That selfish woman finally realized her mistake in the end.
If he is not his own flesh and blood, why should he talk so hard to wish him well
"When I was a child, I was burned by boiling water."
Jiangbeiyuan spoke softly.
"When the nanny at home was pouring water, she accidentally burned my arm. She beat the nanny without saying a word."
"That was the first time I saw her pulling people's hair and beating them. She didn't have the usual image of a lady."
"She said that as a perfect person as my son, there is absolutely no room for flaws."
"Soon she took me for scar repair. She said that I was perfect and her most satisfying son. She hoped that I would always be perfect."
"I went to your house to be a tutor and was bitten by your Tibetan Mastiff. I didn't tell her about this. Except for Kitazawa, no one in the family still knows why I am so afraid of dogs."
"Over the years, I have hated her strict requirements on me, but I also understand that without her pathologically strict requirements on me, I would not be where I am now."
"I-I haven't called her mom a few times since I was a kid."
Jiangbeiyuan said and fell completely silent.
The dark eyes had some remaining light.
People always have a lot of regrets.
There is no time to make up for it, because time waits for no one.
"Husband, you still have me."
Yan Nian hugged him and rubbed his shoulder with her little chin.
"Do you still remember, a long time ago, I was beaten by my mother. At that time, I didn't know that she was not my biological mother. I was really sad. I didn't understand why she turned into a different look after my father passed away. When I didn’t give her money, she would yell at me, scold me and hit me.”
"That day you followed me and said to me, 'Yan Nian, you still have me.'"
"I should have been attracted to you since then."
"I feel that these words carry too much weight. What virtue and ability can I have to keep you by my side?"
Memories include pain and beauty.
That day the summer wind was soft and clustered on the branches.
As soon as the man spoke, he spoke with firmness, gentleness and imperceptible affection. His eyes were bent, and large petals fell down. In front of him, the ten-mile flowers all withered.
She couldn't forget it, nor was she willing to forget it.
Fortunately, he was always around.
"Jiangbeiyuan."
The more she thought about it, the more moved she became. She held his face and brought her forehead against his.
The wind blowing at this moment and the intertwined chirping of cicadas were not as gentle as her in the night.
"Remember, no matter what happens, you still have me."
…
The next day is Jiang Lei's death anniversary.
At the same time, it was also the day to put Pei Jinling to rest.
Jiang Beiyuan finally told Jiang Guoteng about the incident.
Sooner or later you have to say it.
This old man who had been married twice and had three sons, who had gone through many vicissitudes of life, stood in front of Jiangbeiyuan's house, holding his wife's urn and bursting into tears.
"I'm sorry for her... I didn't even know she had AIDS..."
Jiang Guoteng's voice was painful and he blamed himself.
He hated it so much why she couldn't clean up her act before she was alive, but he also hated it so much that he discovered it too late. Many things should be cut off quickly when signs appear, otherwise the longer you delay, the more you will miss and lose them.
"Condolences."
Jiang Beiyuan patted Jiang Guoteng's shoulder, and then looked at the two bodyguards.
"You take me to the cemetery first, I'll go there later."
"Where are you going?" Jiang Guoteng's eyes were filled with tears.
"Go and ask something. I'll be there soon."
(End of chapter)