Looking down at his watch, Fang Yiyuan felt that it was time to go out.

When he returned to France this time, he had indeed come to meet someone, a person whom he could not forgive and who he had to meet.

Driving to a nursing home, Fang Yiyuan felt that out of politeness, he still bought a bouquet of flowers on the way.

He could imagine how that person had changed in recent years, or that he was tormented by illness with his body on his back, or that he could only lie alone in a hospital bed, and the only person he could see every day was the nurse who took care of him.

Before that, he should have thought of the day when he would be alone until the last moment of his life, and no one would be able to accompany him to the end.

Sure enough, just as Fang Yiyuan thought, that person was lying on the hospital bed, with an oxygen tube in his nostrils, and he had been tortured beyond recognition by the disease.

Should I say that the sin deserves it, or I should do it myself. Fang Yiyuan put the flowers he brought on the bedside table and found a chair to sit down.

Xu is sense Fang Yiyuan's arrival, that person opened his eyes, and when he saw him, he instantly laughed.

How many years they haven't seen each other, and the old man lying on the hospital bed can't be counted.

"You're here?" The weak voice was extremely small, but fortunately, there was no one else in the ward except them, so that Fang Yiyuan could hear what he said. "I'm so lucky to see you before I die."

Scold.

Fang Yiyuan snorted coldly, looking at the person lying on the hospital bed expressionlessly, without a trace of sympathy.

"You deserve to hate me." He spoke again.

Fang Yiyuan still showed a look of disdain, compared to the smiling old man, there was no expression on his face: "Before you did that kind of thing, did you think about what you would become in the future?" ”

The old man struggled to turn his head upwards and stared blankly at the ceiling for a long time, before finally uttering only two words: "Retribution." ”

Fang Yiyuan looked at him even more disdainfully, and the hatred in his eyes was undoubted: "It's good to know that it's retribution, it means that you still have a little humanity and are not in vain." ”

"The most correct thing I have done in my life is to have you as a son. If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago. ”

"Don't get me wrong, I just don't want you to die too quickly, that's too cheap for you."

Suddenly it rained outside the window, very suddenly, but unexpectedly.

It has been raining in Paris for the past few days, and the weather is often overcast, and a major storm may occur at any time.

It's like the atmosphere in the ward now, depressing and gloomy, as if the air is frozen, making people breathless.

"For so many years, I have been working hard so that I will not wait for old age and be like you." Fang Yiyuan looked around the ward, the old doors and windows and the wooden floor that would creak when stepped on, this kind of place was unbearable, not to mention living in it for a long time, even if he lived for a day.

Especially the damp and moldy smell that rose after the rain, Fang Yiyuan only stayed for a few minutes before he wanted to vomit.

"I know that you are very promising, and now you are a world-famous designer." The old man turned his head to Fang Yiyuan again, showing a pleased smile: "Two years ago, when I could still move, I often went to other wards to show off to them, my son is Fang Yiyuan's designer, very famous, the new building on the Seine River was designed by my son, celebrities, rich people, the clothes they wear are also designed by my son." ”

"You think too much, I'm not your son anymore." Fang Yiyuan's increasingly indifferent gaze made a chill rise all around him, he hugged his arms as if examining a prisoner, and said without any tone: "From the moment you picked up your arm and hit me and that woman, I am no longer your son." ”

Fang Yiyuan had a bad childhood, if other people's children were enjoying the affection of their parents, but he was enjoying sticks and fists.

Since he was a child, he grew up under his father's fists, and when his father came home drunk, he would pull him and beat him violently for no reason, and he would beat his mother for a little thing, so that he lived a life of fear every day.

The woman who was called the mother, because she was beaten by her father for a long time, finally cheated on a man, and finally eloped with that man. And he was left behind by his father's side in exchange for increasing violence, and even several times if he hadn't been sent to the hospital by the neighbors, he probably wouldn't have lived to be ten years old.

"Do you still hate your mother? You shouldn't hate her, it's all my fault. The old man burst into tears, which flowed from his sunken eye sockets, and slowly fell down the wrinkles of the ravine, dripping onto the yellowed pillowcase that had been washed.

"Cruelly abandoning her child and throwing her own son to a devil, can such a woman still be a mother?" Fang Yiyuan stood up suddenly, I don't know which nerve was touched, his whole person was in a state of madness: "She clearly knows that I am very likely to be beaten to death by you, and she knows that it is better to die than to die if I leave me, why doesn't she take me with her, is that man so good?" ”

"Far ......"

"And you!" When he said that he was excited, he pointed at the old man who had no ability to resist: "You ruined my childhood and ruined the first half of my life." Why do you want to hit me, is it cool? Is it painful to bully someone who is weaker than you? What now? If you can still move, will you come and beat me too? Did you never think that you would have today, lying here and being slaughtered, if you would like to taste what I once endured? ”

The old man cried more and more, he didn't even have the face to live in this world, let alone face the son in front of him again.

If he hadn't wanted to see him again, this old man who was tormented by his conscience, who endured loneliness every day and waited for his son to come and see him, would have ended his life long ago, and he would not have lived so long.

"It's me who deserves to die, it's all I owe you, and it's far away...... I'm damned. ”

"You're damned." Fang Yiyuan slammed the flower he brought to the ground: "Go to hell and continue to repent." "Good

Fang Yiyuan slammed the door and went out, he stood at the door of the ward for a long time and didn't leave, and he didn't know why, as if he was waiting for something, waiting for a result.

The monitoring instrument made a screeching sound, and then doctors and nurses rushed into the ward, and then the doctor came out of the ward and said with relief: "The patient has just suffered cardiac arrest, but fortunately he has been rescued, but ......"

Fang Yiyuan nodded, didn't say much, turned around and wanted to take a step but was stopped by the doctor.

"Mr. Fang, it's just a matter of the next two days, let's prepare for the future in advance."

When he got home, it was already windy outside. Sitting on the couch listening to the wind and rain outside, he closed his eyes and calmed his heart.

It seems that he should not have come back, and he has to come back. There is only an obsession with him in my heart, and that's all.

Watching him die alone, watching him die without a good death.

It's all His retribution.

The phone rang suddenly, Fang Yiyuan looked at the display on the screen, and his heart suddenly sank: "Hello." ”

"Mr. Fang, we're sorry, just after you left the hospital, your father had just left. He walked away peacefully, and I think he must have been glad to see you. ”

"I know somebody will take care of the aftermath."

"And Mr. Fang, your father once wrote you a letter a long time ago, if it is not convenient for you to come and get it, I can send it to you."

"Okay, send it to me."

The phone hung up, and a new video call came, Fang Yiyuan looked down, reluctantly made a smiling expression, and pressed the answer button.

"Miss your husband?"

"Xiao Xi wanted to travel with me, and I thought that the weather was just right now, so I agreed." In the video, Gu Xinran said briskly, An Xiaoxi beside her kept grabbing her mobile phone, hoping to appear on the screen.

"Designer Fang, I'll borrow your Gu Xinran to play for a few days, and I'll return it to you when you come back."

"Okay, where are you going?"

"I didn't think about it, but I probably went to a few nearby cities." Gu Xinran chewed something in his mouth, and snatched the phone again: "Is there something wrong with you over there?" Look at your expression is not very good. ”

"What can I do, I will go to Zoe tomorrow to inspect the costumes, and what my wife has explained must be carried out immediately."

"Then Xiao Xi and I will go out to eat in a while, you yourself are also thinking about eating in Paris, you lazy terminal cancer patient, remember to order takeout by yourself."

"Got it."

……

Gu Xinran was not stupid, she could see how bad Fang Yiyuan's mood was. And even An Xiaoxi could see that although he forced a smile, it backfired, as if someone else owed him millions.

"Could it be that he knew about your meeting with Ke Shaochen?" An Xiaoxi looked at Gu Xinran, who was thinking while eating, and suddenly clapped her hands vigorously, startling her: "Can Fang Yiyuan see the location of your mobile phone?" ”

When An Xiaoxi said this, Gu Xinran reacted.

He could indeed see the location of her mobile phone, and the surveillance at the door of the house could also see when she returned.

It's a hundred secrets.

Gu Xinran was so annoyed that she wanted to fly to Paris to explain to him immediately, but it was really unnecessary to think about it, after all, they were just a husband and wife in name only.

And when I got married, I already said that I could divorce at any time.

It's just that she doesn't want to take this step now, not because she covets something from Fang Yiyuan, but because she unilaterally doesn't want to hurt him as a person.

For Gu Xinran, Fang Yiyuan is a family member, a friend, and a confidant who has given her infinite help. If he also had no feelings for Gu Xinran and could break up peacefully, she wouldn't be so bothered all day long, thinking about something useless.

"Gu Xinran, don't tell me that you want red apricots out of the wall. No matter how good Ke Shaochen is, no matter how infatuated he is, how he treated you before, and how much you have suffered, you can't forget. It seems to see her thoughts, An Xiaoxi just wants to give her a preventive shot in advance: "And I can see that Designer Fang is sincere to you, I don't know how deep the relationship between you is, but the care you have taken care of in the past few years when you have been seriously injured, and you can have your current achievements, all rely on the help of Designer Fang." ”

Of course, she knows all this, and she always remembers it, so she has never ended their ridiculous marriage.

"Don't think about it, Ke Shaochen and I have nothing."

"It's weird!" An Xiaoxi rolled her eyes and glanced at her: "Do you think I really can't see it?" Even if you don't clarify the misunderstanding between you and Ke Shaochen today, your heart is still towards him. ”