The Male Main’s Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me

Zheng Qianyang saw the change in Huo Chenhuan's expression in his eyes, feeling relieved at the same time.

After Huo Chenhuan's parents died, his only relative in this world was Huo Chenhuan.

Originally, the two depended on each other as relatives, but now Huo Chenhuan has his own happy little family, but he is still alone, Zheng Qianyang will inevitably have such a little loneliness.

As if seeing Zheng Qianyang's inadvertent fragility, Huo Chenhuan was stunned, and suddenly realized that this man he had admired and resented was not young anymore.

Years have never treated the person in front of him preferentially. His temples have been stained with frost, and the corners of his eyes have a lot of wrinkles from the vicissitudes of life.

Maybe in a few years, the straight back of the person in front of you will gradually rickety, and the mind will gradually become blurred.

He will remember some people, but more will forget some people.

Realizing this, Huo Chenhuan suddenly felt that many things were not so important.

"Sorry."

If I still held it in my mouth the day before, I couldn't say anything, but I realized it was not as difficult as I imagined.

Zheng Qianyang was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what Huo Chenhuan had said, his eyes widened suddenly: "You..."

Some words just say the first sentence, and the rest is much simpler.

"When my parents had an accident, I lost control of my emotions and made trouble unreasonably. I blamed their death on you. I was wrong."

Zheng Qianyang's heart jumped, and he subconsciously shouted, "Dust..."

"My parents' deaths are either accidents or man-made. It is not you who hurt them, and it is not you who need to pay for the atonement."

Zheng Qianyang was completely confused. He hoped that he could restore the previous relationship with Huo Chenhuan and become family again, but he was also afraid that all this was just a dream of his own wishful thinking.

It took him a while to finally find his own voice, and said with difficulty, "Do you really think that? You know, your parents are probably because of me..."

Huo Chenhuan watched Zheng Qianyang for a long time, and sighed softly: "I thought about it for a long time. If my parents knew that they died because of you, would they blame you?"

Zheng Qianyang's body became stiff, and his face turned pale.

"will not."

"what?"

"The answer is no." Huo Chenhuan said with great certainty, "Even if they know that their deaths may be related to you, even if they know that those who harmed them may be your enemies, they will not blame you. In that case, I have What qualifications blame you?"

"No, you are qualified." Zheng Qianyang's eyes were red, and he shook his head. "It was I who caused you to lose your parents. You are more qualified to blame me than anyone else."

Huo Chenhuan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a touch of relief in his eyes: "Say, don't punish yourself for the sins of others, because that will only make those who love you sad and make those who hurt you happy. I am and so are you."

Of course Zheng Qianyang knows this, but sometimes it is easy for people to walk into a dead end.

Huo Chenhuan's disgusting gaze had already become his devil for many years. He would even wake up suddenly when he dreamed back in the middle of the night. After that, he couldn't sleep anymore and sat withered until dawn.

He wanted to come back, but he dared not come back, for fear that he would look at his nephew with hatred again.

But now, this nephew, who he owed a lot to himself, told him that all this was not his fault, and he hadn't blamed him for a long time.

Zheng Qianyang wanted to laugh, but before the smile rose, his eyes were already red.