Chapter 1 My dad is vegetative
When Ye Sang was untied, his wrists and ankles were strangled with deep blood marks, and his skin was open, because of the roar all night, it was difficult for his throat to make human sounds, more like the gasps of a dying beast.
She collapsed on the ground like mud, gasping for breath as if she was about to die.
Qi She's appearance was much more relaxed than hers, "Figure it out, I'm also a victim." Even if it's your first time, there's no need to shout like this, it's okay that the master is rich and beautiful, where is it not worthy of an eighteenth-tier actor like you, I don't dislike you, you are still energetic! ”
Ye Sang's eyes were bloodshot, and he was resentful as if he wanted to kill.
"Don't look at me like that, the master will be responsible, make a price? If you don't be my person in the future, the master will never treat you badly, I don't believe you look at my ex-girlfriends, which one is not making a lot of money! ”
She didn't react, she stood up with difficulty on the legs of the bed, and because her legs were weak and fell hard, she didn't care if her forehead was bleeding from the bedside table.
is really worthy of being an actor, although he didn't speak, his dissatisfied emotions have been conveyed very well.
"Okay! You're tough, and you don't look at what age it is, you're still in this circle, what are you! It's a big deal, sir, I married you! ”
Ye Sang exuded a sense of anger all over her body, she casually picked up the glass ashtray on the table, and slammed it on Qi She's head, and immediately beat the person to the ground, and she herself fell out and fell to the ground.
Qi Shi covered his head, his hands were covered with blood, he had difficulty breathing, and his voice was soft, "Damn!" You're crazy! ”
Ye Sang laughed madly, his teeth were full of blood, and he didn't know if he bit his tongue or injured his internal organs.
She roared in a harsh voice, "What is it! It's a big deal, the old lady will pay for your life! Hahaha! ”
Eight years later, when Ye Yang was about to write an essay called "My Dad", he heard a bloody and brutal story that was inappropriate for children.
"So Mom killed Dad on impulse?" Ye Yang asked with big eyes in a daze.
Ah Sang didn't know who this child was with, obviously not like her violent temper, and not quite like the arrogant and annoying Qi Shi in his memory.
"Although your dad is pampered, he is not so vegetable, and he is gone all of a sudden."
"And he stood up and fought back? You fight again, and you destroy him! "Young people's concerns are always special, anyway, the stories her mother tells are a bit like comics, and her father is a bit of a villain, and the villains have to be eliminated.
"Not really, he passed out and then became a vegetative state!" Ahsan explained.
"What is a vegetative person?" Ye Yang asked again
Ah Sang pointed to the pothos raised by the four aunts on the balcony, "They are people like plants, they can't talk, they can't move, they can't eat or anything, and they need people to water them regularly!" ”
"Can I go and water my father?"
"Your dad works as a plant in a foreign country, and the round-trip ticket is quite expensive, we can't afford it!"
"Then when I make enough money in the future, I can go and water my father?"
"I'll talk about this when you grow up."
The fourth aunt came back with a vegetable basket, and listened to the idle talk of the big and the small, and her nose was crooked in anger, "Oh, miss, why are you talking so much to a child, just say that his father is dead, and it will be over!" ”
"Of course, I have to make it clear that the school will not exempt him from writing this essay because he has never met his father." Ahsan naively said that people in their thirties have experienced a lot of ups and downs, but most of the time her perspective is particularly childlike.
Maybe this is also the trick she can get along with Ye Yang very well.
"Then you can also say something decent, like a sacrificial firefighter or something, you can also get a high score, those things when you were young, how can he understand at his age!" The fourth aunt also has a little grandson in her hometown and knows a lot of primary school students' homework.
"Come on, don't spoil the firefighters!" Ah Sang smiled and rubbed Ye Yang's head, his hair was soft and comfortable, "I don't plan to hide it from him, I can understand as much as I can, sooner or later, I will understand one day!" ”