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The babysitter and doctor followed the child who had fallen asleep peacefully to and fro in various examination rooms. Those who insisted on following did not think that their eyes were inconvenient and their injuries had not recovered, so they had to sit in a wheelchair and wait in the VIP waiting room for the results .The high-end private hospital located in the wealthy area only accepts wealthy people who can afford expensive medical treatment fees. There is no one else in the huge waiting room except him and Chu Ting, who is sitting quietly by the side.

He has gradually gotten used to the inconvenience and hardship caused by blindness. In this short hour, he seemed to have returned to the early stage of sowoto's blindness that nearly collapsed him. The most difficult thing to bear is the confusion of not knowing the alternation of day and night. At the beginning, he counted the numbers to determine the passage of time. After counting an hour, he drew a stroke on the wall. He wanted to touch those Only the engraved traces and the growing belly can tell the time. It took a long time before he gradually got used to the inconvenience in the dark, and slowly stopped counting numbers to time the time.

The silent waiting room now made him seem to have returned to that time, but it was different from that time.

On the sofa not far from the wheelchair, the man sitting, even though he was silent, still had such a strong sense of presence that it made people feel uneasy.

From the first meeting to the present, he still couldn't muster up the courage to take the initiative to talk to him, and it was the same at this moment, even if he was alone in such an embarrassing way, he didn't dare.

He never thought that he would have an intersection with this rumored man, but fate seemed to have been playing tricks on him since he was born, and everything that should and should not have happened.

Drifting like duckweed for 20 years, his life has always been "forced", and even his birth was an original sin. This short half of his life has already exhausted him too much effort, and in the future... in the future, he doesn't know what else to do. How many "last resort" to face.

The palms holding the armrests of the wheelchair tightened slightly, and he lowered his eyes, a little dazed.

In the past, he naively planned too many "futures", but then all the "futures" ran counter to him.

When he had this child, he planned a lot of "the future" after getting through the first period of fear and anxiety. Even when he was thrown in this unaccompanied foreign country, he still thought about the "future" optimistically, until this day The moment the man appeared, he realized that there was no so-called "after" in his life, from beginning to end.

Looking at the young man sitting quietly with his head bowed, Chu Ting put down the magazine in his hand, with a complicated expression on his face, just like the nephews at home who took good care of him, he looked like an immature child, but he had experienced those children who might spend their whole lives The ups and downs that will not be experienced.

But what made him most commendable was that the child's eyes were still clean after going through so many hardships.

When he watched him stare sideways at the door because of the slight sound again, Chu Xuan said softly, "Don't worry, the child will be fine."

Hearing his voice, the already terrified boy shrank his thin shoulders slightly, and lowered his head even lower.

"The doctor said that the child's condition is not serious. I came here for peace of mind. Don't worry."

However, his reassurance didn't seem to have much effect. Looking at the boy who was even more disturbed by his words, with his head hanging down and his fingers twisted pale, and trembling uncontrollably, Chu Xuan found that since the boy appeared in front of him Starting from his side, he almost made up for the helplessness he hadn't experienced in the first half of his life.

"Don't worry, let's talk."

Hearing the man's words, Mo's entangled fingers suddenly stopped, and his mind went blank.

...In the end, is it here?

He had waited tremblingly for so long, waiting for the moment when the knife fell, but when it really came, he found that he only wanted to be an ostrich, and he was afraid to face it, and he didn't dare to face it.

"Why are you afraid of me?"

Chu Xuan thinks he is not a person who is easy to get close to, but he is afraid that he will turn pale when he is afraid of a word. Now this boy may be the only one in front of him. Because of his seniority, he always pays attention to his words and deeds in front of him. Although the age is far behind, he is not so afraid, but this child has been afraid of himself since the first time he saw him. The relationship is still the same as the first time I saw myself.

Listening to his words, he was stunned for a moment, he thought he would go straight to the point, but the man asked such an inexplicable question.

Seeing the boy's bewilderment, Chu Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you afraid of me?"

"..." Mo Zhen opened his mouth and was dumbfounded.

Even if he couldn't see the man opposite, he didn't have the courage to deny this obvious fact in front of the man.

Looking at the boy who looked up at him and then quickly lowered his head, those eyes that were so clear that they could reflect all the ugliness in the world flashed blankly, Chu Xuan couldn't help but shook his head, and changed the subject, "What about the child, what's your plan?"

Asking this kind of thing knowingly, he has never been able to do it since he was a child, and he is not proficient in doing it now.

Don't hesitate to take a deep breath, "I..."

Before he could muster up the courage to finish speaking, Chu Xuan cut off his words.

"As the father of the child, from a legal point of view, half of the custody of the child belongs to me, right?"

If the man talked about it just now, it was probably just a fright. He knew that it would be a matter of time, and after spending so much time in psychological construction, even if he was afraid, he at least had confidence in his heart.

But now, the man's unprepared words rang in his ears, like a cannonball exploding at close range without any preparation, making him almost deaf.

"—No...no," he subconsciously denied without even having time to think.

"What isn't it? The child is not mine, or does his custody not belong to me?" Compared to his panic, the man's calmness seemed even more flustering.

Mo Zhen's eardrums were almost deafened by the violent heartbeat, and the muffled humming sound kept revolving around. He didn't even hear the man's words clearly. He raised his hand to suppress the violent heartbeat, and wanted to cover the humming sound. His ears were ringing, but halfway up the trembling hand he put it down in a slump.

The environment since he was a child forced him not to be competitive and not to do whatever he wanted. Later, more complicated people and things forced him to learn to act as if nothing had happened, or even escape.

But the reality told him that no matter whether he pretended to be nonchalant or avoided, he had to face what should be faced.

This person can find him in a place like Soweto, yet he still tries to hide the child's life experience...

He took a deep breath, his breath sounded like he was choking, he was trembling all over, and he could barely speak after trying twice, "...I'm sorry,"

"Why do you apologize?" He knew the kid's character and what he was afraid of these days.

The boy with lowered head and downcast eyes looked up at him this time, as if calm after losing all hope, and also like the peace of losing the last scruple, "Because I decided to keep this child without your permission, I'm sorry, just like You said, as the child's... father, you have half the decision-making power, but I let him come into this world without consulting your opinion..."

His birth was a painful lesson, but now he has continued this bloody and tearful lesson to his children. History is repeating itself again, but this time, it is the cause he planted himself.

Before that, he only cared about finding a fulcrum for himself in this world, and only thought that the child was innocent, but he never thought that he actually fabricated another "original sin" by imitating his own life experience with his own hands.

His mother blamed herself all her life, it was because of her selfishness back then that made him live under all kinds of criticism.

Even to this day, everything he has suffered is inseparable from his birth.

He didn't blame anyone for his misfortune, and he didn't blame the lonely and helpless mother who chose to give birth to him. He just secretly hoped in despair. If he hadn't come to this world, would everything have happened? no the same?Will the mother not be cornered?Wouldn't he die early?Wouldn't he...wouldn't be struggling so lonely and desperate in the world?

"...If you...can, can admit him..." He was a little embarrassed to say it, but when the man took the initiative to mention it, he still had a bit of extravagant hope, "Can you...can you accept him..."

Except for his mother, his birth was not recognized and accepted by anyone that year.

After knowing that he had a child, he didn't want anyone to know his existence, because this is also a child like him, and he will not be recognized or accepted. He thought that if this is the case, it is better to let his existence be silent To be silent, without letting anyone know, and without receiving those strange eyes, but it was his extravagant wish after all.

But now, Mr. Chu's words seem to have given him some illusory hopes...

Hearing this cautious request, the man almost pressed his brows with his hands so as not to frown. He knew something about the child's life experience. As an outsider, he didn't intend to say too much about other people's housework. views and opinions.

The man got up, walked in front of him, looked at the uneasy boy, raised his hand to caress his heart, "I recognized him from the moment you gave birth to him." Now that you admit it, you naturally accept it.