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Sylvia Lin's little face was full of tears, he tried desperately to explain, but no one believed him, he was not a bad boy, he really didn't steal anything.

An Nanyi walked up to him with a smug smile on his face, "Brother, my mother told me that it's a good boy to take the initiative to admit when you've done something wrong. You can't do that."

Sylvia Lin looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, he was the one who wronged him for putting the necklace in his schoolbag, "It's you, you deliberately put the necklace in my schoolbag, you wronged me!"

"I don't." An Nanyi blinked innocently.

Zhou Yuelan was apologizing to Song Shuman, "I'm sorry, ma'am, I will educate him well in the future."

Song Shuman naturally wouldn't bother with others because of this trivial matter. She looked at the child who was crying with tears on her face. She couldn't bear it, and wondered whether he stole the necklace.

But she wouldn't even suspect that her well-behaved young son would deliberately wrong others, and the matter would be over.

Zhou Yuelan didn't know that the Gu family and the An family were on good terms. She was afraid of what would happen if she stayed at the Gu family any longer. It happened that the servant who came home to give birth to the child was also coming back, so she voluntarily resigned that day and brought Sylvia Lin home.

But Sylvia Lin still tried to explain to her mother, his eyes were red and swollen from crying, he held a schoolbag in his arms, lowered his eyes and whispered:

"Mom, I really didn't steal anything. That kid put the necklace in my schoolbag on purpose."

"When I was sweeping the floor, he deliberately made trouble and pushed me to the ground. He bullied me..." He stretched out his hand, wanting to show Zhou Yuelan the broken palm.

"How can people bully you for no reason!" Zhou Yuelan defended her precious biological son, so how could she believe his words, "You are still lying?!"

"I didn't..." Lin Qingyan withdrew his hand silently.

"I think you owe a lesson!"

Zhou Yuelan was furious, she went back to the room and took a hanger out, grabbed Sylvia Lin's small arm, and slammed him with the hanger, "Are you still lying?!"

"Are you still stealing other people's things?!"

Tears rustled down the child's cheeks. He didn't feel the pain. He didn't cry because of pain, but because of grievances. Even his mother didn't believe him.

"I didn't steal, I just didn't steal!"

"You're still stubborn!"

"You stay in the room for me to reflect on it!"

In the small bedroom, the thin child was sitting in the corner. He curled up, buried his face in the crook of his arms, his shoulders were trembling slightly uncontrollably, and he sobbed like a kitten.

And his thin arms and calves exposed to the air were covered with deep or shallow scars, which looked shocking, all of which were hit by Zhou Yuelan with a hanger just now.

The child held the wooden carved rabbit tightly in his palm. Big brother, I really didn't steal anything. Why didn't everyone believe him? Why...

That night, Sylvia Lin began to have a high fever, which was very severe. During the period, he was groggy, and it took almost a week to recover.

However, when he woke up, he chose to forget everything that happened at Gu's house.

…

An Qingyan abruptly sat up from the hospital bed, his chest heaving violently, his face was covered in cold sweat, and there was still sadness and confusion in those moist peach blossom eyes.

The things that happened in the dream replayed in his mind over and over again. He remembered everything, and the time he spent with Gu Fei when he was eight years old, and he was wrongly accused of being a thief.

The child who wronged him... is An Nanyi.

Butler Shen said that only Mrs. An brought her young son to Gu's house as a guest that day. He is now sure that he did not steal the necklace, because An Nan intended to do a good deed.

No wonder Zhou Yuelan concealed the truth and refused to tell the truth. She was afraid that she would find out and take the opportunity to retaliate against An Nanyi, right? That is her biological son, of course, it has to be maintained everywhere.

So he can treat this irrelevant fake son casually. No matter how he explains, he won't believe it. If he is happy, he will praise him.

Even if she was beaten with scars all over her body, because she was not her own son, she would not feel distressed.

The boy raised his lips to reveal a pale smile, but there was no smile in those moist eyes. Even though it had been eleven years, he couldn't let it go.

"Yan Yan, you finally woke up!"

Song Shuman walked quickly into the ward, Xiu Xiu's face was full of tension and concern, she touched her younger son's forehead with the back of her hand, it was not as hot as before.

"How are you feeling, do you still feel uncomfortable?" She poured a glass of warm water into her younger son's hand. "Drink some water first. Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Mom will buy it for you."

An Qingyan didn't know how to face Song Shuman. She was there back then, but she didn't believe in herself... At that time, An Nanyi was her son, and of course she wouldn't believe in herself.

I'm afraid she has forgotten what happened back then.

Indeed, it is only a small thing to others.

"Why do you sweat so much on your face? Have a nightmare?" Song Shuman said, then he took out a tissue and carefully wiped the sweat from his younger son's face, "If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell us. "

The tip of An Qingyan's nose was sore. His mother was so kind to him. He actually wanted to blame her just now. She was also a victim, wasn't she?

The water cup in his hand was warm, making the boy's cold palm warm. He raised his lips and smiled, and said obediently, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"It's fine." Song Shuman touched his younger son's hair distressedly. "It's mother who didn't take good care of you. We made you suffer so much. I hope you can stop being so sensible, Yan Yan."

"You're finally awake, brother, the second brother is so worried about you that he can't even eat lunch at noon!" An Yu rushed in, interrupting the conversation between the two.

It was An Jing who came in behind, and he slapped An Yu on the head, "Dare to love those two big chicken legs at noon that pigs eat?!"

"Oh forget, you're a pig."

Both An Qingyan and Song Shuman couldn't help laughing.

"You don't respect me!"

Second Young Master An's double chin was out of anger.

…

The night was dark.

An Qingyan's fever hadn't completely subsided, but he didn't want to stay in the hospital, so he went home and continued to lie down, and he no longer dared to go out in the middle of the night to blow the cold wind.

But he still thinks about the past in his heart. As soon as he closes his eyes, those pictures will appear in his mind, the scenes of getting along with Gu Fei when he was a child, and after Gu Fei went abroad to study, he was wrongly accused of stealing things...

Looks like I'm going to sleep again tonight.

At this moment, Gu Fei made a video call for him, and he quickly sat up from the bed, trying to adjust his mood, making his sick self look alive.

"Brother Fei, have you finished your work?"

The man on the screen was also wearing a formal suit, sitting casually on the sofa, his handsome brow was stained with a hint of tiredness, and the background should be in a hotel.

Gu Fei finished work and just returned to the hotel.

"Just finished, have you eaten yet?"

"Have you eaten, Brother Fei, have you eaten?"

"Well, I ate." Gu Fei looked at the young man on the screen carefully, but still saw that something was wrong with him. The man frowned slightly and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you sick?"

An Qingyan knew that she couldn't hide Gu Fei's eyes, so she honestly admitted, "It's just an ordinary fever. It's fine when you go to the hospital to see it. You don't have to worry."

Gu Fei: "Why do you suddenly have a fever?"

An Qingyan felt a little guilty, "I accidentally caught a cold."

Gu Fei stared at the person on the screen, with a hint of seriousness in his gentle tone, "Why did you catch a cold?"

An Qingyan: "…"

"Last night... I couldn't sleep, so I stood on the balcony thinking about life, and it took me a long time to think about it."

"So you've been blowing the cold wind for a long time on the balcony?" The man's tone became more serious. He pursed his lips, and the expression on his face was not very good, "It's winter now, Yan Yan."

"Are you still thinking about things from your childhood?" Gu Fei easily guessed the young man's thoughts. His tone was no longer serious, and he was a little soothing, "It's all over, it doesn't matter if you don't remember."

An Qingyan lowered her eyes and was silent for a moment.

Gu Fei realized that he might have been a little fierce just now, his tone became softer and softly coaxed: "Baby?"

Only An Qingyan can enjoy this kind of treatment from Master Gu, so others may be shocked to hear it.

During the day, an employee made a mistake. Gu Fei didn't say anything, just looked at him in silence with no expression on his face, making the employee's legs tremble, and he almost cried.

"Brother Fei..." An Qingyan finally raised her eyes to look at the man on the screen, her eyes were a little red, and she said hoarsely, "I remembered the past, and today, I remembered everything."

"I also remembered the days I spent with you in the past." After a pause, he opened his thin lips and spit out three words: "Big brother."

Gu Fei was slightly startled, and then a soft smile appeared on the corners of his brows and eyes. Looking at the young man who was about to cry on the screen, he wished he could immediately appear in front of him and hug him in his arms to comfort him.

"Just remember."

"Baby, stop crying."

As soon as these words came out, the tears that were about to be held in the eyes of the boy immediately burst out. He bowed his head, and the crystal teardrops shone under the light, swiping an arc in the air, soaking the quilt.

He couldn't hold back, and it took so many years to think about it, but he still felt uncomfortable and wronged. He didn't tell his family, but he broke his defense in front of Gu Fei's concern.

Seeing An Qingyan holding back her tears, but still crying aggrieved, Gu Fei immediately felt distressed. His finger pads rubbed gently on the screen, as if he wanted to wipe away the tears from the boy's face.

"What's wrong?"

"Why is Yan Yan sad? Tell Fei Ge."

An Qingyan raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, but her throat was choked, and all kinds of complicated emotions piled up, making her speechless.

"I'm not a thief, I didn't steal anything..."