Attack And Occupy - Chap 469
The young man’s face paused slightly, and after two seconds he said, “Then don’t tell him.”
At the age of a child after all, it is easy to be tempted by snacks.
It can be seen that Han Yu’s face showed a bit of loneliness when the young man left his side. He was playing with the pencil on the desk. Because of what happened today, the children were afraid of getting close to him.
The young man thought he could hold back, and he would not expect anything more. He just wanted to see Han Yu from a distance, and did not dare to get too close.
…He was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to bear it anymore.
He should have died in a pool of blood four years ago. He felt the blood draining out of his body. At that moment, he was extremely frightened. He moved slowly from the living room to the bedroom. After getting the phone, he thought about making a call. To the man, he held on for his last breath, only to be hung up on the phone. He knew that the man didn’t care about his life or death, but after all, he was pregnant with the other person’s child.
Until a few days ago, the man was still angry with him because of Lu Yue’s matter.
His biggest wish before was to see a man every day, but later it became his nightmare, just because he was so humble that he deserved to bear the injustice and torture that the man gave him.
He knew all this.
He never thought that he would wake up again. The moment his consciousness dissipated, he thought that he could finally forget Han Chen completely and no longer had to feel sad because of this person.
Almost all the pain he endured came from the man he had admired for more than ten years.
So he deserved not to get a single word of concern from the man until the last second of his life.
When he woke up, he was lying on the hard bed board in the rental house, the doors and windows were closed, and a pot of extinguished charcoal was burning in the room. He opened his weight-bearing eyelids, and the memories in his mind surged like a flood. He shouted Cen Su, because he was broken up with, he couldn’t think about it and committed suicide.
Cen Su was an orphan, without a father or mother. There was another person who grew up with him in the orphanage. Cen Su went out to earn money and work very early because he had to pay tuition for that person. Every time, the other person would give him a fantasy about the future. The appearance of life coaxed him around. In so many years, Cen Su had hardly bought a few new clothes. He spent all the money on that person. After the other person graduated from college, he got the sentence that it was not suitable for the two of them to be together. A man cannot have a future.
These experiences were inexplicably similar to his.
They died on the same day and at the same time, so that he invaded Cen Su’s body by mistake.
He is no longer sick and weak, and he no longer hurts for a long time just because of a small wound. Yu Jian was cremated into ashes four years ago. He is a different person now, and he will never be with Han Chen again. There is nothing involved.
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Don’t give your recommendation votes to this book. Give them to “Humble Lover” instead! ! There are many recommendations for the new article, so I will consider updating the older article! Today I arched my back to my waist and cried in pain… It took me a while to type out the words, and the update is a little late, so it’s still okay.
Chapter 350 Ning Xiuyuan couldn’t enter the room today either
Ever since he married Ning Xiuyuan, Qiao Yuan felt that this person was extremely thick-skinned.
He was sitting on the sofa in the living room, flipping through a financial magazine. Ning Mo put down the Thomas the Tank Engine, grunted and picked up his trouser legs, complaining, “Dad… bullying the baby.”
Yesterday, Ning Xiuyuan took Ning Mo out to play. He saw someone blowing bubbles in the park. Ning Mo turned his head and looked at it eagerly. Ning Xiuyuan also bought one for Ning Mo.
The novelty of a child comes and goes quickly. On Sunday, the whole family of four was at home. In the afternoon, Ning Xinyu drank goat milk and fell asleep. Ning Mo was playing by himself with great energy. Ning Xiuyuan Not daring to hinder the real owner, he walked towards Ning Mo and blew colorful bubbles all over Ning Mo’s body.
Ning Mo wore a milky white T-shirt, and several bubbles on his body burst, leaving only one stubborn one that bounced twice on his shoulder.
Any water stains on white clothes will be particularly obvious. Ning Mo looked down and saw a small patch of wet here and there on his clothes, and immediately felt like he was a dirty baby.
He is four years old this year and is in the morning class in kindergarten. He already knows the importance of image. There are many little girls in the class who like to play with him and often give him delicious food, but… he prefers to be with his brother in the senior class. Play.
But…my brother will go to elementary school in half a year. Ning Mo was depressed and sad for a long time. Ning Xiuyuan bought a lot of strawberries at home that day.
Here, he was stunned and didn’t eat any of it.
Qiao Yuan put down the magazine in his hand, looked up and saw the man holding a bubble bottle in his hand who was extremely inconsistent with his image and temperament.
Qiao Yuan said, “Can you stop making trouble?”
Ning Xiuyuan came forward feeling aggrieved, “I’m not making a fuss, I’m just playing with Xiao Mo. Besides, the child must be given enough fatherly love since he was a child.”
Ning Mo hummed next to him, and Ning Xiuyuan pretended to teach him a lesson, “I told you that you are no longer a three-year-old child, so don’t call yourself a baby. A man must be masculine and upright like his father. Understand. ?”
Ning Mo’s face was uglier than when he was crying. He rubbed Qiao Yuan’s body, as if whispering, “We don’t want dad anymore.”