Chapter Two Thousand and Thirty-Four We are a family of four, and we will never change
Qi Ye lowered his head and kissed her lips, and after a deep kiss, she lay on her cheeks crimson and gasped in his arms.
Ye Weilan raised her head, she hadn't seen it for a long time, her eyes were almost greedily observing the surrounding environment.
This one looked and saw that they were on the plane.
She was slightly stunned, remembering a sentence she heard in a haze.
"What happened to Xiao Jiu and Xiao Xue?"
If nothing big happened, Qi Ye would not choose to go back at such a juncture.
Qi Ye's eyes fell on her face, paused, and said, "Xiao Jiu hates us, he may have made Ye Yan angry." ”
The smile on Ye Weilan's face faded instantly, she lowered her head, and said after a long while: "Qi Ye, everyone should pay for their actions, Xiao Jiu hates us......"
Her face was extremely pale, and she said with difficulty: "...... It's our own fault, and I've been leaving him behind......"
As parents, they gave too little care to that child, knowing that he had a bad nature and was the most in need of care and care, but they abandoned him again and again for various reasons.
Ye Weilan raised his head and forced back the tears in his eyes: "If he hates me, he can make him feel good, and I am willing to bear all the resentment of accepting him...... Qi Ye ...... I can't tolerate it, Xiao Jiu is hurting in any way......"
Ye Weilan had forgotten everything in the Forest of Death, and she hadn't caught the main reason why her son hated her.
just blindly thought that Xiao Yechen hated her for not leaving him countless times, and every time she let the children who needed the care of their parents look up at their backs alone.
Qi Ye didn't quite know what had happened in that dark basement.
Xiao Yechen's transformation, Ye Weilan's behavior at that time accounted for a part, his cold nature accounted for a part, and the most important part was what kind of harm the dead owl gave him.
The seeds of the devil will eventually sprout and grow......
His son is following in his footsteps.
Qi Ye hugged his wife, and there was a hint of guilt in his soft tone: "Xiao Jiu's future, I will indulge to the end." ”
Ye Weilan bit his shoulder, looking sad, and tried his best not to let himself cry.
Her little nine hated her......
Her little nine doesn't want mommy and daddy anymore......
Her Xiao Jiu will only be one person in the future......
This cruel cognition shattered her heart into one piece after another, she was not afraid that he would hate her, she was just deeply distressed about his future.
Her son used to be such a well-behaved and lovely child.
When Qing Huan died, he didn't give up on himself.
But she drove her baby to a dead end step by step......
Ye Weilan was distressed and wanted to die.
Her tears didn't hold back after all, they flowed down like a waterfall and dripped into Qi Ye's heart.
Qi Ye listened to her silent cry, her well-known gaze condensed, and there was a light in it that no one could understand.
Something has already happened, and sadness won't solve the problem.
What sets these parents apart from other parents is that they never run away from their sins.
Even if the object is your young son, you can get the fairest and most respectful treatment.
"No matter what Xiao Jiu becomes or what he does, he is my son......" Ye Weilan's fine white fingertips wiped away her tears, and raised her eyes to look close to his eyes, pure and calm: "Qi Ye, we are a family of four, and we will never change." ”
Qi Ye looked at her determined expression and let out a faint "um".