"When I passed by, he looked at me for a long time, as if he didn't recognize me, and his eyes were cloudy. The doctor said that he had suffered too many blows over the years, and he might have mild Alzheimer's symptoms. Even if he takes medicine, he will be fine. If he doesn't take medicine, he will be fine.

, afraid that he might not recognize us in the future. I stayed with him for a long time, and he gradually became more talkative. He told me that there were some wild cats in the nursing home that often barked in the middle of the night, and he would also feed them."

"Yan Jia, I told him everything about you and Lin Zhi. He was silent for a long time, but didn't say anything. I thought he couldn't react for a while, but he was more silent."

"Later, I had dinner with him. He was very happy and gave me two red envelopes. I asked why there were two red envelopes. He said, one is for me and the other is for you. These are the exact words."

Speaking of this, Yan Feng paused for a long time and looked outside the baby room through the window.

It's getting late outside, Jiangshan Garden is brightly lit and the light is clear.

Xiaomi slept peacefully in the crib, motionless and sleeping peacefully.

Yan Jia didn't speak for a long time, and his heart seemed to have been hit hard.

In the past, although Yan Songyuan didn't like him, he would still give him a red envelope every Chinese New Year.

That was his only sense of fatherly love and ritual for him.

Later, the relationship between father and son became rigid, and he went abroad, and Yan Songyuan never gave him a red envelope. In other words, the relationship between father and son was almost on the verge of breaking up.

"So, this red envelope is given to you by dad. I think, since we are grown up now, there is no need to receive red envelopes, so I gave these two red envelopes to Xiaomi." Yan Feng said with a gentle look on his face, "You don't mind, do you?"

There were tears in the corners of Yan Jia's eyes, and his eyes were red.

After a long time, he smiled and said: "You are right, we are already this age, why do we still receive red envelopes?"

"But in his eyes, we will always be children."

Yan Jia naturally knew who the "he" Yan Feng was talking about was.

Yan Jia also looked out the window and put away the tears in his eyes: "Brother, reconciling with the unhappiness of the past is also a must-do lesson in life, isn't it? People can't fall into the self-circulation and internal friction of a dead knot. That will consume one's energy.

How can one experience the joy outside of the inner cycle of light? People must learn to untie this knot on their own, otherwise they will never be at peace in their lives."

Yan Feng stood with him and looked at him sideways: "Have you forgiven him?"

"As early as when I woke up, I no longer cared about the past. I used to be immersed in those unpleasant memories, as if I was carrying a heavy burden. But since letting go, Yan Songyuan is still the same Yan Songyuan, but I am no longer the same person as before.

What's more, life is pretty good now, so why let Yan Songyuan disturb my state of mind."

"I believe that you will not become like him and you will be a good father."

"Of course." Yan Jia was particularly confident, "At least Zhouzhou likes me now, and Xiaomi will also like me in the future."

"Actually..." Yan Feng paused and said in a low voice, "The old man is also a poor man. He lost his wife in his early years and struggled to support the Yan Group by himself. He loves our mother very much, otherwise, he would not treat certain

Emotions are released on you for no reason, but his 'love' is too twisted. To put it bluntly, in some ways, he is very pitiful. He has been hated by his youngest son for so many years, and he is also suffering."

"It's all over."

"Yes, it's all over."

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