【Double Life】The Redeemer

Liang Chuan fell into his own thoughts, and he didn't raise his head until someone gently rubbed his hair.

Under the sunlight, An Jia's eyes, the irises of which are coated with light, are gentle and beautiful.

"Didn't Uncle Liang want to watch me play? Why are you keeping your head down?"

"Just thinking about something, by the way, where is Lin Lin? Are you leaving?"

"Well, he has something to do. I told him to go back first." An Jia picked up the jacket next to him and put it on. "It was originally a date between the two of us, and he is also very embarrassed here."

"Oh." Liang Chuan nodded, "It's also..."

Reaching out her hand, An Jia pulled him up, "Uncle Liang, do you want to walk or go back?"

"Go back." Liang Chuan looked around the school again, smiling softly, "Xiao Jia, Uncle Liang very much hopes that you will be happy."

"I am very happy now."

Liang Chuan took his hand and held it, "It's great, I have no regrets hearing you say such things."

An Jia's eyes changed, she didn't know what to say.

...

The room is well decorated and arranged by two people. It is very warm and feels like home.

Compared with the big villa that An Jia had forgotten, this place is much better.

Although Liang Chuan also put a lot of effort into that big villa, with the best servants and cooks, the most luxurious and elegant decoration, in his previous life, he planted camellias there to please An Jia.

However, the most taboo thing about love is a person's self-directed and self-acted, and moved by himself.

After understanding this truth, Liang Chuan only felt warm and sad when he looked at the ordinary smoggy blue sofa at home.

Two people, after all, lived a life that only belonged to two people.

It's just that everyone has something to hide.

An Jia often suffers from a splitting headache, and the memories he has resisted gnash their teeth and claws, tearing and pouring in.

At first he was so shocked that his face turned pale, but later he was able to calmly find a place to sit down and slowly calm down.

And Liang Chuan always had trouble sleeping at night.

An Jia mentioned several times to go to the hospital, but Liang Chuan either interrupted or kept silent.

Being gentle and silent without saying a word always makes An Jia unable to be tough.

But An Jia began to get anxious.

...

As things went on, in the spring, Liang Chuan stepped down again and handed over the position of chairman to An Jia.

After the meeting, both of them were a little silent.

"Xiaojia." Liang Chuan gave in first, and he took the young man's hand, "Uncle Liang, I'm already 38 this year...I'm too tired, so I can't wait to let Xiaojia share for Uncle Liang. Don't be angry, I will I know it's so sudden..."

"Uncle Liang, let's stop apologizing, shall we?" An Jia smiled, Liang Chuan always treated him unconditionally, every time he did something, even if he was only silent for a while, he would think he was angry, and apologized repeatedly , cautiously, humble enough to make him worry.

"I…"

An Jia took a deep breath, "I'm not angry. Uncle Liang, I'm willing to let you rest well." I'm just sad, sorry for your sacrificial atonement.

"Well, I'll pay attention." Liang Chuan smiled, but looked sad.

Because of the power outage, they couldn't take the elevator and the two of them had to take the stairs.

Everyone had something on their minds, Liang Chuan was a little dazed, his feet were empty, and when he was about to fall down the stairs, An Jiala pulled him back into his arms.

Everyone was so frightened that their faces turned pale. It was because Liang Chuan was in poor health. If he fell, he would suffer a lot.

An Jia's heart was beating fast and her breathing was heavy, but Liang Chuan came back to his senses first, "It's okay Xiao Jia, don't worry, I was just too distracted just now..."

"Go to the hospital." An Jia squeezed Liang Chuan's arm, stared at Liang Chuan, her eyes were firm and irresistible, "Uncle Liang, we must go to the hospital, not Tao Ran's, you can't do this."

It's impossible for him to always be by Liang Chuan's side.

"Xiao Jia, I'm not sick..." Liang Chuan closed his eyes. He was telling the truth. Tao Ran also said that the influence of psychotropic drugs was part of it, and the bigger reason was heart disease.

He couldn't rest at all.

"Liang Chuan, what are you afraid of?" The muscles on An Jia's face were trembling, and his patience seemed to have reached its limit. "Are you afraid that I will know that your behavior may be caused by my memory loss?"