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The two of them were in a state of panic, and the two of them were in a state of panic.

"What are you talking about? I am the helmsman of the Lin Group. How could I be defeated by such a small setback? You see, I will definitely succeed next time!" Lin Tianhai roared.

Lin Tianhai still refused to admit defeat. After several failures, he finally chose to lie down helplessly and lived a shameless life with Lin Zihao.

Lin Tianhai was under great pressure in his heart. In order to relieve the pressure, he chose to drink.

Slowly, Lin Tianhai liked drinking. He liked the feeling of being drunk, as if all the troubles in the world had left him, and he was still the arrogant Jinling rich man and the helmsman of the Lin Group.

But all this was ultimately a dream.

Every time he got drunk, his mind would occasionally reflect on how he treated Lin Zixuan in those years, which gave him some hope in his empty heart.

"I don't know where Zixuan is now? How is he doing? He shouldn't be like us, right?" Lin Tianhai thought to himself.

He knew that Lin Zixuan was a strong child, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to find a good job under such high pressure from him.

Whenever he thought of these things, his heart would ache.

In this way, the father and son still lived a rich life, but neither of them was in the mood to work because they felt there was no hope for the future.

But the villa also required high costs to maintain, after all, it was necessary to pay a lot of property fees regularly, and these fees made it difficult for them to support themselves.

So, they could only choose to continue selling the villa to make a living, but it was not a long-term solution after all, only going out and not coming in.

As time passed, the remaining villas were sold one after another.

The two still lived a life of luxury and drunkenness.

However, no matter how much money they had, it was not enough for them to spend like this.

Because the two of them were eventually targeted by the bad guys, who carefully designed various scenarios to approach the two and designed them to become addicted to gambling.

The money in their hands was defrauded of very little, and the two could only live in the urban village that they looked down on before, because the houses there were very cheap.

Lin Zihao still needed a lot of money for treatment every month, and he also needed to take expensive medicines every month. After he ran out of money, Lin Zihao's resistance dropped rapidly, and he eventually died of various complications.

"It's better to die, and you don't have to suffer after death." Lin Tianhai sighed.

"If you can start over again after death, how good would it be?" Lin Tianhai sighed in his heart.

Lin Tianhai was hunched over, with a beard on his face, gray hair, wearing shabby clothes, smoking a low-quality cigarette worth less than ten yuan, and a completely poor look, with no trace of his former glory.

As for Lin Zihao's kidney disease in his previous life, he had done so many tests in the hospital, but now nothing was found. It seems that it is really related to Lin Tianjiang.

After Lin Tianhai spent all his money, he had to compromise with survival and find ways to make money.

He finally chose to beg on the street. After all, he is now in his sixties. It is impossible for him to work, so how can begging be easy?

In his spare time, Lin Tianhai always thinks of what he did to his biological son Lin Zixuan, and he regrets it in his heart.

"Lin Tianhai, do you regret treating your son like this? Do you regret implementing the so-called frustration education for your biological son?" One night, a soft voice sounded in Lin Tianhai's ears, which made him stunned for a long time.

After a long time, Lin Tianhai cried in his heart: "I'm sorry, Zixuan, my son, I regret it."

"Do you know, Lin Zixuan, I'm disappointed in you?"

"My heart tells me that I actually knew it a long time ago, but I didn't care before. But now I know the truth, I regret it. Can you let me see Zixuan? I want to say sorry to him, I will take good care of him and give him care for the rest of my life." Lin Tianhai was in pain.

"If you knew he was your biological son, would you still treat him like this?" That voice sounded in his ears again.

"No, I definitely won't. If I knew Zixuan was my biological son, I would definitely treat him well." Lin Tianhai replied quickly.

"I hope so." Only a sigh was heard and slowly disappeared.

In a trance, a memory gradually emerged in his mind. In the memory, he was still the helmsman of the Lin Group, with unlimited glory, and was still indifferent to Lin Zixuan, and even designed to put him in a mental hospital. Later, he dug out his kidney to save his youngest son.

He treated Lin Zixuan like an enemy, no, even more cruelly than an enemy.

He didn't know whether this was a dream or a memory from his previous life, but everything in this memory was so real that Lin Tianhai was addicted to it.

He saw all the things he did to Lin Zixuan, put himself in his shoes, and finally understood Lin Zixuan's grievances and sadness.

After this memory ended, another memory came in, and he became the eight-year-old Lin Zixuan in the memory.

At this time, he had just experienced the pain of losing his mother. In just a few years, he saw his biological father being affectionate with other people like a family, but being extremely indifferent to himself, which made him feel that he had been abandoned by the world.

Lin Tianhai was about to collapse. Only by experiencing it could he understand how difficult it was for his son at the time. He, an adult, couldn't bear that kind of pain, let alone a child.

When he thought of this, Lin Tianhai's heart felt like a needle piercing.

He admitted that he regretted it and wanted to make it up to him.

After Lin Tianhai understood his thoughts, he tried various methods, but he couldn't contact Lin Zixuan.

He finally recognized the reality that he would never see his son Lin Zixuan again, and he had no chance to make amends. Because he knew that Lin Zixuan no longer needed him and had completely given up on him.

When you hurt someone, you must be prepared for him to leave.

Until one cold winter night, a homeless man was seen lying on the corner of the street, holding a bottle of Erguotou in his hand, covered with a thin quilt, and exuding a pungent smell of alcohol.

This homeless man was the drunk Lin Tianhai. After all, he froze to death in the cold winter night and left the world quietly.

After his death, Lin Zixuan's busy figure in the laboratory also paused for a moment.

However, he continued to be busy in the blink of an eye, as if it was just a momentary illusion.