Lin Lan walked to the hospital bed and stopped, her usually well-maintained face suddenly aged by more than ten years.

No longer noble and graceful, no longer glamorous, only haggard and remorseful.

Her gaze swept over Zhan Qianyan's injured right arm on the hospital bed, and her eyes were filled with self-blame and guilt.

His lips moved a few times before he asked tremblingly,

"Excuse me, is there anything wrong with your arm?"

“……”

Zhan Qian was silent, and his dark eyes looked at her heavily.

When Lin Lan came to his mouth, he was stared at with such eyes, and he forgot about it at once.

There was silence for a full minute.

He reorganized his words in his heart, and spoke again, his voice with a hint of choking, "Qianyan, I know you hate me, and I also know that I have never been a good mother. ”

"Mom."

Zhan Xiuyan shouted with red eyes.

She didn't like her mother's low-voiced tone and Zhan Qianyan's words.

Even if his mother ignored him before and snubbed him.

But his mother is the one who gave him life, and he should be grateful.

However, Zhan Qianyan swept over with a sharp look, and Zhan Xiuyan's pupils suddenly shrank and her face changed.

He lowered his head and closed his mouth, not daring to speak again.

Lin Lan suppressed the emotions in her heart, and continued, "Qianyan, don't you want to recognize me as a mother?" ”

"Does it matter if I admit it or not?"

As soon as Zhan Qianyan spoke, Lin Lan's tears fell, "Qianyan, I finally know how wrong I am now.

I'm sorry, but I've never been a qualified mother.

I shouldn't have brought you into this world, but I didn't love you, I didn't care about you......"

"The person you're sorry for is not me, it's the man who fell off a cliff and died ten years ago." Zhan Qianyan's eyes were cold and fierce.

The words of the exit were like sharp arrows piercing through the air and shooting straight into Lin Lan's heart.

She shook.

The face is bloodless!

He sneered and continued, "He was at fault in the first place, he shouldn't have forced you, let alone let you give birth to him."

But you have already taken revenge on him with hatred for him and your disregard for me, so why should you kill him?

Could it be that his deep love for you and such meticulous care have not moved you for a minute or a second? ”

Lin Lan's tears fell straight down.

His feet softened, his body took a step back, and his eyes looked at Zhan Qianyan with pain.

Justifying himself by choking up, "I didn't, humbly, I hated your father, but I didn't want to kill him.

I only learned later that the people who killed him were Shao Dongyi and your aunt. ”

"She's not my aunt."

Zhan Qianyan's voice suddenly became cold.

"You didn't even think I was your son, what kind of aunt is she?" There was a deep sarcasm in his eyes.

For more than 20 years, if she had fulfilled her responsibilities as a mother for a day, he would not have said that about her.

But she didn't.

Not only did she fail to fulfill her responsibilities as a mother, she did not give too much maternal love, but she also hurt the people he loved.

From his father to his ramblings, she did everything she could to hurt......

"Humility, I'm sorry ......"

Lin Lan didn't know what else she could say.

It's just a tear that she has long known, and she has long known that Qian Yan hates her.

However, after so many years of indifference and cruelty to him, she seems to have become accustomed to getting along with him like that.

Later, I occasionally felt remorse, and even if I wanted to make amends, I didn't know what to do.

Qian Yan is no longer the little boy who needs his mother's love, because of her indifference to him, he has always been precocious than children of the same age.

From the age of three, he no longer fantasizes about the impossible mother's love.

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I feel sorry for the war less, and I ask for support for the war less!

Good night fairy moe!