Because he thought of the past, for a moment, he was immersed in that period of the past again. He couldn't struggle, and even forgot that it was something that had happened, and he was no longer the 9-year-old child.

"Let you worry, I just thought of some bad things, and now it's all right," he said.

"You're fine," she said. "Well... You loosen your hand and hold it too tight."

As if he had reacted, he quickly released her hand. He saw that her slender, soft and white hand had been pinched by him.

Just now, how hard did he hold her hand when he was absent-minded? Thinking of this, Jun Jisheng blamed himself.

He rubbed her hand gently. "Does it hurt?"

"It's OK. It'll be all right in a minute." she said, "let's find another store to eat. I'll see what delicious stores are here in K city." as she said, she took out her mobile phone and began to search.

"Si Tong..." his voice whispered in her ear, "those words in the noodle shop just now, you..." he paused. His voice seemed to be unable to speak.

Qin Sitong raised his head and looked at Jun Jisheng. He only saw hesitation, uneasiness, struggle and hesitation on his face... She rarely saw such a complex expression mixed together on his face.

"What?" she said.

"You... Don't have anything to ask me?" he said, his voice was so difficult.

She was slightly stunned. "Do you mean what the people in the noodle shop said about your mother?"

He pursed his lips and didn't say anything, but his face let Qin Sitong know that he really meant it. She said, "no matter what happened, your mother has died, and the dead are in peace. Those words are just some other people's criticism, so why think more."

"What if some of what people say is true?" he murmured.

She looked surprised, really?! Then his mother really and another man... "However, that is also the freedom of everyone's choice. For me, she is your mother and my mother-in-law, which will not change." she said, there is no slightest disdain or disgust in her apricot eyes.

He suddenly took her into his arms, hugged her and whispered, "that man is not my mother's old face, my mother is forced..." and he knew his mother was forced, but he couldn't help anything until

She suddenly felt a pain in her heart. A beautiful and poor woman, with a child, was forced to marry a man she didn't love... Maybe it's reality. It's too heavy for his mother.

"The man is dead and has paid the price for what he has done. Your mother has a spirit in heaven and can rest in peace." she patted him gently on the back, as if comforting him. If what the people in the noodle shop say is true, then the man's way of death may really be what Jisheng's father did.

After all, how can a man who loves each other so deeply endure being bullied by another man?

"Yes, he's dead, he's dead," he murmured. What he didn't say was... His dark past and his bloody hands.