Reborn Xueba: I am a giant

When Liang Cheng saw someone coming, his eyes were blurred. He subconsciously thought it was Sheng An, and quickly hugged Qiao Fengzhi's body: "Sheng An, Sheng An, is that you?"

Qiao Fengzhi moved Liang Cheng to bed with great effort: "Liang Cheng, look clearly, I am Qiao Fengzhi."

Liang Cheng's eyes had lost focus, only Sheng An's appearance appeared in his drunken eyes.

Qiao Fengzhi pulled out his hand, wanting to turn around and find something for Liang Cheng to soothe his hangover, but at this moment his hand was caught, and he flung it away helplessly.

The hand was grabbed again, and Liang Cheng's voice changed from behind: "Sheng'an, don't go."

Qiao Fengzhi shook it vigorously several times without breaking free, then turned to look at Liang Cheng, but he saw a horrifying scene.

A terrifying scene for him.

There was fruit in Liang Cheng's eyes, and he looked at Qiao Fengzhi hopefully, but Qiao Fengzhi knew that the person Liang Cheng was looking at was not him, but Sheng An.

This woman who had pursued Liang Cheng for two years, and then suddenly had a cold attitude towards Liang Cheng, and instead let Liang Cheng pursue her for nearly two years, was their childhood sweetheart.

But now the woman left Liangcheng when Liangcheng abandoned everything for her. He didn't know how many detours there were, but he still felt that Liangcheng was not worth it.

Then Liang Cheng's tears slid down his cheeks, and those two crystal clear tears slid all the way to the thin minibus, and then sank into the v-neck sweater Liang Cheng was wearing. His eyes looked at Qiao Fengzhi: "Sheng'an, I really want to you."

Liang Cheng's knuckle-boned hands slowly touched Qiao Fengzhi's face: "Sheng An, do you miss me?"

In Qiao Fengzhi's eyes, Liang Cheng was a tough guy, and he had been like this since childhood.

He had never seen Liang Cheng cry, only seen Liang Cheng make others cry.

But this person, at this very moment, was very drunk and shed his manly tears.

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.

Qiao Fengzhi sighed, the word love is really not something everyone can touch.

It is as beautiful and deadly as a poppy.

After Liang Cheng fell asleep, Qiao Fengzhi put Liang Cheng's hand under the quilt.

The next day, Qiao Fengzhi found a nanny for Liang Cheng, and Liang Cheng kicked him out after only staying for 3 minutes.

Qiao Fengzhi thought helplessly: He really was the mother's fate.

So he resigned himself to taking care of Liang Cheng.

This Saturday, a person came to this small rental house.The man was wearing a dark blue dress, the fabric was of the highest quality, and the style was custom-made.

She stepped into the room wearing high heels, and as soon as she entered the room, her pretty brows frowned involuntarily.

The corners of his mouth were down, and he covered his nose with his hands.

Little by little, he stepped over the wine bottles all over the floor and walked into the house.

The house was in a mess, with wine bottles and vomit all over the floor. She admitted that she had never been in such a dirty place since she grew up.

But this time I had to come.

She walked up to the only living thing in the room and knelt down, looking at the muddy Liang Cheng who looked like a stranger in front of her.

He ordered his subordinates to buy sober medicine for Liang Cheng.

It took Liang Cheng a long time to wake up. He looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes gradually focused, and then he shouted: "Mom."

Mrs. Liang touched Liang Cheng's head: "Son, do you understand? You abandoned everything for Sheng'an, but Sheng'an abandoned you when you were in the most difficult time."

Liang Cheng was silent and did not speak, and then Mrs. Liang said again: "Are you willing to come back?"