C275 The Reason to Live on

Ou Jingfeng remained calm and ignored the voice in his mind. He could control everything in the past, but now he could. He had to believe that he wasn't a burden to everyone, nor was he a disgrace to the Ou family.

Even if his body was not in good condition and his ability was not high, but...

At this moment, the sound of knocking came from outside.

Ou Jingfeng got off the bed and wanted to open the door.

"Ou Jingfeng, if your family sees your ugly behavior... Do you think they'll be sad? "The voice in his head said in an evil tone," Your mother often cries by the side, and she even cried last night... You secretly saw it, didn't you? "

Yes, last night, he accidentally overheard his parents' conversation. His mother said she was sorry for his father, and she was also sorry for him, saying that she was an incompetent wife... She was not worthy of being a mother, and she let her father hit him. Her father, Ou Yunjue, only gently hugged her in his arms.

"If you die, your parents will be very sad, but at least they will be free. They will not be tortured like this anymore."

Ou Jingfeng ignored the voice. He organized his emotions and reached out to open the door.

At the door was Ou Jingfeng's mother, Yi Fu.

"Good morning, Mom." Ou Jingfeng smiled gently as if nothing had happened.

"Feng, did I disturb your rest?" Yi Fu smiled and looked at her son.

"Look, Ou Jingfeng, she is your mother. Look how careful she is when she speaks to you. It is all because your body is too weak that she is so careful about everything." The voice in his brain said evilly.

Ou Jingfeng ignored those words and looked at Yi Fu with a smile. "No, I have already woken up. Besides, it's getting late now. I should get up now, right?"

"Don't you young people like to stay in bed?" Yi Fu smiled. "Anyway, you are on vacation. It doesn't matter if you sleep until noon. However, breakfast still needs to be eaten."

Yi Fu held a bowl of porridge in her hand. "Come, son. Drink the porridge. Your father made it."

Ou Jingfeng reached out his hand to receive it.

"They are taking care of you like they are taking care of a child. Ou Jingfeng, don't you feel ashamed?" The voice in his head suddenly scolded him.

Ou Jingfeng shook his head and his hand trembled. He had already taken the porridge in his hand and accidentally dropped it on the ground.

Bang!

The bowl was broken and the carefully brewed porridge was sprinkled on the ground.

"Feng?" Yi Fu did not care about the mess on the ground and immediately looked at her son. "What happened to you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm fine." Ou Jingfeng smiled as if nothing had happened. "It was just a slip of my hand. Did I scare you?" As he spoke, Ou Jingfeng bent down to pick up the fragments on the ground.

"Why are you sweating so much?" Yi Fu squatted on the ground to wipe his sweat. "Did something happen?"

"I really didn't." Ou Jingfeng smiled. "I just had a dream. Mom, I am not a child anymore. Don't be so careful with me. I am really fine."

Yi Fu's eyes were a little red. She forced a smile. "Don't pick up these fragments. They will hurt you. I will go and take some things to sweep them." After saying that, she turned around and walked out.

He made his mother sad again.

Ou Jingfeng stood where he was.

"So, what are you doing living in this world?" The voice in his head started to play tricks again. "The woman you like doesn't like you. To him, you... You're just a burden, to your family, you're a pain that they can't ignore. To your brother, you are a stumbling block, even if he lets you go... That's just guilt."

Ou Jingfeng listened to the voice in his head and turned his head to look out the window.

The bright sunlight seemed to have nothing to do with him...

No, he could not think that way. He could not be fooled!

"Ou Jingfeng, what are you still struggling for? Do you have a reason to live?"

Reason?

He seems to... not have...

All these years, he was not by his parents' side, but his parents were still living very well. It wasn't much different from having a son. In the Interpol, there were also many people like him. It was enough for Ou family to have an outstanding person like Ou Jingyue to support them.

He was redundant.

His life was the burden of everyone.

There were many reasons to die. Then, what was the reason to live?

Ou Jingfeng sat by the bed and looked at the sunlight outside. He could not think of a reason why he was alive. Why did he have to endure the pain and live until now?

At this moment, the door of the room was opened.

It was Ou Yunjue.

"Stinking brat, you don't even know how to clean your own bowl. Do you really think you are a three-year-old child?" Ou Yunjue's voice carried a scolding tone. He took the opportunity to throw the rag at him. "Wipe the floor clean!"

Ou Jingfeng took it, smiled, and squatted on the floor.

"You have something on your mind?" Ou Yunjue asked as he picked up the fragments on the ground.

"No," Ou Jingfeng said softly. He wanted to say something, but he changed his tone. "Dad, do we have porridge in the morning?"

"What?"

"___ asked. Your salary is so high, and you have the dividends from the Ou's's shares. You are not so stingy, are you? Just a bowl of porridge in the morning? "

"Stinking brat!" Ou Yunjue raised his hand and hit his son's head.

It was not heavy.

"When Ziye makes porridge for me, he will bring some pickled vegetables. Just give me a bowl of porridge with nothing. How can I drink it?" Ou Jingfeng's voice carried a fake complaint.

"I woke up so early in the morning to make porridge. Not only are you not grateful, you also have an opinion?" Ou Yunjue pretended to be angry as he looked at his son. "Stinking brat, do you want to fight?"

"Dad, do you want to fight?"

"Yes!" Ou Yunjue's hands had been itching for a long time, but when he fought with his wife, he could only give in to his wife and not use his full strength.

"I don't want to," Ou Jingfeng smiled. "It's rare for me to rest for a few days, so I won't do anything. I really envy you guys. You can stay idle every day and do nothing."

"Stinking brat, are you mocking your father?" Ou Yunjue waved his fist and was about to hit him. "I've worked hard for half my life. What's wrong with being idle for a few days?"

Ou Jingfeng smiled. "That's why I envy you guys."

"You still dare to mock me?" Ou Yunjue stared at him and said, "Go and eat breakfast. After eating, we'll fight!"

"Dad, why are you like a child?" Ou Jingfeng laughed softly. "I'm not going to fight with you. If I win, you will lose face."

"Brat, you are getting more and more lawless."

Ou Jingfeng smiled. "Your lawless son might be leaving soon."

... "" Ou Yunjue was stunned for a moment.

"I have to go back to A City. Kono will not be honest. My brother is in Paris taking care of Qi. I have to go back and guard the company. Guard the house. " Ou Jingfeng smiled." After eliminating Kono, I will come here to disturb the two of you. "

Ou Yunjue looked at his son. He seemed to know that his son's words might not be completely true, but he still nodded in agreement.

"That's good too. I will pay attention to Kono's matter as well."

Ou Yunjue did not force his son's idea. He believed in his son's ability and believed that nothing would be difficult for him.