For as long as he can remember, his mother has been lukewarm to him, whether he is naughty or well-behaved, he has never been able to get the slightest loving care from his mother

When he was a child, he learned that his mother was not his mother, and when he went to ask his father, his father told him that he was not the same as Fu Yuan, and that Wu's mother was just a stepmother to him.

He was the child of his father and his first wife, and his mother died in childbirth when he gave birth to him, and then he realized why he did not receive the same care as Fu Yuan, and since then he has never had the luxury of his mother's affection.

He felt guilty about his biological mother, and his temperament became more and more calm and dull, and when he grew up, it became his habit to go to the cemetery to accompany his mother every birthday.

What has been insisted on for more than ten years is actually a scam, and his mother's death is not a life for his life back then, but it was he who killed her after all.

Wu Yanjue closed his eyes, and the strength of pinching the paper gradually relaxed, and in the next moment, his fingertips suddenly exerted force, and the paper cracked in response to the sound of white bones.

"Wu Yanjue, you'll know when you go back."

"Know what?"

"Interesting background."

"Whose background?"

"Who else could it be, naturally you."

"Who are you?"

"A debt collector."

The last sentence of the man's words in the darkness is still in his ears: "Your mother, you don't deserve to die." ”

In the public phone booth, Wu Yanjue threw in a coin and dialed a string of numbers: "Auntie, it's me." ”

"Straight?" Qiao Yue hurriedly said, "Where are you?" ”

"My Mother ......"

Before Wu Yanjue could finish, Qiao Yue hurriedly interrupted him, "It's so chaotic outside, what do you have to say when you get home, you have disappeared for so long, my aunt is worried about you, why don't you hurry over and let your aunt see you." ”

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Wu Yanjue's gaze fell on the words written on the glass window by someone who melted the ice with his fingers, "I have something I want to ask you." ”

Qiao Yue had a bad premonition in her heart, and said softly: "Jue, listen to Auntie, everything is coming to Auntie to talk about, okay?" ”

"My mother, did she really die in childbirth?"

In the end, he still couldn't stop Wu Yanjue's stubbornness, Qiao Yue rubbed his eyebrows, "You come here, my aunt will tell you." ”

"I know you lured me over to protect me, but if this is the catastrophe I have to go through, then this path, I want to go on my own."

Wu Yanjue's words were shallow, and every word was on the ground, Qiao Yue heard the determination inside, his eyes suddenly became sour, and Wu Yanjue said again: "Shallow Beach Cafe, I'll wait for you." ”

Hanging up the phone, Qiao Yue glanced at the man eating oranges next to him with red eyes, "I'm just such a nephew, now that the Wu family is in trouble, where else can he go?" If you hadn't been dizzy, you would have to follow Gu Yuan's wishes, and you would have been forced to not even want to come here? ”

Gu's father was quite dumbfounded, and said, "Your son likes that girl to death or alive, what else can I do if I don't agree?" ”

"You're going to get used to your son!" Qiao Yue snorted and glanced at Gu's father fiercely, "My son is just spoiled by you!" ”

"It's not good for that stinky man to like anyone, why do you have to like Gu Qiao, my brother's people dare to worry, if I can't get good results in this base training, I will really pick up his skin!"

After Qiao Yue left angrily with her bag, Gu's father stuffed another petal of orange into his mouth, "I feel that I regret my marriage, but our son didn't rob him." ”

The quiet piano music in the café flowed slowly, and the dim light isolated itself from the world, Wu Yanjue leaned on the sofa, staring at the heavy snow outside the window in a daze.