Ji Li didn't continue to say the following words.

Upon hearing this, Ji Muhan didn't want to stay in the room anymore. He walked out without saying a word, stood outside the door, and did not leave.

"Young Master." The middle-aged uncle said respectfully.

Ji Muhan's eyes were confused for a moment, but he didn't think much about it. He returned to normal in two seconds and nodded lightly.

"Did the young master not recognize me?" Seeing that he had hesitated for a moment, he asked with courage.

As soon as the words came, Ji Muhan froze and raised his eyes and looked at him coldly.

Could it be, "..."

He knew it was.

Ji Muhan calmly went upstairs.

I have long been used to my face-blind symptoms. Even when I meet often, he can't remember their faces. In his world, everyone seems to look the same. He can never distinguish their faces and never remember their names.

The person he had just met in the morning stood in front of him in the afternoon, and he looked like a stranger he had never met.

Until now, he can only barely remember two people.

It doesn't matter. For him, those people are just passers-by. What's the big deal if you remember or don't remember?

only--

A voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"do you remember me?"

"Can I add your WeChat?"

"I promise I won't bother you."

I tried hard to remember her face, but I seemed to be able to think of her figure barely.

What is he doing?

But she was just a little girl who hadn't grown up. She came to her when she felt it was interesting. She had never encountered a girl like her before. As long as she was cold for a few times, the passionate impulse would naturally be extinguished.

Besides, he doesn't need to be deliberately cold, because he never remembers...

downstairs.

"The young master is back." May he handed the medicine in his hand to the old man on the bed.

Ji Li moved his fingers and did not reach out to take them. He looked at the pills in his palm, his eyes a little complicated.

The old man under the light looked so lonely, and in his twilight years, the wrinkles on the corners of his eyes were particularly obvious.

"Maybe he still blames me after all?"

The old man's complex tone was quite tired, and he felt bitter and regretful when he said this.

After that incident, Ji Li's health was getting worse after suffering such a big blow.

"I saw that although the young master is not as happy as he was when he was young, I still have you in my heart, otherwise I wouldn't manage the company for you this time."

"I hope." The old man said in a very gentle tone.

Mo Fei comforted, "Your health is clear now, the doctor said that you should relax."

The old man looked at the water cup, his eyes were like a torch, and his tone was very light, "I knew what happened back then, but I didn't stop it from beginning to end. He even turned a blind eye and watched coldly, thinking that no matter how much they made a fuss, they were just a small fight. From beginning to end, he didn't think about going to stop it. Now that Si Nian and his mother are gone, Si Nian has only such a little blood left."

"After the incident, I was determined to make up for it, but the child was unwilling to accept it. Later, he joined the army and never came back for a few days a year. Even if he came back, he would not say a few words to me. Sometimes I looked at this empty house, quietly with only my cough, and I always wondered whether I did that, was it right or wrong?"

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