I'm down after reuniting with my ex

Li Zhixuan is older and more desolate than the last time we met.

The whole person is so stooped that he doesn't look like he's in his fifties, but in his sixties or seventies.

He was at a loss in Wen Yan's office, and he looked cramped when he was connected to the water poured by the secretary, "Wen Yan... are you feeling better?"

"Thanks to my aunt, I have been lying down for more than half a year, and now I am still in a wheelchair." Wen Yan said with a smile.

"In a wheelchair..." Li Zhixuan's lips trembled, he wanted to look at Wen Yan's desk, but he looked away again, "Can you... recover?"

"So what if I can recover? So what if I can't?" Wen Yan curled his lips into a sneer, "Uncle, do you know how many times I have been notified of critical illness? I am not yet thirty, because of you, because of Wen Xin, I have been And there were car accidents again and again, hospitalization, death and disability, you said, in time, Uncle, you will see my mother underground, how should you explain to her, you promised to take good care of me?"

"I... sorry..."

"Our accounts can't be settled." Wen Yan shook his head slightly, and he lowered his eyes, "I plan to see you today, but because my grandpa said in the suicide note that my mother asked me to grow up Finally, I will repay you and my aunt for their upbringing."

Li Zhixuan's face became even uglier. He seemed to want to smoke, but he withdrew his hand because of Wen Yan.

"I... sorry for her."

Wen Yan showed a mocking smile, "Wen Xin, I won't let her die so happily in there, as long as you tortured me, she will stay in there for as many years, as for you, uncle, you are old, I'm still sick, so I should go to a nursing home, of course I have to be filial to you."

Li Zhixuan looked at Wen Yan, and when he came, he begged the other party to let Wen Xin go, but finally swallowed it, he nodded, "Well, Ji Changan, you are together..."

"Not only are we together, but we will grow old together."

Li Zhixuan sighed, "People's hearts are separated by belly, you still, pay attention, he looks very evil, probably when you were in high school, I met him, followed me with a knife, it is also possible that he is For you, but such a young age is so dangerous, Wen Yan, you should be more careful when you are still hot."

Wen Yan froze for a moment, a smile appeared on his face, and now he was really smiling happily.

"Thank you, Uncle. You said that, but it made me love him even more."

Li Zhixuan didn't speak any more, he left slowly.

He may feel better about Wen Yan, but in Wen Yan's childhood and adolescence, he was the most direct executioner and the real culprit of the whole violence.

He gave all his incompetence, cowardice, and resentment to the young child at the time, and he chose to condone, compromise, and eventually participate in the cold violence of his wife.

Li Zhixuan understands this deeply, so he always tries to do something good after being bad to Wen Yan, so that his whole body is tormented by two emotions.

Downstairs in the company, there was a lot of traffic, and he thought of Wen Yan's mother, that quiet, gentle and beautiful woman, who asked him to take care of her children and parents when she was dying.

She also left her last words to her child, asking Wen Yan to be filial to him, how can he be worthy?

Li Zhixuan held his face in his hands, weeping uncontrollably on the sidewalk.

Ji Changan, who came back from a foreign job, was at the other end of the sidewalk, and he looked indifferently at the man who cried until he knelt down.

The luxury car Wen Yan bought for him was sent for maintenance, and he took the subway temporarily today.

Just find it ironic and disgusting.

So guilty, why not die?Dare to come to Wen Yan?

Li Zhixuan cried for a while, then slowly wiped away some tears and stood up. He ignored the gazes of the people around him. When he looked up, he saw a tall young man looking at him arrogantly and indifferently with a pair of dark eyes. he.

Just like the boy holding a fruit knife at the entrance of the alley back then.