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There are few people on the winding winding mountain road, and there is a thin layer of snow on both sides of the road. Wu Chu looked at the scenery passing by outside the car window, and found in a daze that the road had hardly changed in the past ten years.

The road leading to Wu's house in the middle of the mountain is still long, and the lamp shades on both sides of the road are also covered with frost and snow. You can worship your mother.

It was as if time had gone backwards, back to the late night when the Wu family picked him up from the countryside more than ten years ago. On that night of heavy rain, the young him sat in the car and kept turning his head to look at the car. Raindrops splashing outside the window.

At that time, when he was young, he didn't know what he would face when he returned to Wu's house. He only had the excitement and anticipation of seeing his parents and elder brother, and even felt a little awkward and uneasy as a child.

He thought that when he went back to the past, everything would be better. He was no longer the bad boy who pointed his nose and scolded nobody in the country, and when he no longer missed his parents, he could only sit under the big locust tree and look at the stars in the sky. , Counting the days back with my fingers.

"If you're unhappy talking inside, come out."

The man driving the car suddenly made a sound, his brows and eyes were still reserved, there was no sign of emotion, and his tone was very light, but with a bit of seriousness.

Wu Chu tilted his head and stared out of the car window, his eyes reflected the constantly flying scenery outside the car window, he said in a low voice, "Okay."

He knew what Yin Jin's words meant.

Maybe next, he may hear the truth that is completely different from what he has thought for so many years. Wu Han may tell him that he really killed his mother. In fact, many years ago, his mother did not welcome him. Come into this world.Because the coming of his new life means the continuation of his mother's suffering.

But he still chose to face it.

He didn't want to live his whole life in a daze with self-fantasies, he didn't want to struggle deep in his heart to wonder if his mother really hated him, and he didn't want to spend his whole life carrying things that he shouldn't be carrying.

It should always be faced.

Wu Chu looked away from the car window, sighed and said, "I don't think you should wait for me outside."

Yin Jin paused with his fingers on the steering wheel. He subconsciously felt that Wu Chu didn't want him to see his embarrassed side. He was silent for a while, and said softly, "Okay."

"If you don't want me to wait outside, then I can wait for you in a farther place."

He didn't know what kind of mood Wu Chu was in to face this matter, so much so that he didn't want to see him after the conversation.

Yin Jin only felt some indescribable stuffiness and dense pain in his heart, which made him uncomfortable.

Wu Chu, who was sitting in the co-pilot, only said seriously: "I think I might have a long quarrel with them this time."

Yin Jin, who was about to slow down the speed of the car and comfort Wu Chu: "...?"

He hesitated, "Are you going to scold people?"

Wu Chu said calmly, "Curse people."

Seeming to have thought of something, he added: "This time I will scold you back."

Yin Jin: "..."

He was silent for a while, then calmly said: "It's okay, just scold slowly, I can afford to wait."

In the black car following them, Zhang Rui looked a little haggard, and the atmosphere in the car was a little silent. He looked at Wu Han who was driving the car and said, "Talk to Chu Er well."

"What should be said and what should not be said, you must have a bottom line in your heart."

"It's enough to tell him a little about some things..."

Wu Han also looked haggard, and he said hoarsely: "If he wants to know, I can't hide it from him."

Zhang Rui frowned, and said, "He wants to know, so why don't you tell him everything?"

"It doesn't matter whether he can bear it or not?"

Wu Han pursed his lips, and said hoarsely without any emotion on his cold face: "Wu Chu is willing to come back because he wants to know those things."

"If I don't even tell him about those things, maybe he won't want to come back next time..."

Zhang Rui said speechlessly: "It's as if he came back voluntarily now."

Wu Han didn't speak, just parked the car at the gate of Wu's house, looked up at the two people under the black car in front, and stared unkindly at the man in the windbreaker leaning slightly to help Wu Chu straighten the hat of the sweater.

When Wu Chu raised his eyes to look at him as if he had noticed something, Wu Han's eyes softened instantly, he pulled the corners of his lips stiffly, and smiled unnaturally.

Wu Chu frowned, looking extremely responsive, turned his head and said a few words to the man beside him, the man beside him looked a little puzzled, but still bent his eyebrows and eyes, showing a smile to Wu Chu .

Satisfied, Wu Chu looked at Yin Jin beside him for a while as if washing his eyes, before turning his head and walking towards Wu's house.

He didn't wait for Wu Han behind him, as before, he always came to this place alone, and finally left alone.

The old butler in front of the gate had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw Wu Chu walking in front of him, he laughed, the wrinkles on his cheeks looked kind, and he called out: "Young master."

Hearing this, Wu Chu paused. He wanted to say that he was wrong. He was no longer the young master of the Wu family, and he had nothing to do with the Wu family. He nodded in response.

After the old butler heard his answer, the expression on his face became even happier.

Wu Han followed Wu Chu. He watched Wu Chu stop, and walked into the door in response to the young master that the old housekeeper said. For some reason, he loosened his grip on the car keys.

When passing by the old housekeeper, Wu Han bowed slightly to the old housekeeper, thanking Wu Chu for all these years, the only person who had a good impression of the entire Wu family.

The old butler stepped forward, supported the child whom he had grown up with, patted his hand, and sighed in an old voice: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back..."

Wu Han was silent, did not speak, only slightly twitched the corners of his mouth, with a bit of bitterness.

Wu Chu walked into the hall, and he looked around. The hall was tidy, but he didn't find the person he was looking for, so he raised his head and frowned at Wu Han behind him, "Where's Wu Zongsheng?"

Wu Han only took him upstairs to the fourth floor.

The fourth floor is a taboo for the entire Wu family. Even the cleaning servants dare not set foot on the fourth floor easily, just because Wu Zongsheng does not allow anyone to move around on the fourth floor.

Almost everyone in the Wu residence knew that the fourth floor was where his wife lived.

At the end of the corridor on the fourth floor hangs an oil painting.

As soon as Wu Chu raised his eyes, he saw the oil painting. The woman in the oil painting had a soft and peaceful side face and a gentle expression. She was putting flowers on the vase, as gentle as the mother he imagined.

He froze for a while, but saw Wu Han walking non-stop, leading him to a certain room. As soon as he opened the door, there was a slight ups and downs in the air.

It was a nursery that had been furnished.

The sky blue ceiling, several windmills and feeding bottles hung on the crib, some yellowed baby clothes hung on the bay window, several pairs of baby shoes quietly placed beside the stroller, and there was even an Finished baby sweater.

Wu Han looked back at Wu Chu, and said in a hoarse voice, "Mother prepared it for you."

Wu Chu froze in place.

He listened to Wu Han softly said: "everything, you are still in the mother's womb, she has already started to choose."

"Back then you were just a little bit."

"Every time I come back from school, I can see my mother sitting on the rattan chair, humming a song and talking to you while patting her belly."

Wu Han clearly remembers that the first time he knew that his mother was pregnant with a new life, the excitement and excitement in his heart made him, who has always been stable, show his willfulness in front of his mother for the first time, eager to be the first one for him. The person who named the younger brother.

Many people said that the head of the Wu family didn't like this child very much, and seemed to be afraid that this child would threaten the life of his sick wife.

But he has always been melancholy, and his mother, who is not in a good state of mind, has gradually recovered because of the arrival of this child, and Wu Han is also looking forward to the birth of this younger brother.

The wind chimes on the bay window swaying with the dust floating in the air make a crisp sound, pulling people back to reality,

"Wu Chu, she loves you very much."

Wu Han's eyes were a little red, as if he didn't know what to say, he could only repeat awkwardly: "She really loves you."

He is not a child who was randomly abandoned in the countryside and no one wanted him, let alone a bastard who was burdened with Kemu's reputation.

He was the child that both his mother and his brother were looking forward to.