"You didn't misunderstand at all; your intention was to prevent Mom from hearing what I said!" Zhu Junjie felt pain all over his body. His mood was already bad, and that phone call made him even more irritable. "You deliberately don't want Mom to hear what I just said. She's going to bring Tong Tong to the hospital soon, and I can say it in front of her!"
"Zhu Junjie, I know you were seriously injured, and you're not feeling well physically or emotionally. But..."
"I know you're trying to persuade me not to hold it against Mom. That person has been separated from Dad and Mom for so many years; they feel guilty towards him, and they can't help but care about him. But I'm also their child! I almost died at that person's hands, and now they only think about reconciling with him without considering my feelings as the victim!"
Zhu Junjie was not pleased, "What did I do wrong? I almost lost my life."
"You didn't do anything wrong."
Zhu Junjie sometimes gets worked up over nothing, acting like a child.
He only responds to kindness, not toughness. Seeing this, Song Lan knew she couldn't continue working without comforting him. She sat down by the bed again. Zhu Junjie slumped beside her, catching a whiff of her natural fragrance. He turned away from her, giving her a cold and dissatisfied back.
Song Lan looked at his childish appearance and a smile appeared on his face.
She placed her hand on his shoulder, "Zhu Junjie..."
Zhu Junjie moved Song Lan's hand to the side.
Just now, when she was on the phone, she glared at him! Zhu Junjie seems to have been abandoned by the people around him. It doesn't feel good in his heart. He shifted his body to the other side of the bed, trying to create as much distance as possible from Song Lan. The more they say he's childish, the more he acts like a child!
Song Lan There is no next move.
She sat on the edge of the bed, silently watching Zhu Junjie.
Zhu Junjie had his back to Song Lan, and Song Lan didn't continue to coax him. He couldn't see what she was doing now.
The room quieted down, and he realized he had just acted wrongly. The matter with that person was the Zhu Family's affair, and had nothing to do with Song Lan. Song Lan was dragged into it, not only getting hurt but also needing to be taken care of. It was really inappropriate for him to throw a tantrum at her.
Zhu Junjie secretly turned his head.
Song Lan sat quietly in her original position without moving. When Zhu Junjie turned his head, her gaze happened to meet his.
His face turned red, and he wanted to turn back as if nothing had happened.
He thought so, and he did so.
Song Lan: ...
In the year they spent together, he always considered her in everything he did. After being with him, he was attentive to her, and he also took great care of Tong Tong, becoming a qualified boyfriend and father in her eyes.
His mental age is almost three years old, no more than that.
Song Lan was speechless and stood up.
Zhu Junjie heard the movement behind him, quickly turned around, and held Song Lan's hand, "I'm sorry, I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have been mad at you. You don't need to lower yourself to my level."
"You can speak up if something is bothering you."
Song Lan's tone was gentle.
"Aren't you angry?"
"Do I get angry so easily?"
She has always believed that she has a good temper and is a very easy person to get along with. As long as others don't cross her bottom line, she will never turn against them.
"No!"
Song Lan has a positive outlook on life. As long as he doesn't do anything excessive, she never gives him a hard time. In fact, he really wants Song Lan to argue with him more.
"Zhu Junjie, let's talk about Mong Si."
"I don't want to talk."
Zhu Junjie tried to turn his body away.
"What he did to you was excessive; you don't have to forgive him," Song Lan felt that she still needed to express her stance to Zhu Junjie.
"I never intended to forgive him."
Zhu Junjie was injured, and turning over would aggravate his deepest wound. He grimaced in pain and stayed in the same position without moving.
He looked at Song Lan's hand held in his own.
Song Lan's hands are slender and beautiful, the only flaw being the old scars on them. He touched them with his fingers, "Do these scars still hurt?" "These are old scars from many years ago."
It doesn't hurt anymore.
Zhu Junjie Knowing full well that the question he had just asked was pointless, but for some reason, he still asked, "You are from the Zhou family, if he is not your father..."
Zhu Junjie At this point, he knew he had touched on Song Lan's sorrow and stopped.
"My fate is as such, even if it fills my whole heart with resentment, what I have experienced will remain in my memories and I don't want to erase those bad memories. Sometimes, some experiences are full of pain, but for her, they are also a treasure. Without those experiences, she couldn't have grown into the current Song Lan."
"Why can you be open-minded, but he can't?"
Song Lan knows that the "he" mentioned by Zhu Junjie refers to Mong Si.
"People are very different from each other. Our upbringing and experiences are also different. I had a tougher time growing up, but I haven't gone through the things he has experienced."
"You are a girl, and your experiences have been tough enough. He is a boy, with a stronger will than yours; he can endure what he has faced!"
"What he has endured is more than what I've told you."
Sometimes, it is not just the hardships one faces that destroy a person, but the mental struggles as well.
Song Lan finished speaking, Zhu Junjie grabbed her hand and unconsciously tightened his grip, "What are you hiding from me?"
"I..." Song Lan lowered her head, regretting that she had let something slip.
"Is it a very bad thing?"
Song Lan is not someone who is overflowing with sympathy. If Mong Si did such a thing, and she can say she doesn't hate it, there must be a reason.
Before, she told him about Mong Si's experiences, which sounded quite tragic, but that tragedy cannot directly move a person's heart.
There must be other terrifying things that have happened to him. Although Zhu Junjie hates Mong Si, they are still fraternal twins, and he is filled with curiosity about Mong Si. He grips Song Lan's hand tightly. "Don't hide anything from me anymore. If I want to know, I can investigate myself; it will just take some time."
Zhu Junjie has already said so much, and Song Lan doesn't need to continue hiding. She opened the information Yan Wen had sent her and handed the phone to Zhu Junjie for him to see for himself. When Zhu Junjie finished reading the information, he furrowed his brow, staring at the phone in silence. Song Lan didn't disturb him.
After nearly half an hour, Zhu Junjie returned the phone to Song Lan. The matters in the documents weighed heavily on his heart. When Mong Si suffered through those events, he was just a few years old. Zhu Junjie had originally thought that being stranded on the island would allow him to survive, but instead, he continued to endure the hellish days he had experienced before.
He has a good appearance, works during the day, and becomes someone's secret lover at night. Being able to survive is already very difficult. "Zhu Junjie, there are some things that cannot be changed, so don't dwell on them."
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