Jane retracted her thoughts, placed the parrot in her hand, and went out of the house.

While they were enjoying dinner quietly, a person who surprised everyone appeared, and it was He Chenze's mother.

He Chenze opened the door with his own hands, and when the mother and son saw each other, they did not hug each other as they imagined, but seemed a little calm.

He Chenze looked at Zhang Fanghua at the door, said lightly, and said, "Long time no see." ”

No one knows what this means to him.

No one could guess his thoughts and feelings at the moment.

When Zhang Aihua saw him, there was not much excitement on her face, and she seemed particularly calm, and she also replied to him, "Long time no see." ”

No one knows what this woman has been through outside, she's just a lot older.

Zhang Fanghua's arrival also brought bad news: He Chenze's cousin Zhang Jiahui died.

He Chenze and his mother didn't have time to catch up, so they drove to Zhang Jiahui's house with their mother.

The courtyard was filled with wreaths from the door, everyone was dressed in plain clothes, and the courtyard was no longer as vibrant as the first time I came, and there was a lifeless feeling everywhere.

Jian Anran was a little scared, and kept following He Chenze, and then He Chenze took Jian Anran's hand into the mansion.

In the lobby, Zhang Jiahui's body was lying quietly in the crystal coffin, and Jian Anran was panicked for a moment.

She couldn't imagine that someone who was alive half a month ago was now lying lifeless.

Is this death?

For the first time, she had a sense of death, and at the same time, she had a new understanding of life.

Jian Anran held He Chenze's hand tightly, He Chenze felt the strength at hand, and also responded by tightening Jian Anran's hand.

For some reason, the Zhang family was very efficient, and they helped Zhang Jiahui complete the visit, spark, and funeral in just one day.

It is said to be Zhang Jiahui's last wish, and he said that he would like to be buried as soon as possible.

At the cemetery, Jian Anran also sincerely offered a bouquet of flowers in front of Zhang Jiahui's grave, and she thanked him for leaving the parrot to her.

On the way back, Zhang Jiahui's sister Zhang Jia and Jian Anran were in a car, she sat in the car and mentioned the parrot to Jian Anran, "I don't know if my brother has a premonition that the limit is coming, he got up in the morning and said to the servant, the parrot must be delivered to you today, he said that the parrot does not belong to him, it belongs to you." ”

Jian Anran listened to Zhang Jia's words, and her heart trembled, "Belongs to me?"

Why does it belong to her?

Jane Anran didn't understand.

"My brother said that parrots used to say a lot of auspicious things, but since you came, parrots have only said that one word. ”

Zhang Jia answered Jian Anran, "Maybe this is your fate with it." ”

Zhang Jia smiled, but she didn't tell Jian Anran that before Zhang Jiahui decided to give the parrot to Jian Anran, the parrot was supposed to be martyred for Zhang Jiahui.

In just half an hour, the car stopped at the door of the villa.

"An Ran, you go back first, my mother and I have something to say. ”

After He Chenze took Jian Anran away, only he and his mother were left in the car.

"Mom," He Chenze was silent for a long time before he called, he wanted to ask her why she didn't come to Zhengda Guangming to look for him all these years, but wanted to hide in the dark and secretly look at him, but he didn't ask.

Zhang Fanghua looked at He Chenze and smiled, the smile was sour and vicissitudes, "Chenze, do you hate your mother?"

His mother asked, almost the same thing as his cousin.

"Don't hate. ”

He Chenze didn't hesitate for a second, and replied directly, whether it was his cousin or his mother, he didn't hate it.

"Actually, you have a home out there, right?"

He Chenze continued, private detective Yang Shanshan reported this information to him just yesterday, his mother Zhang Fanghua has another home outside, and he also had a new child with that man, the child is three years younger than He Chenze, and the same age as Jian Anran.

"Well," Zhang Fanghua didn't hide it, the matter has come to this, she has no need to continue to hide it, she wants to tell the truth of the year openly, "Chen Ze, actually..."

"Needless to say. ”

Zhang Fanghua just wanted to tell the truth about the year but was interrupted by He Chenze, because he thought that his mother wanted to say that she still loved her in her heart.

But he didn't know that after many years of separation, her mother was no longer what he thought she was.

People always change, right?

In the end, Zhang Fanghua did not continue the topic just now, but began to care about He Chenze, "Chenze, I know that you are alone, and it is very hard to be busy with the company, I have seen you come out of the company in the early morning several times." ”

Before He Chenze met Jian Anran, except for occasional pastimes, he often worked in the company day and night.

"I know my body. He Chenze said and took out a bank card from his arms and handed it to Zhang Fanghua, "There is some money here, you take it first, the password is my birthday." ”

He knew through private investigator Yang Shanshan that his mother was not living a wealthy life now, she used to be the wife of a wealthy family, and now she is indeed a civilian woman who lives on a cheap rental house by eating low.

He Chenze didn't know why his mother abandoned himself and his father for such a man, but he didn't know either.

Since it's a matter of my parents' generation, let's let it stay with my parents' generation.

Zhang Fanghua didn't answer the bank card, and looked at He Chenze's eyes for the first time.

He Chenze looked at her, his eyes deepened, and then said, "You won't even forget my birthday, will you?"

The tone was slightly cold.

At this moment, his heart was already cold, how could he say such warm words.

Zhang Fanghua shook his head, and then said lightly: "April 16, 1994, 12:10 p.m." It was a cloudy day with light rain. ”

As a mother, how could she not remember her son's birthday?

She not only remembers, but that day is engraved in her bones.

Because on the day she gave birth to He Chenze, the nurse gave her the wrong medicine, and she almost didn't die on the operating table, and the hospital even asked He Hongfeng, "Keep the big and the small." ”

But He Hongfeng's answer at that time cooled Zhang Fanghua's heart.

In the end, the child was born safely, and Zhang Fanghua also relied on amazing perseverance to survive, but the relationship between her and He Hongfeng could never go back.

Sending Zhang Fanghua home, it was a downtown area, the streets were full of garbage, and occasionally one or two drunks came out of the corner, and the environment was extremely poor.

Before leaving, He Chenze stuffed the bank card into Zhang Fanghua's canvas bag, "It's not enough to ask me for more." ”

Stuffed into her bag along with the bank card was a business card of He Chenze, with He Chenze's mobile phone number on it.

After speaking, He Chenze turned around and wanted to leave, but his hand was held by Zhang Fanghua, "Mom loves you." ”

With the familiar words of childhood in his ears and the warmth of his mother in his hands, He Chenze's eyes were wet, but he didn't look back, only nodded, and then disappeared into the night.

Then, a thin and white man walked out from the corner of the stairs, and he stepped forward to pester Zhang Fanghua, "Mom, let's go home." ”