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Otherwise, why can't I find the kind of hatred I have towards him in my heart? Even when he is about to die, I can't find any happiness!

Maybe, I am still too young after all, and I can't do anything to stop my desires.

He comforted himself in his heart, but this kind of comfort was a little pale and a little ridiculous.

"Why, I can't feel a little happy in you? Even I can feel a hint of sadness in you?" Zhuang Xuanliang slowly turned around, looked at Zhuang Lin, who was close to him, and asked.

Zhuang Lin was silent, still as silent as before.

"Maybe, one day, my hatred for you has disappeared with the passage of time. It left so suddenly that I didn't feel its departure." After a long silence, Zhuang Lin's lips squirmed slightly, and a few words were squeezed out from it.

Zhuang Lin said this to Zhuang Xuanliang, but at the same time, it was also a saying to himself.

When he heard Zhuang Lin's answer, Zhuang Xuanliang's face showed a look of surprise. Perhaps, he had never thought that Zhuang Lin would give him such an answer in the end.

"I really want to go to a place, but I hesitated for many years and didn't dare to go." Zhuang Xuanliang took a deep breath, allowing his emotions to stabilize. His slightly turbid eyes looked at Zhuang Lin and spoke.

Zhuang Lin once again chose to remain silent because he knew where Zhuang Xuanliang said that he didn't dare to go.

Over the years, he had the opportunity to return to Yanjing more than once, but he did not dare to come back. Before the New Year, he finally had the courage to come back, but in the end he still couldn't have the courage to go to his mother's grave to take a look.

If I went to my mother's grave with this man, wouldn't it mean that I had forgiven him? What about my mother? Is it true that I have lie there for so many years that I have also found this man she loved deeply?

He could never forget the despair on his mother's face before she died was not the despair of life, but the despair of this man. The sorrow is no greater than the death of her heart.

"Actually, for so many years, every autumn, I would go to the cemetery, but in the end, I only dared to take a look from afar and not walk forward. I hope that in my lifetime, I could go to your mother's tomb to worship in person, and I would have forgotten my last wish." Zhuang Xuanliang raised his head, looked up at the top, and said in a lonely voice.

Looking at the sickly pale face and then at the turbid eyes, Zhuang Lin's heart seemed to be hit by something, and an unspeakable sorrow surged up.

No matter what wrong the man in front of him did, he has been punished now, and he is ultimately inseparable from blood. His life comes from him, and his blood flows in his body.

Dust returns to dust and soil. Perhaps all the grievances of the past should have disappeared with the passage of time.

My mother is the most understanding, and she will definitely not want to see herself living in hatred.

"Let's go, I'll take you there. Over the years, I have never been able to pluck up the courage to go to that place." After taking a deep breath, Zhuang Lin stood up, turned around and walked behind him, helped the man up, and said in a plain tone.

Zhuang Xuanliang looked at the familiar but unfamiliar face. After a long time, a smile finally appeared on his face. The smile was very natural and relaxed.
Chapter completed!