"I ...... I ......" This little boy also heard He Luo's words, and suddenly he couldn't say a word.

This He Luo's question is asking himself, and he can't help but feel a thick feeling, which can be said to be very strange.

It seems that no one has ever asked themselves well, that is, why has he grown so big, or has he always relied on his father's side?

looked at Wang Qingyun's back, he was also very tall, but if he really said it, why did he look like this?

"You have to think about it, do you say you have it? You are already sixteen years old, do you still think that your sixteen years old is still very young? Let me tell you! In this country, many people are still less than ten years old, and they have lost their parents, so can you tell me a good story, how can these people survive?" He Luo also said unceremoniously and directly.

Indeed, it is in this country, including the current continent, that I can say that there are many, many people who know happiness, and they are all very young at a very young age, and they have lost their parents and loved ones.

But they still survived completely, and they didn't go down because of the departure of their parents, they regrouped, and they directly developed the past in the direction of their new middle school.

And it is also a more important thing, that is, so many children on this continent are so ordinary that they are alive, so why can they grow up independently, but on the contrary, this Wang Xingyun is like this, even if it is directly like this?

This Wang Xingyun is like this, and there is really no difference or gap between him and a gnawing old clan.

I also suddenly felt a very strange feeling.

"You're sixteen years old, are you still going to be by your own father's side all day, are you going to leave, or whatever?" let me ask you, those hateful old men, do you want to be the kind of people they want?" He Luo roared loudly.

"I ......" The little boy was also scolded by He Luo's voice, and he suddenly asked, it can be said that his face was flushed, and he was slowly looking at his father with some peripheral vision from the corner of his eye.

Listening to He Luo's voice, it was like a knife, and when the words went straight into his heart, Wang Qingyun's heart could also be said to be very moving.

In his heart now, he is most concerned about and the most afraid and anxious, and he finally has to say it in this He Luo's mouth.

And I suddenly felt as if I had some epiphany.

I used to treat my precious son as a baby all along, but when I thought that this poor child might not have a mother, I always cared for him.

Take him with you when you are free, even when you are busy, and more importantly, you still take him with you when you are on a mission.

I originally thought that if I did it like this, I might be able to have a little compensation for this child, and this compensation is naturally that he has no mother since he was a child, but when he really wanted to come like this, he realized that he seemed to be wrong.

I care so much for this child, and more importantly, I can say that I love and care for this child so much, what is really to raise him into an existence that is directly frightened and stunned when I see strangers.

And it was at this time, when he suddenly saw some big scenes and occasions directly, that the little boy's heart directly exposed a lot of problems.

One of his loves over the years, in fact, is really doting on this little boy's body, which can be said to be a situation that is reflected at a glance.

"Don't be too nervous, you're still sixteen years old, although it sounds very small, but let me tell you the truth! You should have thought about your own growth, even if your father loves you a lot, but his figure is finally one day like a big tree slowly falling down, so you still have to think about yourself?" He Luo didn't care, he just told his heart directly.

This little boy was also told by He Luo again and again, and he actually cried directly and slowly.

"Don't cry!" He Luo threatened loudly.

But what I didn't expect was that this He Luo's words turned out to be such a powerful general feeling, and under this roar, it was directly scared of the little boy who couldn't say a word.

"I said are you a boy or a girl, let me ask you, is it easy for a boy to cry?" He Luo also spoke directly and angrily.

"As the saying goes, men bleed and sweat without tears, but I still haven't been able to say a few words, you just cried directly, can you really be called a man?" He Luo also said unceremoniously.

Sure enough, after He Luo's roar and a series of educations, the little boy suddenly stopped his tears, and suddenly there was no sound.

At this moment, it was not He Luo who scared the little boy by himself.