Author: Xiao Longyue

A look of envy slowly appeared on Ling Bei's face: "So I have always felt that no matter how deviant Mo Ziwen is, he grew up in such a democratic and loving family.

"His heart should be sunny and positive by nature.

"To be honest, ever since I was a child, every time I hid at my aunt's house and saw the vastly different way of getting along between their family and ours, I would feel extremely envious."

Nan Zishu looked up at Ling Bei and didn't say anything. He just held his hand silently and waited for him to continue speaking.

"Every time I come back to my home, I feel like I'm back in an ice cellar."

Ling Bei held Nan Zishu's hand, as if grasping a life-saving straw: "In the past, the servants at home were hourly workers, and they usually cleaned the house when Ling Qianshan was not at home.

"Because Ling Ganshan doesn't like people making noise at home, even the floors in his home are covered with carpets.

"The house is always quiet all year round."

Ling Bei was silent for a moment, and then chose to explain: "I always only call him by his first name, because..."

Having said this, Ling Bei sighed with some difficulty: "I really can't pronounce that title. He has never regarded me as his son before. Naturally, I can't regard him as...father."

Ling Bei tried his best to force himself to accept this word that should be extremely common and warm to ordinary people.

“Growing up, I could only stand in front of him if I fulfilled the requirements he gave me.

"As long as I can't do it, he will find many ways to make me remember the feeling that is a thousand times more painful than failure.

"So, for many years after that, I couldn't accept failure."

Ling Bei's smile was sarcastic, but he was mocking himself: "A person who cannot afford to lose will try his best not to fail, but he is just trying to avoid his own cowardice.

"He's not an 'Invincible God of War' at all. He obviously can't even defeat himself."

Seeing Ling Bei's dejected look that he had never shown before, Nanzi felt relieved.

It turned out that the praise that was given to him so highly at that time actually hurt him so much.

"These words are actually very pale for me to say." Ling Bei's eyes gradually showed confusion: "But I don't seem to know how to talk about the experience back then."

He lowered his head in embarrassment. It was clear that the pain he had inflicted was unforgettable, but it seemed that because he had never put it into words, it had scabbed over unknowingly.

After I gradually got used to whitewashing it, I couldn't find the location of those scars for a while.

Ling Bei frowned and thought hard, trying to dig out the memories that he had avoided.

But I still don’t know where to start. Is this...forgot?

In the end, Ling Bei could only lower his head and smile apologetically at Nan Zishu: "Shu Shu, I don't seem to know how to talk about the specific experience of that year.

"It has also been said in psychology that if a certain memory is not friendly to the owner of the memory, that person's subconscious may subconsciously erase some of it.

"I don't know if it's because of this, but now I really can't tell what happened in the past. Even some things about Ling Ganshan seem a little blurry to me."

Since Ling Bei reunited with Nan Zishu, his sleeping condition has improved a lot, and it seems that he has not had nightmares for a long time.
Chapter completed!