Path of Rebirth

Chapter 2

After leaving Luo Junfeng's study, He Jiaming didn't return to his room immediately. Thinking about the guarantee he gave his son before, He Jiaming didn't know how to talk to his son, this time he couldn't go out to play with him again.

"Yangyang, I'm sorry. Dad didn't do what he promised you. This time, Dad can't accompany you on a trip."

He Jiaming returned to his room, but couldn't fall asleep. He lay on the bed, thinking about his life for the past ten years, and suddenly felt like crying.He didn't know when his life became like this. He lived in a cage all day long, couldn't go anywhere, didn't know anything, and repeated the same day every day. no difference.In the end, He Jiaming did indeed cry, but he still didn't cry loudly, but hid in the quilt and sobbed softly, so that he didn't even know that someone had entered his room.

Luo Wenyang stood in front of his father's bed, listening to the muffled weeping from under the quilt, his eyes filled with tears, he clenched his teeth, clenched his hands and retreated gently.After going out, he went to the door of Luo Junfeng's room, but this time there were no tears in his eyes, only eyes full of sternness and hatred.

The next day, when He Jiaming woke up, it was almost nine o'clock.He almost stayed up all night last night, and only fell asleep for a while when it was almost dawn.Looking at the note on the bedside, He Jiaming recalled what happened last night. The note was a message from his son, which said that he should eat well and take good care of his health so that he could travel with him in a few days.He Jiaming didn't tell his son last night that he still couldn't go out as before.Now looking at his son's expectations, He Jiaming is at a loss. He now has some doubts about whether his silence for more than ten years is right. He is a big man. Even if he leaves this place, he still says that he can find a job to support himself Myself and my son's.Although he and Luo Junfeng are legally married, He Jiaming believes that even if he and his son disappear, Luo Junfeng will turn a blind eye, after all, neither of them is someone he cares about.

During the day, only He Jiaming and a few maids were at home in the Luo family mansion, but even so, He Jiaming never thought of running out at this time.Because he knew that just the guards at the gate and the courtyard wall with a height of two or three meters were not something he could surpass.But even though he couldn't go out, he could still walk around the whole area of ​​the house. He Jiaming took a book of Andersen's fairy tales and a few small clothes that Yang Yang had worn, and went to the woods in the backyard.After arriving, He Jiaming found a clean grass and sat down directly.Then put the clothes worn by Yang Yang on the opposite side, and opened the fairy tale book by himself to read those clothes.His demeanor and tone when he was reading was very similar to the way he read fairy tales to Yang Yang when Yang Yang was young.

He Jiaming was a little tired after working on the grass for almost two hours, but he didn't want to go back to his room, so he just fell down and fell asleep on the grass.After falling asleep, his dazed head began to think wildly. At the beginning, he thought of the time when Yang Yang was born, because Luo Junfeng was not at home, every day he would take Luo Junfeng's photo and talk to Yang Yang About his other dad.At that time, although there were only the two of them in the family, thinking that Luo Junfeng would come back after finishing his work, he thought it was pretty good.At least he and Yangyang are not like the family he and his mother have, even if mother wants to see her father will not show up.But in the days that followed, He Jiaming realized that some people and some things might be better if they were not in front of them.

Three years after they got married, Luo Junfeng suddenly brought someone home, and his life changed completely after the person named Lin Mu arrived at home.Luo Junfeng, who was not very enthusiastic about himself, became completely indifferent, and even his son was not liked.At the beginning, he would try his best to please Luo Junfeng, but after he knew that the two of them were a happy couple from the beginning, he completely gave up.Since then, he has been watching over his son to live, occasionally taking the child to live with his mother for a few days, and his life is so ordinary, not too bad.It's just that after his mother passed away, for some unknown reason, Luo Junfeng didn't let him go out. Although he was a little tired at first, he gradually got used to it.Yang Yang is also 12 years old now, and he will be able to be independent in a few years. At that time, he will really be able to let go of everything and not care about anything.

"What am I thinking..." He Jiaming was startled when he suddenly realized that he had the idea of ​​committing suicide when Yang Yang grew up.Although he was tired of the days ahead, he didn't want to leave his son alone, because he knew that his son was the same as him, and he was the only person who was really close to him.Although Luo Junfeng was also Yang Yang's blood relative, He Jiaming knew that the child was not at all close to his father, his other father, and even had feelings of resistance.

"Hmm..." I felt dizzy, and stopped when I wanted to get up. He Jiaming just slept on the grass, until Yang Yang went to his room to look for him after school, but no one was there. I searched everywhere, only to find him unconscious on the grass in the backyard.

"Dad, Dad, wake up, I promise you, I will take you out when I grow up, I am like you, I hate this place and I don't like it here. Dad, from now on we will be together, neither of us Don't just live with the two of us so no one can hurt us."

"Yangyang..." He Jiaming never wanted his son to hate Luo Junfeng too much. After all, they are also father and son connected by blood, but at this moment, his son's words made him feel sad and heartwarming. Gave him the cutest child, and his son was his only hope in this bleak life.

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