Yang Feipeng was in tears, and his thin face had become inhuman-like in just a few days.

Nanyue was startled by the guilt that welled up in her heart, she was extremely surprised, and her eyes were flustered. Maybe she was a little impulsive at the time.

Although she felt extremely happy when she did it, she was shocked and uncomfortable to see an elderly middle-aged man like Yang Feipeng crying like a child in front of her.

She knew the sin was great, and she knew that the damage was irreparable. What can she do?

"Mr. Yang, please mourn." Nanyue said.

Yang Feipeng raised his wet face and looked at Nanyue, his eyes were full of red bloodshots. He looked at Nanyue for a long time before saying, "Do you think I can mourn?" ”

That's a problem. What if the same thing happened to Nanyue herself? She certainly couldn't understand it. Because she had never had the opportunity to experience what it's like to be a parent.

However, she could see from Yang Feipeng's current appearance that it must be very painful.

She originally thought that she was eliminating harm for the people, but now it seems that it is obviously wrong. She harmed the innocent at the same time.

What's wrong with Yang Feipeng?

"It's me, it's wrong." Yang Feipeng cried, "If I discipline him well, he won't fool around with those little gangsters, now it's okay, the root of his life is gone, and it's broken." ”

"That's a great calamity, if you don't die, there will be blessings, and I think the blessings will definitely come." This is the only comfort Nanyue can think of.

"Nope." Yang Feipeng said, "That's self-inflicted, and you can't live." If he was a good person, how could he get acquainted with such a bunch of fox friends and dogs? It's my fault that I didn't raise my godfather. ”

These words stung Nanyue. Of course, she is not the kind of sentimental woman, but in the face of such a disgraced father, she will inevitably blame herself a little.

Perhaps there is a more effective way to deal with the world than violence.

Have it? Nobody knows.

Nanyue said, "I'll drive you back." ”

Yang Feipeng waved his hand: "No, no, no, I'll go to the hospital later." ”

"Hospital?"

"That's right, all the children who self-harmed were sent to the People's Hospital, although it was late, but fortunately, everyone's love was restored." Yang Feipeng took another sip violently.

"But how are you going to the hospital now?"

"It doesn't matter. I'll just take a break. ”

"I'll send you there. You drank alcohol. Nanyue insisted. She wanted to see what had happened to the young people she had mutilated.

"Miss Nanyue. You're such a nice guy. Yang Feipeng looked at her with a little gratitude. This was a bit of a surprise to Nanyue.

"Thanks for the compliment." Nanyue said, "I'm glad I'm a good person. ”

"I'm serious." Yang Feipeng said, "I really think you are a good person. ”

"Well, I'm glad you complimented me like that." Nanyue brought a menu from the adjacent table. "Let's have a bite to eat and go. You're getting a little drunk right now. ”

"Okay." Yang Feipeng did not refrain this time. "What should I eat? I want something spicy. ”

"Why? Can you still eat spicy food after you've already drunk alcohol? ”

"Of course, if I can't help crying later, I can say that the pepper is too spicy."

"Good idea. Then eat something spicy. Nanyue beckoned to the waiter, and then ordered a few spicy dishes.

After eating, Nanyue sent Yang Feipeng to the hospital. In a single room, Nanyue met the yellow-haired boy.

That's right, it's the yellow-haired boy.

He looked much thinner when he was in the country that day, and he was lifeless. His eyes were dull and his whole body was stiff. To say that he is like a human being is not so much like a corpse with life characteristics and open eyes.

A woman sits on the edge of the bed in a daze.

She wears a pair of black slacks and a loose beige shirt. Her hair was curly and thick, casually draped over her shoulders.

Seeing Yang Feipeng and Nanyue coming in, she hurriedly got up. The body size is much stronger than Yang Feipeng.

"This is the owner of the Kishira Hotel, I just had some drink, and she sent me here." Yang Feipeng introduces Nanyue to the woman.

Then he said to Nanyue: "This is my wife Feng Yu." ”

"Hello." Nanyue nodded.

"Hello." Feng Yu also responded politely. She tried to ignore Nanyue's beauty, but her eyes couldn't help but look at the woman in front of her.

What a stunning face, a good pair of plump breasts

"How is Yang Ran?" Yang Feipeng walked to the hospital bed and looked at the yellow-haired boy lovingly.

"It's still the same." Feng Yu assessed the current situation of his son Yang Ran, "Although it is calm, it is so calm that it is worrying. ”

"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Yang Feipeng said.

Feng Yu cried softly, for her, her son was her life.

"Don't cry all day." Seeing his wife crying, Yang Feipeng couldn't help but feel disgusted. He said angrily: "My son is not dead yet, why are you crying?" How frustrating. ”

"Why do you talk like that?" Feng Yu was already uncomfortable in her heart, and now she was also annoyed when she heard her husband reprimand her like this.

"Something like this happened to my son, do I still have to laugh?" Feng Yu said, "If you have the ability, go and arrest the murderer, don't show off with me here." ”

"My son said it himself, it was their collective self-harm, where did the murderer come from?" Yang Feipeng shouted.

"Nope." Feng Yu was very resolute, "Someone must have instructed them to do this, otherwise they would have been drugged." I don't believe my son would do such a stupid thing. ”

Yang Feipeng let out a long breath. He knew it was foolish to get entangled with a woman who had lost his mind, so he didn't want to argue with his wife anymore.

Nanyue stood at the door a little bit and didn't move. It's not to go, it's not to stay, and the situation is very embarrassing.

Yang Feipeng turned his head and looked at Nanyue very apologetically: "Miss Nanyue, I made you laugh." ”

Nanyue smiled and shook her head: "It's okay, I can understand your feelings." ”

She didn't really understand. Because the hearts of the two are even more sad than they seem. Nanyue, who has never been a parent, can only see their superficial pain, but she can't empathize with their state of mind.

She regretted that she could not help a little.

"I don't know where Miss Nanyue is from." Feng Yu suddenly asked stiffly, his eyes still staring at his son.

Nanyue replied, "I am currently living in Kishira Town. ”

"I'm not asking about that." Feng Yu said, "I asked Miss Nanyue's ancestral hometown. ”

"If you want to ask about my ancestral hometown, I think my ancestral home should be in Beijing, but since my grandfather's grandfather, our family has been constantly moving, for business, you know."

That's a pretty answer. Nanyue was a little proud. (To be continued.) )