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Chapter 195 Guilt

"On the way back, I never met anyone else."

Song Fuchang, who subconsciously touched his pocket and realized that he had forgotten to bring a cigarette because he changed into a suit this morning, sighed with regret, picked up the kettle and poured himself a glass of water.

“At that time, I wasn’t quite sure what I was going through, but I was scared and a little confused. After I ran away home, I didn’t tell my dad about Uncle Yuan in time. As a result, I heard about his disappearance that night.

"

As he spoke, he poured the water from the glass down his throat as if he were drinking, and pursed his lips tightly, as if he was venting something with rough movements.

"No kid, no matter how young, is a fool. After I learned about Uncle Yuan's accident, I thought the two people I saw that day might be bad guys. But when I wanted to tell my dad about it, I found that the bad guys were actually wearing

He put on a suit and turned into a lobbyist for a large group, wanting to acquire our island."

Recalling the confusion and helplessness he felt when he saw that scene, Song Fuchang's voice was a little weak, and even contained a hint of disgust for himself.

"No one will believe me. If you speak rashly in that situation, not only will you not be able to help, but you will only get burned."

Therefore, at a young age, he gave in and retreated under the instinct of a small animal to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

I watched Uncle Yuan being classified as a missing person, and I watched Aunt Yuan and her daughter break down and cry. Until the end, they could not speak.

From then on, that figure from behind, the man who played the role of his most admired and respected guardian in his childhood, became Song Fuchang's lingering concern and nightmare for so many years.

He couldn't forget what happened.

Especially after he grew up and became sensible, Song Fuchang would always dream about the scenes of Aunt Yuan and Yuan Jinxin, mother and daughter, struggling to survive and waiting for the whereabouts of their husband and father.

That heart-wrenching guilt almost pushed him into the abyss of self-destruction.

"That was the last time I saw Uncle Yuan." Reluctantly regaining his emotions, Song Fuchang cheered up and said to Su Mu, "It's not even a meeting, I just caught a glimpse of his back."

"As you know, he disappeared for many years and there was no news again. The people on the island tried to search for a while and gave up one after another. Later, even Aunt Yuan and her daughter left the island, and there was no trace of him.

News.”

"Actually, I have been asking a lot about the whereabouts of Aunt Yuan and her daughter over the years, always thinking that I would tell them the truth of the matter no matter what, but every time I got some news, I would shrink back and feel that nothing should be done.

"

He laughed to himself.

"This person just grows up and worries more and more. I thought that I couldn't let my benefactor become a missing person for no reason, and I was also worried that if I told the story, my family and even Aunt Yuan and the others would be affected, so I
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