Chapter 137: Hatred and Tears (1)

。 The Secret of Divine Strategy (I)] Chapter 137 Hatred and Tears (1) -

Chapter 137 Hatred and Tears (1)

Canghai turned around and threw herself into Gong San's arms and cried bitterly.

Gong San kept staring blankly ahead, stunned. I don't know what to do. Later, I subconsciously remembered to pat him on the back, but I couldn't afford to say anything comforting, and looked down at the pear blossoms with rain. It was like an endless wind and rain, not a wave of unsettled waves, and like a huge whirlpool that was born with heaven and earth, inhaling Gong San deeply and unable to extricate himself.

Gradually, Gong San's face couldn't help but show a little confusion, and the confusion was superimposed little by little, and he was deeply stupid. Taking a deep breath, his shoulders shrugged, he suddenly felt that the clothes on his back were slightly sticky to the skin, and he felt slightly damp, and when he looked back, it turned out to be the silver-gray wet sweat towel that was still stuffed in the hand of the person in his arms, and it was wet because the hand pinching the sweat towel was tightly grasping the back of his clothes.

Gong San pushed him away slightly, the man's aggrieved mouth grinned fiercely, tears were like streams, gurgling endlessly, but Gong San wanted to stand under this big willow tree forever and watch him cry. Gong San raised his hand to wipe the tears that he had dripped from his delicate jaw and ignored it for a long time, but the sea did not dry up.

Gong San gently wiped his thumb under his eyes a few times, then sighed and took the silver-gray sweat towel from his hand. Who knew that the man was so engaged that he only knew how to cry, and he was unaware of everything around him, even if you didn't tie his belt and ripped off his pants now, he wouldn't react.

Gong Sanhuan's hand straightening the sweat towel behind his waist suddenly paused when he was three inches away from the waist of his pants, and then let it go. He took off his black embroidered goshawk silk sweat scarf, tied it around Canghai's waist, and tied the sweat towel of the miracle doctor outside his pants.

Looking at his tearful eyes that had no sense of resistance, he suddenly smiled. He lifted his shirt again and saw that he was tying it exactly one circle, hanging down a long sweat towel, and actually wrapped it around his waist twice, and he could tie a small square knot, and the goshawk soared at the end. The small umbilicus on the white belly trembled slightly as it sobbed.

Gong San took his right hand and smiled, "Let's go back." ”

Gong San walked, he followed, Gong San stopped, he also stood still, except for holding his left hand, Gong San had no opinion on what he did. Of course, Gong San didn't do anything, he just wanted to pull him with another hand, and he found out the secret. All he knew was crying. But when you see the steps, you will climb, and when you see the threshold, you will step up, and you won't hurt yourself anyway.

So Gong San smiled very speechlessly. In order not to be seen and said to be making him cry, Gong San has been carefully detouring to a quiet place. In front of the gate of Canghai Courtyard, Gong San still had to go inside, but Canghai stood on his own. He wiped his face with his sleeve.

Gong San smiled and coaxed: "When you get home, I will send you in?"

Canghai returned his hand and pushed Gong San's shoulder.

Gong San smiled and said, "What's the matter? I don't need to send it to you, then I will see you go in and leave by yourself, okay?"

Canghai bowed his head and entered the courtyard gate like a child. Although he lowered his head, his teary eyes were blurry and he couldn't see the road clearly.

Gong San saw his thin back enter the house, stood up again, and then turned around with a smile, just walked through the side of the courtyard leaf curtain, his heart suddenly moved, and when he looked back, the man didn't even change his clothes, just shook out of his pants and gowns, and walked west. The red eyelids that wept from crying drooped slightly, slightly swollen.

Gong San followed him all the way to the guest room, and saw him enter Jinting's room before leaving with confidence.

Jin Ting was taken aback.

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