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"I have a confidentiality agreement with the Wu family. I can only treat this file as if you saw it by yourself accidentally. For the rest, before Mo Nanxi finished speaking, his neck was tightened all of a sudden. Wu Yicheng has already taken two or three steps. Rushing in front of him, kicking over the chair, using the most sinister words to describe the expression on his face at this moment is not an exaggeration:

"what happened?!"

"Oh, don't get excited." Mo Nanxi waved his hand to let the nurses who were attracted by the voice leave, and carefully opened Wu Yicheng's fingers one by one.

Wu Yicheng also calmed down, let go of his hands and apologized: "I'm sorry."

Mo Nanxi smiled, expressing his understanding, lifted the chair, closed the door, and signaled Wu Yicheng to sit down.Opening the file, the first page was the wound on An Yi's chest. Wu Yicheng felt distressed when he saw it. He pursed his lips and turned over page by page.

The self-mutilation wound on the wrist, the knife marks on the back of the chest, and turning to the last page, none of them were on An Yi's face. Wu Yicheng could tell from his imagination that An Yi at that time was affected by What a pain.

Wu Yicheng's fists were clenched tighter and tighter, accompanied by slight tremors. At this moment, anger could no longer be described. Wu Yicheng had long since lost his calm and composed look in front of other people, his eyes seemed to be on fire. Now he just Wanting to find out the person who did this to An Yi made him often feel painful and desperate!

"Who did it??" Wu Yicheng took a deep breath, raised his head and asked Mo Nanxi: "Who did it!"

Mo Nanxi shook his head helplessly and sighed: "It's An Yi."

Seeing Wu Yicheng's unbelievable look, Mo Nanxi explained again and again:

"When I saw him, he was already like this. The wound on his body was cut open by him with a broken porcelain bowl. It was very shallow at first, then deepened, and then he stopped this behavior. Later, Wu Yicheng wanted to ask more questions, but Mo Nanxi shook his head and refused to speak again.

"I've already breached the contract, so I can't say anything more." Mo Nanxi sighed, and put away the file: "That child, An Yi, is very bitter. I don't know what happened to him, but he can make a person hurt himself like this. It must have been a devastating blow, Wu Yicheng did not speak.

After a while, he asked: "An Yi sometimes has a headache, what's going on?"

"Headache??" Mo Nanxi said, "I didn't experience this kind of situation during my treatment. To tell you the truth, we didn't communicate with each other during most of the treatment.

"No communication??" Wu Yicheng raised his eyebrows.

"You need to investigate the specific matter." Mo Nanxi took off his white coat, put on his coat, and patted Wu Yicheng on the shoulder: "That child will call your name occasionally, I guess your relationship must be unusual, please help me Help him, maybe he really needs someone by his side, and then left the consulting room.

Mo Nanxi didn't like Wu Yicheng, and he subconsciously rejected him ever since An Yi called out his name.

But now, the only one who can help An Yi is Wu Yicheng.

Wu Yicheng also left afterward, sitting in the car and meditating for a long time, he suddenly understood An Yi's inexplicable dependence on cigarettes recently, the burden was too great, and he always needed to find an exit.

But when he thought of seeing him entangled with another woman in An Yi's office in the morning, he felt restless, and he still didn't understand what this feeling was.

I used to think that making myself better would make An Yi more relaxed and not have to bear too much pressure. Although I had selfish intentions in it, I didn’t want others to look down on me because I was the stepson of the Wu family, but when I finally decided to go to Canada, He was still thinking about An Yi, he said he wanted to fight for a better future for An Yi.

Wu Yicheng suddenly thought that even if it was a bright future, he missed An Yi's past.

A past that could destroy a child.

An Yi carefully moistened the towel in hot water and gently wiped his face.

Wu Yibai couldn't speak, but just stared at the ceiling. His condition was so serious that he could no longer move freely as before. He needed a wheelchair to walk, and he could only utter a few simple syllables.

"Give me the rice, and I'll feed him." An Yi said, taking the plate from Uncle Wu's hand.

His smile is fake!Wu Yibai sees it clearly, but he can't say it out. His temper will always be regarded as his helpless venting of anger. He, An Yi, has done all the duties a son should do. After returning from the outside, he changed a set of clothes and Come to take care of my father, massage, wash his face and feed him without the hands of others.Uncle Wu watched from the beginning to the end. He didn't feel that there was anything wrong. He just felt that Wu Yibai's inexplicable anger was a little strange. When he or other nurses were feeding him, nothing serious happened, but when he saw An Yibai , the emotion became inexplicably excited.

The young master has been hypnotized, Alex should not miss it, so what is the master worried about getting excited? ?Even Uncle Wu, who has served the Wu family for most of his life, doesn't know.

What he gambled back then was An Yi's intolerance, yes, he would never be able to bear with An Yi, and Wu Yibai took advantage of this to dare to treat An Yi like this.

It can be seen that the current An Yi is so indifferent that Wu Yibai is afraid, and he is not sure. Even his own life is in An Yi's hands, but Uncle Wu still doesn't understand the direction of the matter, and he is going in a strange direction develop.

"Eat slowly, it's a little hot." An Yi held up a spoon and handed it to Wu Yibai's mouth, Wu Yibai was still unwilling, and stared at An Yi viciously, the fingers on the bedside moved as if they wanted to kill him generally.

So Wu Yibai chose to keep his mouth shut and go on a hunger strike. An Yi's hand stayed in the air for a long time before letting it down in discouragement.

"Dad, don't be angry with yourself anymore." Pretending to be very sad, An Yi even wanted to cry: "I have to eat, don't worry, Acheng and I can handle the company well, you Rest in peace."

Wu Yibai closed his eyes in pain. It was his biggest mistake that he failed to stop An Yi from entering the company.Decades of industry cannot be destroyed in An Yi's hands.

An Yi sighed, put the bowl back on the plate, stood up, picked up the basin towel and went out, and said to Uncle Wu helplessly, "My dad has such a temper, please forgive me."

Uncle Wu nodded: "This is what I should do."

"Well, I just don't know why the old man is angry?" An Yi pretended to be a little distressed.

"Maybe the master doesn't like the food today." Uncle Wu said, "I'll ask the kitchen to make some more."

An Yi nodded, handed the basin to the nurse, and left Wu Yibai's room.I went out to look for Wu Yicheng, and found that he hadn't come back yet. It was already past seven o'clock in the evening. An Yi went to the kitchen to grab a few mouthfuls of food, took a shower, changed his clothes, and put the cash box in again like an obsessive-compulsive disorder After all the stuffing, the time has reached 08:30.

Dragging his wet hair, he went to Wu Yicheng's room and knocked on the door. He heard some movement inside. A few seconds later, Wu Yicheng opened the door inside.

"Running around without drying your hair??!"

Wu Yicheng pulled An Yi angrily, took out the towel, pushed An Yi to the side of the bed and sat down, and wiped his hair carefully.An Yi chuckled twice, sat on the bed obediently, and let Wu Yicheng's two big palms rub his head back and forth.

"Why did you come here?" Wu Yicheng asked while rubbing.

An Yi rolled his eyes: "I came here when I missed you."

It felt like Wu Yicheng's hand paused, and rubbed harder as if to cover up.It used to be a joke, but now it sounds inexplicably heart-wrenching.Wu Yicheng pursed his lips. Of course he didn't forget that today was the anniversary of his parents' death, and An Yi, as before, slept in the same bed with him under various banners.

"By the way, you can take me to the company with you tomorrow." An Yi pouted while touching his sore scalp.

Wu Yicheng put the towel back and asked, "Where's your car?"

"Crash!" An Yi's words made Wu Yicheng rush back, holding An Yi's face and checking it:

"Crash?? Did you have a car accident?? Why didn't you call me??!"

"Oh, I got scratched, I'm wearing a seat belt!" Pushing Wu Yicheng's hand away, An Yi stretched and lay back, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Wu Yicheng heaved a sigh of relief. Just now he saw An Yi's unintentionally exposed wrist and a faint scar. He was very distressed, but he didn't know how to ask, especially An Yi looked indifferent.

He could sense the concealment from what Mo Nanxi said, maybe there were some things that Mo Nanxi didn't even know happened to An Yi.

Shaking his head helplessly, Wu Yicheng once again chose to keep his mouth shut, lying beside An Yi, staring at the ceiling just like him.

"you."

"you."

The two spoke together tacitly, Wu Yicheng turned his head, looked at An Yi and then at himself, smiled and said: "You talk first."

"I just want to ask how you feel when you come back." An Yi muttered: "What did you eat abroad to grow so tall and so handsome?"

"It feels good to be home." The corner of Wu Yicheng's mouth curled up: "Especially seeing you."

"Ahem." An Yi's ears turned red when he heard this, but fortunately Wu Yicheng might not be able to see it at night: "Really??"

"It's you, why did you suddenly agree to join the company??" Wu Yicheng asked: "You said before that if you die, you won't go to hell, and you won't be in charge of your life?? Why did you suddenly agree to be the manager?"

"My dad is like that, how can I be mad at him anymore." Tightening the quilt, An Yi unconsciously leaned towards Wu Yicheng, resting his head on An Yi's shoulder, closing his eyes and saying : "I'm still quite filial."

"I know." Wu Yicheng brushed his hair for him, and the two of them were silent in tacit understanding.

"Good night."

"Good night."

No more words, only the sound of the other party's breathing could be heard in the dark night, Wu Yicheng closed his eyes, trying to slowly fall asleep, while An Yi quietly opened his eyes on the side.

I didn't do it to honor the man I thought was my father.

Ah Cheng, it was my parents who died, not yours. Your biological father lived in this house. The man I have known as my father for 19 years, he caused all this by himself.

Stretching out his hand to gently cover Wu Yicheng's sleeping face, his heart was overwhelmed, but he couldn't say a word.An Yi half propped himself up, staring at Wu Yicheng's face in a daze.

Suddenly, he leaned over and carefully placed a kiss on the corner of Wu Yicheng's lips. After a few seconds, he backed away. An Yi bit his lower lip without making a sound, and lay down with his back to Wu Yicheng, closing his eyes.

In the silent silence, Wu Yicheng's hand covered the place An Yi had kissed, and slowly opened his eyes, strange feelings began to emerge.

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