After the divorce, Slag Gong shut him down

When he said this, the expression on Zhou Fushen's face was so cold and numb, from which he could not see the slightest burden and struggle.

It was as if the person in front of him was not his father, who was connected by blood, but a threat that troubled his way forward, and it was only natural to use any means to eliminate it.

Zhou Chengye saw these things clearly. After the initial anger and pain faded away, what remained in his aged body was only endless bitterness.

——It is punishment. Since he selfishly chose to let this child come into the world, he is doomed to be backlashed by this "evil result".

The strong wind was still howling outside, and Zhou Chengye shook his head after a long while: "You are... hopelessly hopeless."

Zhou Fu frowned when he heard the words, as if feeling absurd about it, he put down the book, turned his head and said, "I think it was you who pushed me to this point, I could have spent my whole life being a person who made you look good My excellent son, as long as you don't let me down, I won't let you down. Dad, I said I would never hurt anyone for no reason, unless they provoked me first."

Zhou Chengye was speechless.

It's not that he couldn't refute, but he was just surprised by Zhou Fushen's attitude that he took for granted.

"If Jiang Ran was here tonight..." Zhou Chengye wiped his face and said with trembling lips, "If he said that he would send you to a mental hospital, would you do the same? If his body was carried to In front of you, will you still be so indifferent, thinking that it's just a no big deal?"

For the first time, other people's words were no longer meaningless words, but gathered into a dark torrent, leading Zhou Fushen back to the night when he received Jiang Ran's distress signal.

No matter how hard you step on the accelerator, you can’t finish the highway, and you can’t do anything while watching the surveillance screen.

Death is so desperation and anger. It was not until that moment that Zhou Fushen clearly realized that he was not omnipotent. In a society full of civilization, he was a privileged class who played with rules and people's hearts in his hands. , you can do everything you want with ease.

But once he leaves that world, the rules of the game he is proficient in will no longer work, and he can only let a few dirty rats living in the bottom cracks hurt his lover, or even worse, if he wants to defeat him, he will have to You can only lower yourself to resort to violence, and the final result is to lead yourself into a deep prison.

That's right, he had expected the current situation of being besieged on all sides, but if it was to bring Jiang Ran back from the brink of death, then it was all worth it.

In this short moment, Zhou Fushen's weak empathy somewhere in his heart was touched, but soon he remembered that the person who wanted to send him to the mental hospital as a lunatic was Jiang Ran.

This was the only prize he wanted to win after sacrificing everything for it, but he shied away from it.

Zhou Fushen restrained himself from recalling those words, but he still couldn't escape the torment—Jiang Ran might not love him anymore, and once a person stopped loving him, he would turn a blind eye to any effort, Zhou Fushen understood.

But this fact was like a guillotine hanging above his head, which made him unwilling to face it. It was stuck in his throat. After being stiff for a long time, he said to Zhou Chengye with a stiff face, "I won't talk about things that didn't happen."

The atmosphere fell silent again, and seeing that he had returned to his nonchalant attitude, Zhou Chengye suddenly remembered something, opened his mouth, and said incoherently, "This, this is not the first time you have done this, is it?"

Zhou Fushen did not answer.

Zhou Chengye continued: "About 20 years ago, the time your mother and I had the most quarrel... It was the beginning of spring in April, and she was locked on the balcony by mistake for one night, and was not released until the morning auntie came. , when she was on the drip at the hospital, she kept arguing that you did it. I thought she had a fever and was talking nonsense, but after a few days when she woke up, she brought up the old story again and insisted that I send you away. I think she It was unreasonable to argue with her...At that time, what she said was actually true, right?...Zhou Fushen, answer me!"

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Zhou Fushen said indifferently.

"..." Zhou Chengye looked at him, his legs and feet suddenly couldn't support his body. Fortunately, he held on to the wall so he didn't fall down. He slowed down and said sadly: "Don't you have anything to explain to me? Even if Just one sentence?"

Zhou Fu lowered his eyes deeply and said nothing.

A great sadness welled up in his heart, Zhou Chengye took a few breaths, didn't ask any more questions, but took two steps back, wanting to leave.

"Are you going to call the police?" Zhou Fushen asked suddenly before he turned around.

Zhou Chengye stopped in his tracks, and looked back at that face carefully. From the familiar brows and eyes, he could see that the other party only cared about this one issue.

"I won't." He said slowly, "...Even if you can't be saved, I won't let anyone arrest you and put you in prison, because I'm your father."

……

The next morning.

Sitting up from the recliner, Zhou Chengye put on his glasses and looked at his watch. He had already forgotten what time he fell asleep in the morning.

After returning to his room last night, he spent the whole night looking for information on various mental hospitals, and then called his assistant to prepare various procedures for him—in fact, he would have spent more time looking for a mental hospital with suitable conditions. The hospital, but after the gas leak, he deeply realized that it was urgent to send Zhou Fushen there.

Sighing, he asked the driver to prepare the car, and Zhou Chengye got up to wash up. He had already prepared for Zhou Fushen's fierce resistance later on, so he specially called a few bodyguards over, but he didn't want to just walk downstairs, and he would It was found that the other party was already waiting in the living room, ready to go.

The only difference is that this time Zhou Fushen didn't have a suit and leather shoes and a straight back, but simply wore a black casual sportswear, with his hands in his pockets and Erlang's legs curled up on the sofa, and he didn't even have a hairstyle Grooming is the way he lets his hair hang down smoothly after waking up in the morning, which makes him look like a college student who has always been lazy and addicted to skipping classes.

Zhou Chengye frowned, and wanted to ask him if it was a broken pot?But then he thought that maybe he had never really understood this son, and Zhou Fushen's well-dressed and gentle appearance in the past was just for him and for the society to see.

"Let's go when you're all ready." Zhou Chengye saw that he stood up happily in an instant, he hesitated to speak, and finally said, "Do you know where we are going today?"

"I know." Zhou Fushen walked out without looking back.

Looking at the back figure with complicated expressions, Zhou Chengye followed out. The air outside had a unique damp smell after the rain, and the sky also showed a washed blue color, which made the huge courtyard even more empty, and Zhou Fushen was alone at the moment. Standing in front of the open car door, staring at the driver who opened the door for him made his scalp tingle.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Chengye thought he had come and regretted it, just about to say something, when Zhou Fushen said suddenly: "This scene is deserted enough."

He smiled: "Are you avoiding me like a snake? Yes."

The discomfort in Zhou Chengye's heart was even heavier. Compared with Jiang Ran, he had hardly heard Zhou Fushen speak in a yin and yang tone, but he didn't reprimand him at the moment. After all, compared to Zhou Fushen's murderous and unblinking Ruthless and cruel, these deficiencies in literacy are simply innocuous little problems.

"I didn't tell your grandfather." After a pause, Zhou Chengye explained to him in a deep voice: "It's not a good thing to live in a mental hospital even now, and it's impossible for your grandfather and the older generation to accept this. , not to mention that there are many people who know about this kind of thing... spreading it out will not be good for your reputation, and if someone asks about it in the future, I will only say that I sent you abroad to avoid the limelight."

After Zhou Chengye finished speaking, he waited for him to stab a few more words, but Zhou Fushen didn't say anything this time, and got into the car with a sarcastic smile. Seeing this, Zhou Chengye also got into the co-pilot, and the car slowly started and drove out of the courtyard. In the middle, Zhou Chengye observed that Zhou Fushen had been staring out the window, as if he was looking for something.

"Jiang Ran won't come." Zhou Chengye cut off his thoughts: "I asked the doctor when I went to visit him. He had mild PTSD symptoms. When he was hospitalized, he had nightmares all night long. I can't even hear your name, and I asked you to be admitted to a mental hospital to sleep peacefully at night."

Zhou Fushen didn't answer, but the blue veins on his neck were particularly obvious, and he said after a long time, "I didn't expect him to come."

The words seemed to be afraid of being questioned, he emphasized it again, and then said coldly: "Since it is his wish to let me stay inside, then I will satisfy him. Being regarded as a lunatic who can't be avoided is still obsessed I have high expectations, and I will never be willing to be so humble."

Every word and sentence of his seemed to be squeezed out between the gaps between his teeth. Zhou Chengye felt horrified when he heard it. Looking back, Zhou Fushen's eyes were red and his face was full of tears.

……

A private hospital.

In front of the hospital bed, Qi Ye's parents were surrounding the old man who had just woken up and asked about his health, but Qi Ye couldn't get close to him, and he didn't even know where to put his hands and feet uncomfortably.

It's not his fault. Mr. Qi is serious and old-fashioned, and he doesn't like Qi Ye's tricks of flying eagles and lackeys when he grows up. He no longer dared to go forward and joke casually as he did when he was a child, but who knew that this timid look would not please the old man, so the grandfather and grandson became so gradually separated.

Especially recently, Qi Ye suffered a big loss in his business, and usually he was even more dejected and hopeless, which annoyed the old man even more.

But Qi Ye couldn't help it. The reason why they dragged Pei Han to apologize to Zhou Fushen last time was because Zhou Fushen cheated him, and the business that had been busy for more than half a year was ruined like this.

Not to mention that there has been a big change in the market in the past two days, almost swallowing him whole. Fortunately, his father filled the vacancy in time and fished him out, and ordered him not to touch the investment business again. In fact, staying at home to study and go on a blind date is tantamount to completely negating his value as a person, which made Qi Ye even more depressed. Even Pei Han came to him and cried and complained that he was bullied by the Internet, because as long as he saw Pei Han, he would be ashamed. He would think of the billions that he was trapped by Zhou Fu.

But Qi Ye's parents, who are busy with big business every day, can't pay attention to his little details. Seeing the old man coughing now, Qi's mother immediately ordered Qi Ye who was in a daze beside him and said, "What are you thinking about? I don't have any eyesight at all. Hurry up and pour water for your grandpa."

"Uh, good... good!" Qi Ye turned around in a circle, and just about to ask where the kettle is, the old man over there took a breath and waved his hand full of air: "Okay! Don't make trouble! It's nothing Seriously ill, you are so suffocating to surround me, you all go out! It’s fine to have the old lady here to accompany me.”

Qi's father hesitated for a while when he heard the words, but he thought that the company still had a lot of things waiting, and said: "Okay, dad, you should rest well, and call us when you have something to do."

After speaking, he stood up, and Qi Ye immediately heaved a sigh of relief as if he had received an amnesty, said a few auspicious words in a proper manner, and then hurriedly retreated.

Immediately, there were only old man Qi and his wife left in the ward, and then old man Qi asked the worried-looking wife who was peeling an apple next to him: "What's wrong with you? You kept your head depressed when the boss and the others were here." If you don't talk, who messed with you again?"

"...Nobody messed with me, it's just... oh!" The old lady didn't intend to say it at first, after all these years, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. As time passed, the old lady almost gave up, but this time she I really think it's very similar, and the more I think about it, the more I think it's the case, so after hesitating again and again, I said: "Hey, do you think it's possible...We Weiwei is still alive, and we have a family, and our children are just like Xiaoye. big..."

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