poor little understand

Lin Muting had already sent a text message to the driver of Qingpingyuan to pick him up.

He now looks like he's gotten into a fight with someone, not to mention being conspicuous on public transport, and he definitely won't be able to get a taxi.He is also unwilling to return to the home that disappointed him to despair.

In the car, he calmly sent Dong Jianing a message, saying that he had been to Qingpingyuan this weekend, and when he got to Qingpingyuan, he got out of the car, and within a few steps, he was depressed all the time in the car, and his internal organs The nausea hidden inside suddenly poured out, making him vomit on the side of the road as if he wanted to vomit out his internal organs.

He used to have a bad stomach and often had nausea and vomiting, and had several attacks in Qingpingyuan. For more than a year, he thought he had recovered.

The lunch prepared by the chef at Qingpingyuan, including scrambled eggs with tomatoes, fried beans with yam, beef and celery, and pork ribs soup with mushrooms, was spat out from his stomach bit by bit.These red, yellow, and black colors mixed together made him feel even more uncomfortable, and he spit out tears and snot.

He belatedly thought of the moment when he reached into the urinal to pick up the ring, in the filth mixed with saliva, phlegm, cigarette butts, and urine, he reached in and stirred it again and again, the sticky touch .

"Ouch!" He wished he could cut off the right hand that was stretched in, delete the memory in his mind, wished he could vomit everything in his stomach.

This world is so fucking disgusting to him!

He thought that he didn't care at all, and he didn't know why, but when he arrived at Qingpingyuan, all his emotions surged out, and he vomited on the side of the road recklessly.

At this time, the only place in the whole world that he wants to go and can go to is Qingpingyuan, his and Lin Junchuo's home.

It seemed that he was so happy during this time, even though tears kept flowing from his eyes, he didn't know how to cry.

He kept telling himself that he was a 17-year-old man, that he was old enough and strong enough that he wasn't that coward who cried every now and then.

But now, he couldn't even cry.

The pain is extremely crippled and the soul mourns, the resentment is extremely deep and the heart is sad.

It turns out that when the heart hurts so much, people don't cry at all.

Suddenly, Lin Muting was wrapped into a familiar and warm embrace, and the man's mellow voice sounded like a silk string, "It's all right, it's all right, my darling, you're home, it's ok, my darling …..”

Just like when he moved into Qingpingyuan on the first day, Lin Junchuo tolerated him, guided him, cared for him, warmed him, and loved him from beginning to end.

This is his last retreat in this world.

This is the greatest luck in his life, the happiness that he is willing to give everything to protect.

The pain, anger, and sadness that had accumulated from the afternoon to the present burst out from the bottom of my heart in an instant, and finally there was a cry in my throat, and the tears that flowed unconsciously fell down like a torrential rain, Lin Muting cried hysterically, almost with a destructive anger, "Jin Ping, why is this happening? Why is this world so dirty and disgusting! It was obviously Lin Hongfang who hit me and threw away the ring. Why did I bow my head and admit defeat in the end? Isn't this world free, equal and fraternal? This Isn’t the world harmonious, beautiful and happy? Why is it so? Is this the world that awaits me when I grow up? If I were God, I would like to destroy the whole world, the whole universe!”

"Good boy" Lin Junchuo kept patting Lin Muting on the back, trying to make the vomiting boy feel better, while coaxing him, "You will find that people who feel bewildered, frightened or even disgusted by human behavior are not you. The first one, and it won't be the last. It's okay, cry, when you feel sad, you can cry too."

Lin Muting cried until his eyes were blurred, and he held Lin Junchuo's hand desperately with both hands, trying to draw courage from Lin Junchuo, but he couldn't resist the countless things he had tasted from his biological mother since he was a child. Disappointment, these disappointments crushed him again and again, and when he tasted some warmth, they knocked him down to the ground and crushed him mercilessly.

"My mother...my mother gave up on me again...she gave up on me for her husband again...she has been for her husband all her life...in the eyes of her husband, she Does she know what she is in her husband's eyes?"

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After Dong Jianing came out of No. [-] Middle School, she took the subway home in a daze.

She is used to being frugal. If she hadn't brought her son with her, there was really no need to waste money by taking a taxi.

What's more, she always felt hot when holding the bank card that Dai Hao gave her and deposited 1 yuan in cash.

She knew how wronged her son was today, but there was nothing she could do about it.Lin Mingcheng was the pillar of their family, once Lin Mingcheng boasted, their family would be ruined.

She didn't dare to face Lin Muting today, but fortunately Lin Muting also returned to Qingpingyuan today.

After sitting in the subway for almost two hours in a daze, it took more than ten minutes to walk from the subway entrance to their house.Dong Jianing wrapped the scarf around her neck tightly, and carried the mango cheese cake prepared for her son in her hands, and walked home in the howling wind, constantly worried about her son and whether today's events would affect her husband. Influence, how should I tell Lin Mingcheng.

The capital is building roads and buildings all the time, and Dong Jianing's usual road has been dug up again. This is the second time this year, and it's still February.

Dong Jianing detoured an easy but farther road, muttering as he walked, "I don't know what's the point of replacing the bougainvillea on the roadside with crabapple, do you have money but nowhere to spend it..."

A very familiar car suddenly broke into Dong Jianing's sight. She was surprised to find that her husband's car was parked on the side of the intersection, just blocked by the bougainvillea bushes, and it was less than two meters away from her in a straight line.

Her husband is her backbone, and Dong Jianing was about to step forward with joy on her face, when a voice that did not belong to her husband suddenly came from the passenger seat, "You haven't been to my place for several days, you touch my Ass, I miss you and want to lose weight."

She never knew that a man's voice could be so soft and slender, with a tenderness that women didn't have.

It belonged to Lin Mingcheng, and Dong Jianing's gentle voice that he had never heard before came out, "Sao-I'll touch my butt... Where is it that I lost weight? I think it's getting bigger. I can't even hold my hands. My ass is itching, hahaha..."

Dong Jianing's face was as white as paper, and her lips were bleeding from her own bite - she had never called Lin Mingcheng's husband, she never knew that she could be called Lin Mingcheng by that.

The two people in the car hugged each other and made some groans, and then the man in the passenger seat coquettishly gave Lin Mingcheng a hammer, "Honey, I don't care, you must come to my house to accompany me tomorrow, don't talk to that old woman , let alone touch her!"

Lin Mingcheng squeezed the lover in front of him, and heard his sticky groan with satisfaction, and kissed his lover's delicate and smooth face, "I haven't touched that ugly and old woman for more than ten years. Well, she is a servant in the family, how do you compare with her?"