Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 387 The things I like, even if they die, I will hold them in my hand.

A few years later, when he met the grown-up young son she cared about all those years ago, he couldn't control himself for a while and started to kill.

If there was no such child, she would not have decided to leave, at least, she would not even want to go back without taking a look at the Wei Zichen she gave birth to.

It's just that at the last moment, he could kill the child easily, but he still stopped.

Probably this is the weakness of truly falling in love with someone.

He is already old now, his hair is gray, his eyes are blurry, his walk is no longer as heroic as before, he is already staggering, but when Zichen led her into the manor, he still recognized her at a glance.

But she doesn't remember him at all.

She stood there anxiously, just like she did more than 30 years ago, looking at him anxiously with bright black eyes, apprehensive and apprehensive, like the deer he bumped into while hunting.

This was the first time Wei Zichen saw his father like this. The crutch in his hand fell to the side, his lips were pursed, his eyes were moist, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly, but he couldn't speak.

Wei Ruolan only felt that the father and son were extremely weird, but she felt strangely unafraid in her heart.

Along the way, Wei Zichen seems to have a bit of admiration for her'; it means that whenever she has a request, he will do his best to satisfy it. She doesn't seem to be hijacked, but it seems like he invited her The distinguished guests are average.

Wei Ruolan was at a loss, especially when the old Italian man in front of her looked at her so excitedly, she felt even more puzzled.

She didn't have the slightest impression of him, she didn't know this man at all.

"Ruolan..."

His Chinese pronunciation was very standard, Wei Ruolan was even more surprised, "You know me?"

He looked at Wei Zichen in surprise, but Wei Zichen shook his head slightly, helped him and said in a slow voice: "Mother's memory must have been washed away, I don't remember anything..."

"I don't remember...all of them, have you forgotten?"

He couldn't help feeling a little dazed. She lived in his manor for a full year.

That year, he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

There are not all bad memories between them. She is innocent, kind and gentle. He captured her and persecuted her. When he was crying, he treated the wound for him.

He always thought that she didn't have no feelings for him, but she was a traditional Chinese woman. Because she got married and had children, she made herself unable to accept his affection no matter what.

But his heart will not lie to himself, Wei Ruolan's feelings for him have already changed in the last few months.

It was probably because she had noticed this herself, so she started to avoid him, using the pretext of being pregnant to hide from him.

Until later, she gave birth to Zichen, and after the full moon, she resolutely asked him to keep his promise and let her go.

He deliberately let Fu Chengxun know that she had given birth to a child for him. He understood that in China at that time, no man could accept such a fact, especially someone like him who had already gained fame and fortune.

If Fu Chengxun doesn't want her, then he still has a chance to have her.

But he really didn't expect that Fu Chengxun never had any scruples. Even after learning the truth, he still waited for her without hesitation, still loved her, and never changed his mind.

He regretted it for many years later. If he insisted on forcing her to stay, maybe after one year, ten years, or 20 years, she would accept all of this and be by his side forever.

Rather than such a thought difference, he and her will never have the chance to meet each other forever.

After this incident, Fu Chengxun attached great importance to her, and he even lost the possibility of seeing her.

When Xiaoqi told him about Wancheng, he didn't believe it at first, but he couldn't help giving up this last glimmer of hope.

But at this time, until she stood in front of him, he believed that all this was really not a dream, but a real fact that happened.

Wei Zichen said in a low voice beside him: "Father, I want my mother to restore her old memories. She won't recognize me if she doesn't know me. If she thinks about the past, she will definitely believe that I am her child, and she will She loves me as much as she loves her children in the Fu family..."

"Xiao Qi, no!"

"Why not? I didn't know where my mother was before, but now that she's back, why don't we let mother and son recognize each other?"

"Your mother looks weak, but in fact she is very hard. Xiaoqi, father doesn't want you to be sad again..."

In Wei Zichen's eyes, there was only an extremely dazzling light, but under that light was a desperate madness.

A person lives in this world for only one goal. Naturally, it is a lifelong obsession, which has long been integrated into the flesh and blood and is difficult to resolve.

"Little Seven..."

"I have made up my mind, father, I am not like you, what I want, even if it is death, I will hold it in the palm of my hand."

Wei Zichen smiled slowly, he turned around lightly, the flowing clothes on his body brushed in the cool air, he watched Xiaoqi come to stand in front of Ruolan, he stretched out his hand, and touched his mother s hair.

"Mother, if you think of everything in the past, you will love me, won't you?"

Wei Ruolan looked at Wei Zichen with extreme horror in her eyes. Is this person crazy...

"What nonsense are you talking about, I don't know you at all..."

In Wei Zichen's deep brown eyes, broken light gradually diffused. He lowered his head and kissed Wei Ruolan's forehead: "Mother, I will remind you of me."

"You're really crazy..." Wei Ruolan shook her head again and again, and slowly stepped back: "Please let me go back, let me go back now..."

"Go back? Go back to Fu's house? But mother, I'm your child too..."

(End of this chapter)