After the scumbag awakens

In the reception room, Su Zizhao was already waiting inside.

He was sitting on the sofa with his arms crossed, his seemingly calm expression couldn't hide his anxiety, and he raised his head to look at the clock on the wall from time to time.

The second hand moves quickly.

His brain is also messed up.

Even if Jiang Yunfei was standing aside and staring at him, he couldn't think about it for the time being.

That guess has occupied all of Su Zizhao's mind.

He bit his lip, fingering the sofa unconsciously, and just raised his eyes to check the time, when he suddenly heard the sound of the doorknob turning.

Su Zizhao stood up abruptly, and when he saw Qi Ran coming in, he was so excited that he took a few steps forward. He stretched out his hand as if wanting to grab the man's arm, but was separated by Jiang Yunfei.

The youth lies between the two, like an insurmountable mountain.

His voice implied a warning: "Mr. Su, please calm down."

Su Zizhao glared at him resentfully, but his eyes turning to Qi Ran became gentle, and his voice was also somewhat gentle: "Qi Ran, I have something to tell you, it is inconvenient for others to hear .”

When Jiang Yunfei heard the words, his complexion became more and more gloomy.

However, Qi Ran did not refuse.

He said lightly: "Yunfei, you go out first."

Jiang Yunfei was unwilling, but he still obeyed his arrangement, and said softly: "Brother Qi, I'll stand outside the door, call me if you need something."

Qi Ran nodded slightly.

Jiang Yunfei gave Su Zizhao another warning look, and then quietly retreated.

The door closes.

The two fell silent.

Su Zizhao stared at the familiar man in front of him, and seemed to have a thousand words to confide in for a moment, but in the end he just took a deep breath and said, "I am the son of the Qi family."

Qi Ran's eyes moved, but he was not surprised.

His tone was very light: "You know."

No denial.

Su Zizhao's remaining luck completely dissipated.

He looked at the man with sad and hesitant eyes, and even though he didn't want to believe it anymore, he still slowly expressed his guess.

"Back then, the Qi family wanted to use you to appease Cheng Yu's anger and protect the Qi Group. You somehow learned of their plan and my identity, so you agreed to my pursuit and replaced you with me. "

He paused for a moment, seeming to be swallowing something hard in his throat, and after a while he said in a hoarse voice, "You are taking revenge on them."

Qi Ran nodded.

He admitted it frankly, but the expression on his face remained the same, as if what Su Zizhao said was just strange news and had nothing to do with him.

But how could it be irrelevant?

Su Zizhao's heart ached so badly, his eyes were red, and his voice tremblingly asked: "They did something wrong, they should pay the price, but am I not innocent?"

"Qi Ran, how could you be so cruel—"

His voice choked and he could barely speak.

But Qi Ran's tone was very calm.

"You are indeed innocent."

He looked into the young man's eyes, "But me, my dead parents, which one is not innocent?"

Su Zizhao was taken aback, "What?"

Qi Ran pulled the corner of his mouth.

"As long as they have a sliver of conscience, even if they just find a child to replace me in exchange so that my parents are safe, I will not do so."

"But unfortunately, they didn't."

Su Zizhao stared at Qi Ran in a daze, and it took him a long time to say weakly: "I don't know..."

he does not know.

He didn't know any of this at all.

If he knew, if Qi Ran told him, things would definitely not be like this.

He can stop his parents from doing this, and find other ways to fight against the Cheng family, and he will never let them hurt Qiran.

He will also cherish himself, and be with Qi Ran well, and will not torture each other for two years, and let the two of them get to where they are today...

The young man thought about it, and couldn't help but say what was in his heart.

Qi Ran smiled lightly.

He looked at the young man as if he were looking at a child who didn't know the world, "Su Zizhao, you still don't understand."

"Even if you know, what can you do? My parents can't come back, and ten years of life can't be changed. Besides, you can't stop their decision at all."

"If a human life can quell the hatred of the Cheng family, they will still do it no matter if I resist or you don't want to."

Su Zizhao didn't understand.

He looked at Qi Ran in confusion, and murmured in a low voice: "But...don't they love me?"

Since she loves him and is willing to do everything possible to protect him, shouldn't she agree to his little request?

He and Qi Ran are in love, so shouldn't his parents treat Qi Ran equally as their own child and protect him?

Why can't it be stopped?

His eyes were bright and puzzled.

Qi Ran looked at him, and suddenly lost the interest to speak.

The little boy who lives in the ivory tower is innocent and innocent, and he will probably never understand people's inferiority, so why bother talking.

He lowered his eyes and said in a cold tone: "So, now that you know, what do you want to do?"

How to do?

Su Zizhao was stunned for a moment, and the eyes staring at the man gradually calmed down.

He looked at the tall and tall Qi Ran in front of him, and smiled in relief, with deep nostalgia in his eyes.

He said softly: "Qi Ran, let's start over."

"I forgive you."

forgive.

Qi Ran has waited too long for this sentence, and has exhausted countless efforts, love, and dignity for it...

During the two years, it was these two words that supported him to piece together his broken heart in the pain and suffering again and again, and gave it to the youth to trample on it again.

But these things, this man...

Already in that quiet late night, it ended completely.

Qi Ran gave a low snort.

He stared at Su Zizhao's expectant eyes, without a smile on his face, word by word, appearing calm and cruel: "Su Zizhao, there is no need to start over."

"I told you a long time ago that the one who liked you, Qi Ran, is dead, and you want to write it off. Now you regret it, and want to start over... But death is like a lamp, since you don't care when you are alive, now What's the point of saying that?"

"People always have to pay for what they do."

……

Qi Ran left.

Su Zizhao lowered his head and did not move for a long time.

The sun gradually rose to the sky, and the light shining through the glass fell on the young man, cold and dazzling.

Suddenly, there was a familiar silver light in the corner of his eyes.

Su Zizhao was startled, subconsciously pulled out the pendant from his collar, and held it tightly in his palm.

This was the only gift Qi Ran gave him back then.

He didn't throw it away because he wanted to always remember the other party's deception, but now...

Su Zizhao tightened his palms vigorously, as if he could draw a sliver of strength from it, but somehow the concentric lock broke open when his fingers touched it.

A tiny note fell out.

The handwriting is a little fuzzy, but not hard to read.

It is complete.

Just a few paragraphs.

Zhao Zhao:

It hurts too much.

Even when I learned that you were a child of the Qi family and I was just a chosen scapegoat, it didn't hurt so much.

Maybe you are right, I am hypocritical and selfish, I have clearly decided to never let you know about these things, but I still go back on my word and choose to tell you in this way.

Sorry, hope you never see it.

Just hate me.

The author says:

Alas, I’m actually a little afraid of everyone scolding Ranran when I write this (because a friend of mine is crazily complaining about Ranran’s pity for Xiaosu), but how should I put it, this matter is indeed different from different angles, so it’s hard to talk about it Wrong and owed...

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Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution for me: 4 bottles of the moon is so bright; 2 bottles of reminding the little expert, I will work hard~