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Sometimes people are obsessed with one answer. When Duan Jiakang heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Jiuer's answer, he felt a little more guilty.

He didn't know how in such an environment, Chiu'er was raised to be an innocent and gentle person who would not fight or grab.

In order to live, the people here have their edges and corners smoothed out, while others have become sharp-edged.

This is a good start. Duan Jiakang wants to seize this opportunity. He has a clear purpose for coming here. While he respects Jiu'er, he also wants to fight for it.

"Thank you." Duan Jiakang leaned forward and approached Jiu'er. This sentence of thank you contained too much content. Thank you for forgiving yourself, and thank you for being able to grow up cheerfully.

He knew that Jiu'er had a lot of confusion, between the two of them, there would be no concealment about this matter, and Duan Jiakang could explain to him one by one what Jiu'er didn't understand.

He patted Jiu'er's head more and more, and Jiu'er shrank his neck like a kitten, making sure that Jiu'er would not struggle, Duan Jiakang continued: "Although I don't know your mother, your mother He is a poor man. Some things are indeed because of my family's self-righteousness back then, and I am responsible for it."

Jiu'er listened carefully, but a sense of fear permeated from his bones. He obviously had a father, but his parents were not familiar with him. He was clearly a living life, but his father only knew of his existence.

It didn't matter what he said just now, he forgave Duan Jiakang intellectually, but emotionally he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

Anyone is a child in front of their parents, he also wants to care about every detail, and he also wants to get into a dead end.

Jiu'er is not a mean person, but he wants to make things difficult for Duan Jiakang.

"You don't know my existence." Jiu'er tilted his head and avoided Duan Jiakang's hand, as if Duan Jiakang didn't expect him to come, it was someone else's unnecessary action, and in the end he was still a superfluous person, " In fact, you didn't intend to have me, did you?"

Duan Jiakang's heart ached when he put it in his stomach. Only those little awkwardnesses of Jiu'er made him seem to care, and that's how he should be.

"I didn't have this plan at the beginning... Then after I knew about your existence, I started to plan. I just didn't know if you would appreciate it."

Duan Jiakang is very good at handing over the right to choose to others, but under his pitiful appearance, because he is better at subduing softness.

The back and forth questions and answers are the scariest. Jiuer didn't care too much about it. Duan Jiakang was too aggressive. He didn't appreciate anything, and immediately put himself in a very low position.

If I say I don't appreciate it, it seems unreasonable, but if I appreciate it, there is nothing awkward.

Jiu'er was at a loss for words, he was not very good at speaking, let alone in front of Duan Jiakang.

Duan Jiakang moved his legs with some difficulty. Not only did he move, he also had to tell Jiu'er, "It's not convenient for me to talk to you if you sit so far away."

Jiu'er thought that his leg was still injured, and was about to get closer, but Duan Jiakang was waiting for him here, "Don't move, my leg is an old injury, and it won't hurt if I move it."

Duan Jiakang changed the subject when he mentioned Jiu'er was discouraged, "I asked you before, if you could leave here, would you be willing to go? You said you didn't know at the time, now I'll ask you again, do you know?"

"I don't want to go..." Jiu'er secretly fiddled with the thread on the trouser leg.

In fact, Duan Jiakang had guessed Jiu'er's answer a long time ago, but he still wanted to hear Jiu'er himself say that there is a power that Jiu'er cannot do without, not only Ren Kuan, but also Wang Rui, and Jiu'er's memories.

He also knew that Jiu'er was afraid of the new environment.

"Actually, you don't have to go. You can stay wherever you want. Anyway, it's very convenient for us to meet now."

Jiu'er didn't seem very happy when Duan Jiakang said this. He is dispensable here with Duan Jiakang. It is his responsibility to take him away, and he is not forced to take him away.

It's like... It's like Duan Jiakang's invitation for peace of mind. He can refuse or accept it.

Seeing that Jiu'er didn't speak, Duan Jiakang hit the iron while it was hot: "I don't force you to be there, but you go with me to heal your eyes first, okay?"

Jiu'er, who was immersed in sadness, froze for a moment. Jiu'er had no idea about money. He always thought that money could not get his eyes back, and he never thought about whether the money was enough or not.

So curing his eyes has always been an extravagant hope. He dared not even think about it. If he thinks about it, he will have thoughts and expectations.

"It just so happened that I went back to have a look at my legs." Duan Jiakang's surgical scars on his legs were a bit hideous, but he couldn't see them, but he could tell them to him.

When the question came back to leave here again, Jiu'er was at a loss, "Where are you going?"

"Go see a doctor, go see your home." Duan Jiakang knew that Jiu'er was soft-hearted and continued, "You can stay wherever you want, after all, you are an adult now and have the right to make decisions. Anyway, the door of your home is always right. You open up."

Duan Jiakang had no choice but to mention Ren Kuan as the greatest strength to keep Jiu'er, "I know you don't want to leave Ren Kuan, but your current relationship with him is unfair. You can't see it, and it is often dependent."

Duan Jiakang poked at Jiu'er's pain, "Gratitude and dependence, as well as sympathy and pity, cannot be equated with liking, especially now that Ren Kuan himself doesn't know clearly, have you ever thought about being separated from him for a while, with a healthy image? Stand before him."

"Why did I say that your relationship is unfair." Duan Jiakang showed great patience, "Jiu'er, have you thought about it seriously, are you and Ren Kuan talking about relationships in the same position? Do you feel inferior in front of him? ?”

Low self-esteem is almost the nature of most blind people, let alone in front of Ren Kuan, even ordinary people will cause Jiu'er's low self-esteem, let alone in front of people he likes.

Because he would feel inferior, he was more active in front of Ren Kuan, and wanted to use this kind of enthusiasm to make up for his own shortcomings.

Literally every word was in his heart, Jiu'er's heart was in a mess, everything was out of his control.

"That's right, I have to go back and look at my legs." Duan Jiakang watched Jiu'er's expression.

"If I don't go with you, will you go home?" Why do some people come and go whenever they want? Everyone says they respect him, but it seems to mean that.

Seeing Jiu'er's eyeballs move, Duan Jiakang knew that Jiu'er was beginning to waver, and said again: "I don't have to go. If you want me to stay, I will stay. If you want me to go, I will leave."

Jiu'er didn't answer, and Duan Jiakang didn't urge him, "I also want to be with you, but I have to go back first, we are both sick now."

Duan Jiakang told him over and over again that they were only leaving temporarily and would come back.

"But I'm afraid." What if Ren Kuan forgets about him as soon as he leaves, "Will Ren Kuan remember me...and get married."

"You are not with him now. If you only leave for a short time, he will be with someone else, which means that your feelings for you are not reliable. With such a person, do you dare to be with him for the rest of your life?"

Dare to dare, think about it, really like what Duan Jiakang said, he has no right to think about it, and now he feels inferior in front of Ren Kuan.

Jiu'er sighed, Duan Jiakang was right, and he couldn't refute it.

He didn't know what was going on in his head, and he said without thinking, "Then you and my mother don't know each other, why..." His concept of surrogacy is still vague, "Why don't you have a baby with the one you like? ?”

Duan Jiakang was caught off guard when the topic suddenly turned to himself, "Tsk."

There is no secret between him and Chiu'er, and it shouldn't be a secret between him and Chiu'er, "He..."

The two cups of tea in Fang Jirong's hands were almost cold. He couldn't listen to the conversation between the two fathers and sons anymore, so he knocked on the door, "I can't give birth."