《Reincarnation: I Married My Ex's Brother (6)》Chapter 1169: i don't hate you
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"i just really want to get to know you!"
ah ming knelt in front of fang shan in pain and apologized to him over and over again. fang shan lowered his head and looked at ah ming. his chest was in so much pain that it felt like something was pressing down on it. he hated all of this!
" you're still alive ... " fang shan's voice was filled with sorrow and pain.
he couldn't believe that his brother, who he thought had been heartlessly abandoned by his mother and had died long ago, was still alive. all these years, they had been living in the same city and breathing the same air.
he lived a good life of luxury, while his brother lived alone in this dilapidated neighborhood with an old woman.
!!
he was clearly the one who should be saying sorry!
fang shan looked at a 'ming and was so upset that he could not speak.
would fang shan be happy to know of his existence? or was it disgust? a 'ming couldn't guess fang shan's thoughts, so when he found out that fang shan was his brother, a' ming didn't dare to let him know the truth. he was afraid that once fang shan knew of his existence, he would be filled with wariness and disgust towards him.
therefore, for such a long time, a 'ming had always worn a mask in front of people.
however, he did not expect that he would fail after disguising himself for more than two months.
fang shan asked him, " why are you saying sorry to me? "
the squatting young man raised his head when he heard this.
ah ming looked up at fang mu. he looked at the expensive and beautiful branded clothes on the young man and knew that the watch on his wrist was expensive as well. he wiped his tears and said, " we've been separated for so many years. i don't know why i was abandoned. maybe it's because i was born deformed. "
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when he talked about his identity as a deformed child, ah ming's expression was also lonely. "the fang family definitely doesn't like me, who was abandoned. the fang family doesn't even know that i'm still alive. my sudden appearance, not to mention the fang family, even you, i'm afraid that you won't be able to accept."
"although i'm young, i know how terrifying the human heart is. even blood brothers can fight over family property, not to mention that although we are brothers, we don't have brotherly feelings."
"if i really want to acknowledge you, i can't guarantee whether you'll be happy or not. so ..."
fang shan still had some words left in his mouth, but before he could say them out, fang shan had already snatched the right to speak. fang shan said, " so, you wear a mask every day and call me brother. you know that i'm your brother, but you didn't tell me ..."
fang shan suddenly stretched out his hands and lifted ah ming up from the ground.
ah ming's t-shirt was tightly clutched by fang shang. fang shan pushed ah ming to the wall of the entrance. he pressed him down and growled at him, " you know that you are my closest brother in this world, but you are so cruel as to watch me embarrass myself in front of you! you don't even want to tell me ..."
fang shan was so excited that he spat saliva on ah ming's face.
at the same time, his own face was also covered with tears.
ah ming looked at fang shan's teary eyes and his heart ached. "don't cry, it's my fault." he reached out to wipe fang shan's tears, but fang shan smacked it away.
"who the f * ck wants you to wipe!"
fang shan cursed angrily and closed the door behind him. without ah ming's invitation, he walked into the house and sat down on the old sofa in ah ming's house that had more than ten years of history.
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fang shan sat on the sofa and wiped his eyes, accompanied by the sound of sobbing.
ah ming leaned against the wall for a while before he slowly walked behind fang shan. a 'ming bowed and hugged fang shan's neck from behind. he rested his head on fang shan's head. "fang shan, don't cry."
"who's crying?" fang shan cried and yelled at him.
ah ming didn't say anything and just hugged him.
fang shan sobbed for a long time before he gradually calmed down.
seeing that his eyes were swollen, ah ming said hurriedly, " i'll go get you a basin of water. you can wash your face. " there were a few streaks of tears on fang shan's face. some were dry and some were new. it was funny.
fang shan did not reply.
ah ming took the liberty to bring a basin of water.
he wrung the towel dry and handed it to fang shan.
fang shan took the towel, unrolled it roughly, and placed the entire towel on his face. he leaned his head on the sofa and covered his eyes with a warm towel. his eyelids didn't hurt as much anymore.
ah ming removed the towel from fang shan's face. he held the towel and looked down at the handsome face with his eyes closed. although ah ming's body was bony, he had a very handsome face.
after ah ming graduated from junior high school, he was directly promoted to the metaphysics club of binjiang university. after graduation, he also received a diploma from binjiang university. in school, his face always attracted the girls 'love, but his left leg always made people feel sorry for it.
ah ming used to think that he was very good-looking, but when he saw fang shan, he knew that he was not the most good-looking.
fang shan was so good-looking, and his skin was much better than his. ah ming's face still had a few small black moles, but fang shan's face was clean and he looked more delicate than ah ming.
fang shan suddenly opened his eyes and saw ah ming sizing him up. he was still angry and shouted, " what are you looking at! you all look the same. do you not have what i have?"
a ming was stunned.
he placed the towel back into the basin and carried it into the bathroom. after he came back, he sat opposite fang shan and suddenly said, " you were so good to me before, but you're suddenly so fierce. you really do hate me. "
a 'ming tilted his head, his whole body exuding a sorrowful aura.
fang shan looked at him and felt bad. " i don't hate you ... " fang shan's explanation sounded dry and a little stiff.
when these words fell into ah ming's ears, he seemed a little unwilling.
ah ming didn't say anything. he took off his shoes, placed his legs on the sofa, and crossed them. fang shan saw that he was angry and felt helpless. he really didn't hate him. he was fierce to him because he was angry.
he was angry that ah ming had recognized him long ago, but he had not acknowledged him.
fang shan wanted to apologize, but he had no experience with brothers. he didn't know how to start.
the two of them sat facing each other awkwardly. the host didn't greet the guest, and the guest didn't have the slightest bit of restraint that a guest should have. fang shan suddenly stood up and ah ming raised his head.
"are you leaving?" although he was still angry, ah ming was still reluctant to let fang shan leave.
fang shan looked down at him and said, " you can't bear to? "
ah ming nodded and admitted frankly, " i can't bear to. "
fang shan was rendered speechless by his straightforwardness. after a while, fang shan rubbed his nose and said uncomfortably, " i want to go to the toilet. "
"that way." ah ming pointed at the toilet.
fang shan quickly walked into the toilet.
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