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The two talked and laughed, Xu Ying was in a much better mood, and led a son and a daughter away.

Zhou Yeshuo passed by her, was pushed into the house in a wheelchair, and Shanshan accompanied her all the way, humming the most popular song of the year.

After taking a shower in the cold night, I changed my clothes and went downstairs, and Zhou Yeshuo and Shanshan were already seated at the dinner table.

He walked down the stairs and saw Zhou Yeshuo sitting at the dinner table, his eyes flashed with a touch of complexity, as if he had experienced the vicissitudes of time, he thought that Shuo would never wake up again in his life, but he didn't expect to see him sitting there and talking and laughing with Shanshan one day.

Zhou Yeshuo watched him walk in, and he was also like a world away, how annoyed he was at the beginning, but goodbye, his mood was quite calm.

The housekeeper opened the position of the main table for Leng Yejing, who sat down but was not in a hurry to speak.

Xiao Xiaoye sat on the child seat, her little hand lit the meat on the table, and Tong Lu added the meat and cut it into small dices and sent it to her son's mouth, but Xiao Xiaoye's clear and clear big eyes were turning back and forth on Leng Yejin and Zhou Yeshuo, I don't understand why there are two fathers?

One was familiar to him; One has thin cheeks because he has been lying on the foot all year round, but his facial features are the same.

Leng Yejin personally poured two glasses of wine, picked up a glass and drank it up, his heart was not a taste, and he said in a deep voice: "You are finally willing to wake up, why don't you sleep until the end of the world, I just buried you a hundred?" ”

Zhou Yeshuo didn't pick up another glass of wine, nor did he speak, just drank a bowl of lean porridge and chewed slowly.

Dr. Ji said that he had not eaten for a long time, and his stomach could only accept liquid food for the first few days, so even if the table was full of sumptuous dishes, he could not touch them, and could only drink some porridge.

After a long time, he said, "You should have buried me then, why did you save me?" ”

Dr. Ji said that he had an operation a year ago, and his body has slowly improved in the past year or so, and now he is completely cured, and he is no longer the frail and sickly patient, and will have a healthy body like everyone else in the future.

For him, it's a good rebirth.

He never thought that after his revenge failed, he would be raised in the Leng family manor, not only was he carefully taken care of, but now even his illness has been cured, Zhou Yeshuo doesn't know what to use to describe his mood.

It's sad and ridiculous, he has hated it for so many years, but the wall of hatred in his heart is falling.

It was as if he had been slapped in the face, and it was very loud, which made him a little embarrassed.

I want to hate, but I don't think it's interesting, it's boring.

When he met his brother again, he didn't know what kind of attitude he should use to face it.

When he closed his eyes, his mind was muddy, and there seemed to be countless intermittent conversations with him in his ears.

Those voices are the voices of the president's wife, Mr. President, and Ms. Xu Ling in the past two years, and even sat in front of the bed and chatted with him in the cold night.

Those voices, he didn't want to hear them at first, and finally became accustomed to them, went through more than two years.

So much so that now, his mood can't stir up ripples of hatred.

"I really should bury you, I only need to go to the cemetery every year to put incense on you, it's much easier than now!" Leng Yejin poured himself another glass of wine, his eyes were hot, staring at the emaciated Zhou Yeshuo, breathing heavily, and adding: "Lest you be angry with me and make me chill again and again!" Even if that heart is fed to a dog, it is better than giving it to you! ”