Later, Tang Shi and Tang Wei walked away, and Bo Ye was still standing at the hotel gate in a daze. Lin Ci felt unbearable, but he felt powerless.

It is a fact that he hurts Tang Shi and his son, and it is normal that others refuse to accept his kindness.

Lin Ci called Dong Hengsheng's waiter to deliver all the gifts Bo Ye prepared to the hospital ward, and then put away the crown. He felt that this was tailor-made for Tang Wei, and one day, the young master will definitely wear the crown again.

Not long after Tang Shi and the others arrived at the ward, someone knocked on the door. It was Dong Hengsheng's waiter. They transported all the gifts Bo Ye prepared from one to five years old and placed them in front of Tang Wei. Tang Wei was stunned, but they didn't expect that they would even ask someone to send them to the ward.

The boy grabbed the two super big bags and walked out.

Tang Shi called him, "What are you going to do?"

"It's okay." Tang Wei looked back at her and smiled, "Go and return some things."

Tang Wei found an iron trash can in the small garden behind the hospital, and then threw all the things in. He was afraid that Boye would ask someone to take it out later, so he simply took a lighter out.

As he was bored, he lit a fire, and burned all his memories.

In the firelight, the boy's eyes were like tempered steel, cold and sharp, and were polished into the flames and sharp and cold. He stared at the fire in the iron trash can. The blood of Bo Ye prepared was all swallowed by the flames. Bo Ye might have been preparing for a long time, but it was only a matter of burning for a moment.

The toy made a crackling sound, and small pieces kept popping out by fire, hitting the iron wall of the trash can, and then falling into the fire.

In the middle of winter, the cold wind roared, and the fire became stronger and stronger. Later, everything else in the trash can was burned to ashes. Bo Ye's gift turned into nothingness in a flash under Tang Wei's gaze.

The wind blew, and a burst of ashes in the trash can was raised, and a pungent smell of the mixture burned.

Tang Wei stood in front of the trash can, with a cold expression like Bo Ye of that year.

When the fire went out, the boy grinned and left as if nothing had happened.

He knew that someone was monitoring him, and that someone would report his every move to Bo Ye.

But he just wanted Bo Ye to know that he didn't care.

Some things are wrong, and there is never room for reversal.

Don't forgive, absolutely don't forgive.

Tang Wei burned all the birthday gift Bo Ye gave him. When this incident reached Bo Ye's ears, the man lost control and crushed the cup in his hand.

In an instant, fragments splattered everywhere, and glass slags pierced into the palm of his hand. But Bo Ye seemed to be unable to detect the pain. His fingers were tightly clenched, and blood overflowed from his fingers. Lin Ci was shocked when he saw it.

He said, "Young Master Bo, you have to go to the hospital quickly, the fragments in your hands..."

Bo Ye didn't say anything, and spread his palm open. There was a scar in his palm before, which was left by him when he was frustrated for Tang Shi in his villa. Now, new scars have been added to the old scars, and the wound is mottled and looks a little hideous.

His palm lines were broken by these scars.

Bo Ye stared at the palm print and smiled, his bloody hands trembling constantly.

It turns out that many things were destined early in the morning, just like the broken palm lines in his hand, they couldn't even get up.

*******

After burning all Bo Ye’s birthday gifts, Tang Wei returned to the ward as if nothing had happened. Seeing that he was back, Tang Shi still had a smell on his body, frowned and asked, “What did you do just now?”

"It's okay." Tang Wei replied indifferently, his eyes were dull and Tang Shi could not see anything strange.

Everyone pretended to be calm, but Bo Ye was heart-wrenching.

He finally knew that when Tang Shi tried so hard to please him, but couldn't get close to him.

*******

After his birthday, Tang Wei and Tang Shi actually celebrated their birthday in the ward. Tang Shi bought a handmade cake, and then the two made a wish together in the ward. Lin Ci, who was standing outside the door, took some photos and sent the matter to Bo Ye. After the man in the office looked at the photos sent to his hand, he felt a soreness in his mouth.

He will never be able to enter the world of their mother and son.

When Tang Wei was out of school, the teacher asked him to do a homework assignment, saying that he would have to find his father to complete it and then draw a painting. Tang Wei agreed, but after he returned, he felt very annoyed. After he told Tang Shi, Tang Shi said, "Wouldn't it be better if you go to find someone to play a role?"

Tang Wei felt it made sense, so he called Su Qi. The guy was playing games at home without any worries. When he saw the screen of his mobile phone light up, he immediately lost the game controller and answered the phone and said to Tang Wei, "If you have something to do, you will leave the court if you have nothing to do."

Tang Weiqiang said, "Uncle Su, our homework needs to be completed with our father. Do you want to play my father?"

Su Qi's eyes shone at that time, and he clanged his hands on the sofa, "Of course there is no problem! You can report the address!"

Twenty minutes later, Su Qi saw Tang Wei waiting at the gate in Huanmao IAPM. The little boy was wearing a small suit, like a pretty doll. Su Qi sometimes thought, how great it would be if he was really his son.

Tang Wei saw Su Qi from afar and waved at him, "Here!"

“How long have you been waiting?”

Su Qi walked forward in a sweatshirt, squatted down and rubbed Tang Wei's face, and smiled at him, "How did you think of me?"

Tang Wei said honestly, "Of course it is impossible for Mr. Bo to help me do my homework."

"Be good, remember to call me this next time I have something like this, do you know?" Su Qi held Tang Wei with his hands, and two people, one big and one small, walked into the mall. Tang Wei said he wanted to eat desserts. Su Qi took him to a private handmade dessert shop with a familiar way, and everyone behind him was talking.

"Look there, there is a mixed-race man, so handsome!"

"Is he holding his son? So cute!"

"Why are their children so beautiful?"

"They are here! Hurry up, take a few secret photos!"

Su Qi held Tang Wei along the way, feeling proud. After sitting down in the store, he ordered a few signs for him. Then Tang Wei took out his homework book from his bag, "Look, here, we want parents and children to write essays together. Uncle Su, you start with me, I will continue to write it."

"That's just a little thing?"
Chapter completed!