Lost Lovers

Tang Miao turned on the music player in her mobile phone, put on her earphones, listened to soft piano music, and gradually fell asleep.After not sleeping for long, I woke up suddenly, touched my forehead with sweat.

"Have a nightmare?"

Tang Miao suddenly heard Tang Sihuang's voice, and Tang Miao was taken aback, only to find that Tang Sihuang was lying on his bed, holding Tang Sihuang's arm, and his pillow fell on the carpet alone .

"Daddy."

Tang Sihuang didn't speak, and turned to face him, brushing the hair on his forehead with his slender index finger.Tang Miao itched a little as hair brushed across her skin.

"If time went back, I would still choose to kill that man."

"Oh? Why?" Tang Sihuang asked lightly, but he was surprised that his determination was so firm.His youngest son has really changed a lot. If it was before, let alone murder, he would not dare to kill a chicken.

Because that man was a sinister person, he was worried that if he didn't kill that man, that man would target the Tang family because of the car and food.Even if that man got rid of Boss Li's control, he might follow another Boss Zhang or Boss Wang.He was worried that one day the man would shoot sniper arrows in the dark and hurt Tang Sihuang.This was Tang Miao's reason, but he couldn't tell Tang Sihuang.In this life, as long as he is here, he will not let Tang Sihuang die.

"Damn that man, you did nothing wrong. But, you care about that man's son." Tang Sihuang's tone was very sure.

Tang Miao did not deny it, and her voice was softer: "He is innocent, I hope he will be saved by others."

Tang Sihuang raised the corner of his mouth.His younger son sympathized with the child, but had no intention of saving the child himself.interesting.

"If that little boy knows that his father is going to kill you, I don't know if he will sympathize with you."

Tang Miao didn't speak.

"Close your eyes and go to sleep."

Tang Miao closed her eyes and leaned against him, using him as a pillow.It's not the first time anyway.Much to his amazement, he slept through the night.Tang Sihuang was still on the bed because one of his arms was pressing on him.

"Good morning, Daddy." Tang Miao woke up quickly, retracted her arms, and rubbed her eyes.

"Got a good new."

"What good news can there be at this time?" Tang Miao asked casually, lacking in interest.

"Liao Chusheng doesn't have a son at all. You can imagine what he was thinking at the time." After Tang Sihuang finished speaking, he sat up unhurriedly, stretched on the bed, and walked slowly to the window, deep His eyes narrowed slightly, maybe because he just woke up, the blackness in his eyes was thicker and deeper than usual.He looked towards the back garden, and suddenly remembered that morning when he was woken up and saw Tang Miao running in the garden with Charles.

Tang Miao turned her head in surprise, smiled at him easily, and showed two deep dimples on her face.

"That's good."