Mid-Autumn Festival, flowers and full moon.

Because it was a festival, he had to appear in the main house, but he kept his head down and ate silently the whole time.

That's it, but the whole atmosphere gives people an indescribable sense of oppression.

A large table of dishes, all according to his body formulated nutritious meals, the woman opposite, every bite of the dish, has to carefully hide the look that is difficult to swallow, and the man opposite has always been a cigarette, in order to give him a fresh environment has been rare for several hours without smoking a cigarette, just silently staring at his son and accompanying him to eat.

"Does it taste okay?" Father asked him.

A light diet will not burden the body, which is what he and his deceased wife have asked their son since he was a child.

His father is a handsome and dashing man, and his whole body is full of aristocratic demeanor, and he looks like his mother, although his face is handsome and charming, but too weak.

"Okay." He replied lightly.

Since he was a child, he has been very well-behaved, at least in his father's heart, he is such an image.

Therefore, his father always cherished him more, especially after his mother committed suicide by burning charcoal, his father felt more guilty about him.

Because the doctor said that the external stimulation and the inner impact made his illness in need of recuperation more serious.

My mother was always screaming for suicide at every turn, and no one expected that she would make it true this time, and almost die with him.

After eating the dinner that seemed like a task to him, he pulled out a paper and wiped his lips, "I'm done, I'm back to my room." ”

The father wanted to speak, but stopped.

It's rare to get together for a meal, but it seems that there is no topic to talk about.

I don't know when, my son seems to be getting farther and farther away from him.

A father and a son completely regarded the "beautiful Barbie" sitting in front of him as an ornament, and his father didn't dare to be more intimate with other women in front of him, for fear that he would think of unpleasant things.

After his mother's death, his son woke up in the hospital and remained calm until he shivered.

Now that all the etiquette had been completed, he jumped off the table and got up, but his gaze couldn't help but drift a little more as he pushed back the stool in a proper manner.

Today, there was a little Barbie doll who didn't show up, which made him a little surprised.

Isn't that big Barbie's little drag bottle? In other words, although it is a mother and daughter, maybe because of age, the clarity of the eyes of the mother and daughter is really much worse.

Seeing that his son suddenly stopped moving, his eyes swept slightly at his live-in girlfriend, Xiao Jun showed a trace of embarrassment, so he could only cough, pretend to be calm, and change the topic, "Beautiful, but is it better?" ”

Three days ago, Wei Wei suddenly ran back from the East Courtyard crying, with a small red spot on his face, and then convulsed and fainted in front of the adults, which really scared people.

How do you know, after a doctor's examination and an interview with Xiao Weiwei, I knew-

"She's still having a fever." Beauty sighed.

Xiao Jun looked at his son a little weakly, but the latter looked uninterested.

Walking out of the door of the main house, eight-year-old Xiao Tu looked at the round moon, and his face was even more bored.

When he woke up this morning, his body felt an indescribable discomfort, and his whole body ached.

However, before the age of eight, at the behest of his mother, he deliberately shouted too many times in pain, and when he really felt pain, he couldn't shout to his father.

Sometimes, he felt that his broken body might have to play with it in a few years.

It's just a pity that he doesn't seem to have too happy memories in his memory.

Alas, life is boring and helpless.

"On the other side of the mountain, on the other side of the sea, there is a group of Smurfs, they are lively and intelligent, they are mischievous and sensitive, they live freely in the big green forest, they are kind and brave and they are happy with each other! Ou, the lovely Smurfs-"

The crisp voice floated out softly from a certain window, obviously such a happy and cheerful song, but the tone was full of deep sadness.

Xiao Tu's face remained unchanged, still bored, but he turned his steps and walked to the small attic next to the main house.

I heard that although the father let the woman move in, the woman and her daughter only lived in the small attic, which undoubtedly hinted to everyone, including the woman, that there were Qiong Jelly Jade Liquid and Silk Silk, but it was impossible to go further.

It's just that women always don't admit it, thinking that they will one day become "possible".

He stepped onto the attic step by step, and with each step, he walked slowly.

Because—

“Ou... Lovely Smurfs, they worked together to use their brains, defeated Gargamel, they sang and danced happily! "What an interesting song? And in her lyrics, who is the hateful Gargamel?

After singing the last sentence sadly, Xiao Weiwei sighed and shed tears at the moonlight.

This kind of thing is really not suitable for her little head, and looking at her miserable appearance now, she knows how much she has failed.

She picked up the small mirror and looked at her pig's head.

Is this her face? How can it be so swollen that you can't even find your eyes.

She opened her eyes hard, hard, and barely saw her little eyelids.

That face that is red and swollen, with one small blister after another, is it really yourself?

"Woo, woo, woo, Dad, I only want to go home, but I don't want to be an undercover agent anymore, I only meet the bad guys!" Covering her face, she cried.

She was wrong, so wrong, she shouldn't have thought she was smart enough to throw away poor Daddy, she shouldn't have been bullied by that insidious and cunning Gargamel who was so little bit of a little bit dressed as a white rabbit because she was lonely.

"Dad, you wait, but I will return to you as soon as possible, not alone, I will definitely bring my mother back!" Although her father is not good in every way, she is always her favorite father.

I heard that some time ago, my father repeatedly begged and pestered my mother, and she was rejected again and again, and she was so sad.

She wants to bring down Uncle Xiao, she wants to guard this house!

However, she was only a little bit of a small person in the end, her face collapsed, her shoulders slackened, she kept flattening her mouth, and she kept wiping her tears.

Wonderful, wonderful, how can a person's expression be so wonderful?

Xiao Tu found it very interesting, he couldn't be overly excited since he was a child, so he was calm in everything, like the little pig's head in front of him, beating his chest for a while, covering his fists and swearing for a while, and waving his fists at the moonlight for a while.

Why is it so funny?

He watched with relish, and he didn't even notice it, and the corners of his lips were already lightly raised, revealing two neat rows of small teeth.

Wei Wei was about to close the window, when she saw a trembling shadow on the ground, she tried to raise her eyes, tried to endure the pain, squinted, and looked at the position of the staircase. So, she saw that a "little rabbit" trembled with long whiskers on its cheeks, as if it was laughing proudly.