Of course, Xie Yan and Song Zhili were ultimately unable to give Jiang Yushi and Wei Chiyan a reasonable explanation.

The train arrived at its destination after five hours of travel, and everyone was exhausted when they arrived.

I had originally planned to try the local specialties on the night of arrival, but now I was too tired to have an appetite, so I just packed my luggage and fell asleep.

The next morning, they set out to visit Song Zhili's mother.

Everyone wore black clothes tacitly, which matched their mood today, but Song Zhili wore a light blue sweatshirt.

Song Zhili looked at them and said, "My mother doesn't like the dull black, white and gray. Let's change into brighter colors."

Jiang Yushi was stunned for a moment and asked, "But isn't it taboo to wear brightly colored clothes during worship?"

Song Zhili said: "It's not a worship, I just want my mother to see you."

So everyone went back to their rooms and tried hard to find colorful clothes from their suitcases.

Wei Chiyan's yellow sweatshirt, Xia Wan's orange jacket, Jiang Yushi's green denim jacket, and Su Qi's purple shirt.

Xie Ren, still wearing a loose black coat, remained silent because there were only black, white and gray in his suitcase.

Xie Yan asked sincerely: "Where did you find so many ugly clothes? Are you going to perform a live-action gender-swapped version of the Seven Fairies?"

Xia Wan waved her fist at him and said, "I think it's pretty."

Although the clothes are indeed average, they suit everyone's faces and figures.

Xie Yan grabbed Xia Wan's hand and looked at her with a half-smile, without saying a word, but his attitude was very obvious.

Song Zhili's eyes fell on Xie's hand, and he turned around and said directly: "Let's go."

Along the way.

Xia Wan kept rummaging through Su Qi's backpack for snacks. When they were almost at their destination, she tore off a piece of candy and stuffed it into Song Zhili's mouth when he wasn't paying attention.

Song Zhili was stunned for a moment, then his expression relaxed a lot.

The candy in his mouth was so sweet that it was a little greasy, but he liked it very much.

Song's mother's grave is in a park. This may be the only thing Song Ze has done. He spent a lot of money to buy this land and hired people to clean it regularly. This is a place that belongs to her exclusively.

The roadside is lined with plum trees, but now that the best flowering season has passed, they look a little lonely.

There are beautiful flowers and plants everywhere, except for a grave in the very corner.

The front of the tomb was already filled with flowers. Now, only Song Zhili and Song Ze knew about this place. One could tell at a glance who had sent these flowers.

So Song Zhili pushed the flowers away with his hands, letting them roll onto the ground beside him like garbage, and then he carefully cleaned them up again.

He opened his backpack and placed some of his mother's favorite foods on it.

Xia Wan hesitated for a moment, took out a small box from her pocket and handed it to Song Zhili, saying: "I didn't buy the plum blossoms, is this okay?"

Song Zhili opened the wooden box, and inside was a beautiful red plum blossom hairpin.

He said: "She will love it."

Song Zhili led them to burn incense for his mother, and then burned a letter he had written, which was also considered as sending it to his mother.

Then he said gently, "Mom, did you see that? The most unpleasant person in black is Xie Yan. I often mentioned him to you before."

"...Huh?" Xie said with a look of disbelief, "What do you mean by unlikable? How did you introduce me to your mother before?"

Xie Yan walked over, squatted down, and said seriously, "Aunt, I'm Xie Yan. I can barely be considered Song Zhili's best friend. Don't worry, as long as I'm here, he'll be alive."

"What do you mean you are Song Zhili's best friend?" Su Qi was instantly dissatisfied. He also squeezed over and said seriously: "Aunt, did Song Zhili mention me to you? I am Su Qi. During his most difficult days, I was his only friend. Please don't pay attention to me, thank you."

Jiang Yushi and Wei Chiyan also immediately squeezed over. They knew that they were not Song Zhili's best friends, so they started to compete for who was Song Zhili's second best friend.

It was as if Song's mother was really in front of them, and each of them tried hard to show their friendship with Song Zhili.

Looking at everything in front of her, Xia Wan couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.

But at this moment, Song Zhili turned around and looked at her.

He originally came to pay tribute to his mother, but was squeezed by several friends and there was no place for him to stand. His face was full of helplessness, but there was not a trace of dissatisfaction.

Maybe this is the best life.

Paying respects does not necessarily involve crying; smiling at the departed is the best way to let them feel relieved.

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After the worship, they did not go back to the hotel directly, but went to a special place together, the house where Song's mother lived, which even Song Ze didn't know existed.

Because before Song's mother committed suicide, she once told Song Zhili that if one day he felt his mind was strong enough to accept everything, he could go there and see that there were things she wanted to leave for him.

The house had not been lived in for decades, and was filled with dust and cobwebs, and all the furnishings looked gray.

After listening to what Song Zhili said, Wei Chiyan said he understood: "It's like looking for a treasure map. We have to compete to see who can find the thing your mother left for you first."

Xia Wan was speechless: "Who said there was going to be a competition?"

Wei Chiyan coughed twice and said, "Isn't this more interesting and competitive?"

Although this is not a game, everyone tried hard to find it.

Except Xia Wan.

Rather than looking for things left behind by Song's mother, her eyes were more attracted by the framed photo hanging on the wall.

At that time, Song's mother was young and beautiful, and at first glance she was a pretty girl of the school belle level.

And Song Ze next to her also looked handsome and dignified, and the two of them really looked like a good match.

But after thinking about what Song Ze had done, Xia Wan naturally felt disgusted.

But she still took out a tissue from her pocket, stood on the sofa, and reached out to wipe Song's mother in the photo.

Such a beautiful person should be clean.

However, Xia Wan never expected that the photo was hung on a nail. She used a little more force in her hands and actually moved the photo directly.

The picture frame wobbled and fell off the wall.

Xia Wan instinctively grabbed the photo and protected it carefully.

She lost her balance and fell off the sofa, but she still held the photo frame high in her hands.

The noise she made when she fell to the ground was quite loud, and everyone in every room rushed out immediately after hearing the noise.

Jiang Yushi was the first to rush over. He immediately picked up the photo frame and put it aside, then reached out to help Xia Wan up.

Xia Wan waved her hands repeatedly: "Wait a minute, it hurts! It hurts!"

Jiang Yushi asked worriedly: "Where does it hurt?"

"Butt, slow down, slow down." Xia Wan's expression was painful. She felt that her butt had taken on everything and was about to break into eight pieces.

In the end, it was Wei Chiyan and Jiang Yushi who "lifted" Xia Wan together.

But Song Zhili's eyes fell on the photo frame.

No, it's not the photo frame, but the piece of envelope sticking out from behind the photo frame.

He reached out and turned the photo frame over.

Sure enough, there were two envelopes behind the photo frame.

Everyone's eyes widened in an instant.

Xia Wan's hands were on her waist, and she didn't care to continue crying out in pain.

By some strange coincidence, she actually found something left behind by Song Zhili's mother.

When these envelopes are opened, the contents inside are enough to shock people.

In the first envelope was a paternity assessment report of Song Ze and Song Yinyin.

The last sentence reads:

Denying parent-child relationship: Violating genetic laws (excluding mutation factors). (Note 1)

At that moment, everyone was silent.

Xia Wan reached out and pinched Wei Chiyan's arm and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts, but I still feel like I'm dreaming." Wei Chiyan stretched out his hand and pinched Jiang Yushi's arm, and asked: "Does it hurt?"

"Nonsense." Jiang Yushi said, then reached out and pinched Su Qi, and asked: "What about you?"

Su Qi gritted his teeth and said, "Are you guys done yet?"

Xie's life was rarely so shocking, but he still tried to regain his sanity and concluded: "So Song Yinyin is not your father's biological daughter. Your mother knew about this, but she never told anyone."

The second envelope was opened, but inside was no longer such evidence, but a letter left by the mother for Song Zhili.

It is more like a sentence than a letter.

[I'm sorry, Ali, please forgive my cowardice. I don't have the courage to end it all myself, and I'm so tired that I can't live in this world anymore. But I'm still very selfish. I can protect you, but I let you suffer at the cost, just hoping that he will know the truth later, so that he will suffer more. You've worked so hard. If there is a next life, Ali, don't be my child anymore, and don't come to such a family again.]

Xia Wan bit her lower lip, finding it difficult to accept this information.

Obviously, Song's mother had known for a long time that Song Yinyin was not Song Ze's biological daughter, but she still chose not to make this matter public in order to take revenge on Song Ze.

Because Song's mother knew that Song Ze would not treat their son well, but would give everything to the illegitimate daughter.

It's just funny that the illegitimate daughter who was loved by everyone was not his biological daughter.

She had known the truth a long time ago, and she also knew that if she told Song Ze about this earlier, he would be better to Song Zhili and his only child.

But she didn't.

Because she knew that it was meaningless to tell the truth at that time. Only by letting Song Ze devote enough energy to this daughter would it be the biggest blow to him when he knew the truth.

Perhaps this was a good way of revenge, but it came at the cost of Song Zhili's life.

He could have lived a better life, at least a little better.

He could have suffered less in that home.

Song Zhili was silent for a long time.

He couldn't accept that even his mother didn't put love for him first.

He said: "She is the force that keeps me going. I thought I didn't get enough love, not because I didn't deserve to be loved, but because she was no longer in this world. But I found out that she didn't love me very much either."

When she was young, she loved her husband with a passionate love.

Later, when the love was gone, she still gave all her hatred to him, which exceeded her love for her children.

It seemed that her whole life, whether life or death, love or hate, was only related to him.

She neglected her parents, her children, and even herself.

There was a hint of confusion in the boy's eyes, as if he didn't understand why things turned out like this in the end.

Xia Wan had never seen Song Zhili so fragile before. Even in the unfinished building before, she had never seen him so helpless.

Just like a young child, he seems to have neither love nor hate, and even without much emotional fluctuation.

Because from beginning to end, he just couldn't understand, and that's all.

Song Zhili looked up at her, his eyes slightly red.

Xia Wan also looked at Song Zhili, and she hesitated to raise her hands.

Because she felt that at this moment, he seemed to need a hug.

And at this moment——

Xie Lian strode over, got there before Xia Wan, hugged Song Zhili tightly, and patted his back vigorously.

Then Xie Hate lowered his voice and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Song Zhili did not answer.

Song Zhili knew from a very young age that his mother loved him, but not that much.

But for him, maternal love was the only warmth he could draw in his dark life at that time.

So he made up fairy tales for himself, imagining that there was someone who loved him enough. That was the illusory moon he created.

Or in other words, it is the moon in the water.

What happened today was like a stone falling into the water and the moon being shattered. He could no longer deceive himself.

But if you ask him how devastated he must be, the answer is no, after all, he already knew it.

The emotion just now might be the dissatisfaction he had in the past, but now he has actually accepted it a long time ago.

Because he no longer needs the illusory moon as much as he once did.

It was an annoying question, but it made Song Zhili feel a little regretful for a moment.

But he didn't know whether it was regret that made him act like this, or whether it was regret and Xie that knew each other too well, allowing him to see through his thoughts at a glance.

Song Zhili has always cared the most about his self-esteem, and what he fears most is that someone would pity him.

That's why, many years ago, just because Su Qi let him do a question and he was unwilling to accept the other party's mercy, their friendship came to an end for a long time.

But I don’t know when it started…

No, it started with hiding that coin on New Year's Eve.

He would rather she had pity on him and look at him more.

She was all his partiality and selfishness.

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