Chapter 399

The mother who returned to China, who wanted to be strong all her life, was admitted to the hospital and sent to the emergency department because of the relapse of her old illness due to exhaustion.

That's why Bian Jichen packed his suitcase and went to a private hospital in the next city.

He will stay here for a few days.

The relationship between mother and son is not good.

When Bian Jichen was sitting by the bed and peeling apples for her, he lowered his eyes and calmly recounted the past.

He looked at her quietly, and asked again why she abandoned him in the first place.

The mother with a sick face on the hospital bed looked tired and resisted answering this question.

Her voice was strong, "Why, do you still think how cruel and ruthless I was back then?"

"Then do you know how hard it is for a girl who has just grown up to be pregnant before marriage?"

Bian Jichen paused while cutting the apple skin with a fruit knife. Although his eyes were cold and calm, and his voice was gentle, he did not shy away from what he said, "Why don't you wear a condom."

"Since I haven't thought about having children, why don't I wear a condom?"

The mother did not expect that a minor son would say such shameful words to herself coldly, her pale face turned bloody, "Shut up!"

"Do you know whose face you're saying that in front of?"

"I am your mother!"

She was as excited and terrified as if he had said something terrible.

Bian Jichen continued to lower his eyes, quietly peeling the fruit. He peeled it beautifully, revealing the smooth and round flesh underneath.

The woman on the hospital bed was so angry that her chest heaved, she pointed at the door tremblingly, "Get out!"

"I took a few days off, and it's time to go back to school. Take good care of your health, eat more fruits and vegetables, it's about the company, don't work hard during this time, your body is important."

Bian Jichen turned a deaf ear, he peeled the apple completely, got up and put it on the plate, and then walked towards the door.

When he opened the door, he paused, his face as cold as jade turned slightly, his voice was as light as smoke, "I just want an answer."

He had no intention of resenting her.

He just wanted an answer.

He just wanted to find an answer to something he couldn't figure out for so many years.

His hand on the door tightened slightly.

It was difficult for him to swallow, his gaze remained cold, "I've been thinking about why I was born."

"I can't find the meaning of being born."

The woman on the hospital bed who closed her eyes and refused to listen to anything he said suddenly trembled when she heard what he said.

"take a good rest."

After speaking, he gently closed the door.

Bian Jichen didn't leave in a hurry, but sat on the chair in the aisle outside for a while.

With his neck thrown back, he looked calmly at the light on the wall.

After a long time, he took out his phone, checked WeChat, and finally clicked on the chat box with Jiang Chacha.

After he left that day, he touched his hidden thoughts, his heart was so heavy that he couldn't say anything, he just wanted to close himself.

So much so that after he left, he didn't give her any explanation.

And at this moment, his tight heart finally loosened a little, and he was able to breathe heavily.

He looked at the quiet chat box between the two, and the news was all many days ago.

He clutched his phone.

He admitted that he did get angry when the grades were disbanded that day.

He played off his anger for a while, and kept her cold all day.

He is not a person who is easily angered. People who have been in contact with him think that he is a person with very stable emotions, saying that he is very calm and has almost no fluctuations.

His anger threshold is very low, so some people say he is cold-blooded.

Even if it really made him angry, he would calm down very quickly, because after more than ten seconds, he felt that there was no need to be angry.

However, he didn't expect that he would be so angry that day, and out of control, he would directly abandon her on the road and turn away.

Bian Jichen looked at the screen, and finally typed a few lines slowly.

Click Send.

He explained to her why he moved away these days.

He thought he would get her reply soon.

But when he sat on high speed for more than an hour and returned to the city, she didn't even reply to him.

He pushed the suitcase, went back to Qiu Huating and got on the elevator, his fingers paused in the air for a few seconds, and finally tapped the small circle of 12.

He came to her door and gently rang the doorbell.

After a while, she came and opened the door.

I already knew it was him from the surveillance. When Jiang Chacha opened the door to reveal half of her face, her expression was a little stiff, but it quickly disappeared from her face.

She stood at the door with a calm face, "What's the matter?"

Seeing her like this, Bian Jichen's eyes flickered slightly, he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Both are angry.

Bian Jichen, who came from a noble background, would inevitably be a little arrogant. He seldom apologized to others and seldom bowed his head.

Jiang Chacha was also angry, even though she knew she had done something wrong, and even though she had read the explanation he sent just now, sometimes people's emotions inevitably get in the way, at this moment she was extremely stubborn, and she didn't feel that she Wrong, but also angry at his indifference for so many days.

Seeing him looking down at her without speaking, Jiang Chacha remained expressionless, "If the young master has nothing to say, then I'll go back and rest. It's getting late, and I have class tomorrow."

When she learned how to work as a part-time maid, she called him young master.He didn't think it was anything before, but now seeing her red lips spit out a sweet young master, he suddenly thought of her in a maid outfit, even though he knew she was acting weird, but he still couldn't help feeling his throat dry.

Bian Jichen's eyes moved slightly, and just as he was about to open his lips, he saw the door in front of him was slammed shut.

The cold wind blew against his face.

——Letter from the author
Let's abuse these dog masters next.

I feel like I can write the finale in two more months, but it's not very accurate, let's see where I can write.

Now I'm asking for everyone's opinions, should Bian Bian be the hero in the finale, or is it an open ending?

(End of this chapter)

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