Yan Jia's hands were trembling slightly, and the font was enlarged in his pupils. He took two more puffs of cigarette, and his vision became blurry.

The pasts of Lin Zhi and Zhou Zhou were all before him, but he could not piece together their vivid appearance. Lin Zhi took Zhou Zhou away for several months, but he always felt that his life was as long as his life.

The wind is rustling and the water is far away.

Thoughts were like long threads wrapped around his heart, strangling him so tightly that he couldn't breathe.

It was dark in the middle of the night, and the wind was blowing outside the window.

Yan Jia didn't know why, but his whole body was in pain. He knew it wasn't because of the information.

These materials had been placed on his desk more than a month ago. He would take them out and look at them every time he missed their mother and son too much. He especially liked to see the photos of Lin Zhi and Zhou Zhou.

Only then will Lin Zhi have a beautiful smile on her face, like a tolerant and generous mother.

She had never shown him that kind of smile.

But when he thought of her smiling at Yan Feng like this, the weeds of jealousy began to grow again, entangling him and making him extremely uncomfortable.

He has been jealous of his brother since he was a child.

When he was a child, the Yan family was prosperous. His brother always had the best gifts in the world, the latest clothes, stationery, and everything else. However, he could only play with his brother's remaining toys or those toys that were similar to ordinary children.

But in the end, he couldn't even keep his woman, and she ran into the arms of his brother.

His brother had something he didn't have.

Yan Jia knows... no one has taught him how to love since he was a child, but Yan Feng is different. Yan Feng is surrounded by family affection and bathed in love. He understands what tolerance is, what valuing is, and what compassion is.

But Yan Jia doesn't understand anything. He can only act like an incompetent animal, boiling, annoyed, and furious. Sometimes he also despises himself, but he doesn't know what else to do to vent his emotions besides doing these.

Yan Jia's hand gently touched the photo on the page. In the photo was Lin Zhi and Zhou Zhou.

It didn't matter if she left, after leaving, she would no longer have to face him who was emotionally unstable, and he would be afraid of doing something bad again.

He, Yan Jia, does not deserve happiness in his life.

In the midst of the storm and depression, he finally closed these materials and continued to open his laptop and start working.

The only thing he can do now is work, working endlessly.

…

Qiao Zhixing returned to the capital, and Qiao Muyuan played with him at home for a few days.

That night, before Ji Changmu left the capital, Qiao Muyuan suggested going for a drive after dinner.

Qiao Zhixing had no objection, and Ji Changmu also acquiesced.

Both parents were not at home, and neither was my brother. They acted so unscrupulously that they almost tore off the roof of Qiao's house.

Qiao Zhixing liked gossiping with Qiao Muyuan the most. After dinner, they sat on chairs in the courtyard, eating fruits while enjoying the wind and gossiping.

The evening breeze is cool, the sky is full of bright stars, and the ivy in the courtyard sways with the wind, exuding bursts of fragrance.

"Sister, I heard when I came back that you didn't do well in the college entrance examination?"

"Yeah, maybe she's not performing well or in a bad state." Qiao Muyuan peeled off a grape, lay on a wicker chair, and let the evening breeze blow across her cheeks.

Qiao Zhixing took a sip of his favorite Earl Gray tea and sighed: "She sent me a message before the college entrance examination saying that she was very nervous and her heartbeat was very fast. However, I was in seclusion doing experiments at the time, so I couldn't reply to her immediately. I regretted that I would tell her another day.
Chapter completed!