Shan always thought: the aunt will take good care of her son, not like him, who can't even clean up herself.

I leaned on the window and watched for a while, my feet and necks were sore, and Mr. Shan was reluctant to leave.

Luo Zhen walked into the monitoring room, and at a glance, he saw Mr. Shan peeking out of the glass window.

Luo Zhen grimaced, walked to the window, and snapped the curtain shut.

This time, the mountain can no longer see the silence...

Mr. Shan rubbed his sour eyes, slowly moved away, and looked like a homeless puppy.

Mr. Shan knew very well that Luo Zhen was still unwilling to accept him.

In this society, the feelings between men are not yet accepted.

There is no guarantee of marriage, and there is no legal guarantee, and the relationship between the two can only be maintained by affection.

Now he is silent and unconscious, and the emotional burden is all on Mr. Shan's shoulders.

It's heavy, and people can't stand up straight.

......

"Why are you locking the door and pulling the curtains again!" Lan Fenyun glared at her husband angrily.

Luo Zhen sat down next to his wife on crutches: "I don't like that kid!" ”

Lan Fenyun sighed, and his tone was helpless: "Look at Mr. Shan, when has it been pleasing to the eye." Our sons are human beings, but other people's sons are not human beings? Maybe Mr. Shan's parents have also done a lot of ideological struggles after accepting our son. ”

"Then take a step back and divide it directly." Luo Zhen snorted angrily.

I knew that back then, I would have sent silence directly into the army.

It's better than staying by Mr. Shan's side.

At least not in a hospital bed, as it is now.

Lan Fenyun frowned: "Don't talk nonsense, I think Mr. Shan, this kid is very good." ”

Luo Zhen: "What's the use! Can't give our Luo family a successor! Leave this alone, I've got an idea! ”

If it weren't for the silence lying next to her, Lan Fenyun would definitely have a quarrel with her husband.

What age is this, ya!

There was no way, Lan Fenyun had to scold in a low voice: "I knew that I wouldn't have married you old antique in the first place!" ”

Luo Zhen didn't speak, pinched the crutches in his hand, looked at the ring on the silent ring finger, pondering...

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The fall season starts on September 15, and WD still has a month to prepare.

Now, everyone is getting together to discuss the run-in tactics.

Mr. Yama returned to the WD team and drilled into the training room.

The fat man put down the chicken leg and said in surprise: "You're back so soon?" I thought you were going to stay in the hospital tonight. ”

Mr. Shan lay on the table in a suffrage, sullen: "Uncle didn't let me in, locked the door, closed the window..."

There was a moment of silence in the training room.

The character of the silent father is very clear to everyone.

"Lock the door and close the window, it's too much." immediately said stupidly, patting Mr. Shan's shoulder, "Let's find a way to separate them next time." ”

The mountain was silent, and the small yellow curly hair hung softly on his forehead, unhappy.

Everyone tacitly agreed, and they didn't mention silence in front of Mr. Shan.

The training continued, and outside the window, it was getting late, and the city was slowly covered with a thick layer of darkness.

At night, Shan always lay on the big bed, holding the quilt and turning over and over and couldn't sleep.

Every night when silence is absent, Shan always falls asleep late. Habits are a terrible thing, and they are integrated into every corner of your life.

In a daze, Mr. Shan's mobile phone rang.

Caller's Note: [Silent Father (Be Vigilant for the Number One Danger)]

Mr. Shan immediately sat up from the bed, took a deep breath, and then pressed the call button.

"Hello, uncle?"

"Cafe at 205 West Street, let's meet."