Be careful!Brother is going to be blackened...

After the embarrassing breakfast incident in the morning, Mrs. Zhan returned home after sending her precious daughter to school. When she saw a servant unloading the enlarged family portrait in the living room and preparing to clean it, she suddenly felt dazed.Looking at the family portrait of a happy family, Mrs. Zhan suddenly felt that she seemed to have overlooked something.

There is a husband who loves her, a smart and precocious elder son, a weak and caring second daughter, a family of four... No, she also has a younger son.She opened her eyes wide in panic, and walked quickly to the painting, telling the servant who was dismantling it to stop immediately, and looked at the... painting in his hand with some inexplicable expression.

Painting, her eyes are shuttling over the painting, four people, four people, not five people, his youngest son is not on it.She suddenly heard the scene of this morning, the eldest son's question, the housekeeper's answer, the silence between the husband and them, and the sadness that flashed in the eldest son's eyes before he left.

She didn't understand at the time, and thought she was wrong, and it turned out that they were the ones who were sad.Because you forgot that there is another person at home?Because even if you see it, will you subconsciously ignore it?How sad!As a mother, her youngest son was born after her ten-month pregnancy. She has no right to forget him or ignore him more than anyone else.She gave birth to him, but she didn't fulfill her responsibilities as a mother for a day. For more than ten years, she never seemed to care about him, never fed him a sip, and never hugged him. She didn't even seem to remember what she said.

Hehe~hehe~~ For more than ten years, there has not been a day when she has not cared, loved, and worried about her pair of children, but she has never thought about her other son...Comparing the two, she asked herself who would not complain and hate!

Her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, and her expression was mournful. The servants at the side were so frightened that they hurriedly put down the painting they were holding in their hands, and hurriedly asked: "Madam, Madam, what's wrong with you?"

Mrs. Zhan staggered, and was immediately supported by a servant beside her. She unconsciously held the other hand vigorously. Mrs. Zhan stood firm, her expression was unclear, and she murmured in a low voice, "It's wrong, it's late, it's time What to do? What to do?"

A Ming was a little confused, so he scratched the back of his head. Madam really asked, what should I do if I did something wrong?Based on his own thoughts, Amin replied with some grunts: "If you do something wrong, it's probably an apology. If the other party doesn't accept it, try to make up for it, and you will always forgive me."

Mrs. Zhan suddenly came back to her senses, staring at him closely, "Apologize, make up?"

"Yes, yes." Amin, who was frightened by Mrs. Zhan's sharp eyes, replied with a somewhat unfavorable articulated voice.

"Yeah, apologize, make up. Yes, I'm going to do it now, do it." Muttering to herself, Mrs. Zhan walked away with a look of joy on her face. She now has to find a way to make up for all these years. Forgot the love for the younger son.

With eager footsteps, she climbed the handrail and walked up the stairs, but suddenly saw the huge family portrait at the corner, her expression was sharp and guilty, and her steps stopped.

"Amin, put that painting away and don't hang it up again. No, burn it, burn it now."

After finishing speaking, her expression no longer had the same love for the family portrait that she liked so much, leaving only more regret and guilt.

Amin, who was confused by the series of actions of his wife, looked very strange. He looked at the painting in his hand and recalled what his wife said just now.He put the painting lightly in the storage room, and then hurriedly looked for the old housekeeper with a calm expression.

After returning to the room, Mrs. Zhan started wandering around the room. She thought about how to compensate her youngest son, but after much deliberation, she didn't know what his youngest son liked and what he liked to eat... Thinking of many, many things she was sitting on The room wept silently.Her heart ached so much that she seemed almost out of breath.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and then the old housekeeper's old voice came in, "Madam, Madam Li and Madam Wang called to ask when you will arrive?"

Mrs. Zhan wiped her tears, and replied through the door in a hoarse voice: "Help me go back to them. I have something to do today, so I can't go."

The voice of the old housekeeper paused slightly, and then said: "Yes."

Then the footsteps gradually left.

The old housekeeper's departure brought Mrs. Zhan back to the way she had just returned to her room. She was really bored and suddenly thought of her husband. For the first time, she called her husband's private number without hesitation.

The phone rang for a long time, Mrs. Zao Zhan was worried, and then connected.

"Hello, Ah Ran?" Her husband's calm voice was over there.

"Jianhua, it's me."

"Aran, is something wrong?"

"Jianhua, I suddenly thought of our youngest son today." Mrs. Zhan's voice was filled with indescribable sadness.

"...As before? What's wrong with him?" The voice on the other side was somewhat puzzled and careless towards the person talking.

Hearing the tone of her husband's words, Mrs. Zhan only felt heartbroken, "Jianhua, he is our youngest son. We have forgotten him for more than ten years and have never cared for him. You know I suddenly realized today At that time, how much pain and guilt did my heart feel?"

There was an obvious pause on the other end of the phone, "Do we have it?" The voice was hesitant, "He will have a share of everything he has."

"Heh~" Mrs. Zhan's face twisted a little at what her husband said, and she said softly, "Really? Will he have everything he has? Our family portrait has only four people, but only one is missing. One, there were four of them at the banquet, even if they held Ruyun’s birthday every year, they would always only remember Ruyun...is it really the same?"

Mrs. Zhan's words were soft yet revealing a sense of fragility and sadness. She was not only asking her husband but also herself. With a heavy heart, she never wanted to hear those same words from her husband again. It was the first time she didn't To say goodbye to my husband again is to hang up the phone.

On the other side, facing a large piece of transparent glass, Zhan Jianhua sighed inexplicably when he heard the "beep——" sound coming from his ear.It's not that he doesn't know that he and his wife neglected their youngest son. After the child was born, his wife's heart was devoted to the weak second daughter. At that time, his heart was completely devoted to his wife, daughter, son and the company. As for another newborn son, apart from ordering others to take care of him, he has no energy to take care of a newborn child.After a long time, he didn't realize that they were too late until he looked back and remembered the youngest son he had forgotten.

During that time, he watched his wife and son focus on the second daughter, but he didn't remind them, thinking that he could always make up for what the younger son lacked, but he didn't know that the child no longer needed what he made up for.

"It's no longer necessary!"

"I've grown up to the point where I don't long for family affection anymore."

"And me, you are just strangers with family names engraved on your identities now."

"So, please don't interfere or ask about my affairs."

That child, his youngest son, was the first time he saw his brilliance, and his eyes went from admiration at first sight to forbearance and helplessness later.This excellent child, a son who is even better than his eldest son, looked at him with calm, flat eyes, straight eyes as if looking at and talking to irrelevant people Irrelevant words.It was also at that moment that he saw that the child who was just born that he held in his arms but quickly abandoned behind him grew up, and it was also at that moment that he glimpsed the hidden love hidden in the eyes of the child who was not yet a teenager. Wise, calm and ruthless.

Since then, he has never looked at that child again, because it was his request, and he also worked hard to keep his wife in the status quo, because once the wife finds out the "mistake" she made, she will fall into boundless regret and annoyance , Guilt, heartache... He who loves his wife deeply, also knows that the youngest son who has been heartbroken by them will not accept his wife's compensation, even if it is what he once longed for but now abandons.The ruthlessness in those eyes was enough to make his wife even more heartbroken and painful.

But today's phone call made him understand that what he had been trying to maintain had been shattered.He held the phone tightly with his fingers, and his mind was caught in a battle between man and nature, with his beloved wife on one side and his son whom he had been guilty of for more than ten years.To protect his beloved wife, or to abandon his guilty child again?His expression was painful and tangled, as if he was about to cut a piece of flesh from his body, for a long time... His eyes were firm, he had already made his choice.

The author has something to say: Happy New Year's Day~~