Chatper 460 (1/2)
Su Rong looked at He Qiaonian, signaling him to come forward to ease the relationship between He Jiaming and Lin Rui.
Unexpectedly, He Qiaonian didn't even look at the two of them, and turned back to the courtyard.
Su Rong sighed helplessly, "Mom and Dad, don't be sad, Qiao Yan came here today, it means that he will come back one day, we have to give him some time."
Lin Rui shook her head and said, "You don't understand, we hurt him too much, we challenged his limit time and time again. I can understand how he came and went just now, he didn't do anything Wrong, it was us who were wrong."
Lin Rui stood up slowly and wiped away her tears, "Qiao Nian will trouble you, my incompetent mother thank you, see you for your company all these years."
After Lin Rui finished speaking, she solemnly bowed to Su Rong.
Su Rong was taken aback by Lin Rui's sudden action, and quickly helped her up, "Mom, you're too much of a junior for me."
"That's the respect you deserve." After Lin Rui finished speaking, seeing that you didn't look at He Jiaming, she got into her special car and drove away.
He Jiaming smiled wryly, waved his hand towards Su Rong, and stood still.
Su Rong sighed, and turned back to the courtyard.
Sitting on the soft couch, He Qiaonian coughed until his face lost all color.
Su Rong quickly poured him a glass of water, "Are you okay?"
He Qiaonian shook his head and didn't drink the glass of water, "I'm very happy today, but also feel very distressed. Qiao Yan's temper is still the same as before. Even though he was angry, he didn't hate us. And how I wish He can hate once, so that he can at least feel better in his heart. But he didn't, all the good qualities of our He family are in him, because of these he needs to bear a lot of things and responsibilities that he shouldn't have to bear. Even today , My parents and I still came with a purpose, and we still hope that he can come back and carry the responsibilities on our shoulders."
After He Qiaonian finished speaking, he laughed at himself, "It's ironic, isn't it? We just unconsciously bully a person who always tolerates us, and we can push all the things we don't want to do to him and let him solve it. Not at all. Concerned about whether he is willing or not, whether he is happy, if he does not accept as readily as we expected, we will start to get angry, and even hate him. But who is born to take other people's responsibilities? He has no obligation to help us Take our own responsibilities, if he takes everyone's expectations and burdens on his shoulders, what will happen to his own life?"
Su Rong said in a hoarse voice, "Qiao Nian, stop talking. It's not your fault, don't think about it."
"Whose fault is that? Qiao Yan's?"
"No, he did nothing wrong."
"If it wasn't for me, how could he have suffered so much? If it wasn't for our He family being so jerk, how could he have brought his family to feign death and disappear into our world. As soon as he came back, we couldn't wait persecuting him. The bottom line is that we are too shameless, we ask him for anything we want, regardless of whether he likes it or not."
Su Rong couldn't help but choked up when she heard this, and couldn't say anything.
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Inside the car, there was silence.
He Qiaoyan seemed to have no direction, so he picked a road at random and started driving.
He Weifei's mood has calmed down a lot, and he looked out of the car window with red eyes, motionless.
He Qiaoyan parked the car in a small alley, pulled out the car key and got out of the car.
He Weifei also got out of the car, and the two entered an inconspicuous store.
There was no one in the store, not even the boss.
He Qiaoyan walked towards the backyard with ease. There were a lot of flowers and plants in the backyard. It was summer and all the flowers and plants were lush.
There are many bright flowers blooming in the green, which makes people feel very good.
He Qiaoyan sat down on a bench.
He Weifei stood next to a bougainvillea that bloomed very gorgeously, looking up at the clusters of flowers that only had gorgeous petals but not a few leaves.