After listening for a while, Wen Xiao hesitated and decided to leave.

He must be very sad now?

I can't help him. The stability of language is useless in front of such things. It can only increase the sadness.

And Shen Ze must not want to be seen as his most vulnerable side.

However, Wen Xiaogang turned to go, but the door behind him suddenly opened.

Wen Xiao was frozen in place, and a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

"Come in and sit down," Shen Ze whispered. "What are you doing standing at the door?"

Wen Xiao turned and looked at Shen Ze. He was worried.

He is too calm.

Wen Xiao bit his lips and walked into Shen Ze's house.

There was no light in the room, and the bed on one side was a little messy. It seemed that the master of the bedroom had just left it.

"Are you all right?" Wen Xiao sat on the dark sofa without turning on the light. "I'm a little worried about you."

"There's nothing to worry about," Shen Ze sat in the recliner in front of the French window and stared at the dark sky. "Even without this, dad is often not at home. Now he just lives in another place, which has no impact on me."

Wen Xiao clenched the corners of his clothes and felt a faint pain in his heart.

The hero in my mind has left me, and a happy family has become fragmented. How can such a big thing have no impact?

"If you are sad, cry out, even if you say two words of complaint..."

"What's to complain about?" Shen Ze turned his head and looked at Wen Xiao. His eyes in the dark twinkled with unknown light. "Do you want my mother to bear all this alone? Do you want time to put Ji Zhuo back into his mother's stomach? Do you want me to hate these two people who gave me life?"

"Dad may owe mom, but he doesn't owe me," Shen Ze whispered. "Mom can hate him, but I can't."

It was completely dark. In the dark room, two people sat on one side, one telling plainly and the other listening quietly.

"He gave me the best living environment. No matter how busy he is, he will spare at least two times a month to accompany me and my mother. He has never been absent on my birthday."

"Our family, in fact, is in good condition. Families almost as rich as the Shen family, either fight every day and make everyone restless, or it is a formal marriage. The husband and wife play each other, or the husband and wife are very busy and leave their children to the nanny and driver, or it is the drama of countless junior boys coming to make trouble every day."

"So I felt that I was too happy since I was a child."

"I don't have a neurotic mother or a playful father. They all love me very much. As long as I do well, they will praise me, which many parents can't do."

"My father is really wrong. He shouldn't betray his mother, betray this family, or deceive us for so many years..."

"But I have to admit that it was because of his deception that I had a stable and happy childhood."

"He's wrong, but I don't hate him."

"I don't even hate my father. How can I hate my mother as a victim?"

"I'm fine," Shen Ze smiled softly. "As long as my mother is more comfortable, it doesn't matter if I cut off my father."

Wen Xiao bit his teeth and didn't want to cry.

Shen Ze has been thinking about his parents, but what about himself? Who ever thought about him?