who do you want me to replace

"Is it related to that person named Jiang Yu?"

Wei Jie's voice was visibly trembling, Wen Feixun paused for straightening his cuffs, and looked up at her: "What did Wen Ping say in front of you?"

"He's your uncle, don't call him by his first name." Wei Jie tilted her head away as if she had been stabbed by his cold gaze.

Wen Feixun smiled indifferently: "Then he also has to be a little conscious of being someone else's uncle, he regards himself as his grandson, and wants me to wipe his ass for everything, and do some petty tricks that are not on the stage , and now he’s actually playing the game of suing, so it’s possible that I still have to pay for him?”

"...Let's not talk about him," Wei Jie took a deep breath, her tone as gentle and peaceful as possible, "Mom just asks you, do you have some unusual relationship with that actor named Jiang Yu? This injury, is it Not because of him?"

Wen Feixun stood for a while with a confused expression, then suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Just before I came in, what were you looking at with your phone?"

"Huh?" Wei Jie's expression was a little stunned.

"I remember that you seldom play with your mobile phone, saying that it is not good for your eyes. Except for necessary calls, you hardly look at it at ordinary times. Then you looked at it so seriously just now. Why? What's in it?"

Wen Feixun stared at Wei Jie's dodging expression, and said in a low voice, "Is there my whereabouts? Or is it Jiang Yu's information?"

Wei Jie moved her lips, but said nothing.

"...Mom, why do you do this?" Wen Feixun laughed mockingly, "I didn't hide it, I will tell you what you want to know, why do you use this method? It's really... ridiculous."

"No, mom didn't want to check you, but suddenly found out that you are dating a man, and this man is—"

Wei Jie pursed her lips and didn't say anything for a long time, Wen Feixun asked coldly: "Or what?"

Wei Jie closed her eyes forcefully, with an uncontrollable sadness on her face: "I don't want to say it."

"If you don't want to say it, then I will say it," Wen Feixun took over, "It's still Xia Ran's former colleague, right?"

Wei Jie opened her eyes in surprise, as if she was surprised by his calmness when he mentioned the name, and also seemed surprised that he knew that they had worked together before. She thought Wen Feixun hated Xia Ran very much, and would even Hate everything related to Xia Ran.

Her eyes were complicated: "It's more than that."

Wen Feixun smiled: "What's more than that? Needless to say, it's so ambiguous, isn't it because Xia Ran liked him."

"Mom, I've been with him for a long time. I know him much more than you do. I know everything I need to know. I even know everything about him, including what caused Xia Ran's death. In that accident, the problems that should be resolved between me and him have been resolved, and that is the relationship and feelings between the two of us, and there is no need for others to judge."

"Or, are you here to ask me for an explanation because Xia Ran is worthless?"

"How could I... why do you think of me like this?" Wei Jie's eyes were a little moist, and there was some disbelief.

Wen Feixun lowered his head, his eyes fixed on the white rose beside him, and he pinched the soft petals of the rose with his fingertips. In the silent and stagnant air, he thought absently of that day—less than two days away from now. Years, after Xia Ran's accident.

At that time, he was still in a state of sleepwalking. On the one hand, he was baffled by this brother who suddenly appeared, and on the other hand, he was very angry at Wei Jie's concealment. He even felt that many things around him became unreal. up.

That day after he had dinner with Pan Er, he heard that Wei Jie was not in good health and fainted at home, so he called a family doctor.

He was at war with heaven and man for a while, but he drove back to the old house in the middle of the night.

He didn't say in advance that he would come back, the lights in the living room were dim, and his father was still on the plane back from Europe, so the house was deserted.

He thought that Wei Jie had already rested, but he didn't expect that when he walked to the corridor on the second floor, he suddenly heard a faint sobbing sound, as if someone was crying.

Wen Feixun frowned, stepped lightly on the thick carpet and walked to the door of the master bedroom. The door was not closed tightly, leaving a gap, revealing a little light.

The warm yellow desk lamp was on in the room, and the two people inside were very familiar to him—Aunt Liu was standing at the head of the bed, bending over, comforting Wei Jie in a friendly voice.

Wei Jie was wearing pajamas, and there was tape on the back of his hand that had just been pricked to hang the water. His face was pale, and he was crying sadly on the head of the bed. His black hair was wet with tears. He spoke intermittently, but in such a quiet night, he still listened to it. Very clear.

Since then, Wen Feixun has rarely come back here. Because of Xia Ran's death, Wei Jie has been depressed for a year or two, and she has aged a few years.

And the more depressed and sad she was, the more he hated and annoyed him, but if he wanted him to hate Wei Jie, it would be difficult for him to be ruthless, so he could only transfer his hatred to that brother he had never met until he met Jiang Yu.

Only then did he realize that Xia Ran was still influencing another person he loved deeply.

It's just that with Jiang Yu, he was still willing to try his best to eliminate this influence, but with Wei Jie, it was difficult for him to take the initiative to do anything, because he still couldn't forget what he heard that night.

He recalled Wei Jie who cried into tears that night, and whispered the words in his memory: "I'm sorry for him, he's still so young, if only I hadn't left, if I hadn't left him, didn't Just marry someone else, I stay there, he is the only child, I have the energy to raise him well, teach him well, let him study, let him go to college, don't have to do those hard jobs, isn't it all right? It will happen, he will not die..."

Wen Feixun's voice was soft and weak, Wei Jie's face turned pale, and he looked at him in a daze: "What are you talking about..."

"Tell me what you said." Wen Feixun curled the corners of his lips calmly, "I was outside the door at that time, and left before I finished listening. I was thinking, what do you mean by that?"

"You are obviously such a gentle person. You don't usually say a word of serious words. When you say that sentence, your tone is decisive and desperate. If you translate it, it means... You regret choosing this kind of life, regret living with My dad got married and regretted giving birth to me?"

"At that time, I thought you probably finally figured out who the child you loved was, but it was too late."

"No!" Wei Jie cried out, the tears that had been in her eyes finally fell from her eyes, she reached out and grabbed Wen Feixun's sleeve, and said in a panic: "I didn't mean that, no, at that time... "

"You were so sad at that time, I know." Wen Feixun sighed, and raised his hand to wipe the tears on Wei Jie's face.

"I figured it out later, no matter what kind of emotion, as long as a person's emotion reaches an extreme level, he may tell the truth, or he may say something that is too extreme and insincere."

"I have never wanted to admit that he is connected to me by blood, and that he took away half of my mother, but the fact is that the palms and backs of my hands are full of flesh. Xia Ran is also your son. When he dies, you are sad and regretful. A normal thing."

"Mom, since I was a child, I have known how good you are to me. If I completely deny your love for me because of a sentence that I uttered in grief, then I am such a jerk."

After Wen Feixun finished speaking, he paused for a while, feeling the restlessness in his heart, and smiled again: "But it's hard not to take it to heart when you hear it. I'm not such a broad-minded person. It will take time to unravel."

"No, it's all my fault...it's my mother's fault...it's my fault...I said it without intention..." Wei Jie covered her face and cried, her shoulders shaking slightly.

Wen Feixun looked down at her quietly, and patted her shoulder lightly.

"If it weren't for your sudden attack this time, I would have decided to bury these words in my heart."

"But after saying it, I feel pretty good. It may be hard to get rid of the bad feeling by blindly digesting it. Mom, everything is going in a good direction, and you are coming out soon. Why make things messy?"

Wei Jie wiped away her tears and calmed down for a while: "You mean about Jiang Yu?"

Wen Feixun looked at her fixedly: "Yes, I am such a grown-up person, who I spend the rest of my life with is my own business, Jiang Yu is very good, we finally got together, I am very happy I love him and want to spend my whole life with him."

"Mom, I don't blame you for what happened before, and don't let me blame you in the future, okay?"

Wei Jie's heart tightened, and he was dazed for a long time before drooping his shoulders, slumping down, and smiling bitterly with tears in his eyes: "My own life has been such a failure, so what right do I have to give you advice? That's all, your own Life, you decide for yourself, just don't get hurt again."

"Really, don't get hurt anymore, mom can't bear it, Fei Xun..."

"Your father and I love you very much."

Wen Feixun's heart burned, and he agreed seriously: "Don't worry, I will live well."

He turned his head and saw his father watching them with a chuckle outside the greenhouse, he was relieved.

Although he made up his mind to be with Jiang Yu and was confident to protect him, if his parents really wanted to pursue it, their lives would not be affected.

Only then did Jiang Yu's spirit improve a lot. He didn't want any accidents to return to the past overnight.

His bargaining chip was nothing more than what Wei Jie said just now.

Even if I really don't blame Wei Jie anymore, the trace of resentment in my heart still exists, otherwise I wouldn't have stayed home for so many days, but after I finished the call just now, I hoped that Wei Jie could dispel the slap in the face Thoughts, I didn't expect that after I finished speaking, I would feel much more relaxed facing her, and there would be a lot of long-lost enthusiasm in my heart.

And Wei Jie also seemed to have figured something out, if she doesn't break, she won't stand, and if she doesn't talk about it, she will never pass. After getting along with the greenhouse this time, she will probably feel a lot more relieved, and will know how to cherish the people in front of her more.

Wen Feixun looked at the clusters of flowers in front of him. He had only been separated for a few hours, and suddenly he missed Jiang Yu very much.

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