Chapter 1091: What kind of answer is this
Irony, great irony.
At this moment, the fiery red sun is approaching the horizon, emitting a fiery red color.
The two men on the rooftop cast two long black shadows.
Qi Yemo shook off Qi Feiyuan as if he had shaken off a mess of mud.
He turned and walked towards the entrance to the rooftop.
Behind him, only Qi Feiyuan's painful and miserable cry was left.
The breeze gently brushed Qi Yemo's cold cheeks, his eyebrows were tightly locked at the moment, and his expression was very solemn.
Qi Yemo still decided to bury this matter in his heart.
It's not brotherhood, it should be because that love is already in him, taking away Qi Feiyuan's shares, and after driving him out of the Qi family, it has been torn to pieces.
The reason why he did this was simply to prevent his father from making him sad again after his aunt's death.
Before returning to his father's hospital room, he did not go in, because his face was really ugly now, and he was worried that his father would see something.
He knocked lightly on the door, and then made a gesture towards Qin Huo inside at the small observation window.
"Master, did that person catch him just now, who is it?" Qin Huo furrowed his brows and looked at Qi Yemo and asked.
Qi Yemo didn't say anything, just turned around and left the ward.
Qin Huo followed closely behind him, and after following his master for so many years, he still knew a lot about his temper.
At this moment, Qin Huo felt that he must have seen that person, but for some reason, he let that person go.
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It was already dark, and there was no light in Qi Yuxi's room. He lay quietly on the bed, not asleep, but with his eyes open, looking at the ceiling above him through the moonlight shining through the window.
It's been a long time since I've felt so down-to-earth.
He had been living outside the home all this time and had not returned home. Not for anything else, but for fear that what he was doing would prevent him from doing it if his parents found out.
"Tuk tuk tuk ......" Qi Yuxi's door was knocked softly.
Jiang Nian gently pushed the door open, for fear of waking up his son. Walked to the bed, turned on the head of the bed, dimmed the light, and saw that his son was not sleeping.
"Woo-hee, what are you thinking? It's so late, don't wait for your dad, let's eat first. ”
Qi Yuxi looked sideways at his mother and nodded slightly.
Jiang Nian turned around and went out.
After a while, I heard Jiang Nian's somewhat flustered voice downstairs: "Feiyuan, what happened, how did you become like this!" ”
Qi Yuxi frowned, and he quickly turned over and got out of bed and walked out of his room.
He hurried downstairs, and when he reached the hall, he saw his father's hair and body covered with dirt, his face was blue and purple, and there were some dried blood stains on the corners of his mouth.
"Dad, what's wrong with you!" Qi Yuxi ran to Qi Feiyuan's side and looked at his father.
Jiang Nian covered his mouth on the side and couldn't help crying.
Qi Feiyuan saw Qi Yuxi coming back, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Then he reluctantly squeezed out a smile, and he shook his head gently: "It's nothing, I just fell carelessly." ”
As he spoke, he reached out and gently patted his son on the shoulder.
When I looked up, the dining table not far away was already full of cups and plates.
He stretched out his hand and pointed to the dining table, "Huh...... Woo-hee, look, how much delicious food your mother has prepared for you this time. You don't have to wait for me, eat first. I went to take a shower and change my clothes. ”
As he spoke, he glanced at his wife, who was still crying, with a soft light in his eyes.