Qiao Chengfan cried out of breath, convulsed intermittently, and his shoulders trembled. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

He had never cried like this, he didn't expect that Old Joe would really want him to do so one day.

"Sailing, don't cry, Dad didn't want you."

"I hate him, I hate him, I hate him for a long, long time" The little guy lay on Xiao Zi's shoulder, drooping his head, lying listlessly.

In the big eyes is a layer of hazy mist, the water splash is blurred, and it is difficult to see the spirit.

Compared with the bouncing Qiao Chengfan in the morning, the little guy at this moment is wilted and motionless.

"I'm going to hate him." The little one cried angrily.

Xiao Zi's heart is not a taste.

Yes, the little guy will hate Qiao Ye, even if he grows up in the future and understands everything, he will reject Qiao Ye in his heart, right?

But if you don't send him over, who will protect him for the rest of his life?

Xiao Zi knew that the most painful person who sent Qiao Chengfan away was still Qiao Ye.

Even early this morning, Qiao Ye went out, only letting her and the driver send Qiao to the airport by sail.

The most heart-wrenching thing is parting.

She doesn't quite understand this feeling, she has been an orphan abandoned in an orphanage since she was a child, and she has no family affection.

But when she saw Qiao Chengfan crying so much, she vaguely understood that this attachment was a constant reluctance and connection from blood.

"I'm going to hate him, I'm going to hate him" Qiao Chengfan cried so hard that his voice was lowered.

His low sobs echoed through the narrow space, twitching and sobbing to make people listen to pity.

Xiao Zi touched his little furry head distressedly.

"Dad is for your good, and you'll understand when you grow up." Xiao Zi whispered.

"Who did he sell me to" The little guy muttered unhappily on Xiao Zi's shoulder.

Xiao Zi was stunned and rubbed his little head.

Her beautiful eyes were also covered with a shallow mist, hazy and hazy, like hoarfrost.

Qiao Chengfan cried heartbroken, cried all the way, and had no strength to cry again.

"Old Joe, the baby hates you." Qiao Chengfan snorted sadly, "The baby doesn't want you anymore, I won't see you in the future, and I won't call you 'Dad' again, never again." ”

How can there be a father who sells the baby, there is no such thing.

He loves Old Joe so much, but Old Joe doesn't love him.

Never call him dad again

How can you sell him, how can you not want him

Qiao Chengfan lay on Xiao Zi's shoulder softly, crying and couldn't move, motionless, wilting.

Like a listless kitten.

He blinked uncomfortably, his long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the tears that had been stained on them moved lightly and fell.

He is not afraid at all if he is taken away by bad guys.

But now that Old Joe doesn't want him, he's really uncomfortable.

"Don't do that." Xiao Zi touched his head, "Dad is for your good." ”

Qiao Chengfan was silent, sniffling, choking.

His little world collapsed all of a sudden, and his favorite old Joe didn't want him anymore, which felt the same as when Qiqi didn't want him in the first place.

He didn't know what was wrong with him or why everyone didn't like him.

Qiao Chengfan lay on his stomach like this, his little paws grasping Xiao Zi's clothes, and his big eyes looked out of the window.

The trees outside were rapidly receding in rows, dazzling.

The car drove smoothly in the direction of the airport.

The sunlight shines directly down and shines on the glass, and the light and shadow are intertwined, mottled with colors.