"Huai Yi ......" Cheng Xue was slightly stunned, and then patted his back with her hand, "What happened?"

He was silent for a long time before replying, "If I said that I would be sad for my father's indifference, would you laugh at me?"

Cheng Xue hugged him gently: "I will only feel sorry for you, and besides, I am glad that you said such things to me, because in this way you and I are closer." ”

"Actually, I'm jealous of Fu Linyuan, very jealous of him. His old cold voice took on a rare weakness.

"When he was injured when he was a child, his father always bandaged him personally, and when his aunt beat Fu Linyuan, his father would stop him. I ......"

Even when he was in the prison of the rebels and worried about his life, he did not show the slightest weakness, but it was

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