The snow fell and clearly felt: Hetun's rough hands were trembling when he tore up the portrait left by his mother.

It was a relic of the woman he loved.

But in Hetun's view, it was also the fuse that witnessed and reminded him of Hetun's shame.

Therefore, Hetun, who was furious, tore up the portrait under uncontrolled anger.

Portraiture was not spared; But fortunately, the snow fell and snatched the pieces in time. It avoided the continued violence of Hetun.

"Parking! Throw this woman out of here! ”

Hetun's voice was hoarse, and he tried his best to control his emotions.

Or, he didn't want Lin Xueluo to see him down to the pitiful side.

The woman he loves betrayed him, which is an unspeakable humiliation for such a hero as Hetun.

For the sake of Yizi Fifteen's face, he was already very merciful if he didn't kill Lin Xueluo.

The riot truck came to a steady stop. Xing Twelve on the co-pilot had a solemn face.

He heard that Lin Xueluo had touched the pain point that his father-in-law had been hiding for twenty or thirty years.

"Mr. Xing, please don't leave me in the car...... Take me back to Fort Petter! From now on, I will never disobey you again! Please, I can't live without my children...... Mr. Xing! ”

Xueluo held the painting paper torn into several pieces by Hetun in one hand, hugged Hetun's calf tightly with the other, and pleaded silently.

Xing Twelve didn't let the begging Xueluo continue to entangle, so he dragged one of her arms and pulled her away from her father-in-law's legs, and then dropped the car.

It's not that Xing Twelve is unkind, but his father-in-law Hetun, who was stabbed to the bottom of his heart, is dangerous.

Maybe it would be safer for her to leave the crying and entangled Lin Xueluo out of the car.

Xueluo was thrown out of the car by Xing Twelve, and before he could get up, the riot car left in the dust.

Looking at the riot-proof car that was gone, the snow fell without tears.

What a tyrant! No wonder Feng's mother left him in the first place! Xue Luo's angry resentment.

Thinking of Feng's mother, Xueluo rubbed her sore knees, moved to the side of the road with great difficulty, and pieced together a few pieces of drawing paper curled up in her hand.

Fortunately, it can be roughly pieced together.

In other words: Hetun at that time didn't want to tear up the only relic left by his beloved woman.

Looking at the portrait that was torn into several pieces by Hetun, Xue Luo let out a long sigh: his last hope was disappointed again, not to mention, he almost destroyed the only relic left by Feng's mother to Feng Xinglang!

It should be almost at the entrance of the highway, and there are not many vehicles on the road.

Xueluo sat on the curb so stupidly, not knowing where he was going for a while.

His son Lin Nuo is thousands of miles away in Fort Peter, but he can't fly over with wings...... Even if she flew over, the tyrant would not agree to let her see her son Lin Nuo's face.

Snow fell and choked helplessly, and muttered lowly.

At this moment, Xueluo felt that he was worse than ever: it was like being completely abandoned by the world!

After seeing a high-speed patrol car, Xueluo suddenly climbed up from the curb and sat up.

Because she suddenly remembered that she was still a 'scapegoat', and at worst, she was a 'wanted criminal'.

This Hetun is really enough to kill people. He obviously put Feng Xinglang under house arrest in the basement city and abused her, and even framed her for reporting false police?

It seems that he and Lao Chu are both caught up in Hetun's conspiracy.

While secretly scolding the ruthless cruelty of Hetun in his heart, the snow fell and he walked hungrily in the direction of the city center.

Fortunately, there are still good people in this world. Xueluo hitchhiked a ride to the city center.

Xueluo has already decided: no matter what, he will return to Fort Petter. Hetun asked not to let himself see his son Lin Nuo, but Xueluo knew that his son must be looking forward to her mother-in-law returning to him.

To get back to Fort Pet, the snow falls and you can't climb the mountain, you can't wade through the water, and the only quick way is to take a plane. If you want to take a plane, you must first apply for the relevant documents.

Seeing a police car parked outside the courtyard of the Feng family's villa, Xueluo didn't dare to stay, let alone go in, so he turned around and left directly.

The only one who can go back is Yuan Duoduo.

If Yuan Duoduo hadn't left her hut for her to live in occasionally, Xueluo would really have to live on the streets.

When I went to the old aunt's house to get the key, it was time for dinner; Under the hospitality of the old aunt, Xueluo cheekily stayed for a full meal.

When I returned to Yuan Duoduo's hut again, the snow was already exhausted. I didn't even have the strength to shed tears.

The portrait was pieced together again, but the snow fell and lost confidence and sustenance.

Mother Feng, I'm really sorry that I couldn't use your relics to save your son!

Thinking of his son, the snow fell again with tears in his eyes. I wonder if the little thing is also thinking about her kissing mommy?

Of course, Lin Nuo's children will kiss their own mothers!

Xing Ba, who was about to go crazy, finally let the little guy personally answer the satellite phone of his father-in-law Hetun.

Under Xing Ba's delaying tactics, the little guy has been quite well-behaved these days.

Xueluo fell asleep on the sofa in a daze.

The miserable status quo has made the dreams of falling snow also nightmarish.

The lights are on in the living room, which can be seen from the downstairs of the complex.

Snowfall was woken up by the sound of a doorbell. Instinctively, she thought that the police had come here and wanted to forcibly take her back to the police station to learn about the specific situation of the false police.

The frightened snow fell, and he didn't dare to open the door.

She still has to go back to Fort Pett to find her son, how can she survive in the detention center?

"Snow falls, are you at home? I am Duoduo, Yuan Duoduo. ”

The sound from outside the door made Xue Luo's heart hang tightly, and he relaxed in an instant.

It's Yuan Duoduo! Snowfall saw it through the cat's eye.

At the moment of opening the door, when he saw Yuan Duoduo who was in the dust, Xueluo couldn't hold back the sadness in his heart anymore, and pounced on Yuan Duoduo who returned in the middle of the night.

Compared with the silent crying of the snowfall, Yuan Duoduo was much calmer.

She gently patted Xueluo's back, and her voice sobbed, "What's wrong?" I didn't cry, you cried first? ”

"Duoduo, so many days...... Where the hell have you been? I'm scared to death! ”

The snow fell and wept silently. Perhaps the return of Yuan Duoduo at this moment is undoubtedly a ray of hope in a desperate situation for her.

"You've been gone for five years, and I haven't complained about you; I've only been gone for a few days? You're too sensational, aren't you? ”

Yuan Duoduo is still so smiling and funny. But in words and deeds, it seems that it has experienced a long century of vicissitudes.

"Duoduo...... I miss you so much! ”

Xueluo hugged Yuan Duoduo again and cried bitterly.

"Okay, Lin Xueluo! This is my house, can you please let me in and drink saliva first? ”

Xueluo just shook his head and hugged Yuan Duoduo tighter.

"What, it shouldn't be that you lost the battle with Lan Youyou again, and came to me to secretly shed tears, right?"

It seems that the meeting of two good girlfriends is too sad, Yuan Duoduo said jokingly.