Fang Qiuyan felt dizzy. There are too many things happening today, too many things that are too unexpected, too bizarre. Since Yang Xiaoxue came to the door in the morning, her nerves have been on the verge of collapse. She couldn't imagine that the fierce Yang Xiaoxue was Yang Xiaoxia who was swept out of the house by her fourteen years ago; She didn't expect that Yang Xiaoxue still kept the letter and d she wrote to Yang Yuru fourteen years ago

aIdentification; She didn't expect Yang Xiaoxue to ask her to go to Yang Yuru's tombstone to confess her sins and repent; She didn't think that the son she saw here was not a son, but Liang Tianyu; She couldn't imagine that a handsome young man with a rusty face would call her mother! If you listen alone, this young man is indeed the original voice of his son; But his appearance is too different, and he can't say anything to be linked to his son. She stood there like a log, not knowing how to deal with this unbelievable scene.

"Mom, my dear mother, my son has grown up, but my son has grown up in a special alternative and unbearable environment. Except for the happy time at Walrow Middle School in Country M, the other six years or so my son survived by counting the stars in his own home, counting the stars for months, and day after year. Mom, you wouldn't have thought that your son and you are so close at hand, but they are as far away as the ends of the world. ”

Fang Qiuyan heard the young man call her mother all the time, but she couldn't believe that this young man would be her son anyway. It's so bizarre and unconscionable.

"Child, what did you say, the more I listened, the more confused I became."

Li Yingjie stepped forward, and like Liang Tianyu just now, he helped Fang Qiuyan to sit on the steps; Like Liang Tianyu, he sat on the steps diagonally opposite Fang Qiuyan.

"Mom, the years are not forgiving, you are a little old. If Aunt Yang in the tombstone is still alive, she must be younger than you, because Aunt Yang does not have as many twists and turns as you, and she is not as hard and hard as you live. ”

Fang Qiuyan was even more confused. Not only does this young man not look like his son, but his tone and tone of speech are also very different from his son's. Her son never used "you" to her, and he never passed through it like this. The young man was respectful to her on the surface, but in fact he was full of sarcasm and sarcasm, and every word pierced her heart like a knife.

"Child, do you know Yang Yuru? You say that Yang Yuru doesn't have as many twists and turns as me? Who are you Yang Yuru? ”

"I've never met Aunt Yang, but I guess she must be beautiful because she raised a beautiful daughter. I also know that Aunt Yang is a college classmate of you and Dad. Dad loves Aunt Yang very much, but he finally married you, and you know better than anyone why. For the stories that have happened to you, for the grievances between you, the younger generations are unwilling and disdainful to make any judgments; But the thing you did fourteen years ago was too outrageous, too sinister, and too vicious, and caused uncontrollable consequences, so you should have apologized to Aunt Yang a long time ago. ”

Fang Qiuyan listened to it and hit the spirit, this young man is incredible! Even if he was really his own son, it was impossible for him to know so many secrets.

"Son, where did you hear all these words? Also, I don't know you, and I've never met you, but why do you say it's my son? Is there a mother who does not know her son? ”

"Mom, it's not surprising that you don't know me, my appearance has changed, and my name has changed. I'm not called Li Yingjie now, nor Liang Tianyu, I'm called Sun Yunfeng, I'm the manager of the Zui Qingfeng Nightclub in H City, and I work for my half-sister Yang Xiaoxue. ”

Fang Qiuyan was speechless in surprise! She couldn't believe that what the young man said was true, but she couldn't believe that what the young man said was not true. The young man just said that he only spent a good time in Volro Middle School, and the rest of the time seemed to be spent in the villa, could it be that it was not Liang Tianyu who was locked up in the villa but this young man? Could it be that this young man is a son who has changed his appearance and changed his name? Could it be that she and Li Xiangnan locked their son in their villa? Suddenly, she saw a bolt of lightning, heard a thunderclap, and an old thing that had been forgotten in her mind came flooding back again. She remembered six years ago and Liu Dazhuang's cousin Liu Yiqiong. Liu Yiqiong is the attending doctor of H City Psychiatric Hospital and has a bodhisattva heart. That day, Liu Yiqiong suddenly visited and said that Liang Tianyu, who was locked up in the villa, was actually not Liang Tianyu, but her son Li Yingjie. At that time, she was very surprised, and hurriedly transferred Wang Xuefeng to ask what happened. Wang Xuefeng played a recording of the phone call, proving that the person locked up in the villa was definitely not Li Yingjie. The telephone recording shows the confrontation between Li Yingjie and Liang Tianyu, which debunks Liang Tianyu's lies and sophistry. Despite this, she called her son again on the spot, and did not put her mind at ease until her doubts were completely dispelled. Could it be that Liu Yiqiong's insistence has been right from beginning to end? Could it be that she, Wang Xuefeng and Li Xiangnan's handling was wrong from beginning to end? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Child, you have to tell me honestly, since you are my son, why did you change your appearance? Why is it not called Li Yingjie but Sun Yunfeng? ”

"Because I had to have cosmetic surgery because I wanted to live; Because I had to change my name because I wanted to live. ”

"To survive? Who wants to kill you? ”

"Wang Xuefeng and Liu Dazhuang."

"Kid! You said that Wang Xuefeng and Liu Dazhuang want to kill you? You changed your name just to avoid their killing? ”

"Mom, I know it's hard for you to accept it for a while, and it's hard for anyone else to accept it, but these are facts. If it weren't for Yang Xiaoxue who saw through Wang Xuefeng and Liu Dazhuang's wolf ambitions, if it wasn't for Yang Xiaoxue who rescued me, your son would have become Wang Xuefeng's gun. ”

Fang Qiuyan's body trembled, and she really wanted to rush up desperately and take the poor child into her arms. But she held back. She felt that she couldn't just take a decision by listening to one side of the story. There are too many suspicious points in this matter, and the scope of involvement is too wide, not only involving Wang Xuefeng and Liu Dazhuang, but also involving Yang Xiaoxue and some of his subordinates, which is more complicated and difficult to see through.

"Kid, I've been through so many accidents today that my mind can't turn for a long time. You tell me in detail, the more detailed the better, even if I die, I will die to understand. ”

"Mom, don't worry, I'll just tell you. Let's start when I was a student at Volro Middle School. Seven years ago, I had a catastrophe and crossed the ocean alone to country M. Fortunately, with Zheng Qingyu's great help, including the admission procedures, all the miscellaneous things were done in advance. And the school director, Rogers, was very enthusiastic about me and created a lot of facilities for me. I know that Rogers thinks of me as the real Liang Tianyu. When they were in the villa, Rogers and Liang Tianyu met, and Liang Tianyu's brilliant brain left a very deep impression on the old man Rogers. And I have long been accustomed to using Liang Tianyu's title, without the slightest embarrassment, and even think that Liang Tianyu and I are the same person. So in the first days, I was in a state of euphoria, but as time went on, the novelty faded and loneliness and loneliness followed. I began to feel homesick, thinking about city A and city H, the mountains and rivers of my hometown, and thinking about many relatives and friends. What I miss most is my mother, but also my grandmother and grandpa. Although I also miss my father, my father is too strict and does not let me talk to my family on the phone, and does not allow my family to come to country M to see me. Mom, I was only seventeen years old at the time, and once I had the idea of homesickness, it flowed like a big river. But I didn't dare to disobey my father's instructions, so I could only endure it day by day. I don't know when this kind of uprooting day will end. How I wish you could come to country M to see me, how I hope you can fall from the sky like a goddess, even if it is a moment and a half, every minute and every second! ”