In the small two-bedroom living room, the cleaning is very simple and warm, but it is unusually quiet.

Xiao Yuan sat quietly next to his mother, he was very worried, and his little hands kept clutching Mommy.

Xiao Mo's tears flowed down, and he couldn't hold back it, and rushed to the room, not daring to let Xiao Yuan see himself like this.

Since he was a child, he didn't have a father, and he was ridiculed by children of the same age, and was said to be a wild seed by adults.

These....Xiaomo saw it in her eyes and hurt in her heart, after all, she was the one who gave birth to him in the first place.

None of this is something that Obuchi can bear.

Obuchi was a sensitive child and an unusually precocious director, and he never asked why his father didn't come to them.

These....Little Foam knows....they all know...

This cry is an hour.

Xiao Yuan was also very well-behaved and did not come to ask and disturb

Just like this, she quietly guarded Mommy outside the door, and then she released and vented to her heart's content.

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The doorbell rings

Xiao Mo wiped her red eyes, got up and walked towards the door.

The moment he opened the door, the strange and familiar breath came to his nose, and he raised his head to meet the handsome face that he missed day and night deep into his bone marrow. Her heart suddenly tightened, and she couldn't help but shudder.

She froze in place

His head is very black and black... Hei was silent and cold, and the arrogance of his rebelliousness and arrogance had disappeared.

Then her heart suddenly ached again.

Leng Changyuan's eyes were extremely bright, bright like a favorable light needle, trying to top what he saw.

I don't know how long I stood there

Seeing the fragility gradually revealed in her eyes, Leng Changyuan's fingers tightened stiffly in his palm, causing his body to stiffen and tremble.

He looked at her with a hint of pain in his eyes, and gently, he reached out and stroked his fingers over her cheek.

"....Xiaomo........ I ..............." There are a thousand words in my heart, looking at Xiaomo's pale and weak face, but it starts with lips and teeth.

"Momo............ I miss you so much............ I'm sorry...."

"I'm sorry......... I don't know ........., I'm just a jerk......"

"You hit me," Leng Changyuan grabbed Xiao Mo's hand and threw it on his face.

He knew that she hated him, and he knew that she hated him, hated enough, resented enough.

It's him who is sorry for her, he deserves it, he can't forgive.

He can't even forgive himself, he can't ask for Xiaomo's forgiveness, because he doesn't deserve it.

It's been a long time.

He looked at her quietly and said:

"I've thought about it a lot over the years, only to realize that I'm actually really bad for you..."

"So ......"

He stared at her.

“…… You don't want to see me anymore, do you? Otherwise, all these years, why don't you come to me" The moist light flickered faintly under his eyes.

He held his voice in pain and said hoarsely to Momo, "I take that sentence back...... I'm really happy to meet you...... In this life, my ........ biggest regret is to lose your ..... Xiaomo....If I could..... I would like to spend the rest of my life... Afterlife.. Born and born...... Guarding you. ”

After speaking, Leng Shaoyuan turned around and left without a trace of hesitation.

She didn't want to see him, so he would be far away.

As long as he could see her, he was satisfied.

Blood gushed faintly from the corners of his deep purple lips, and the sharp pain in his heart made him choke violently.

Ever since he knew the truth, he had been like that all too often.

Every step he took, his feet were like a jack dropping, he didn't want to leave...

His sad figure gradually faded

Xiao Mo looked at the back that was gradually dissipating

Crying back

Desperately shaking her head and crying, she cried like a dying animal, trembling all over, crying and retreating, crying out in despair in her heart..............

What should she do... What to do...

She's scared...

The Walking Dead

She didn't know how she got through the door...

How did the ghost send the god to the balcony, as if looking for something...

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