why continue

The atmosphere in the room finally relaxed again. Ava took the baby from Wei Yuanzheng's hand to feed him. Wei Yuanzheng put down his arm and shook it exaggeratedly, "It's obviously such a small ball, how can it be easier to hold it than I trained it?" Difficult?"

Don't think he smiled, but didn't answer.

Because of this little episode, the previous relaxed atmosphere in the room disappeared, and there was an inexplicable silence.

"It's getting late, you're going to bed, I can hardly open my eyes." Wei Yuanzheng didn't want to keep the lively atmosphere here, and he had an intuition that the child should not want to talk more about that "Mr. Chu".

Over the years, they have developed a tacit understanding. Some people don't ask if they can't ask, and some people don't mention it if they can.

Wei Yuanzheng is not a particularly careful person, or perhaps it was because of the unfamiliar and polite attitude of Chu Xuan and Mo Gan that he didn't think too much about it. When he later found out that "Mr. Chu" was the father of the child, he reflected on his own experience Is the reflex arc really missing arms and legs?

"Okay, you go to rest," the worries before coming, the dusty rush all the way when coming, and the tossing and tossing after coming, the iron body should be tired, so don't hesitate to push him to the door , "Go take a shower and have a good sleep."

"Don't, don't, you stay here, I'll go by myself, boy, don't run around, what if you fall?" When he moved, Wei Yuanzheng was so frightened that he held him down and pushed him back to the bed, "I'll go by myself, You just lie down and sleep, and you sleep." Now this kid is the key protection target in his eyes, and he can't be bumped or touched.

Don't think it's not competitive, don't move if you don't want to move, obediently take off your shoes and climb up, lie down on the bed, "Okay, you go quickly."

Seeing him obediently lying still, Wei Yuanzheng felt relieved, the fatigue all over his body hit him like a tide, and instantly swept over him, and he leaned against the wall beside the door without even taking a step out of the door.

His back was pressed against the wall, his long legs supported him, he stood and bent, and his depression almost overwhelmed him immediately.

He thought he should need a cigarette at this moment, just one...

It's a pity that he can't, he doesn't have the right to vent, not even a cigarette.

They... In the end, how did they make people live like this step by step?

This kind of out of control, this outrageous, no matter what fate rewards, you have to stretch out your hands, you can't protest, you can't give up your picks, you don't even have the power to vent, just go on silently like this, swallowing hard, and you are not allowed to reason. Don't say no.

Why?

...Why?

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"Are you settled?" Wei Yuanzheng held the phone in his left hand, biting the protective bandage wrapped around his right wrist with his teeth while talking. There were people coming and going in the locker room, all of them were tall and long-legged. He couldn't let it go, "Well...it's pasted on the door frame...was the journey going well?" Wei Yuanzheng turned sideways to let people, but he squeezed and stuck on the door frame.

"Zheng'er, which little lover are you talking on the phone with?" The captain joking behind him hurriedly squeezed through the door sideways, "You're in good spirits, how about two more hours of physical training later?"

"I beg you to let me go, aunt, I have been abused for a week, a whole week!" Hearing this, Wei Yuanzheng was almost not crazy, and he couldn't even talk on the phone, "Please be a person, You are the captain, not the stepmother!"

"But don't I look at you very energetic?"

"Don't you want to let people take a breath? Living people have to take a breath."

"Oh, are you still alive? I thought you'd already been trained as a walking dead..."

Don't dislike listening to the slapstick coming from the other end of the phone, I can't help but smile knowingly, people really need sustenance to stand firmly, he needs it, and Ah Zheng needs it too...

"Momo, Momo—are you disconnected? Can you hear me?"

The repeated inquiries on the phone drew back Mo Zhen's attention, "I can hear you, Ah Zheng."

"I thought your signal was not good, and the connection was disconnected. How is it? Did the journey go well?" When he went to Yuecheng, he didn't think about anything. Only then did he know that things were unexpected, he had no preparations, he couldn't settle down with adults and children, he had to go back home alone, but he had just returned to China to start preparations, but was suddenly told that he was going to Europe with him.