Chapter 793
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"Old Liang," Ji Shiting suddenly said. "Is your surname really Liang?"
Old Liang paused for a bit and said, "Of course."
"Then, what's your full name?"
"I don't remember."
"Really?" Ji Shiting suddenly smiled. "Then, do you have any impression of the name Ji Ziliang?"
Old Liang's hands trembled. He looked up at him and then lowered his head. "No impression."
"I didn't have time to jump out of the car that day, and I fell off the bridge with the car. I thought I could escape, but the huge impact made me faint. If it weren't for you, I would've been dead. "Ji Shiting smiled." I've never thanked you properly. "
"No need." Old Liang turned around and left with the food box.
"Although half of your face is ruined, I thought you looked familiar the first time I saw you," Ji Shiting said word by word. "Besides, don't you think our eyes look alike?" Ji Shiting said word by word.
The only intact part of Old Liang's face was his eyes.
Ji Shiting had heard his grandpa say that his eyes were the most similar to his father's. Besides, he had seen Ji Ziliang's photos when he was young. They had the same deep eyes, but Ji Ziliang gave people the feeling that he was melancholic and affectionate, and he didn't inherit his father's temperament.
Ji Shiting clearly remembered the joy and relief in Old Liang's eyes when he woke up from his coma.
Whether it was the familiar facial features or the emotions revealed in those eyes, they all pointed to one person.
After spending some time with him, he was more and more certain of that guess.
Old Liang stopped in his tracks.
"You must be joking, Mr. Ji." His voice was rough. "Why do I look like you?"
"Then let me put it another way." Ji Shiting stared at him. "You look very much like my father who died young."
"Whatever you say." Old Liang didn't refute. "The food is getting cold. Eat early."
However, Ji Shiting flipped the bowl and said calmly, "I won't eat it. Unless you tell me the truth. "
"Teacher Ji, are you going on a hunger strike?" His cheeks twitched, and he looked slightly angry.
"You spent so much effort to save me. You won't just watch me die," Ji Shiting said calmly. "Of course, maybe you don't care. That'll make things easier."
Old Liang could not help but raise his head and glare at him.
However, when he met the man's calm and deep eyes, he could not help but look away.
"Teacher Ji, we mean no harm. But now is not a good time for you to go back. "
"If I let others know that I'm still alive, am I the one who's going to be in trouble, or are you the ones?" "If I'm not wrong, you're hired by someone. Maybe it's Jing Zhiyuan, or maybe it's someone else. That's why you were the ones who tampered with my car. That way, you could decide when the car would lose control and save me by chance. As for the reason … If you are who I think you are, the reason is readily available. A father doesn't want to watch his son die, and he doesn't want to implicate the people around him, so he did this. "
Old Liang paused and met his eyes again. This time, he didn't run away.
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