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    Jiang Wan restrained herself for a long time before forcing back the heat in her eyes.

    She walked in and looked at the glass jars.

    The vegetables inside are growing very well, and every leaf seems to be full of water, full of vitality and green.

    She probably knew what Wen Jin’s parents did.

    Institute, Professor.

    “Are they busy at work?” she asked.

    Wen Jin stared at the glass jar in front of him with a calm gaze, “Come back two or three times a week.”

    Come back two or three times a week?

    Jiang Wan was stunned.

    So, Wen Jin was left alone at home since he was a child?

    “Were you alone when you were a child?” Jiang Wan asked.

    Wen Jin shook his head, “There is a tutor and a housekeeping aunt.”

    Jiang Wan noticed that he did not mention his parents.

    “They thought I had a talent for scientific research and hired a tutor to guide me in scientific research since I was a child.” Wen Jin lowered his eyes and glanced at the vegetables in the transparent glass tank. “When I was five years old, I cultivated the first batch of organic vegetables.”

    His voice was low and without much emotion, “For the purpose of testing, the people who developed it will be the first batch of testers.”

    Jiang Wan’s heart trembled when she heard this, “So, you ate all the vegetables you cultivated?”

    “Yeah.”

    Jiang Wan thought that he would vomit after eating a little food, and her eyes immediately turned red, “What then?”

    Wen Jin glanced at the chandelier above his head, “Later, they took me to see a psychiatrist and didn’t allow me to move around at night. Every night at ten o’clock, all the lights were turned off.”

    Jiang Wan guessed that his parents should have discovered his sleepwalking at this time.

    “Later, when they sent me to school, they discovered that I was different from normal children.” When Wen Jin talked about this, his face was a little confused. “They thought it was normal to cry, laugh, and make trouble. I couldn’t learn it, and I couldn’t cry.”

    Jiang Wan bit her lip to prevent tears from falling, “Then what?”

    “Then they sent me back and I’ve been homeschooling since that day.”

    “You’ve been at home?” Jiang Wan turned her back and hurriedly wiped away her tears, her voice already nasal, “Isn’t there anyone to play with you? Are you alone?”

    “It was there at first, but not later.”

    Jiang Wan no longer asked why, she probably guessed it.

    Either because he scared them by sleepwalking, or because of something else, in short, he experienced being abandoned several times.

    Finally he was the only one left.

    Wen Jin walked to the refrigerator, opened it gently, and looked down at the floor.

    “In the evening, I sit here and play chess.”

    He was talking about the nights when his parents turned off the lights.

    Jiang Wan covered her mouth, tears falling down.

    She bit her lip and tried to control her voice, “Why?”

    “It’s too quiet, there is no one.” Wen Jin looked at the floor and said in a low voice, “When I play chess, I will be quiet and not think so much.”

    Jiang Wan could no longer control herself and rushed forward to hug his waist.

    “I will stay with you from now on.” She choked and said, “I will stay with you.”

    Wen Jin looked down at her, “Why are you crying again? Didn’t I tell you that you wouldn’t cry after reading it?”

    Jiang Wan burst into tears when she heard him ask this.

    Wen Jin touched the chocolate, peeled it off and handed it to her mouth, “Eat one and stop crying.”

    “Wen Jin…wuwuwu…” Jiang Wan hugged his neck and cried, “I don’t want to eat…I don’t want to eat…”

    She cried so much that her face was filled with tears, her chest was heaving up and down, and she was breathing heavily.

    “Jiang Wan.” Wen Jin stretched out his fingertips to wipe her tears, “If you cry like this, I will react.”

    Jiang Wan: “…”

    Her tears stopped quickly.

    “I don’t want to do it here.” He held her in his arms and asked seriously, “Can you go back to the hotel and cry again?”

    Jiang Wan: “…”

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