This night is destined to be a night of insomnia.

Zhong Yue only woke up after being in a daze on the sofa for two hours, and he was always awake. He remembered everything that happened tonight clearly, and he knew very well in his heart that Ji Siming's words were just the last grass that crushed his sanity, and his nerves had been stretched to the limit long before he walked into the Dawson Company building.

From the moment he stepped out of the study that morning, he hid the word Tong En in a place where it was easy to touch. For nearly half a year, he forced himself not to think about the name, however, in the middle of the night, Tong En's smile lingered for a long time.

At this moment, in the dead of night, even the wall clock on the wall is asleep.

In this space and time that only belongs to him, he lies on the sofa completely relaxed, letting the wings of longing stretch infinitely, and letting deep regret eat away at his heart.

Tong En left, and Zhong Yue suddenly realized that he didn't know her so well. He recalled the minutes and seconds they were together, recalled every smile and every word she said, and not once it was about herself. Every time we get together, it is the most relaxed moment for Zhong Yue's mood, Tong En is like a fantasy magician, let him involuntarily let go of all the restraints and be himself, all the pressure, all the fatigue melted into her tranquil and gentle smile, and he unconsciously relied more and more on the warm and relaxed feeling she brought him.

It wasn't until Tong En never appeared in front of him again that he realized that his psychological dependence on Tong En was strikingly similar to Lin Xi's dependence on him at the beginning. I can't remember how long it has been, he has become accustomed to everyone's dependence on him, because he was born to be responsible, but Tong En appeared, and he realized that he also needed to understand, and he also longed for a warm heart to contain his heart.

He remembered a few words that Ji Siming had asked him:

"Do you know Tong En?"

"Tong En is a very weak woman at heart, not as strong as she looks on the outside. Are you sure you can make her happy life? ”

He closed his eyes in agony, and self-reproach flooded over his heart like a tidal wave. His self-discipline and selfishness ended up hurting the people he cherished the most.

"When, when"

Two soft knocks on the door were clear in the silence of the night.

Zhong Yue opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling quietly, not moving, this night of his own, he didn't want to be disturbed.

However, the knock on the door rang stubbornly, "dang, dang" was two more sounds, Zhong Yue stood up and walked to the door, opened the door and took a look, thinking that it must be Sister Chen, but unexpectedly saw Uncle Qiang's gray hair.

"Uncle Qiang, why haven't you rested yet?" Zhong Yue realized that his attitude tonight might have stimulated the old housekeeper who watched him grow up.

"You've never drunk so much before, I don't feel comfortable coming over and taking a look." Uncle Qiang walked into the study as he spoke, and walked up to the photo of Zhong Yue's grandfather and bowed before sitting down on the sofa.

Zhong Yue silently walked back to the sofa and sat down opposite the old man.

"Sun Shao, it is said that I have already told the old man and the township, and I shouldn't talk too much in front of you. However, I have served in this family for more than 20 years, and you and my master are my relatives. Although I promised my lord that I wouldn't say anything until I died, I couldn't sleep when I saw you so sad today. The lord was very strict with you when he was alive, but he felt sorry for you in his heart, and I knew that if the lord was still alive, he would be distressed to see you in such pain. Sun Shao, I am also almost seventy years old, I am really afraid that if I suddenly leave one day, these things will be buried in the ground forever, I feel uneasy! ”

Zhong Yue looked at the old housekeeper who was a little excited in confusion, in his memory, Uncle Qiang was always calm and quiet, and no matter how busy he was, he was also orderly and unhurried, and only saw him cry once when his grandfather died.

"Uncle Qiang, in my heart, you will always be my relative. Whatever you want to say to me, just say it, don't worry. ”

Uncle Qiang looked at Zhong Yue with some emotion, and thought, "Young Master Sun is a responsible person, he should let him know everything." ”

"Sun Shao, just now, Aunt Chen showed me a photo of you taking with Miss Tong and Yuhao, can you show me that photo again?"

Zhong Yue felt even more strange in his heart, he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the old man's gourd. He hesitated, walked to the desk, opened the drawer, took out a photo, and handed it to Uncle Qiang.

Uncle Qiang took the photo, looked at Tong En's clear and beautiful eyes in the photo, and said silently in his heart: "Miss Xiaoqi, no one can resist the power of God." Master and I, we didn't misunderstand you, you are a trustworthy person, you and Young Master Sun are good people, you shouldn't be tortured like this, the spirit of the lord in heaven will forgive me. ”

When Sister Chen took the photo and asked him to see the woman who made Zhong Yue suffer so much, Uncle Qiang's shock was indescribable. Although it has been seven years, Zhang Xiaoqi's clear and bright eyes made Uncle Qiang recognize it at a glance, and he silently listened to Sister Chen talk about Tong En and this family, and sighed in his heart that it was difficult to disobey the will of God. He lay on the bed and thought about it for two hours, and finally decided to tell Zhong Yue everything, since God had arranged it like this, let Young Master Sun decide for himself.

He stood up, walked to the photo of Old Lady Zhong, and said, "Master, don't blame me, I decided to tell Young Master Sun everything." Young Master Sun has suffered so much, he should know why you let him suffer so much, and he will understand your hard work. Master, you have given Zhong's enterprise all your life, I understand your heart, but I feel that no matter how important Zhong's enterprise is, it is not as important as the happiness of children. If you don't forgive me, then wait until I'm with you, and then make amends to you. ”

Zhong Yue also stood up and stood behind Uncle Qiang, Uncle Qiang's words made him fall into a fog, he faintly felt that his grandfather had something to hide from him during his lifetime, but he couldn't guess what it would be. He stared wide-eyed as Uncle Qiang reached out and took down his grandfather's photo, and gently pressed it on the shelf of the bookcase, there was a secret compartment on one side of the shelf, Uncle Qiang reached out and took out a large envelope from the dark compartment, turned around and sat down in front of the sofa, and stretched out his hand to signal Zhong Yue to sit down as well.

Zhong Yue stared at the envelope in Uncle Qiang's hand with wide eyes, and suddenly felt that something was pressing him down, and he slowly sat on the sofa, waiting quietly.

Uncle Qiang took out an already old photo from the envelope and handed it to Zhong Yue.

Zhong Yue looked at the photo in his hand speechlessly, this is a black and white photo, the edge of the photo paper is already a little yellow, there are a total of six people in the photo, four adults and two children, there are two young women sitting in the front row, a two or three-year-old child is holding a two or three-year-old child in his hand on the right, a six or seven-year-old boy sitting next to him on the left, and two men about thirty years old are standing in the back row, the two couples are smiling from the bottom of their hearts and looking at the camera, looking very happy.

Zhong Yue's gaze gradually fell on the woman with the three-year-old child in her arms and the man behind her, the man's face and facial features made him feel extremely familiar and familiar. He suddenly felt his throat dry, and his mouth opened but he couldn't make a sound.

Uncle Qiang looked at Zhong Yue's shocked expression, and his eyes were moist. He finally made up his mind and said, "Don't ask me who the people in this picture are, I'll tell you the stories of the six people in this picture." ”

Zhong Yue looked up at Uncle Qiang, as if he already knew something in his heart, and nodded.

"The two men in this photo are classmates in middle school and best friends. The one on the left is the heir to a private business, and the one on the right was working as a marketing manager in a good friend's company at the time. Although one of them is a boss and the other is an employee, they have a very good personal relationship. Sitting in front of them were their wives and children. One spring, the two families met together to drive a minivan on a tour, but on the way back they had a car accident. At that time, it was the man on the right who was driving, his wife was sitting in the passenger seat next to him, the man on the left and his wife were sitting in the second row, and in the middle of them sat a friend's three-year-old son, who was sleeping in the back seat. The car accident happened in an instant, there was an oncoming cargo truck on the opposite side for some reason suddenly deviated from the direction, rushed sideways towards the van they were driving, there was no time to brake, the tragedy happened in an instant, six lives in the van, five died on the spot, only the youngest three-year-old boy, at the moment of the car accident found, was protected by a couple on both sides of the body, fortunately survived. ”

When the old man said this, he was already in tears. Zhong Yue's throat was so blocked that he couldn't make a sound at all, he opened his mouth wide, desperately trying to catch a breath, his face was suffocated red, and he struggled in vain.

The room was as dead silent, except for the strange, hoarse gasps coming from Zhong Yue's mouth.

"Now you know who the person in that picture is, right? The couple on the right are your biological parents, Yue Ling and An Yajuan. The couple on the left are your saviors Zhong Zhihao and Shen Xinran, and the six-year-old boy is Zhong Kun, the grandson of Mrs. Zhong. And that three-year-old toddler is you, and Yue Wen is your original name. ”