I didn't stop him, so he slowed down his movements, and he tinkered with it for a while, and he had a posture to really do. I finally couldn't help it again and said, "Can your heart take it?" ”

"The heart is fine." He gasped, looked at me and said, "Arms don't work." ”

I didn't speak, he made a gesture to press. I hurriedly pushed him again: "Is the heart really okay?" ”

"It's really fine." He pressed his forehead to mine and whispered, "What else do you want to talk about?" ”

"If your heart is really okay, then your arm is not a problem." I'm afraid of him. Insect. Above. Brain lied to me: "You promise it's really okay?" ”

"I promise." He said as he tried to do something, but I caught my hand.

He showed impatience and bit me on the neck. I couldn't help but bark and felt him rub his cheek against the place where I had just been bitten by him, like a puppy asking to be loved.

I was a little soft-hearted, and I felt that it was not good, and it would be a fatal thing if I didn't get it right. In the end, he was ruthlessly dismissed, saying, "Let's ask the doctor first." ”

He rolled his eyes.

"Why don't you call the doctor now?" I said, "Okay?" ”

He was not happy and blackened his face.

I said, "Either call the doctor or you go." ”

He didn't say a word, and bit again. I let him bite for a while, pushed him away, and could feel that he didn't have that much strength, and he still wanted to do this with this little ability? I said, "Go." ”

He didn't move.

I nudged him on the shoulder: "Go, don't make a fuss." ”

He still didn't move, and I was about to speak again, when suddenly I felt something was wrong. I couldn't help but gasp, and looked down, very speechless.

There was a hint of trium smirk on his face, and he suddenly frowned, hissed, and said, "My hand hurts." ”

I hurriedly helped him, and when he pressed against me and twisted, I realized that I had been completely fooled.

I asked, "Do you still have a sore hand?" ”

He squirmed, shaking his head.

"Does your heart hurt?"

He twisted again, shaking his head again.

"Don't move!" I couldn't help but be stern: "I don't want you to do it, and I don't want to hurt you!" Get up! ”

He ignored me, closed his eyes, and continued to push. Enter.

They all came in, and I could only admit defeat, endure it for a while, and ask, "Let's change?" ”

He immediately put his arm around my shoulders, rolled nimbly, and lay down stretched.

By the time I get this uncle, it's already the middle of the night, and my daughter has to nurse again. I put my arms around Lianyin and coaxed her while I was already sleepy and about to collapse. I don't remember anything about the rest of the story, but I suddenly dreamed that someone grabbed Lianyin's thin little neck. That hand was bruised, and I looked at it on the Internet, and I saw Fanyin's face with a cruel smile.

I woke up and found that it was still dawn, and that she was still in my arms, her little hands shrunk into my arms, and she was sleeping soundly with her mouth open.

Fanyin was also there, just lying beside me, leaning on the head of the bed and flipping through the diary.

The light in the room was warm and dim, and my nightmare-beating heart gradually calmed down, and I hugged Lianyin and kissed her, and then I felt a hand on my head.

When I looked up, I realized that it was a complicated sound.

I asked, "What time is it?" ”

"Half past three." He replied as he withdrew his hand and flipped to a page.

I asked, "Do you have any impression of this diary?" ”

He shook his head: "One of them looks like my words." ”

"It's you."

"I don't remember."

"Oh." I said, "I wanted to ask you about the rest of the story." ”

"Back?" He spoke in a puzzled tone.

"Well, wait until you're done."

He didn't answer at first, and after about twenty minutes, he was already halfway through it, and then he suddenly spoke: "I remember that my dad always beat me." ”

I didn't speak because he didn't need me to speak: "I was stupid when I was a kid...... Maybe it's not stupid, it's him who is stupid, but I don't know why I remember. ”

So I don't think the complex sound in the diary is very completely split.

He continued: "You can see that my dad usually pretends to be very gentle, but in fact he is ruthless and emotional. He always said that he hated me more than steel, but in fact it was just an excuse, he was just used to releasing his negative emotions by hitting me. ”

I didn't want to talk because I was beaten too.

I feel like I'm the most innocent.

He asked, "I heard you went to see him today?" “

"Hmm." I said, "He doesn't rest, he doesn't take medicine or drink, he walks around on the ground, which makes people very worried." ”

"Don't worry, he can't die." His fingers rubbed the paper of the diary, and he sighed as he turned the pages: "Sometimes I really can't figure out, what kind of sin have I created to have such a father?" ”

"Don't think about it, there's nothing you can do to change it." I said, "But don't let the kids think the same way." ”

He was silent at first, then turned his head to look at me for a long time, and said, "Give me a little more time, and I promise that if I can't find another way to cure my illness, then I will take medicine." ”

"How many years is a point?" I don't need him to answer, I know the answer: "Xingxing's temper will definitely not help you with your career, and Nian Nian is so small." Zhun Yi's age is enough, but you may feel in your heart that after all, he is a son-in-law, and your daughter's personality is so weak, once Zhun Yi has a second heart, she will only suffer. So I'm the most hopeful, but now that Ah Chang is gone, I'm not so reassuring to do things. So don't promise, I don't think there's any hope in ten years. ”

He stopped talking.

That's right, I want him to take pills. Because taking medicine is the unanimous recommendation of all the doctors who have treated him, and it is also the only treatment for this disease in the medical community.

I also know that he can't eat it now, so don't mention it, don't promise me, don't give me hope.

In the following time, Fanyin didn't speak again, and I couldn't help but sleep for a while, but because Fanyin was around, I always couldn't sleep well.

It didn't take long for the maid to wake us up because it was time for the funeral.

I had breakfast with Fanyin, and he asked, "What about Niannian?" ”

"Sleep."

"Call her." "She has to go to the funeral. ”

"She went to a funeral at such a young age?" I said, "She didn't know that Ah Chang had passed away and had no clothes." ”

Fanyin frowned: "What are you doing these days?" ”

"Why would I tell such a young child such a thing?"

"Ah Chang is her brother-in-law's father, and three generations of his family have worked for our family." "How could she not attend the funeral? Hurry up and call, clothes go buy now. ”

"Please!" I asked, "Have you become Britney?" ”

Fanyin looked at his watch and said with a cold face: "I will hand over my career to her in the future." ”

"Then it won't make her go to the funeral at the age of five, right?"

"It depends on who's it." He said: "It's because you didn't think through yourself and didn't tell your children earlier. Tell her to come out, I told her. ”

"She doesn't want your career!" I didn't scream: "You can't even play a dead person in a cartoon for such a young child to watch, and you actually let her go to the funeral!" Yesterday you complained about your dad, and today you are doing this inhumane thing! ”

Fanyin immediately turned cold: "She only needs to attend this funeral before she becomes an adult, because Ah Chang's identity is second only to me." ”

"But I missed it last time, ......"

"Shut up! Do you have a conscience or not! He slapped the table, stood up and said, "He's here to save you!" ”

Actually, I can still refute it, I can say, then I went in to save his father.

But I didn't want to argue, so I just said, "I was already very stimulated and frightened when Nian Nian shot your father last time, and the doctor suggested that she should be taken to calm her down slowly and not let me stimulate her." Is it possible to see the body when attending the funeral? Do you have to go to the cemetery? Can you think of anything more exciting? If you dare to take her today, then I must divorce you and take them all away in my lifetime, who is rare for your broken career that forced good people into mental illness? Living well is not more important than anything else! ”

He stood there and listened, looking at his watch, and was about to go up when I was done.

I hurriedly ran over to stop him and said, "You dare to go up and try it?" ”

He stopped and frowned, "You are really unreasonable. ”

"You're unreasonable." I said, "You're still trying to blame him for all the bad things, and you're really not a husband at all." ”

He was slightly stunned and did not speak.

Even if Fan Yin really wants to read Nian, he won't completely ask about Nian Nian's fright.

I don't know why this guy had to go, but now I'm sure he didn't mean it out of kindness, and before I told him, he already knew that Ah Chang had died to save me. I said, "Ah Chang is gone, and Xingxing must marry Zhun Yi." What do you think? ”

He lifted his eyelids and looked at me, his gaze a little dark.

It seems to be for this? He cared a lot about rape, not to mention that it was his child.

I was about to speak again when he spoke, "Get out of the way." ”

"Don't." I said, "I'm stupid!" ”

He didn't say a word, but stretched out his arm and pushed it with his palm. I really didn't expect him to have so much strength, not only pushed aside by him, but also kicked by him. Luckily, the stairs weren't high, but the pain from the fall still made me weak.

He had already taken the opportunity to go up, and I hurriedly shouted: "Stop! ”

His figure stopped.

I climbed up against the railing, and I felt like my forehead was bleeding, but it didn't hurt too much. No matter what, I shouted: "If you dare to go up today, I will go to the hospital and slaughter your daughter!" ”

He turned his face sideways, and I couldn't make out his expression. He only paused slightly, and then continued on his way up.

It seems that the stars are no more than Erle in his heart.

No, Britney is already an emotionless personality.

I had no choice but to run up and continue to command: "Stop! ”

This time, he didn't even want to stop, and continued to walk up without a deaf ear.

I threw myself down and grabbed his injured arm, and he quickly pinched my arm with one of his other hands, and the pain was as sharp as pincers.