On the day I was released from prison, I had a flash marriage with the heir of a wealthy family.

"If my actions have caused you any misunderstanding, I apologize to you."

"But in my heart, I really just treat you as a sister and a friend."

"Zhan Yunting! Stop talking! You're not good at lying, you know?" Zhao Wanqin stood up suddenly, his eyes turning red unconsciously.

He was now like a copper wall. She thought she was almost able to break through this wall.

But after breaking it open, she found that what appeared in front of her was another wall that was more difficult to break open.

But this time, Zhan Yunting didn't argue with Zhao Wanqin, but suddenly grabbed a knife and fork beside him and stabbed his legs with great force.

"Yunting!" Zhao Wanqin wanted to stop him, but it was still a step too late.

The fork was stuck in his thigh.

Blood flowed out slowly and soon stained his light gray pants red.

Zhao Wanqin suddenly cried: "Zhan Yunting, what are you doing...why are you doing this..."

Zhan Yunting acted like a normal person, with a self-deprecating smile slowly forming on his lips.

"Did you see it? I am a useless person now. These legs...have no feeling at all."

"No matter what you do, it's unconscious."

"So, just listen to what those doctors said, as long as I hold on to hope, maybe I can see a miracle."

"Zhao Wanqin, don't waste your time on a useless person like me."

"If you come to me again... I may only be able to find one, and none of you can find my place to hide."

Zhao Wanqin's heart ached, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

In order to prevent her from coming to him again, he had done such cruel things to himself...

Zhao Wanqin knew that his words were definitely more than just words.

He will do what he says.

Zhan Yunting didn't say anything more, but slowly slid his wheelchair and left the wooden house.

He was groping in the dark while gliding his wheelchair.

Zhao Wanqin felt increasingly uncomfortable looking at him like this.

Unexpectedly, in just a few years, everything would be different from before.

……

In Qin Yan’s manor.

Qin Yan and Su Ning stood aside, watching Qin Yan's father Qin Wensheng holding a pillow and sitting quietly by the fountain pool.

He did nothing but sat quietly.

A few days had passed, but he was very wary of Qin Yan and Su Ning.

Seeing Qin Wensheng's condition, the doctor couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Qin, do you have any old photos from the past?"

"Old photos?" Qin Yan cast a questioning look at the doctor.

The doctor immediately gave an explanation: "Your father has been imprisoned for nearly twenty years, and his memories of these twenty years must be painful, but deep in his memory, he will definitely remember the good times."

"Get some old photos and let me see your father's reaction."

"Maybe this can stimulate your father's memory."

Hearing what the doctor said, Qin Yan immediately said: "I'm going to find the photos now!"

After a while, Qin Yan returned to the compound with old photos.

"Take the photo to your father. He seems to be the least defensive about you." The doctor quickly said again.

Qin Yan immediately complied.

He came to Qin Wensheng with the photo.

"Dad, let me show you some photos from our past. There are photos of you, me, my sister, and... family photos."

Qin Wensheng glanced at him timidly, but never dared to reach out and take the photo.