Wu looked at the warmth.
Section 564
Warmth shook his head at him and turned to the sacred way "Stop it"
"Warm son, I’m not making trouble. I just regret it. I don’t want you to go. Why are we going to see him? You don’t like it when he sees it for no reason, and he will torture himself … "
Zhou Hanhan interrupted, "What regrets do you have after you have returned this sacred share?"
Sacred seems to be stubborn. "I just regret it, can’t I?"
"You …"
Fu Yunyi came out to beat around the bush. "Well, both of you don’t argue to let Warm Son decide for himself. No one is allowed to stop Warm Son. If he wants to leave, no one can stay. We all listen to Warm Son."
Seconded with a longing nod
Weeks not cold and sacred watched her.
Warm heart "you are really … so I can decide, right? Then I decide to go, and none of you will follow me. Just wait for me in the car. I promise that I will be safe and happy when I come back, okay? "
"Warm son …" What else is sacred to say?
Zhou Hanhan didn’t give him a chance anymore. Pulling the door and holding her hand, he left the car and lost a sentence, "I am with you, you can rest assured that if she is hurt, I will take my life."
Words fall head also don’t back to accompany her into the building.
The sacred eyes are red when watching this scene.
Looked at longing nai shouted "eldest brother, what did you do just now? Know that warm sex since I’m here won’t go back on our word you still … "
Sacred SOB "I can’t help it"
Shenwangyu
Fu Yunyi didn’t good the spirit stare at him, but he sighed in his heart. In fact, he also regretted how hard Nuer struggled to step into that door. He saw it in his eyes and it hurt in his heart, which forced her to face it.
It’s better to face than to avoid, it’s a positive attitude, and it’s the right way to deal with problems, but he just can’t bear it. He’d rather let her hide for a generation by mistake, but now she and they are here.
Sitting in the car, he hardly dared to imagine the meeting scene.
……
In fact, they are all too anxious and worried about the warmth. The most difficult thing is to struggle and suffer. But when she crosses that threshold, her heart is strangely calm. She is not worried about the safety of the tribe to comfort herself, but really thinks that maybe Wen Jun’s father and mother gave her courage in heaven.
Zhou Hanhan kept holding her hand tightly and wanted to give her courage and strength to walk that way. He hesitated several times and swallowed it back. He said that no matter how much, it would be better for them to meet face to face.
Step by step, step on the ancient wooden ladder and make a long creak. Go straight to a door. Zhou Hanhan pulls her to stop. "Uncle Nuan Jiang is inside. Do you want me to go in with you?"
Warm shook his head.
"Well, I’ll wait for you outside. If you need anything, just shout."
"hmm"
Zhou Hangang was about to help her push the door and pull the warm heart from the inside, but when she saw the bearer, she breathed a sigh of relief and felt inexplicably sorry at the same time. She shouted "Wan Zong" indifferently.
Wantong looked at her with haggard face and sad eyes and said hoarsely, "You are here at last."
Warm pull up a sneer.
Wantong just wanted to say anything, but he was pulled aside by Zhou Hanhan. "Let the warmth go in and you stay outside."
Wantong hesitated "this …"
Zhou Hanhan stared at him sharply and he bowed his head and said nothing.
Warm walk in backhand door
The purpose is very spacious, and the living room is very exquisite. She glanced at it and walked slowly in. Every step was like stepping on her heart, not hurting, but holding on to it, which made her bite her lip involuntarily.
She thought that when she walked in, she would see him lying in bed. What expression would she have to face to open her mouth? What should she say in the first sentence? Suddenly, he rushed out from the inside. It seemed that if he was a little slow, he would vent his courage.
She suddenly shocked her heart and slammed her eyes with that dazzling white hair at the bottom.
He also froze mumbling a "warm son …"
☆ Chapter 54 Be careful to please.
"Warm son …"
This warmth is no stranger. Many people call her grandma, aunt and cousin so much. Later, they call her sacred, loving, affectionate and gentle. Everyone is different and has the same deep feelings.
She is also used to such intimate address, which belongs to her.
But at the moment, when these two words came out of his mouth, she suddenly became unbearable, or the two words tasted different. Among them, the feelings were complex and strong, like surging sea water rushing towards her, and she was caught off guard for a moment, and her white heart was numb and numb, and gradually it seemed to be stung by something, which made her suddenly wake up a little embarrassed and eager. The dazzling white hair disappeared from the bottom of her eyes, and her mood became indifferent and sparse again. She heard herself calm and shouted "President Jiang!"
The most hurtful thing in this world is actually not a knife, but speaking words.
For Jiang Quan, three words and one address, several people have called for his respect, respect, compliment and eagerness, including his political opponents gnashing their teeth, but he was shocked to hear this at the moment.
President Jiang?
Does she deserve this?
Jiang Quan’s heart is like a knife. She should hate herself. Why should he expect and expect her to call herself a dad? Before yesterday, he didn’t even know that she was here, let alone nurture him. She should have a grudge. She knew he was there, but she avoided seeing him. Don’t you just say that she didn’t want to know him at all? Isn’t he content that she can come today and be in front of himself?
Rational, he knows that everything can’t be rushed, but his feelings are really hard to accept. The two people who should be closest are now more indifferent than strangers. It’s not that she is indifferent to herself. God knows how much he wants to love her and compensate her!
There is a person in Jiangquan’s bones who has been calm after years of experience. His heart is like earth-shaking. Finally, he gradually restrained himself from being too rude. He thought that Wantong should talk to him before going out. Don’t worry, don’t scare her. Even if they have been missing for too many years, even their own father and daughter should slowly cultivate, run in and build up. Especially if he is sorry for her and guilty, he should have enough patience and strong endurance.
For example, at the moment, she coldly calls herself President Jiang, and he has to endure it and squeeze out a smile to face "You, you just arrived in the imperial city?"
"Well …"
"Are you tired all the way?"
"Well …"
"Body injury can be all right? Shall I call the doctor in to show you? "
"no!"
Ask and answer, he asks eagerly and carefully, and she responds with alienation and indifference.
Jiang Quan suddenly held his mouth and coughed a few times. The depressing and painful sound was really warm in his ears. He turned around and went outside to sit on the sofa. He froze his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he slowly came over. His footsteps were much heavier, and it seemed quite difficult to sit down. There was paper on the coffee table. He took out a few pieces and wiped a mouth without throwing it in his hand.
I don’t want to see the warmth, but Yu Guangli was still broken in by the deep red blood. They told her those words before her breathing started again. When he heard the truth, he vomited blood and was unconscious, and he became bald all night. What was this? Are you atoning for yourself? So who can win sympathy and be forgiven? No, she won’t be soft-hearted
But now that she saw it with her own eyes, she realized that she was wrong. Seeing it was far more powerful than hearing it. At this moment, she hated her weakness and kindness. She told herself over and over again that he was the culprit and the source of all the pain …
I hate to hear "Warm children come to drink tea" before it disappears. I heard that you like it, so people prepared it early in the morning. Try whether you like the taste or not. If you don’t like it, I’ll make another one for you … "
Warm indifference interrupts "thank you, I’m not thirsty"