Zheng Qianyang saw the change in Huo Chenhuan's expression in his eyes, and he was a little relieved at the same time.

After Huo Chenhuan's parents died, his only relative in this world was Huo Chenhuan.

Originally, the two depended on each other and were relatives of each other, but now Huo Chenhuan has his own happy little family, but he is still alone, and Zheng Qianyang will inevitably have a little loneliness.

As if seeing Zheng Qianyang's inadvertent vulnerability, Huo Chenhuan was stunned, and suddenly realized that this man he had admired and resented was no longer young.

The years have not treated the person in front of him preferentially, his temples have been dyed with frost, and there are many more vicissitudes of wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

Maybe in a few years, the straight back of the person in front of him will gradually become rickety, and his mind will gradually blur.

He will remember some people, but more often than not, he will forget some people.

Realizing this, Huo Chenhuan suddenly felt that many things were not so important.

"I'm sorry."

The day before, I was still in my mouth, and I couldn't say anything, but the moment I came out, I realized that it didn't seem to be as difficult as I imagined.

Zheng Qianyang was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted to what Huo Chenhuan said, and his eyes widened: "You ......"

Some words are said in the first sentence, and the rest is much simpler.

"When my parents had an accident, I lost control of my emotions and made trouble unreasonably, blaming you for their deaths, it was my fault."

Zheng Qianyang's heart jumped, and he subconsciously shouted: "Dusty ......"

"My parents' deaths were accidental, man-made, or man-made. It's not you who hurt them, it's not you who need to pay for it, it's not you. ”

Zheng Qianyang was stunned, he hoped to restore his previous relationship with Huo Chenhuan and become a family member again, but he was afraid that all this was just a dream of his wishful thinking.

It took him a while before he finally found his voice and said with difficulty, "Do you really think so?" You know, it's very likely that your parents were affected by me......"

Huo Chenhuan looked at Zheng Qianyang fixedly for a long time, and sighed lightly: "I thought about it for a long time, if my parents knew that they died because of you before they died, would they blame you?" ”

Zheng Qianyang stiffened, and his face turned pale.

"No, it won't."

"What?"

"The answer is no." Huo Chenhuan was extremely sure, "Even if they know that their deaths may be related to you, even if they know that those who harm them may be your enemies, they will not blame you." In that case, who am I to blame you? ”

"No, you're qualified." Zheng Qianyang's eyes were slightly red, and he shook his head and said, "I caused you to lose your parents, and you are more qualified to blame me than anyone else." ”

Huo Chenhuan closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a touch of relief in his eyes: "Words say, don't punish yourself for the sins of others, because that will only make the people who love you sad and the people who hurt you happy." I am, and so do you. ”

Of course, Zheng Qianyang knows this, but sometimes people are easy to walk into a dead end.

Huo Chenhuan's disgusting gaze had already become a magic obstacle for him for many years, and he would even wake up suddenly when he dreamed back at midnight, and then he couldn't sleep again, and sat night after night until dawn.

He wanted to come back, but he didn't dare to come back, for fear that he would look at his nephew hatefully when he came back.

And now, this nephew, whom he asked himself how much he owed, told him that it was not his fault, and that he had long ago not blamed him.

Zheng Qianyang wanted to laugh, but before the smile was raised, his eyes were already red.