Chapter 130

when Ji Naitang woke up, it was more than eight o'clock in the evening. Because Cen Muqi held his hand all the time, he could immediately detect his movement.

"You are awake."

Ji Naitang looks at Cen Muqi quietly without saying a word. Zhuo Xiaolin and several of them come together. Yao Yuanjing turns to the doctor.

"Is there anything wrong?" CEN Muqi's voice was very light. Ji Naitang opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice for a long time: "I feel so bitter."

CEN Muqi's hand was tight. He thought of the conversation when two people were children. He said, "if you are bitter, eat sugar. I'll buy you sugar."

He shook his head, tears sliding down the corner of his eyes, slowly took out his hand, he used to feel bitter, can eat sugar, but now sugar is useless.

Ji Weihong said that his brother hated him and hated him thoroughly, and he planned the death of Cen Muqi's father.

Bitter, never feel so bitter, as if in a night, the sky fell down, everything he got, something about happiness, will leave him.

Even if he died, he would not see his brother because he hated him.

Yan Yebai opened his mouth and asked, "you remember, don't you?"

Ji Naitang looks at Yan Yebai and nods. Yan Yebai's mood is actually very complicated. From the perspective of a psychologist, he always hopes that Ji Naitang can restore his memory. But from the perspective of a friend, he really does not want to.

"You said before, what your father said to you before the accident, and those words are the key to your amnesia."

"He said that my brother hated me. My brother hated me before he died. In fact, I should have thought that I had ruined his life. I was the most damned person. If I had died earlier, maybe there would not have been so many tragedies."

"But that's what your father told you. You didn't hear your brother say that, so whether it was true or not is still unknown."

Ji Naitang said bitterly: "he should hate me. Of course he should hate me. People like me..." His voice was a little hoarse, and he seemed unable to speak.

CEN Muqi reached out to wipe his tears for him, and said firmly: "Ji Naitang, no one should hate you, you did not miss anything, you such a person, very good."

"I chose him. Twelve years ago in the orphanage, if I had not chosen him, he would not have suffered those sins." Ji Naitang sat up with some excitement, and then, regardless of the pin on the back of his hand, got out of bed directly from the other side and stepped back a few steps to the window.

CEN Muqi and they quickly got up and wanted to go over, but they were stopped: "don't come here, don't get close to me. I was born to be an ominous person. My brother was killed by me. My brother-in-law was mad by me. All the people who care about me and love me will be hurt by me."

At this time, Yao Yuanjing was taking the doctor into the ward, and was stunned when he saw the situation in front of him.

"My father abused my brother, so my mother and I were free. We didn't have to worry about being beaten by him. You see, how selfish I am. I chose a person to suffer for us."

Ji Nai Tang said with a smile: "Oh, I can't do enough to encourage my brother to run away from home. Finally, my father killed my brother in order to let me remember this lesson. You see, I made a mistake, but he lost his life. What did he do wrong? It's me who is wrong... "

It was the first time that Zhuo Xiaoyun heard these words. The whole person was in shock. He couldn't help but cry. He never knew that Ji Naitang had experienced so many painful things.