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The first thousand four hundred and thirty-three chapters sincerely repent(1/2)

"I..." Qiao Shunchen didn't know what he should say at this moment.

Although I mustered up the courage to face it, the resentment when I saw them was still clear.

It's just that Qin Lan no longer had the previous pain.

"Shunchen, it's good to come back, it's good to come back."

"We haven't eaten dinner yet, we haven't eaten either. The kids come back later and we have dinner together."

Qiao Liang was careful and did not dare to take the initiative to raise the obstacles in each other's hearts.

"Shunchen..." Qiao Dexiang sat in a wheelchair and looked at Qiao Shunchen with pity all over his eyes.

The day waiting for Qiao Shunchen to return seems to be very long, and the most important thing is the torment in his heart.

"You guys are chatting, I'll go to the kitchen."

Qin Lan felt that she had nowhere to rest, but she always paid attention to Qiao Shunchen.

Seeing that Qiao Shunchen had not spoken, she thought it was her own existence, which made the child uncomfortable.

"Wait..." Qiao Shunchen called out to Qin Lan, his tone was not as cold as he imagined, but was filled with debts.

This is the brave thing he has done since he was born, and it is also the two most timid words he has ever said.

Yes, the first thing he faced was Qin Lan.

"I..."                                                              

If you want to say the word "apologize", the obstacles in your heart must be overcome.

"I...sorry."

It was too late for many years. The word "sorry" already represents Qiao Shunchen's debt, but he said "sorry" and did not dare to look up at Qin Lan.

"I..."                                                              

However, Qin Lan felt very sad when she heard this, and all her grievances surged up.

"I...I will call your aunt like Wen Wen."

Qiao Shunchen took a deep breath to slow down his heartbeat, and then moved to Qin Lan.

"Aunt, I was wrong, I'm sorry for you."

With the beginning, this sentence of sorry is even more thoughtful.

What everyone unexpectedly thought was that after saying this, Qiao Shunchen fell to the ground and knelt in front of Qin Lan.

"Aunt...I..." "Kids, get up, let's get up and talk."

Qin Lan panicked, and her kneeling made her already red eyes moist.

More than 20 years of hatred and more than 20 years of avoidance were exchanged for Qiao Shunchen's repentance on his knees. It was worth it, and her grievances were not disappointed.

"Aunt...you let me finish my words."

"I have hated you for more than 20 years and I wish I could push you downstairs with my own hands.

In my heart for more than 20 years, you are an unforgivable enemy and an irreconcilable existence.

But I was wrong, it was not your fault at all."

"After you knew the truth, you not only did not defend yourself, but you were willing to continue to take the blame for me.

Aunt...I..."                                                             

Not many people have knelt in his life, except for his dead mother, Qin Lan is the second person.

But even so, he could not make up for Qin Lan's grievances over the years, nor could he interpret his repentance.

"Child, I understand you.

You have been the hardest person for so many years, and it is not you who is wrong.

Children, get up and talk, let’s sit down and have a good chat.”

Qin Lan is a soft-hearted person. When Qiao Shunchen knelt like this, she had already forgotten all of Qiao Shunchen's mistakes.

The man doesn't cry easily, but the man kneels on the sky and kneels on his parents, but Qiao Shunchen shed tears for her and fell on his knees.

This is enough to prove that he knew he was wrong and he dared to face and take responsibility.

"I'm just a bastard. Not only did I hurt you but Wen Wen, I didn't let Jingyi go.

Aunt, you punish me, you can beat me and scold me, I am willing to be punished."

Qiao Shunchen did not stand up, thinking about what he did, thinking about everything Qin Lan gave to their family, which cannot be compared with just a narrow sentence.

"It's good if you know you're wrong. I won't beat you or scold you. I'll forgive you."

Qin Lan's tears were flowing, she knew very well that Qiao Shunchen would have no idea if he had any mistakes.

In other words, he is also a victim, blinded by hatred for more than 20 years, and such pain is not something that ordinary people can bear.

"Don't forgive me, I'm not worthy of being forgiven."

Thinking about the fact that my child was raised by my aunt, thinking about taking care of the elderly without grudges, and thinking about sending him lunch to the company, Qiao Shunchen hated him even more.

It can be said that Qin Lan devoted all her energy to the Qiao family in her life, but she herself was so great that she did not ask for any reward.

Such noble character and grand pattern cannot be done by a man.

Seeing Qiao Shunchen kneeling on the ground and refusing to get up, and seeing him constantly blaming himself and repenting, Qin Lan couldn't help feeling distressed.

She squatted down and opened her arms and gently hugged Qiao Shunchen.

"Child, don't blame yourself.

Things have passed, so we should not take them to heart.”

"It's not your fault, it's your father who didn't handle the matter well.

But his original intention was good, but he didn't expect that the hatred in your hearts had not been eliminated for more than 20 years."

While whispering softly, he patted Qiao Shunchen on the back.

Qin Lan clearly felt that Qiao Shunchen was trembling all over because of regret. She hoped that this hug would be the best comfort for Qiao Shunchen.

"They were married and did not give her love and protection. Your father always felt that he owed your mother.

So protecting your mother’s last dignity is the only thing he can do for your mother.”

"I'm hiding it from you, I want to not discount her image in your hearts, and I want to leave it to you a perfect mother.

Whenever I think of my mother, I am at least happy, not because I can’t raise my head.”

Qin Lan must explain for Qiao Liang, otherwise the resentment between the father and son will not be resolved.

"When I knew what your father was thinking, I actually supported him very much. After all, his starting point was for your own good.

So I'm willing to continue to bear all this and make you continue to hate me."

"So I want to leave with Wen Wen and Jingyi, and I want to continue to hide all this."

"Now, I'm wrong, I shouldn't support your father's approach."

Qin Lan reviewed herself. If she hadn't been worried about her all the time, the matter wouldn't have been delayed for so long, and it wouldn't have made Qiao Shunchen so painful.

"You are not wrong, it's mine."

Qin Lan's words as fine as spring rain and his words as warm as sunlight made Qiao Shunchen completely collapse.

And her warm embrace of care filled with maternal love made Qiao Shunchen cry.

"I'm wrong, I've done so many things that I'm sorry for you."

The tears shed not only repent to Qin Lan, but also miss Qin Jingwen.

If he had realized earlier that he was wrong, how could Qin Jingwen suffer so much pain?

Qin Lan's gentleness is as gentle as jade, leaving Qiao Shunchen with nothing to do.

"Shunchen gets up, it's dad's fault. Dad shouldn't hide the facts of you."

Qiao Liang's eyes were filled with tears, and he felt sorry for his crying son.

“I should have been realistic at that time, so so many things wouldn’t have happened.

It’s all my fault.”

Qiao Liang should apologize, to be precise, he should apologize the most and apologize to everyone.

Qiao Shunchen was unmoved and did not stand up because of his father's repentance.

I don’t know if it was because I had no intention of forgiveing ​​my father or if Qin Lan’s arms were too warm.

"Shunchen...get up.

Your aunt's back pain these days... she can't squat while she's hurting her back."

Qiao Dexiang was sad and tears had been shedding.

But at this moment he also had to let Qiao Shunchen stand up, not for Qiao Shunchen or Qin Lan's body.
To be continued...
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