Because he felt the favor in his arms as if he had entered a state of panic, the moment the pen was about to fall, his big hand could not control the speed, and with her own inertia alone, she wrote on the paper. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Listen to Daddy"

The notes are engraved with emotions, and every stroke is like an engraved in the heart, painful, stinging!

I wrote the first time, and I wrote the second time with a pen, and I continued to write after poking the paper, and while writing, my mouth was slightly open, as if I was reading silently, but I didn't make a sound, but my breathing became disordered.

No, these five words are written so quickly and absolutely abnormal, there must be brainwashing abuse in this.

The last thing in the world that can not be refused is to sneeze with your eyes closed, knock your knees and calves to bounce up, despair in the face of a fallen wall, and loneliness in the face of your departing back, that is, terrible: habit.

All strange religions and ugly events with a brainwashing nature are full of brainwashing of ignorance.

People live in a world that social media wants people to see, and feel like they've been doing the right thing all along.

Dad is a man with rich social experience who can convey correct values, he selflessly builds a home for himself, and is a man who can hug and cry and never dislike himself.

But he's not always right.

"Don't draw anymore!" Lin Xie clenched Enhui's hand tightly, he couldn't let Enhui continue to write these five words with a nightmare.

Enli watched the whole process, she felt that such a sister was a little scary, grabbed her precious painting with her hand, and wanted to cry.

Lin Xie can make Enhui no longer draw, such a young girl has no power to resist in her hands.

But even with the hand that grabbed her clenched pen, Lin Xie could feel that Enhui was closing his eyes, trembling and writing those five words, his hand was working hard in that direction.

Obviously in the airy room, Lin Xie felt that there was a cage around Enhui that was approaching and shrinking step by step.

There was a garden that could not be touched, and the softest part of his heart was bleeding from the corners of his hands.

What to do? Lin Xie raised the favor high, then put her head on his shoulder, hugged her tightly in his arms, and silently recited in his ear: "It's over, it's over, there's no dad here, you don't have to listen to dad." ”

He carefully manipulated the strength to not let the body be savage, and he also had to give strong comfort.

"......." Enhui has been silently reciting, his mouth is aimed at those five words, his eyes are messy, and he rolls his eyes from time to time.

"Relax, relax, relax......." Lin Xie hugged her from trembling, and in a soothing tone, dispelled the darkness she was falling into.

"Uncle...... I'm so afraid, it hurts ......." Enhui finally stopped meditating, and there was a crystal luster in his eyes.

Just when Lin Xie relaxed and broke free of his arm slightly, Enhui suddenly continued to meditate, his lips trembled rapidly, as if he had entered another artistic conception, his hand propped up on his shorts, and began to loosen under Lin Xie's eyes.

The pen pry into her miserable habits.

"No way!" Lin Xie pressed her arm and hugged her back to his heart: "Baby, you are my most important favor, you just need to stay quietly in my arms, quiet, relax, quiet, relax." ”

Please, Lin Xie even used a pleading tone.

Lin Xie held his breath, until he saw Enhui take off his pants in front of his eyes, he intuitively felt the impact of the destruction of the three views, and he would think of anything and say anything in a hurry, as long as he said it sincerely!

The pants are halfway down, the white pants are in the air, full of sin and pain, that is the window that needs to be sewn and healed step by step, you must be patient!

The so-called brainwashing, to put it bluntly, means that I understand too little, and I don't know what kind of scenery it is like for people to try to take another path.

There was silence, and then there was only the sound of Lin Xie and Enhui Enli's staggered breathing in the living room.

This silence pulls the two generations into their respective thoughts, and they are trying to sense each other's thoughts, even if it sometimes makes people feel the pain, whether it is Lin Xie more than favor, or grace more than favor.

Girls are precocious, and in order not to owe themselves to others, they are sensible earlier than boys, and their minds will have a rudimentary shape in the next few years.

Lin Xie has been trying to empathize with others in the past few years, learning the mode of getting along with others, from completely thinking about others, to thinking about himself first and then others.

After meeting Nianci's family, those unimaginable happiness seemed to come easily, as if they would be broken with a light poke, but in fact, the family thought about each other and carefully maintained it.

And now Enhui's anxiety, that kind of uneasiness, has also reached Enli and Lin Xie's hearts.

This may be the first step to becoming a family.

Thinking about what happiness is, time passes slowly through your fingertips.

Enli crumpled the realist painting in her hand into a ball and threw it into the basket, she knelt on the sofa on one leg, hugged Enhui under Lin Xie's surprised gaze, and pinched Lin Xie's shoulders with her little hands.

She bravely endured the pain that Enhui was suffering, and did what she could.

"Sister, don't be afraid, Princess Enli will protect you."

Lin Xie listened to Enli's childish voice that was careful and firm mixed with a child's nasal voice, and Enhui's breathing in her ears became more and more steady, and understood that although she didn't speak and couldn't express her feelings in her heart, she sincerely felt the kindness of the family.

"Hmm......." Eun Hui said.

Well! Lin Xie's chest echoed with a gracious response, and this was the first time she had spoken to anyone other than Lin Xie and Zhao Nianci, who had rescued her.

"Awesome, princesses." Lin Xie completely let go of his embrace, but the warm afterglow was still in his heart.

He kept his dad smiling, gave a thumbs-up to his sister who was eyeing him for the first time, and rubbed one hand on one's head.

The hair of the grace is drier, and the grace is curled slightly.

They have gone through different years in the past, each with her embarrassing cutting points, grace is a little more happiness than sadness, grace is a little more sadness in happiness, the overlap is that they have never had sincere fatherly love, no, the so-called father's love is an empty nightmare in their hearts.

Being thrown into the cliff reservoir by his own father is almost the same trauma as the twisted "listen to my father".

But this does not mean that it is unfortunate to travel far away with a heavy load, after all, there is Lin Xie with them now, and they also lick their own pain, no more, alone.

The scene of suspected father-daughter intensity to harmony has actually been in the eyes of Zhao Nianci and Zhao's mother.

From the very beginning, when they heard Enli's cry, they planned to come out.

But just when Zhao Nianci was anxious to come out to help, Zhao's mother stopped her pace, and her eyes signaled to look quietly on the side.

Enhui began to stiffen his body, and when he wrote those words silently, Zhao Nianci had to think of the circle that was enclosed in Ke's house, and the years Eunhui spent in it, his brows were wrinkled in pain, his hands were on his chest, and tears were rolling in his eyes.

Until Lin Xie hugged Enhui and tried to dispel her nightmare with his own warmth, it seemed that she was getting better and better, and even Mother Zhao, who was also in pain but couldn't sympathize, was a little more relieved.

But they suddenly saw Enhui kneeling in front of Lin Xie with his legs and began to take off. pants, this scene made the mother and daughter fall into deep sorrow, as if it was the self who had lived a happy life that caused this consequence.

They covered their mouths to keep their voices from spilling out of their throats.

Zhao's mother held her daughter's shoulders and felt a little lack of oxygen in her brain.