【Double Life】The Redeemer

An Jia hummed.

The two of them went down to have dinner. An Jia glanced at Liang Chuan, but he didn't have a bad appetite. He ate as usual and even added half a bowl of rice.

He felt inexplicably irritable. Did the so-called revenge meet the other party's wishes?

An Jia's expression became a little cold.

When the medicine was brought to the table again, Liang Chuan looked at the steaming traditional Chinese medicine, then looked at An Jia who was wearing glasses and looked at the computer, and pointed to the Mosa glass, "Can you not drink the medicine?"

An Jia's complexion was not very good, but when facing Liang Chuan, he softened. He pinched the bridge of his nose, looking a little tired, "Uncle Liang, if you don't drink medicine, how will you be in good health?"

Liang Chuan picked up the medicine and poured it into a potted plant beside him, "Xiaojia, I'll give you whatever you want, and if you don't let me out, I won't go out either. I'll be locked up in this villa until I die. I can accept it if you vent your desire. But Uncle Liang hopes to be more tolerant to me, do you want me to become a fool and forget everything?"

An Jia leaned on the sofa, looking back at his back, with a half-smile, "Uncle Liang, don't you go on deceiving yourself and others? You can't always accept it calmly, so continue to accept it. Or, do you think, If you give me everything, I will soften my heart."

"I don't want to be a fool." Liang Chuan's heart froze, he didn't want to forget you, he didn't want to forget his love for you, but he couldn't say the last words.

An Jia stood up, he tilted his head, thinking and said: "I do this, you don't ask why, you are atonement, but what about me? Why would I do this for no reason? Logically speaking, I have never met before, and I have no grievances." Wu Qiu, ah, did you guess that I was also reborn."

Liang Chuan's eyes were flushed, tears burst into tears, his body convulsed uncontrollably, his fingers twisted around his heart, he bent down, and apologized with sobs: "I'm sorry, Xiaojia, I'm sorry..."

An Jia smiled faintly. He walked up to the man and hugged him. Liang Chuan grabbed his arm and looked at him with tears in his eyes, "Uncle Liang, I'm not pretending to be pitiful. I can't control tears. You apologize, I may, may not be very good at loving people, tied you by my self-righteousness, and ruined your life, I don't know, I don't know how to make you forgive me..."

He cried pitifully, his nose was red, like a child, Liang Chuan, crying so without dignity.

"Uncle Liang, then drink the medicine, and I will forgive you." An Jia wiped his tears for him, and then said softly and decisively.

Liang Chuan stopped crying, his knees softened, and he knelt directly on the ground. An Jia also squatted in front of him.

In sight, An Jia's face was blurred.

"Why?" Liang Chuan calmed down, "Why do you have to do this?"

"..." An Jia was silent for a long time, then sneered, "Uncle Liang, if it weren't for the huge disparity in status and status between us, I wouldn't be powerless to resist. , what should I do, there may be a turning point between us. In fact, in the final analysis, it is your presumptuous love, whether in the past life or the present, that suffocates me. Your love has moved you You hurt me, so..." He raised his lips, "It's good to forget."

"What do you mean?" Liang Chuan was stunned.

"Did Uncle Liang know why?" He leaned into Liang Chuan's ear and said softly, "Your love makes me sick."