Chapter 332: Silence, My Stomach Hurts 1
In the past four years, I have no regrets. You will meet a lot of people in the future, you will meet the girl you like, and you will have your own family. Do you want me to watch you fall in love and get married? It's not fair, it's tormenting for me. He spoke lightly.
Silence is not afraid of the pressure of the family elders, he is only afraid of the rejection of Mr. Shan.
The silent heart is very small, and it can only accommodate a mountain president.
Having foreseen the scenery of the future, he might as well stop thinking early.
Give up as soon as possible, maybe your heart won't be so uncomfortable.
Mr. Shan hung his head, curling small yellow hair on his forehead, hiding the vague emotions in his eyes.
"Knock knock~"
There was a knock on the door of the room, breaking the solemn and awkward atmosphere of the room.
Lan Fenyun changed into a gorgeous dress, with delicate and glamorous makeup on her face, and a rose seemed to walk in, and when she saw Mr. Shan, she immediately smiled.
Silence hid the emotions in his eyes, looked up and asked, "Mom, are you looking for something with us?" ”
Lan Fenyun looked at Mr. Shan and smiled shyly: "Ouch, it's the new season of Glory of Kings, son, do you want to help me score points, set a small goal first, and go to Xingyao." ”
Silent:...
Lan Fenyun took out a stack of photo photos from his cuffs, and handed them to Mr. Shan with a smile: "Mr. Xiaoshan, I am a member of your Luochuan Province Shanjia Army, do you want to sign for me?" ”
Mr. Shan: ...
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Autumn in Nakcheon province is getting cooler.
Jinwu Airport is sparsely populated, planes outside the glass walls take off and fall, and the sky is gray.
No matter how much Yama resisted, silence still forcefully brought him to the airport.
Silence handed the newly bought coat to Mr. Shan and instructed: "Put it on first, the golden crow is not as cold as the southern city, autumn is as cold as winter." ”
Mr. Shan accompanied Xiaojun's face, didn't answer, stared coldly at the silent eyes, and asked again word by word: "Silence, you really don't go back with me?" ”
The silence was gloomy: "Father has already arranged it, and I will go directly to the army in three days." ”
Mr. Shan suddenly pulled the coat, crumpled it into a mess, and stuffed it into his silent arms in a huff.
He whispered and begged him to go back, this guy with no brains!
Maybe he didn't eat breakfast in the morning, and Mr. Shan's stomach suddenly hurt like a pinprick.
Mr. Shan curled up and bent over, covering his chest and abdomen with his hands, and his handsome face wrinkled into a ball because of pain.
Silence hurriedly grabbed his arm: "Stomach hurt? I'll take you to get something to eat. ”
Mr. Shan was inexplicably angry in his heart, covering his stomach with one hand, and shaking off his silent hand: "Don't, even if I don't eat or sleep every day in the future, it has nothing to do with you!" ”
Silence looked at him deeply: "Xiaoshan..."
Shan always didn't look at his face, turned around and put on his black backpack, and ran towards the airport ticket gate without looking back.
Silent subconsciously wanted to hold him, but unfortunately Mr. Shan was angry, ran fast, and his figure disappeared into the cold ticket gate.
The corners of Silence's lips hooked, laughing at himself, and the cold and tall figure slowly left the airport.
Back and forth,
It's just his dream.
Soon after, a direct plane to Nandu set sail and plunged into the gray sky.
Mr. Shan kept a straight face all the way, did not wear a black mask, and sat in the cabin seat sulking.
Many young passengers on the plane recognized him, whispered, and a few dared to sign a group photo, but Shan always felt upset and simply closed his eyes and slept.
As soon as he closed his eyes, a silent and cold shadow appeared in front of him, which disturbed his heart, and his stomach began to twitch again.