【Double Life】The Redeemer

The conversation that day ended without a problem, because Liang Chuan was the one who fled.

An Jia stood where she was, and smiled. Originally, he should have escaped, but instead he became Liang Chuan.

What is Liang Chuan afraid of?

The wind messed with An Jia's hair, blocking his sight.At this moment, his thinking seems to have deviated from when he was just reborn.

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An Jia and Mama An's life is getting better and better, even before Liang Chuan left, doctors from the city hospital organized a free clinic in their village to check up on Mama An, who was reluctant to pay, and prevented many diseases that would kill her in the future.

In his last life, Liang Chuan only wanted An Jia, so he never cared about the people around him.

An Jia knew who did it.

As the workshop got bigger and bigger, Mama An no longer worked so hard, but she still saved money for her son, and at the same time saved money to pay back Liang Chuan.

She doesn't think that if she is poor, she can accept support from the rich for granted, that's not what she should be.

An Jia passed the college entrance examination and ranked first in the city, but he asked Liang Chuan to let him study abroad.

Although Mama An misses her son very much, in the hearts of the rural people, going abroad is too powerful, and her son must be good enough.

Liang Chuan agreed and promised to help An Jia handle it, but all of this was done by phone or by his assistant.

An Jia never saw Liang Chuan again.

An Jia also had no way to meet Liang Chuan, he was just a poor student now, and he and Liang Chuan were not qualified to talk on an equal footing from the very beginning.

This person didn't want to see him, so he really could only hold back.

An Jia held the passport and laughed out loud, Liang Chuan, I want to see if I can quit my addiction to you after going abroad for so many years...

If not...

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Five years later

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Liang Chuan has been very ill recently, he can often cough up blood, and his cardiopulmonary function is getting worse and worse, to the point where he often travels in a wheelchair.

The night was dark and the banquet was gone. Liang Chuan, who was wearing a white Tang suit, felt a chill all over his body. Even sitting in a wheelchair, he was terrifyingly majestic.

He just lost his temper and scolded Liang's family inside and out.

He didn't get close to An Jia again, but his protection and concern for An Jia were everywhere, and it was not difficult for those who cared to find out.

So, a group of courageous dogs dared to pay for An Jia abroad. Although he didn't suffer much injuries, only a cut on his arm was enough to make him angry.

The person he likes so much, he can't wait to praise him to the sky. In order to fulfill his happiness in this life, he would rather suffer himself not to see him. How dare a person who doesn't have delusional thoughts move?

Liang Chuan's eyes were full of ruthlessness, he had to hurry up, clean up these bugs, and then give everything he had to Xiaojia. It's been five years, and the other party is coming back soon...

The thought of living is really terrible, he would rather die.

After being escorted into the car by the bodyguards, Liang Chuan laughed mockingly. An Jia had dated quite a few girlfriends abroad in the past few years, almost reaching the point of changing every three months.

The days abroad are so wonderful.

I don't know, what will the bride he brought back this time be like?

When Liang Chuan tilted his head to look out the window, his phone rang. It was An Jia's exclusive ringtone. In five years, it didn't ring once.

His mouth was dry and his fingers were shaking with excitement.

It took a lot of effort to pick up the phone and switch on the connection button, but the voice calmed down, "Hello, Xiaojia."

Over there is the sound of vegetables being dropped into the frying pan.

With the mobile phone clamped to his shoulder, An Jia heard this man's voice again, and the irritability in his body subsided, and he shouted with a smile, "Uncle Liang, I'm already home."

The boy's voice was mature, full of masculinity, low and magnetic, and the male hormones seemed to be able to hit Liang Chuan's eardrum along with the current.

"You're back in China, why don't you tell Uncle Liang that I can find someone to pick you up..."

"Uncle Liang won't come to pick me up again." An Jia calmly stir-fried the vegetables with both hands.

"I…"

"I'm just kidding, Uncle Liang." Adding salt and chili, "Our family can have these years thanks to you, Uncle Liang. So, can you come to my house for dinner tonight?"

He swallowed that good word, he can't get in touch with An Jia too much, he can't help it, he can't help breaking the other party's wings, trapping him under his own nose, letting his world, There can only be yourself.

He is a lunatic.

"Xiaojia, Uncle Liang is still very..."

"Uncle Liang, do you hate me?" An Jia put the dishes on the plate and picked up the phone, "Otherwise, why can't you have a meal with me? I cooked the food myself."

Xiao Jia cooked the food himself, and he suddenly became extremely hungry.