"Good excuse." Ji yanxuan said lightly.

Ji Shaoyu listened and frowned slightly.

Ji yanxuan continued, his tone did not have any ups and downs, not emotional in general, "no ability, can't bear the responsibility, to find a good step for themselves, as the chairman, I help you, and as a father, I am very disappointed."

disappointment?

Who is disappointed with whom?

Ji Shaoyu sneered, "when did you treat me as a son? Do you deserve to be my father? Why are you disappointed in me? "

"With my blood on you, with me raising you so big."

In a word, Ji Shaoyu has nothing to say.

Because no matter what his father's attitude towards him is good, he is bleeding from his father, and he was really raised by his father. Even when he was a child, he was always a servant.

He can't change, never.

No matter how good his father is to him, his father will always be his father.

"You have always hoped that I was the one who died." He looked at his father and said, "it's not only your hope. Since I became sensible, I know that my life is in exchange for another life. I also hope, I hope so, I hope your hope. Without me, you can have another one, or even two or three, with your beloved... You always hope so, I hope the same as you, but it's just hope, There's never going to be hope. "

Ji yanxuan listen, listen to the little son outside business for the first time, said so to him.

He always listened without expression, as if listening to other people's stories, which had nothing to do with himself.

So what Ji Shaoyu saw was his father's cold silence.

But just a few seconds after he finished, his father's heavy face suddenly appeared painful.

He could feel his father suffering, suffering pain he didn't know.

But how painful is it? My father, who has always been the most tolerant, can't bear to cover his chest with his hands

How is the pain of the heart, make father pain pale?

Is it mother's death?

That father's favorite woman

For a moment, he suffocated. It turned out that his father really hoped so.

Although he thought so long ago, he was not completely sure before speaking, before speaking in front of his father. At the moment, he could not be sure. He affirmed his existence, just his father's pain and regret.

Ji Hanqing didn't make a sound this time, because every time he helped to make a sound, although it prevented their language from deteriorating, it also made them end the conversation.

This time, he didn't want to. He hoped that his father and Shaoyu would be able to talk about their heart knot, so that they could resolve it. But he didn't want his father to suddenly feel painful, even covering his chest with his hands and pressing his chest tightly.

He came forward in a hurry, "Dad, how are you?"

Ji Shaoyu also wants to go forward, but his action stops because of his father's next words

"Tell him to go..."

He.

I don't have to think about it. I know I mean myself.

He didn't blame his father because he made him so miserable.

"Sorry." He said one more word, because his father didn't want to hear it.

And then he turned and left.

He got in the car, but he didn't drive right away.

He just sat in the car and waited.

No one came out of the room. Does that mean father is OK?

If something happens, I should be in a hurry to take my father to the hospital.

I don't know how long I've been waiting, but someone came out.

At that moment, his heart was still tight, but he was relieved to see that only brother came out.

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