"He is not my son."

Dong Shan spoke in a low voice, with a difficult to describe sadness in her tone.

Chi Yue gently held her hand, "Aunt Dong, it depends on whether you treat him as your son and whether you can untie his knot."

A knot in the heart?

Dong Shan was silent for a moment, "I know what he minds."

...

Three people ate, only two people spoke. Qiao Dongyang was silent. Occasionally, he looked up at this and that, and seemed to smell something wrong in the air. He frowned and got off the dining table early.

After dinner, Chi Yue squeezed her eyes at Dong Shan and went back to the room to take a shower.

Dong Shan packed up the dishes and walked around the kitchen, restlessly struggling for a long time, and when she walked out, she met Qiao Dongyang.

"Do you have something to say to me?" Qiao Dongyang stood high and stared at him.

There is also the shadow of the cute little kid when I first met.

But in a blink of an eye.

She was old, and the little child she had wanted to treat with her heart had grown up into a towering tree. She was an adult, tall and handsome. She was isolated from his world when she had no time to keep her.

All Dong Shan's calmness and elegance did not work in front of Qiao Dongyang.

"Dongzi..." Facing her excellent son, she was unable to act like a mother and was at a loss. "Actually, I wanted to explain to you a long time ago. But I made an attempt and failed. You refused to listen to me, even a word."

Qiao Dongyang browed, "I'll listen now."

Dong Shan stared at him in a daze.

“Sit there.”

Two people sat on the sand in the living room.

Dong Shan has been widowed all year round. She used to treat Qiao Dongyang with caution, but she did not get a respectful face. Now she was treated politely by him. Her heart felt warm. The inexplicable sense of worry and worry tightly grasped her heart and suddenly became nervous.

"Dongzi..."

She hesitated for a moment.

"Did you always think that I ruined your parents' relationship and inserted them into their marriage, causing them to divorce? Do you think that I instigated your father to send you abroad to study? Do you think that your mother's death was caused indirectly by me?"

After asking three questions in a row, Dong Shan felt like she was breathing heavily.

These words have been suppressed in my heart for a long time.

How many years? More than ten years?

Every time she was alone in her mind, she looked like she was asking him, but facing Qiao Dongyang... he wouldn't even give her a second.

He didn't scold her, or even showed hatred, but just ignored her and thought she was a transparent person.

This feeling is even more uncomfortable than beating and scolding her. Dong Shan's pain has been buried in her heart. Over time, she doesn't want to ask him anymore, but the buried place has rotted and covered it with a layer of ashes outside, and she refuses to show it to others easily. But the wound will still hurt.

After Dong Shan finished speaking, Baba looked at Qiao Dongyang.

Waiting for an answer that has been waiting for more than ten years.

"Then you, are you?" Qiao Dongyang's voice was a little tired, but he was not emotional.

At least there is no complaint, blame, or rejection that Dong Shan thought.

He was listening to her carefully.

Dong Shan's eyes became hot and she suddenly became excited, "I'm not. I'm not that kind of person."

After saying this sentence anxiously, she saw Qiao Dongyang's movements without any movement, and looked calm, and then stopped feeling, "Dongzi, your mother has passed away. I am very reluctant to say bad things about a deceased person. Because... no matter what I say, in any tone, I am bullying people, and it will make my behavior look despicable. I am a stepmother, how can I say bad things to my son..."

Qiao Dongyang looked at her, his eyes wide open.

He didn't speak, and Dong Shan was a little nervous.

After a while of silence, she said, "Why did your father react so violently about me, even suspecting that I was cheating on Jo Ryan... Actually, I can understand it if I think about it occasionally. He has been injured and has become sensitive and vulnerable."

Qiao Dongyang narrowed his eyes.

Dong Shan looked at him, "Your father is a proud man, you are very similar to him. Because of pride, he will definitely not tell you that he has been abandoned. Your mother fell in love with others, fell in love with others without hesitation, and left with them."

Speaking of this, Dong Shan lowered her eyes.

"I admit that I may never have received the love of your father. It was my wishful thinking from the beginning. At that time, I was young and ignorant of the world. I was attracted by his melancholy temperament. I couldn't see him in pain and thought that I was the Virgin and could save a wounded man. However, the facts proved that love is love, and not love is not love. It is different from love. In his heart, he always loved your mother."

Qiao Dongyang had a twitch in his throat.

His mother?

In fact, he could no longer remember her appearance.

The deepest memory is still the scene of the little child crying and his mother leaving resolutely...

Qiao Dongyang "What kind of person do you think she is?"

"A beautiful person. Dongzi, you inherited the appearance of your mother." Dong Shan smiled slightly, stroked her head, and there was a timidity in her eyes, "Your mother is so beautiful. She is passionate and brilliant. With a gentle smile, the flowers in the whole world seem to be blooming for her. She is like the sun in the sky, so beautiful that people don't look at her... Your father loves her, and many men love him."

It’s a pity that beauty has a poor life.

Dong Shan lowered her voice, "Your mother committed suicide, but not because of your father, but because of that man - she gave up everything for him, and ended up with his betrayal."

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