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Lin Qingyan's face was covered with tears, he tried his best to explain, but no one believed him, he was not a bad boy, he really didn't steal anything.

An Nanyi walked up to him, with a smug smile on his face, "Brother, my mother told me that it's still a good boy to take the initiative to admit your mistakes, you can't do that."

Lin Qingyan looked at the person in front of her in disbelief. He was the one who wronged him by putting the necklace in my schoolbag, "It was you, you put the necklace in my schoolbag on purpose, you wronged me!"

"I didn't." An Nanyi blinked innocently.

Zhou Yuelan was apologizing to Song Shuman, "I'm sorry, ma'am, I will educate him well in the future."

Naturally, Song Shuman wouldn't care about others because of such a trivial matter. She looked at the crying child opposite, and she couldn't bear it. She also doubted whether he stole the necklace.

But she would never doubt that her well-behaved little son would intentionally wrong others, and the matter would be left alone.

Zhou Yuelan didn't know that the Gu family and the An family had a good relationship at first, and she was afraid that something unexpected would happen if she stayed in the Gu family. It happened that the servant who went home to give birth was also coming back, so she voluntarily resigned that day and brought Lin Qingyan back home.

But Lin Qingyan still tried to explain to her mother, his eyes were red and swollen from crying, holding a schoolbag in his arms, lowered his eyes and whispered:

"Mom, I really didn't steal anything. It was the kid who put the necklace in my schoolbag on purpose."

"When I was sweeping the floor, he made trouble on purpose and pushed me to the ground. He bullied me..." He stretched out his hand, wanting to show Zhou Yuelan the broken palm.

"How could someone bully you for no reason!" Zhou Yuelan defended her precious biological son, how could she believe his words, "Are you still lying?!"

"I didn't..." Lin Qingyan withdrew her hand silently.

"I think you owe a lesson!"

Zhou Yuelan was so angry that she went back to her room and took out a clothes hanger, grabbed Lin Qingyan's small arm, and slapped him fiercely with the clothes hanger, "Are you still lying?!"

"Are you still stealing other people's things?!"

Tears flowed down and covered the child's cheeks. He didn't feel pain, and he cried not because of the pain, but because of grievances. Even his mother didn't believe him.

"I didn't steal, but I didn't steal!"

"You're still stubborn!"

"Stay in your room and reflect on yourself!"

In the small bedroom, a thin child was sitting in a corner. He curled up, buried his face in his arms, his shoulders were trembling uncontrollably, and he let out a sobbing sound like a kitten.

And his thin arms and legs exposed to the air were covered with deep or shallow scars, which looked shocking, all from Zhou Yuelan's beating with a hanger just now.

The child held the wooden rabbit tightly in his palm, big brother, I really didn't steal anything, why didn't everyone believe him, why...

That night, Lin Qingyan started to have a high fever, which was very severe. She was in a daze all the time, and it took almost a week for her to recover.

However, after he woke up, he selectively forgot everything that happened in Gu's house.

……

An Qingyan suddenly sat up from the hospital bed, his chest heaved violently, his face was covered with cold sweat, and there was still sadness and bewilderment in those moist peach eyes.

What happened in the dream echoed in his mind over and over again, and he remembered everything, the time he spent with Gu Fei when he was eight years old, and being wronged as a thief.

The child who wronged him...is An Nanyi.

Steward Shen said that Mrs. An was the only one who brought her youngest son to Gu's house that day. He is now very sure that he didn't steal the necklace. It was An Nanyi's good deed.

No wonder Zhou Yuelan hid the truth and refused to tell the truth. She was afraid that she would find out and take the opportunity to take revenge on An Nanyi, right?That was her biological son, of course he had to protect it everywhere.

So his insignificant fake son can be treated casually, and no matter how he explains it, he will not believe it.

Even if she was beaten with scars all over her body, she would not feel bad because she was not her own son.

The boy raised the corners of his lips and showed a pale smile, but there was no smile in his moist eyes. Even though it had been 11 years, he couldn't let it go.

"Yanyan, you finally woke up!"

Song Shuman walked into the ward quickly, her beautiful face was full of tension and concern, she touched her younger son's forehead with the back of her hand, it was not as hot as before.

"How do you feel? Are you still uncomfortable?" She poured a glass of warm water into the hands of her younger son. "Drink some water first. Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Mom will buy it for you."

An Qingyan didn't know how to face Song Shuman. She was there back then, but she didn't believe in herself... At that time, An Nanyi was her son, so of course she wouldn't believe in herself.

I'm afraid she has forgotten what happened back then.

Indeed, it is just a small thing for others.

"Why is there so much sweat on your face? Did you have a nightmare?" Song Shuman said, then took out a tissue and carefully wiped the sweat off his youngest son's face, "You must tell us if you feel uncomfortable. "

The tip of An Qingyan's nose was sore, his mother was so kind to him, and he actually wanted to blame her just now, isn't she also a victim?

The warm water glass in his hand warmed the boy's cold palm. He raised the corners of his lips and smiled, and said obediently, "You don't have to worry, I'm fine."

"It's fine." Song Shuman touched his youngest son's hair distressedly, "It's because mother didn't take good care of you. We made you suffer so much. I hope you won't be so sensible, Yan Yan."

"Brother, you finally woke up. Second brother is worried about you to death. He can't even eat lunch!" An Yu hurried in, interrupting their conversation.

An Jing came in after him, and he slapped An Yu on the head, "How dare those two big chicken legs at noon be eaten by pigs?!"

"Oh forgot, you are a pig."

Both An Qingyan and Song Shuman couldn't help laughing.

"You don't respect me!!"

Young Master An got a double chin in anger.

……

The night was dark.

An Qingyan's fever has not completely subsided, but he didn't want to stay in the hospital, so he went home and continued to lie down, and he didn't dare to go out in the middle of the night to blow the cold wind anymore.

But he still thinks about the past, as long as he closes his eyes, those images will appear in his mind, the scenes of getting along with Gu Fei when he was a child, after Gu Fei went abroad to study, he was wronged for stealing...

Looks like I'm going to lose sleep again tonight.

At this moment, Gu Fei called him a video call, and he quickly sat up from the bed, trying to adjust his emotions, so that his sick self looked energetic.

"Brother Fei, have you finished your work yet?"

The man on the screen was still wearing a formal suit, sitting casually on the sofa, his handsome brows were tinged with tiredness, the background should be in a hotel.

Gu Fei finished work and just returned to the hotel.

"Just finished working, have you eaten yet?"

"Eat, Brother Fei, have you eaten yet?"

"Well, I ate it." Gu Fei carefully looked at the boy on the screen, but he still saw something wrong with him. The man frowned slightly, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Are you sick?"

An Qingyan knew that she couldn't hide Gu Fei's fiery eyes, so she honestly admitted, "It's just a common fever, it's fine after going to the hospital, you don't have to worry."

Gu Fei: "Why did you suddenly have a fever?"

An Qingyan felt a little guilty, "I accidentally caught a cold."

Gu Fei stared at the person on the screen, with a hint of seriousness in his gentle tone, "Why did you catch a cold?"

An Qingyan: "..."

"Last night... I couldn't sleep, so I stood on the balcony thinking about life, and it turned out that I thought about it for a long time."

"So you've been blowing cold wind on the balcony for a long time?" The man's tone became more serious, he pursed the corners of his lips, and the expression on his face was not very good, "It's winter now, Yanyan."

"Are you still thinking about things from your childhood?" Gu Fei easily guessed what the young man was thinking. His tone was no longer serious, but he still had a little reassurance, "It's all in the past, it doesn't matter if you don't remember."

An Qingyan lowered her eyes and was silent for a moment.

Gu Fei realized that he might have been a bit aggressive just now, and his tone became softer, coaxing softly, "Baby?"

Only An Qingyan can enjoy this kind of treatment from Master Gu, and if others find out, they might be shocked from ear to ear.

During the day, an employee made a mistake, Gu Fei didn't say anything, just looked at him blankly and silently, his legs trembled and he almost cried.

"Brother Fei..." An Qingyan finally raised his eyes to look at the man on the screen, his eyes were a little red, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I remembered the past, just today, I remembered everything."

"I also remembered the days when I was with you." After a pause, he opened his thin lips lightly, and said three words from his mouth: "Big brother."

Gu Fei was slightly taken aback, and then a gentle smile appeared on the brows and corners of his eyes. Looking at the young man on the screen who was about to cry, he wished he could appear in front of the other party immediately, and hug him in his arms to comfort him.

"Just remember."

"Baby, don't cry."

As soon as these words came out, the tears that were about to be smothered in the eyes of the young man burst out immediately. He lowered his head, and the crystal clear teardrops shone under the light, drawing an arc in mid-air, and soaked the quilt.

He couldn't help it, it took so many years to think about it, but he still felt uncomfortable and wronged, he didn't tell his family, but he broke his defense in front of Gu Fei's concern.

Seeing An Qingyan holding back tears, but still crying aggrievedly, Gu Fei immediately felt distressed. He gently rubbed the screen with his fingertips, as if he wanted to wipe away the tears from the boy's face.

"what happened?"

"Why Yanyan is sad, tell Brother Fei."

An Qingyan raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, but his throat was choked, all kinds of complicated emotions piled up, and he was too uncomfortable to speak.

"I'm not a thief, I didn't steal anything..."