Deng Jingwen stretched out his hand, gently took the boy into his arms, and said in an extremely suppressed voice, "I'm sorry, it was my father who made a mistake..."
Xie He was held in Deng Jingwen's arms, his whole body was as stiff as a piece of wood, and he seemed to be completely stunned, so that he couldn't make any reaction.
Deng Jingwen felt the stiffness of the boy in his arms, and his heart was full of pity. He really wanted to hug the boy hard and kiss him to comfort him, but that was not the behavior a father should have, so he just maintained the original movements and used more A low voice said, "I'm sorry I didn't find out so late... I wanted to protect you."
After a while, Xie Hecai finally came back to his senses. His body shook slightly, and then he pushed Deng Jingwen away forcefully, his eyes were red, and he said hoarsely: "Enough! Enough! You have to play with me to be happy Is it not enough that I am so obedient?!"
Sadness flashed across Deng Jingwen's eyes, and he said, "I didn't play tricks on you, I am your father, and I will never hurt you again in the future."
Xie He stared at him, "No! You are not!"
My dad wouldn't do that to me, my dad wouldn't be that heartless... my dad wouldn't do that to me!
Deng Jingwen closed his eyes, covered the pain in his eyes, and said: "I know you are still blaming me. After all, I have done such an excessive thing. It is normal for you to be angry, but Dad really knows that he is wrong. Not anymore."
Xie He didn't have any blood on his face, his eyes were empty, and he muttered to himself: "Aren't you..."
Deng Jingwen looked at him with a soft voice: "You are tired today too, go to bed earlier, I have had someone clean up your room for you." After he finished speaking, he paused, turned and left.
He knew that as long as he was still there, the boy would not be able to stay at ease, and he wanted to give him time alone.
Xie He stayed alone in the empty living room.
After a long time, until his legs were numb, he moved a little, his hands and feet were stiff, and he walked up to the second floor step by step.
His former bedroom was on the second floor... It had been emptied and occupied by others, and he had been ruthlessly evicted from it...
At this moment, he was standing at the familiar door, and the moment he stretched out his hand to push the door, he suddenly showed a timid expression, and after a while... He gently stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.
The scene inside the door was exactly the same as in his memory, all the furnishings were restored to their original state, even the small objects randomly placed on the desk remained unchanged, as if... this place had never changed, and everything was just a nightmare of his.
Xie He finally lost his strength and slid a little bit to sit on the ground. He buried his head in his arms, shrugged his shoulders slightly, and seemed to be crying silently.
[Xie He: Do you have a monitor?]
[444: Yes...]
[Xie He: Dad is really hard to change:)]
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Deng Jingwen has always been a man of his word, and since that day, he has seriously played the role of a competent father who cares for his son.
Not only will he never do any excessive actions, even the occasional daily contact is very restrained, lest Xie He think too much, although he will also greet the boy, but he will never reveal the part that will cause misunderstanding.
But Xie He was indifferent to all this, and he never called him dad again.
Deng Jingwen was frustrated and sad. He watched the boy cry in the room every night, but he still had to pretend not to know. He smiled at the boy while resisting the tightness in his chest.
After a while, one day Deng Jingwen suddenly said to Xie He: "Xiao Zhuo, I have a gift for you."
Xie He didn't make a sound.
Deng Jingwen took him by the hand and took him to the front yard. There was a very cool sports car parked in the yard. Deng Jingwen said, "I have someone customize this for you. Do you like it?"
Xie He's expression didn't change at all, as if he was not looking at his favorite sports car, but a piece of scrap metal, he said, "Thank you, sir."
Deng Jingwen was used to the boy's reaction, and he still smiled dotingly: "It doesn't matter if you feel dissatisfied, I will invite the designer to my house next time, what do you like, let others make it for you, OK?"
Xie He twitched the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help showing a sarcasm. This man will never change.
Deng Jingwen didn't seem to see it at all, he took Xie He back to the house, let him sit on the sofa, and then went into the kitchen to bring something out and put it on the table.
Xie He looked at it. It was a cake. It didn't look very good. It can be seen that the person who made it was a novice. There were a few words written on it with cream: Happy birthday.
Xie He's expression finally changed.
Deng Jingwen smiled at him: "Xiao Zhuo, today is your birthday, so I made you a cake, but the first time I did it seemed a bit of a failure."
Xie He looked at him fixedly, as if he had never known this person before.
Deng Jingwen inserted the candles one by one, a total of nineteen, and then he waved to Xie He, "Come and make a wish."
Xie He didn't move, his eyes fixed on the cake... as if it was something terrible... it would make him fall into another abyss, trying to shake his closed heart.
"Xiao Zhuo?" Deng Jingwen called out again, looking at him suspiciously.
Yongwei kept his eyes open too hard, Xie He felt his eyes were a little sore, the scene in front of him was a scene he had dreamed of countless times, and now it finally came true, but when he no longer needed it... He was no longer Need these! He rushed over suddenly and threw the cake to the ground! The words happy birthday crumbled into a puddle of mud at his feet! However, this is still not satisfactory, and it is enough to step on it a few times!
He stared at Deng Jingwen with fierce and desperate eyes: "Enough! You are not my father!"
Deng Jingwen's face turned pale. He wanted to say something, but his throat felt sore and he couldn't speak, so he could only stretch out his hand, trying to comfort the boy.
But the boy avoided it, and said word by word: "My father is dead."
His dad was dead when he kicked him out the first time, when he had him under him, when he kicked him out of the room... dead, dead, died!
Deng Jingwen's eyes were painful, he forced himself to smile, and said, "Xiaozhuo, you are talking nonsense again..."
Xie He finally collapsed, he uttered a sharp cry, put his hands on his head, "Why are you pretending to be my father, why are you pretending to be my father! You are not!" He turned around and rushed out, everything like this He can't take it anymore!
He doesn't have such a father!
Everything that is so beautiful that it is unreal is not real!
He didn't want to lie to himself anymore, he had had enough!
Deng Jingwen looked at the back of the boy running away, feeling as if his heart was bleeding.
Why didn't he know that it was too late to make up for it, but... other than trying to play the role of a good father, he didn't know what else he could do, and he didn't know what else he could do to stay by the boy's side...
Deng Jingwen stood on the spot for a while, got up and chased after him, he didn't dare to chase too closely, but fell far behind after a certain distance.
The boy finally stood still on a bridge, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance.
Probably because of venting, he seemed much calmer. He was no longer hysterical or angry. He just stood there quietly. The wind blew his clothes, as if he was about to float away.
After a long time, he turned around, opened his lips slightly, and said lightly, "You're here."
Deng Jingwen nodded, hesitated for a moment, walked over cautiously, and said in a low voice, "Go home with Dad, okay?"
Xie He didn't nod, nor shook his head. He tilted his head, and there seemed to be some extremely complicated emotions brewing in his dark eyes, as if he was eager and afraid, and suddenly asked: "Are you really my father?"
Deng Jingwen didn't hesitate, he said, "Yes."
Xie He blinked, and there was some crystal light in the corner of his eyes, and he asked again: "Then why did you treat me like that?"
Deng Jingwen couldn't restrain the sadness in his voice, he said, "Because I love you."
"Do you love me?" Xie He repeated in a puzzled tone.
"Yes." Deng Jingwen held his face lightly, and said slowly: "I love you more than anything."
Xie He smiled, "Then why are you going back to my father now, don't you love me?"
Deng Jingwen shook his head, "No, because I love you more."
Xie He looked at him, tears flowed down, he smiled and said: "So...you love me..."
Deng Jingwen stretched out his hand, gently wiped away the boy's tears, and said softly, "I'm sorry..."
Xie He didn't lose control of his anger this time, and he didn't shout madly. He just kept quiet and let Deng Jingwen's fingertips gently brush the corners of his eyes. There was a deep nostalgia and reluctance in his eyes. He said: "Dad... In fact, I have always loved you very much."
Deng Jingwen looked at the boy, he finally heard the sound of 'Daddy' again, he waited for so long, so long... Hearing 'Daddy' for so long now is also a luxury.
But he finally heard it, heard the boy say: Dad, I love you.
At this moment, what kind of love this kind of love is is not important to him anymore, what is important is that the person he loves also loves him.
[Ding, target Deng Jingwen favorability degree 1, current favorability degree 100]
The rumbling sound of the train passing by in the distance seems to depress the whole world, suppressing all the grief, love, sadness, and reluctance at this moment.
Xie He suddenly stood on tiptoe and reached out to hug Deng Jingwen's neck. His soft lips brushed against Deng Jingwen's ear, and said in a clear and clear voice: "Father, I hate you."
I hate you as much as I love you.
After he finished speaking, in Deng Jingwen's painful and shocked eyes, he showed a beautiful and bright smile, just like a long time ago.
Then he violently pushed Deng Jingwen away, leaned back, and fell directly from the bridge.
Deng Jingwen wanted to stretch out his hand to pull, but only lightly brushed against the boy's fingertips, and his clenched hand was empty. He watched helplessly as the boy kept falling in front of him, getting farther and farther away. The beautiful child fell on the railway track, his hands and feet fell into twisted arcs, and the blood under his body was smeared, like a seductive flower. bloom.
Deng Jingwen was about to burst into tears! "Do not!"
His boy, his child... he's going to bring him back, bring him back!
[Ding, Deng Jingwen, the target character in this world, has completed the strategy and gained 10,000 experience points. Ning Qi, an important character in the world, has completed the strategy and gained 8,000 experience points. The world has gained a total of 18,000 experience points.]
[Ding, leaving this world, teleportation is in progress...]
Liu Yan, who had been driving quietly behind, rushed over in time, hugged Deng Jingwen's waist tightly and dragged him back. He and the driver worked together to finally stop Deng Jingwen!
At the same time, a speeding train ran over the rails...
The last image left in Deng Jingwen's eyes was a splash of blood and flesh, staining his sight and his world red.
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When Deng Jingwen woke up, he found himself in the hospital.
For a moment, his mind went blank, as if he had no idea what happened or why he was here.
Soon a doctor came over, "Mr. Deng, how do you feel?"
Deng Jingwen didn't speak, he got up and got out of bed and walked out, but when he arrived in the corridor, he was stopped by Liu Yan who was guarding outside. Liu Yan looked at him complicatedly and nervously, "You, where are you going?"
Deng Jingwen said: "I'm going to pick up Xiao Zhuo. He ran out yesterday without eating any cake. This kid doesn't know how to take care of himself at all. I'm worried."
Liu Yan felt his throat suddenly choked, but he still said: "Mr. Deng, you fainted yesterday, it's better not to rush out of the hospital."
Deng Jingwen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he shouted: "Get out of the way!"
Liu Yan had never disobeyed Deng Jingwen's orders before, this was the first time he did not obey Deng Jingwen's orders, he said: "Don't worry, I have brought Master Zhuo back."
Deng Jingwen reached out and grabbed Liu Yan's collar, his eyes were red: "You lied to me!"
Liu Yan said, "What did I lie to you?"
Deng Jingwen's hands trembled slightly, yes... What did he lie to him... He didn't lie to him, the person who lied to him was himself.
He lied to himself that his boy was alive.
He tried to forget that memory.
But no, he can't forget, he remembered everything, he remembered how the boy ran out in despair yesterday, he remembered the boy telling him, I have always loved you...he also remembered the last sentence the boy said to him words, and that last smile.
He said, Dad, I hate you.
I hate you as much as I love you.
Deng Jingwen suddenly felt a splitting headache, and the tragic scenes played back in front of his eyes one after another, the distorted limbs, the splashing blood, the falling head...
Xiao Zhuo...
I know how much you hate me.
I finally know how much you hate me...
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No one could really stop Deng Jingwen, he still returned home, and the atmosphere in the house was silent.
Deng Jingwen seemed to have regained his composure, and he behaved normally.
He went to Deng Zhuo's room, the room was empty, everything was still the same, it seemed that the owner here might come back at any time... It seemed that the terrible scene was just his hallucination... Deng Jingwen suddenly felt that his face was a little wet, and he stretched out his hand to touch it. Once, wet.
The boy's desk was in a mess, it could be seen that it had never been tidied up, Deng Jingwen helped him tidy it up carefully, and then he sat in this room for a long time before finally getting up to go out.
When passing the corridor, he found that the door was closed tightly. Deng Jingwen suddenly showed anger on his face, walked over to open the door again, and said sharply: "Who told you to close the door!"
The servant lying on the gun trembled, but he didn't dare to say a word to the furious Deng Jingwen.
Deng Jingwen looked at him fiercely: "Don't close the door from now on!"
After closing the door, how can his boy come back... How can he come back...
Since that day, the door of the Deng family has never been closed.
Deng Jingwen would open the door every night and sit on the empty bed, waiting for his boy to come back. He was afraid that if he closed the door and left here, the boy would not find his way home.
After several months like this, when Liu Yan came to see Deng Jingwen again, he found that this once strong and indifferent man had gray hair.
Deng Jingwen sat on the sofa and turned his eyes to look at him blankly.
Liu Yan lowered his voice: "Mr. Deng, you haven't been to the company for a long time."
Deng Jingwen said lightly: "You are responsible for the company's affairs."
Liu Yan also tried to persuade: "But..."
Deng Jingwen suddenly asked him: "Xiao Zhuo hates me so much, he must not want to come back... You said he didn't want to come back to me, where would he go?"
Liu Yan's eyes turned red all of a sudden, he lowered his head and wiped them quietly.
Deng Jingwen said: "He is so stupid and doesn't know how to take care of himself. Without me, no matter where he goes, he will be bullied. I am really worried."
Liu Yan's voice choked up: "Don't think about it."
Deng Jingwen shook his head: "How can I be so ruthless? He has only been away for a few months, and I don't miss him anymore. If he finds out, he will definitely be angry with me again. I dare not make him angry again."
Liu Yan couldn't help crying.
After Deng Jingwen finished speaking, he looked at Liu Yan and said, "Go, don't come to see me again."
Liu Yan had no choice but to leave. He was going to wait a few days before coming to persuade Mr. Deng. People cannot be resurrected after death, so they must come out.
However, before that time, Deng Jingwen left.
No one knows where he went.
It was as if he had disappeared into this world out of thin air.
Deng Jingwen's disappearance caused an uproar. Liu Yan and several other subordinates who were loyal to Deng Jingwen worked together to stabilize the overall situation. They finally saved some of their assets and brought Bai Xiaorui back.
Two years later, Bai Xiaorui took over Deng's family with the help of Liu Yan and others. Once he went to visit Deng Zhuo's grave, he seemed to see a man standing in front of Deng Zhuo's tombstone from a distance. The man's lifeless figure stood there alone. , looking at the side face, it seems to be very similar to Deng Jingwen, but when he chased after him, the man had disappeared.
Since then, no one has seen Deng Jingwen again.