes, Ning He's voice suddenly came to his ears.He Zhenying looked up in great surprise, and found that there was still a small smile on the corner of the other party's mouth that was too late to restrain himself.

"Ning He..."

He became so excited that the bowl in his hand almost fell to the ground. How long has it been since he saw Ning He smile?

And at this time, a month and a half had passed since that incident.

He wanted to rush up to hug Ning He, but found that his hands were still stained with rice grains from the edge of the bowl, so he put down his hands embarrassingly and said, "Wait until I finish washing the dishes, sit down obediently, and I'll be back in a while."

The petting in his tone made him feel numb, but Ning He didn't seem to be disgusted.

He Zhenying couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, and quickly picked up the dishes and rushed to the kitchen, thinking about packing up quickly and hugging Ning He.And the moment he turned around, Ning He's eyes looked so disgusted, and his expression was a little tangled.

After all, this is a person who once brought him great hope.

There will never be another person like He Zhenying in his life.He divided him into two parts, one was Uncle He, who was knowledgeable, refined and respected, and the other was He Zhenying, who was not as good as a beast.While making him want to get close, while making him want to escape.And now, he had to make a choice.A month and a half of forbearance had made him almost internally injured.

"Ning He, I'm getting better soon, you should read the book first."

He Zhenying would never have imagined that this was the last time he saw Ning He.In the days and nights that followed, he regretted countless times that his turning around this time turned out to be a farewell.

When he returned to the restaurant, there was no one there except for a novel that Ning He had read.At first he didn't panic, he just thought that Ning He had returned to the room, but after looking around, he realized that things might not be that simple.

The surveillance showed that no one had walked out of the gate, but after he checked, he found that all the surveillance videos had been replaced with the previous ones.

Nothing in the room showed any sign that Ning He was going to leave. All his luggage, clothes, and books that were regarded as his life were left intact.

But the more this happened, the more panicked he became.

He found that he had neglected too many things. He had been too reassuring of Ning He in the past half month. What did Ning He do at home while he was away?

But where could he go, an unaccompanied country boy in City A, without a penny on him.

When he finally found out that he had underestimated Ning He, the other party's punishment for him also began.

He searched the whole city, and sent people back to Baitou Village to monitor old man Ning, but there was no trace of Ning He.He looked for Ning He day after day, regretting his negligence in his heart, while hating Ning He's ruthlessness.

After one or two years, he still had great hopes, and he believed that he would eventually find Ning He.But this kind of hope gradually weakened with the passage of time. After ten or twenty years, until later, hope became a kind of belief. He firmly believed that as long as he was alive, even before he died, as long as he could see Ning He again, he would live forever. no regrets.

Unexpectedly, life and death turned into death, and the other party had already rushed to Huangquan one step ahead of him.

So what's the point of his 30 years of hard work?

When the faith finally collapsed, his old body also collapsed like a flat boat beaten by the waves.

"Grandpa, hold on, the ambulance will come soon."

"Mr. He! Hold on!"

The room was in chaos, and the noise from his family and servants made his eardrums ring.In front of him was a young man who looked almost like Ning He, but upon closer inspection, he was completely different.He doesn't have Ning He's captivating eyes, only this godlike face can be used for him to recall the beauty of that time.

"Ning...he..."

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, but he didn't touch the other person's face after all, but Li Yuan grasped his hand knowingly and said, "Mr. He, I'm Li Yuan."

He Zhenying didn't seem to hear his words, or saw Ning He through him, and he continued: "You...do you still hate me?"

Li Yuan was stunned for a moment, and quickly guessed that He Zhenying might have done something wrong to his mother back then, and he couldn't let go of it for so many years. He wanted to apologize in person but found that Yin and Yang were already separated, so he was so excited.

"I..." He hesitated to speak, looked up at He Shichen, and got an affirmative answer from the other's eyes.

"I, I forgive you! I have forgiven you a long time ago!"

"Really..." The old man's glasses burst out with the last brilliance, as if he had returned to the morning 30 years ago, and saw the boy taking a nap on the pear tree.

"Well, really, I forgive you!"

It's time for this bad relationship to come to an end.

"thanks……"

He didn't dare to look forward to the afterlife, but only hoped that when he wanted to see him in the underworld, he would never see Ning He's hateful eyes again.

The two words of forgiveness unraveled the last curse in his heart, and also took away the last trace of strength that supported his life in this world. The old man's eyes closed slowly...

Ning He, maybe, I mean maybe, if you don't hate me anymore, can we meet again in the next life?If possible, I hope I am not your Uncle He, but your classmate, we go to school together, you read and I run, and go home side by side every evening when the sun sets, you don’t need to love me, but please give I am waiting for your chance...