The way I came back wasn't right

"Beep beep beep - beep beep -"

"Woooooooooo—beep, beep, beep—"

Su Zejin slowly regained his sanity amid the noise of the ambulance. All the flickering lights around him made him dizzy, and the noise cut his nerves like a saw sawing wood.He couldn't grasp the point, he could only feel the indescribable pain in his body and it seemed to be flying lightly...

"Hurry up, the car door is open! The injured are still breathing!"

"Stretcher! The injured has a broken left foot, move carefully—"

"The injured person was hit on the head and showed signs of broken ribs - are there relatives of the injured person nearby? Where is the perpetrator?"

The noise continued and he realized he had been in a car accident and was in the process of being taken to an ambulance?

He felt himself being lifted up. During the short and long erratic period, he seemed to be sent to the hospital. It seemed that a doctor had been following him and quickly reporting something. He found that he was still being pushed. He tried to concentrate and move a bit, but the increasingly erratic feeling made his whole thinking loose. Under such a major premise, even the bad premonition in his heart was meager. to poor...

No, no!He struggled to think, to think of anything that could advance his mind: the company he got into, his mother who died, the family who was waiting for his revenge, and, and—

grandpa.

Chen Jian.

His dearest relatives, best friends!

"Ozawa? Ozawa?..."

The familiar call seemed to come from the farthest place, Su Zejin was shocked, realizing that these calls came from his grandfather and friends, and only they would be the first to rush to his side at such a time!

Can't sleep, can't sleep, can't pass out, can't pass out!

He tried his best to concentrate, and wanted to open his eyes and speak, but his thinking and will existed in completely opposite postures. The more he tried to strengthen his will, the more severe the fault in his thinking became.In the vast expanse of blank thinking, he heard the last cry: "The injured person's heartbeat has stopped!"

Su Zejin was confused for a long time before realizing that he was sitting in the living room of the old house.

The crystal chandelier in the hall shone brightly on the ceiling, and Zhang Ma shuttled between the kitchen and dining room carrying vegetable soup as usual.

Time for dinner... 06:30.

After Su Zejin confirmed the time, he was still a little dazed, thinking about how he was sitting here, and reaching out to the coffee table in front of him according to his habit, wanting to pick up today's newspaper and flip through it.

But at this time, the doorbell rang first.

coming!

Wait, what's coming?

This is a big day!

What day is this?What will happened?

Su Zejin found himself very dazed. He seemed to know what was going to happen, but he couldn't remember anything. He could only watch the servant on the side open the door, and the family of three standing outside the door...

Jiang Junguo, Lin Meijun, Jiang Rongxu!

Su Zejin was startled and angry. This was his and his grandfather's old house. How could his father, who hadn't even set foot here for Chinese New Year for more than ten years, show up with his wife and son?

He called "Mother Zhang" loudly, and was about to ask the matter clearly, when another voice came from behind him: "Daddy is here."

Very calm and polite voice, except for the title and voice, there is no difference, but such a title and voice...

Su Zejin turned around suddenly, and saw another self standing on the stairs, walking down the stairs with grandpa with a calm and slightly arrogant smile.

That is……

With a bang in his head, he remembered everything!

I had an accident.

My car and truck collided and I was seriously injured.

When I was in the hospital, I heard the voices of Grandpa and Chen Jian.

I'm dead... am I dead?

I'm at home right now... on April 4th.

How did I get back?

Su Zejin didn't get an answer to the last question.While he was thinking, everyone was sitting at the dining table, and he also gave up on this obviously unanswerable question, and then picked up an empty seat and sat down.

His gaze repeatedly turned back and forth among himself, grandfather, and that family.

He already remembered why Jiang Junguo's family appeared here. This was simply an invitation from him.

21 years.

Su Zejin looked at Jiang Junguo coldly.

This man, over forty years old, was handsome and had the air of a ruler in power. A set of handmade suits that fit his figure fully demonstrated his successful career.

His gaze turned to Lin Meijun who was sitting aside.

That was not a very beautiful woman, at least not as beautiful as his mother.But her appearance is kind and gentle, she is the kind of woman that anyone who looks at her will think she is very virtuous.Virtuous and considerate, respecting her husband in everything, this is probably the secret of Lin Meijun's ability to secure the throne of Mrs. Jiang over the years.

It has been 21 years since his mother was killed by these two people, and since the chairman of Su's enterprise was surnamed Jiang.

Grow up, study, start a business.

He's doing his best at every stage, so he doesn't want to wait any longer.

He didn't care what this dinner was to Jiang Junguo, but to him, it was a beginning—an important beginning that he had been waiting for for many years!

Su Zejin's eyes suddenly stayed on his grandfather again.

He seldom looked at his grandfather quietly like this. In the past, no matter what time he was, his grandfather would always watch him and teach him various principles in every detail of life. He was himself at that time, but it still made him a little awkward.

He shook his head, no longer focused on such details, but stared at Lin Meijun and thought silently: At the family dinner on April 4, although he was the one who invited Jiang Junguo over, but out of respect For Lin Meijun's disdain and hatred, he has never looked at her directly... In fact, this is the third time he has seen this woman since he was a child.

For so many years, there has been a saying in the shopping malls that his grandfather dug up Jiang Junguo, the door-to-door son-in-law. The company has built itself into an excellent enterprise in the country. Under the circumstances of the extremely sluggish stock market, not only did the shareholders who are optimistic about the Su Corporation lose a penny, but there is also a faint tendency to lead the Su Corporation out of the country and towards the international market.

But who knows...

Su Zejin's face twitched, and a sarcastic smile twisted from the corner of his lips.

No, it should be said, who cares.

Who cares that the child who came with Jiang Junguo's second wife three years later is actually his father's illegitimate child?

An illegitimate child who is only half a year younger than him!

If his father hadn't cheated, his mother wouldn't have suffered from depression.

If it wasn't for his mother's suicide that made his grandfather exhausted, it would be impossible for Jiang Junguo to steal the position of Su's chairman!

For the same thing, the person involved and the outsider will always have two feelings.

Even though it has been so many years, even if she was only a child back then, Su Zejin still clearly remembers every detail of the first two meetings with Lin Meijun.

The first time we met was the day after his mother had just been buried.

Jiang Junguo went out early in the morning, and his grandfather took him to sit in his mother's bedroom all morning. The old man looked at every piece of decoration in the bedroom, and he piled up building blocks beside him.

Later he asked his grandfather, "Grandpa, where did Dad go?"

Grandpa, where did Dad go?

For so many years, every time he thinks of his past problems, he can't stop laughing.

Because grandpa then took him to that community.

He saw a man who was supposed to be in the office to deal with business or remember his mother standing in front of the slide in the community, hugging a boy who was similar to him and throwing him up.

The child's laughter and the adult's "Hey Yo" came to his ears at the same time. At that time, Lin Meijun stood beside her, with soft eyes and a smile on her lips.

He didn't know what it meant at the time, but he couldn't help being scared when he was brought home by his grandfather.

Then he asked a second stupid question.

"Grandpa, why didn't Dad hug me like this before?"

Who are those people?I don't like them!

Su Zejin murmured and didn't say the last sentence. Looking back now, a five-year-old child is enough to understand that if he asks about some things, the world will change drastically.

But actually?This child's scheming is meaningless.

That afternoon, Jiang Junguo returned home at the same time as usual. He said to his grandfather, "I stayed in the cemetery for a while," and then handed his coat to the servant beside him.

He rushed up and grabbed the opponent's clothes, asking Jiang Junguo to hug him up.

Jiang Junguo looked very surprised, but he still squatted down, picked him up, patted his head... like a pet, and then he put him on the sofa.

The night that followed was a nightmare.

He vented his panic in vain, smashed all the vegetable soup on the table, and shivered under the quilt hungry.

Probably until this time, he was still looking forward to Jiang Junguo's appearance, hoping that his father would find out that he was unusual and comfort him, and then under his questioning, he would clearly tell him that he had nothing to do with that woman or the child.

But in fact, Jiang Junguo did not show up until the end of that night.It was his grandfather who sat by his bed, talked to him through the quilt, and told him many things about his mother's childhood.

He opened his eyes and saw the sky from dark to bright through the gap in the quilt, and the sparrows were chattering on the treetops in front of his window just like in the morning in the past.

He remembered saying something to his grandfather.

He said, "Grandpa, I don't want my father anymore."

A month later, Jiang Junguo became the chairman of Su's company and officially moved out of Su's old house.

On the other hand, he lived with his grandfather in the old house and never saw him again until three years later, when he received a big red invitation to marry Jiang Junguo and Lin Meijun.

The wedding ceremony between Jiang Junguo and Lin Meijun was the day when he saw Lin Meijun for the second time.

Three years has been enough for him to understand the harm Jiang Junguo and Lin Meijun's relationship has done to his mother, as well as the cause of the depression that directly led to his mother's death.

At the wedding banquet, Lin Meijun wore a floor-length wedding dress, and the smile on her face was peaceful and happy from beginning to end.

But he only felt that the red wedding dress representing purity was dazzling.

His mother was forced to death by these two people.

As long as there is still a little bit of human morality, won't his father feel guilty for killing the person next to him?Wouldn't Lin Meijun be afraid of killing an innocent person?

Yes, his father is not guilty, and Lin Meijun is not afraid.

One of them is high-spirited and high-spirited as the boss of Su's enterprise, worth billions of dollars; the other becomes the wife of the boss who is full of ambition, and leaps into the upper class.

What about the mother who should be enjoying all this?

He ended his life when he was less than 30 years old, closed his eyes forever, and didn't even leave the last word to his father and children.

At the wedding banquet, it wasn't enough for Lin Meijun to show off her own happiness. She also wanted to show her kindness by dragging her original spouse's son who was killed by her.

He poured a gu of hot soup directly onto Lin Meijun's hand.

The eight-year-old child sitting on the chair was not as tall as an adult, and Lin Meijun was bending over to talk to him. When he picked up the hot soup, he clearly saw the twist on the other person's face.

The results are very interesting.

Not only did Lin Meijun not knock off his hand, but she put her own hand into the hot soup, pouring all the freshly boiled soup onto the back of her hand, which was only covered with a layer of white gauze gloves.

Not only that, even after she yelled out in pain, in front of everyone, her first sentence was to ask him in a panic, "Xiao Ze, Auntie is not steady, did you get burned?", and then did not wait. Things got serious, but he quickly went back to the room to change his clothes and fix his makeup, and continued to toast to each table with Jiang Junguo as if nothing had happened.

In this wedding banquet, Lin Meijun's singing, reading, and reading were really in place. Even though the back of one of her hands was permanently scarred due to lack of timely treatment, to the few noble ladies who knew what happened, her image was simply amazing. Pure white to the point of glowing.

That's how people are.Especially people with a certain status, they may not believe what others tell them, but they often believe in the "truth" that they have investigated.

Few people who could attend Jiang Junguo's wedding banquet were incompetent. Lin Meijun's concealment aroused the curiosity of these people. The ladies who attended the wedding banquet also slapped Lin Meijun in various places afterwards.But no matter how many people there are in the other party, whether in public or in private, Lin Meijun insisted that she knocked over the soup Gu that contained the soup, and added, "Xiao Ze was also burned a little bit, but luckily the injury was not serious .”

But even if Lin Meijun said so, wouldn't anyone see the "facts"?At that time, when a lady who was at the same table with Su Zejin was asked about this matter, she smiled and told several of her best friends at her private party. Jiang Junguo's second wife has since then After gaining a good enough reputation, it only took two or three months to gain a firm foothold in the social world.

When the news reached the old house, it had been almost half a year since the incident happened.

Grandpa and his friend chatted while playing chess, while he stood aside and practiced brush calligraphy. After hearing this news that was casually brought out during the conversation between the two old people, his mind was filled with Lin Meijun's mask-like smile, and he couldn't stay still. Don't worry, none of the ten brush calligraphy that afternoon was beautifully written.

The guests left in the evening, and grandpa checked his homework as usual. He told grandpa to rewrite it before he picked up the calligraphy practice paper.

Grandpa paused for a moment with his hand extended towards the practice paper, and then rubbed it on top of his head for a while.Then, grandpa held his hand and steadily wrote strokes, strokes, and strokes on the matt grid.

Grandpa also told him:

"Ozawa, do you think Lin Meijun is tolerant, smart, and powerful?"

"Think about your mother, think about what I usually tell you. Can you imagine that your mother would not hesitate to hurt herself in order to achieve something? Will you and Lin Meijun be burned more severely to please your father?"

Can't imagine, never will!

Su Zejin remembered the feeling of the pen stick firmly embedded in the palm of his hand, and also remembered the calm strength with which his grandfather held his hand.

"Dignity is that you remember to hold your head up no matter what time it is, and strength is that you don't need to compromise no matter what time it is. Lin Meijun?"

Su Zejin heard her grandfather humming slightly behind her.

Grandpa told him word by word: "The cause of your mother's death is her own weakness. But my daughter, even if she is weak enough to give up her own life, is better than just pretending, enduring, and living in the hands of others." Lin Meijun in her eyes must be proud a hundred times."

"The vision belongs to others, but the body belongs to oneself. I hope that in 30 or [-] years, Lin Meijun will not regret the repeated pain in her hands."

Grandpa held his hand and wrote the last stroke neatly.

He held the pen firmly.

You will definitely regret it.

Whether it's his heartless father, or the shameless Lin Meijun.

Su Zejin stared at the big black characters on the matt.The ink marks twisted and twisted in his sight, and finally became the faces of Jiang Junguo and Lin Meijun.

He looked at the two faces coldly, and smiled after a while.

The debt that the dead can't pay, the living will pay for!