"Mother, is my father really in retreat?" Shen Nianmo finally asked what he had always wanted to ask.

“…… Well. ”

The laughter made by the force is like a balloon, and her son's casual words are like a needle to her, and a slight prick is in danger of shattering.

The pain seemed to spread at any time and moment, threatening to overwhelm her......

She struggled with a smile and got up: "Let's go, Nian Mo, let my mother see how your homework is!" ”

……

Thoughts are like weeds, a little stimulus, and then they will flood.

It makes people want to get drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows, and they want to use wild sleep to anesthetize themselves and coax themselves.

But for Ning Xuemo, she can't do any of this, because she still has a son, and she doesn't have the capital to indulge her sadness.

She pressed all the suffering in her heart, and she tried to keep herself busy and numb herself with busyness.

It's just that when she has a little leisure, she will be distracted, for a long time, and at this moment she is looking at the books on the shelf.

Almost all the books on this bookshelf are written by Shen Jiuli himself, and when he opens a random one, he has a condensed and free handwriting.

These books are old and new, and the new ones are obviously prepared for Shen Nianmo, because the content in them is completely aimed at his physical qualities.

As for the old ones, they are also neatly placed, with Buddhist scriptures, poison scriptures, and medical scriptures...... There are all kinds of things.

A person lives too long, and his kung fu is too high, so Shen Jiuli has learned a lot of things, and his interests are often transferred, when he learns a skill to the peak, he will write a summary and throw it away, these books are summarized by him.

Shen Nianmo was reciting the book, and Ning Xuemo sat here and looked at it casually.

With her current state of mind, she can't actually read anything, but it's good to be able to look at his font here.

She remembered that when she watched "You from the Star", after the male protagonist left, the female protagonist was crazy, desperately looking for those who knew the male protagonist, and asked them to tell them about the male protagonist, listening to it over and over again, crying over and over again......

At that time, she was still puzzled when she saw it, everyone was gone, is it still useful to listen to those trivial things?

Now she finally understands that feeling.

In fact, she also wanted to hear about Shen Jiuli from other people's mouths again.

Just like just now, she teased Shen Nianmo and talked about those things when he got along with his father......

It's not enough to listen to it once, I want to listen to it a second time......

She could laugh out loud when it wasn't funny, and tears of laughter almost flowed out.

It's like hysteria!

It wasn't until Shen Nianmo, who asked, was almost suspicious that she forced herself to stop, pretending to be idle and sitting by this bookshelf to read the book written by Shen Jiuli.

The sun was shining just right outside, and the bright light shone into the house, casting a silhouette on the people inside.

Such a fine afternoon, such a bright sunshine, if he is still ......

My heart hurts like a tear!

She clenched the scroll in her hand and bent down slightly, waiting for the pain to pass.

I accidentally caught a glimpse of a book in the corner of the bookcase that looked a little peculiar, and seemed to be often taken down to read.

What kind of book will be the book that is often taken down by Shen Jiuli to read?

She walked over curiously, raised her hand and went to take the book, and when she took it, it didn't feel right, this was not a book, this was a mechanism!

After all, she had been an agent, and she was not usually skilled in breaking mechanisms, and with a slight turn in her grip on the book, the bookshelf suddenly moved slowly to both sides, revealing one of the passages.