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Meng Liangren was taken aback and said, "What?" He felt that the old man Fang's speech and attitude towards him were a bit weird, and he didn't treat him like an ordinary junior.He looked at Fang Hongjian, seeking an explanation.

Fang Hongjian frowned, and said slowly, "Father..."

Mr. Fang glared and said, "You still want to fool me? Wait until my old man's body is half buried in the ground, and you still want to fool me?"

Fang Hongjian turned his head, looked at Meng Liangren and said, "It's not good for both of us to talk about this matter too quickly."

Meng Liangren felt even more weird. He had never seen Fang Hongjian hesitate before, but the way he looked at him at this moment clearly showed many complicated and difficult emotions.

With his cane in his hand, Mr. Fang looked at Meng Liangren, then at his eldest son, and sighed softly: "Too urgent? How long do you want me to wait? I am old, and the sixth child has already been chased away." I went out. When I'm in the ground, I don't care about you even if you go to hell! But now, I just want to..."

The old man glanced at the ignorant Meng Liangren, pointed at Fang Hongjian and said, "Tell me about the crimes you have committed yourself."

Fang Hongjian said indifferently: "You've said that, if I don't make it clear today, wouldn't I be a shameless person?"

The old man said coldly: "Not bad!"

Meng Liangren faintly felt something was wrong, as if some important secret was about to be revealed, he really wanted to leave, but another intuition made him stay where he was, listening to the conversation between the two in front of him.

"My beloved." Fang Hongjian said, paused, and asked him, "Do you know how your mother married into the Meng family?"

Meng Liangren frowned and said, "I don't know. You have seen her, and you investigate her?"

Fang Hongjian was not upset by his questioning, but admitted in a gentle tone: "Yes, I have. Although it has been so many years, I have long forgotten her name."

Meng Liangren didn't speak, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Standing in front of him, Fang Hongjian said in a low and calm but very firm tone: "I can't remember exactly how I met her and what I did back then. Maybe it was a dewy marriage, but I didn't. To think that she will conceive and give birth to you."

"..."

Fang Hongjian continued: "Later, your mother married into the Meng family, died of dystocia seven months later, and handed you over to the Meng family to raise you."

"..."

"When I saw you at Mrs. Zhou's place at that time, I felt that something was wrong. You and your grandmother are five points alike."

"So you think that I'm your illegitimate child living outside?" Meng Liangren said blankly, "Uncle Fang, do you watch too many prime time dramas?"

Fang Hung-chien shrugged his shoulders and said, "Why don't I do something that can be solved with just a certificate?"

Meng Liangren frowned even tighter: "You still proved it?"

Fang Hongjian said, "If you want to see it, I'll ask someone to bring it now..."

"No, I don't need it." Meng Liangren took a step back, looked at his watch in a concealed manner, and said, "It's almost five o'clock, I have to go back, someone's birthday is today, such jokes are boring."

"It's boring." Fang Hongjian looked at him and said, "Because it's not a joke."

Yang Ning was waiting in the driver's seat, and saw Meng Liangren walking out of the hall from a distance, coming this way.

He got out of the car and opened the car door for this distinguished guest of the Fang family—maybe he will become the owner of this place in the future. Brother, lend me your car to drive back."

Yang Ning said in surprise: "But I should send you back..."

Before Liangren Meng could speak, a man followed him and caught up with him, holding a document in his hand and said to him: "Master Meng, this is what Mr. Fang asked me to hand over to you, please take a good look."

It was a paternity test report, and it could be seen that it had been preserved for a long time.

Seeing this situation, Yang Ning understood what was going on, so he signaled to Meng Liangren, "Then I won't send you off." Seeing that Meng Liangren had no expression on his face, he was worried that his emotions would be suppressed in his heart. On the contrary, it is prone to accidents, so I said one more sentence: "Be careful on the road."

Meng Liangren paused for two seconds before reaching out to take the two or three-page document, turned around and sat in the driver's seat, threw it on the passenger seat, started the car, turned the steering wheel, and drove away.

The two stood there watching the car go away, Yang Ning asked, "What did the boss say?"

The man beside him said: "I didn't say anything else, I just told people not to stop him, alas, we just follow orders and do things."

In the car, Meng Liangren knew that his current emotional state was not suitable for driving, and he cherished his life more than before, but on the other hand, he just wanted to get out of this place quickly, looking at the rear view The scene in the mirror got farther and farther away, and he suddenly felt that everything he experienced just now was just a dream.

But those black and white pages on the passenger seat seemed to prove to him that nothing could be escaped.

He drove into the urban area, passing through the gradually bustling streets, it was still the drizzle, it was getting darker in the evening, the lights of the shops were turned on early, and pedestrians were in a hurry.

He drove almost aimlessly for more than half an hour and stopped on a Hengjiang bridge.

He parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car, and walked onto the sidewalk. The wind gusts of the river made the passers-by shrug their shoulders and drive with their heads down. No one paid attention to him.

Holding the roll of documents in his hand, he leaned against the railing of the bridge and slowly unfolded it to read.

There is nothing to see, Fang Hongjian asked someone to bring this to him, isn't it [-]% sure?

But he still unfolded it little by little, from the name to the date, to each line of the specific analysis, and read it back and forth no less than ten times.

The wind blew the eyes blurred, Meng Liangren rolled up the document and took a deep breath.

He thought a lot, but he didn't think about anything. He didn't know where to go. At this moment, on the bridge with traffic passing by, he felt the dazed feeling of being expelled from the house. For a moment, he thought that he was going around, Back to the original place.

After standing like a wooden sculpture for 10 minutes, he finally regained some thought, took out his cell phone from the pocket of his coat, and dialed Meng Zhe.

Picked up quickly there.

"Fourth?"

"Big brother."

"Ok?"

"I..." Meng Liangren opened his mouth, and the wind almost poured into his throat, slurring his words, "I..."

Meng Zhe noticed the abnormality in his tone and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you outside? Where's Meng Jun?"

"He was at home and said he would make a cake for me."

"Then you're still outside? It's late."

"It's late."

Meng Zhe asked a question, Meng Liangren answered.The drizzle covered him mistyly, and suddenly there was a gust of wind, which made him shiver violently.

He called out again: "Brother."

"What's wrong with you?" Meng Zhe asked again, "Where are you, I'll ask Meng Jun to pick you up."

Meng Liangren laughed hoarsely, and said, "It would be worse to call him a child to pick me up as an adult?"

"He's going to be an adult soon, and he's doing things pretty prudently."

"It's almost an adult..." Meng Liangren murmured, and suddenly said: "Brother, Meng Jun and I are not alike at all."

Meng Zhe's voice paused and said, "He's like his mother."

Meng Liang said: "But I'm not like you or third brother."

"We are half-brothers." Meng Zhe paused and asked, "Fourth, who did you meet? Who told you what?"

Meng Liangren gradually calmed down, and said, "Uncle Fang asked me to meet with him, and Mr. Fang is also here."

"..."

"He gave me a paternity test, which was seven or eight years ago." Meng Liangren's voice was very low, as if he was about to sink to the bottom of his heart, "Have you read this paternity test?"

There was silence for a few seconds, but Meng Liangren felt that it was extremely long. He didn't even realize that he was expecting a no answer, as if Meng Zhe could turn around if he said no.

"I've seen it." Meng Zhe seemed to have a deep sigh in his answer, "That time he asked someone to take a blood sample while you were in the hospital, and I didn't know about it."

Meng Liangren blinked, feeling a little sore from the wind, and asked: "Before that, you always knew that my biological father was not..." He was speechless.

Meng Zhe said: "I know you were not born to your father, but Aunt Xin has always avoided talking about who your real father is. Fourth brother, when you come home, can we talk face to face?"

After a long time, there was a "yes" from the other side, and then I hung up the phone, leaving only the busy tone.

When it was almost dark, Meng Jun looked at the lights of the next building outside the window, and planned to call Meng Liangren, but just dialed two keys, there was a sound from the entrance, Meng Liangren opened the door and came in covered in steam.

Meng Jun put down his phone, walked over and said, "Isn't there someone to pick you up? Why is it still raining?"

Meng Liangren smiled at him, lit up the bag in his hand and said, "I'm going to get out of the car and buy some wine."

Meng Jun said, "You usually don't like drinking."

"It's not that I don't like to drink, it's because I'm afraid of getting drunk." Meng Liangren held his shoulders, the steam in his hair and the coldness of his body invaded, making Meng Jun's expression slightly change, but he didn't see him for three hours, but he felt Meng Liangren is not the same as before he left.

"What is Mr. Fang looking for from you?"

"Some trivial things are not worth mentioning. Today is your birthday, so don't say these irrelevant things."

Meng Liangren wiped his hair with a towel, then took off his coat and sat at the dining table, mixed the wine he bought with Sprite, Meng Jun had a glass, and he had a glass: "Although you are not yet an adult and cannot drink, but today is your birthday, just drink Make an exception."

The chocolate cake is placed in the center of the table. There is no decoration, but you can smell the sweet smell in the air.

Meng Liangren decorated the cake with colorful candles bought from the supermarket, one big and seven small ones, lit them one by one with a lighter, and said to Meng Jun, "Okay, turn off the lights and blow out the candles."

Meng Jun got up and turned off the light in the dining room, but it was still on in the living room. Meng Liang raised his glass and said, "Happy birthday."

Meng Jun also raised his glass and touched him.

Meng Liangren drank it backhandedly, poured another glass, and suddenly remembered something: "I forgot to make longevity noodles for you."

He was about to stand up and go to the kitchen, Meng Jun pressed his hand and said: "Forget it, little uncle, make it for me next year."

Meng Liangren paused.Meng Jun said again: "Next year is my coming-of-age ceremony, you won't be absent, right?"

Meng Liangren was silent for a moment, but soon he replied: "Of course not."

Meng Jun is so perceptive. Under the candlelight, he could see every detail of Meng Liangren's expression clearly. Naturally, he would not ignore his hesitation. A little disappointment would inevitably well up in his heart, but he still held his hand tightly. Hand said: "If you promise, you can't go back on your word."

Meng Liangren met his gaze, smiled and said, "I don't regret it."

Meng Jun drank down his glass of wine, still holding Meng Liangren's hand with his right hand, and the latter moved his fingers, motioning him, "Don't just focus on drinking, make a wish and blow out the candles."

Meng Jun had no choice but to relax, looked at the flickering candle, made a wish, then blew out the candle, stood up and turned on the light.

Meng Liangren said, "So fast? What wish did you make?"

Meng Jun said: "It won't work if you say it."

Meng Liangren finally smiled: "Well, I'm still thinking, if it's a simpler wish, I'll help you realize it."

Meng Jun twitched his eyebrows, but said nothing.

After turning on the light, the two of them sat at the dining table and drank with cakes. Meng Liang was drinking one cup after another. Meng Du also drank a lot unconsciously in order to accompany him.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, Meng Jun felt that he couldn't drink like this anymore, so he stood up and pulled Liangren Meng, helped him up and said, "Little uncle, take a shower and go to bed."

Meng Liang put his head on his shoulder, and said vaguely: "Meng Jun...Meng Jun..."

Meng Jun was probably half-drunk, so he took Meng Liangren to the bathroom to wash his face and wipe his hands. After washing, he smelled him, but there was still a strong smell of alcohol, so he simply dragged him to the bathroom. When you come to the door, you have to undress him.

Meng Liangren was very honest when he was drunk, his dark eyes seemed to be fogged, and he obediently looked at Meng Jun who undressed him.

Meng Jun was leaning over to untie his belt, and when he looked up and saw this scene, he flew to Java with his little sanity left.

He straightened up instinctively, put his arms around his waist, pressed the skinny young man who was about his size against the wall, and kissed him hard.