Straight man training manual

, resisted not to use force.

But as the time of Yin was getting closer, Wen Hongshan couldn't control the violent contraction of his abdomen. His whole figure was fished out of the water, and he couldn't help letting out a painful moan that was stuffed in his throat.

Jiang Ping paused for a moment.

It was also this pause. The female ghost who almost forgot who she was just now suddenly regained her obsession. She was already dazed by that altar, but she still remembered why she died. Only hatred supported her. Disappeared, and quickly crawled in the direction of the host.

"Lin Yiliu, it's not worth it." Jiang Ping called out her name.

He already knew most of the woman's past, and only pity remained in his heart.

"He doesn't deserve your murder, and this family doesn't deserve it either. One level of murder is one level of hell."

The hostess was so frightened, he knelt on the ground and cried, "Don't come here, you can't blame me for your death...it's all...it's all..."

Seeing this, the female ghost was about to be enraged again, Wen Hongshan glanced at the man impatiently, and cursed: "Shut up."

"Lin Yiliu, it's not worth it." Jiang Ping repeated it patiently, not paying attention to the man's noise.

The female ghost couldn't speak, and the glass in the hall burst suddenly. After a while, blood appeared on the wall.

"There is a grievance and a debtor. After I have avenged my revenge, I will naturally not make trouble again."

☆、Haunted House

Once the green silk was lingering, and each other vowed to pay for life.

Who knows that Lang is changeable, knowing people and faces but not heart.

Lin Yiliu can barely be regarded as Jiang Ping's colleague. He is a fashion designer with some achievements. He has his own independent studio. He even designed clothes for leaders. Lin Yiliu himself is also one of the best beauty bones. model.

When meeting a man, Lin Yiliu fell in love uncontrollably.Men are gentle, considerate and kind, without any machismo. Lin Yiliu likes this type.

Before the two entered marriage, Lin Yiliu also pointed out that the man should be mentally prepared. She is in the rising stage of her career and has no plans to have children in the short term. If she can't accept it, she can also accept a peaceful breakup.

The man readily agreed.

However, life after marriage quickly turned into a nightmare. Lin Yiliu was a little exhausted from her mother-in-law's birth every day. She asked the man to communicate more with his mother several times. The man promised, but never made a clear statement.

"Women must have children, and our family has to carry on the family."

"Xiao Liu, it's not that mother-in-law wants to say something about you. You know that you are filial to your mother-in-law, but at this age, the thing that mother-in-law wants to see most is holding grandchildren."

"Xiao Liu, you can't be like this. Don't work so hard. Our son doesn't know how to make money. Your mother-in-law will give you nutrition at home. Let's try to have the child as soon as possible."

"..."

Lin Yiliu finally couldn't bear it anymore, she asked the man: "Didn't you agree that you can accept not having children?"

"Yi Liu, the old man has no other wish, but wants to be a grandson before he dies. You can't be so selfish, right?"

Lin Yiliu almost gritted her teeth. Sometimes she felt pain, anger, and wanted to resist, and sometimes she wondered if she was wrong, if she didn't take up the responsibility of a wife.

Lin Yiliu finally gave in, but when she went to the hospital for an examination, she was told that the doctor did not advise her to get pregnant.

"Oh, is what the doctor said reliable?"

"I'll help you make up your body, you two should try more, try more, maybe you will get it, right?"

"Oh, why did I find such a daughter-in-law..."

Lin Yiliu took supplements painfully every day, and gained 20 catties in a short period of time. Her original perfect body gradually became mediocre. What was even more nightmare was that she was pregnant.

Lin Yiliu suffered from a threatened miscarriage when she was three months pregnant, and almost lost the baby. She received fluids for ten hours a day, couldn't eat, and threw up whatever she ate.

But what is waiting for her is not the love and care from her lover and family.

When Lin Yiliu was six months old, she suddenly heard that her mother-in-law was introducing a new partner to her son, who was young, energetic, well-behaved, and most importantly able to bear children.

Lin Yiliu gave birth prematurely at seven months. When she was born prematurely, her mother-in-law was in the living room and heard her wailing and screaming in the room, and said:

"It's still early, it's normal to feel uncomfortable, why are you the only one with so many problems?"

Lin Yiliu was already disheartened and impatient at the time, and laughed and scolded: "You don't feel pain in your back when you're standing and talking, why don't you let your son give birth by himself? It's really awesome. Now foreign countries also have technology, and I will pay for it. Postpartum care I am responsible, is he willing?"

"Justified?"

"I think you all have your own selfish desires, and I married here because I was blind." Lin Yiliu's face was livid from the pain, but he didn't show weakness, he just scolded viciously.

Probably from that time on, he has repeated the deep-rooted hatred countless times.

After Lin Yiliu gave birth to a stillborn baby, she was lingering on the bed. The uterus was damaged, the vagina was torn, and the postoperative recovery was poor. Eventually, she died due to postoperative complications.But the man's family didn't even have a decent funeral, they hurriedly moved away from the original family, and soon formed a new family.

If Lin Yiliu doesn't hate, it's impossible not to hate.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have turned into a ghost, wandering around the world in vain, just to complete her revenge.

When Lin Yiliu was dying, she seldom spoke, only closed herself in her own world, and occasionally wrote something.

On the last page of the book, Lin Yiliu's writing has become cursive.Some are illegible, but it seems that a few lines of words can still be vaguely read.

"If you give your heart wrongly, you will be blind, if you should stop, you will be blind."

"There is no light in the world."

Looking at the memory of the woman on the wall, Wen Hongshan felt terrified, not because President Wen had so much empathy for the female ghost, but because he was worried about Jiang Ping.

The few times when no safety measures were taken, it was indeed Jiang Ping who said it was okay, but Wen Hongshan was a little afraid that his family would find Jiang Ping without telling him and put pressure on Jiang Ping, so Jiang Ping would agree to have children.

It is rare for Wen Hongshan to understand the female ghost's thoughts, because in this world, if Jiang Ping is the only person he hates, he may be him, because although a man's mother-in-law is also annoying, when a woman chooses marriage, she is not Because the mother-in-law chose.

They are the ones who have seriously chosen to entrust their lives.

The same is true for Jiang Ping, he is the person Jiang Ping has seriously chosen to entrust his life to, but he always leaves him behind, thinking that giving him enough maternity leave and arranging a comeback is enough, ignoring those few days. Months of needs, and he is even unaware of the pressure his family has put on Jiang Ping.

Wen Hongshan felt that he was a little luckier than that man, at least he still had a chance to try to redeem himself.

After Jiang Ping stopped the requiem, the ghost fetus lost its suppression and gradually became agitated.Wen Hongshan clamped his legs tightly, his stomach was so hard that he couldn't touch it, and when he touched it, he felt a burning pain like a broken skin.

Jiang Ping smiled softly, and said softly: "It's not necessarily an obligation, childbirth is a kind of freedom, and there is room for choosing whether to have children or not. I think this may be more important."

"Some people fear, and some people look forward to it." Jiang Ping looked soothingly in the direction of Wenhong Mountain, and his brows were stretched, showing softer lines.

Jiang Ping wanted to tell Wen Hongshan that he was different from Lin Yiliu. Although he sympathized with Lin Yiliu's experience and could empathize with Lin Yiliu, he didn't feel hatred because of it, he was just disappointed.

The female ghost didn't move, nor did she answer.

After a while, a few red letters appeared on the wall: Why?

Why do you have to bear this kind of obligation just because you have the ability, why does love require endless sacrifice and compromise, why should it be arranged and decided by others when it is clearly your own life?

Lin Yiliu had too much resentment and dissatisfaction to vent in his heart, and the whole wall was covered with blood.

☆、Haunted House

Feeling of guilt almost overwhelmed Wen Hongshan, he just gritted his teeth and swallowed all the pain into his stomach.

Jiang Ping simply sat on the ground, thinking that we could chat with the female ghost for five yuan, and it would be fine to talk, as long as he can reassure his soul.

"Sister, don't be impatient, don't be in a hurry to get revenge early, right? Listen to me first, I have a friend." Jiang Ping said with a smile, and when he grinned, he would There are two inconspicuous small canine teeth.

"He's a man, married to another man."

520, who eats melon seeds and licks dogs, can't help complaining: The friend you're talking about is yourself, right?

"You are already a lonely ghost now. You probably don't need to tell you the value of life and the meaning of life. Let me tell you about the pros and cons. You think it's worth anything as long as you can get revenge, but let me tell you , it’s better to make a deal.”

Lin Yiliu didn't know what to type on the public screen, she wanted to say so what does your friend have to do with my experience.

"That friend of mine was just like you. She was born prematurely and had no one around her. Most of the time during her pregnancy, her partner was a working machine without emotion. It can be said that the listener was sad and the hearer shed tears."

Lin Yiliu felt nothing in his heart and even wanted to draw an ellipsis on the wall.

"However, he let his partner successfully taste the same taste! Especially now that the timing is just right, you don't need to spend one or two thousand spiritual power, the ready-made ghost is here, you see, there is an ignorant who broke into your The poor passer-by at home, even though he touched something that shouldn't be touched, he just released the shackles of the house, allowing you to leave that house and come here. On your side, there is a person you want to take revenge on, but It would be too cheap to kill him, why don't you discuss it with the child and let the child stay in the belly of the big pig's trotter? In this way, both of your wishes will be fulfilled, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

Some people are calm on the surface, but secretly watching the ghost, their legs are so weak that they can't stand at all.

His brain can turn a little bit, and he knows that Jiang Ping is trying to solve Wen Hongshan's big problem.

But Mr. Wen is no ordinary person. In Jiang Ping's speech, Wen Hongshan missed all the key points.

Wen Hongshan summed up and sorted out Jiang Ping's speech, and believed that Jiang Ping proposed two crimes and one method.

Too busy with work; don't care.

Method: replace it with your own body.

So Wen Hongshan became more and more quiet like a chicken. It was a fact that he was busy during that time. Jiang Ping was usually asleep when he came home, and Jiang Ping was still awake when he left, and there were phone calls when the two of them had a meal.

He didn't say a few words to Jiang Ping, and he could only gently get up and rub his hands, feet and stiff waist every day when Jiang Ping hummed twice in the middle of the night and felt uncomfortable.

For a while, there were only men crying and howling like ghosts, crying like ghosts. After a while, Lin Yiliu agreed.Like when in a haunted house, Lin Yiliu, as a well-bred female ghost, sat down on the sofa very dignifiedly and generously.

A big word appeared on the wall: Wait.

"What are you waiting for?" Jiang Ping was puzzled

"There is still one hour left in the yin time. The yin door will open and the ghost will come out. At that time, I will guide it into the man's body."

"You want to wait for the ghost to come out by itself first?"

"nature."

Jiang Ping has no heart to care about the love and hatred in it now, he can't control it, and he can't control it.He doesn't even know how to live his own life, how to guide the lives of others.

Wen Hongshan recovered from the long pain, and saw Jiang Ping kneeling beside him nervously, looking at him with some anxiety.

The man's originally tall belly had fallen out of shape, but the man twisted his legs, and he didn't look like he was going to exert any force.But the legs were still involuntarily stretched apart, and the pain came and went.

The heart of this body really couldn't support the high load of pain, and Wen Hongshan's panting would cause heart cramps, but he still tried to find out the direction in the white space in front of him, and smiled at Jiang Ping with difficulty. .

I hope that Jiang Ping's mentality can be a little more balanced. Although Wen Hongshan knows that if the injury is caused, it is caused, but seeing the enemy suffer more will probably make him feel more comfortable, which is human nature.

However, the time for Yinshi was getting closer and closer, and Jiang Ping dared not touch his lower abdomen as hard as a stone. He knew that touching it under such circumstances would make him want to die in pain.

Wen Hongshan had worse back pain than abdominal pain.The lumbar spine kept making a rusty sound like creaking.Jiang Ping quickly reached out to support his waist, and coaxed him in a crying voice: "Can you hear me? Don't be afraid, I, I, I, I, I, I have experience, you just follow one, two, three, and it will come out soon It's..."

Wen Hongshan heard it and wanted to laugh a little.The closer it is to Yinshi, the more hostile the ghost fetus will be. If that little bastard is really allowed to come out in Yinshi, everyone in this house will probably go to hell today, and maybe only Lin Yiliu will be happy.

The pain was so severe that Wen Hongshan just grabbed Jiang Ping's back and shivered, and couldn't bear it any longer, he supported his sore lower back with both hands and stood up vigorously, moaning hoarsely from his throat.

The more the pain, the more lucid Wen Hongshan became.

He even didn't understand how he had the guts to beg Jiang Ping to get back together before.Enduring this kind of pain alone can probably really drive people crazy.

Ten minutes before Yinshi, the agitation of the ghost fetus reached its peak, almost frantically looking for the exit, wishing to tear the flesh directly, the heavy punches and kicks made Wen Hongshan retch a few times, and the remaining Both water and stomach acid poured out.

Following an explosion of pain, Wen Hongshan suddenly tightened his grip on Jiang Ping, and let out a low growl uncontrollably.

When Jiang Ping touched the wet ground, it was covered with sweat and blood.

The bones of the lower body seemed to be cracked, even so, he still had to resist the instinct of exerting force.Wen Hongshan remained silent the whole time, and only when he was really out of breath, did he let out a few painful grunts.

In just 10 minutes, Ghost Tire squeezed to the exit abruptly.But Wen Hongshan still does not intend to admit defeat, the word admit defeat does not exist in Wen Hongshan's dictionary.

He supported his belly that had almost fallen to his thigh, and at that moment Wen Hongshan realized that pure pain could really drive a person crazy, and it spread along the nerves to all the limbs and bones of the body.

With the torso as the center, even the bones at the fingertips hurt as if they were smashed.His whole body seemed to be run over, but he managed to survive the cloudy time like this.

Wen Hongshan almost passed out. He thought he had passed out for a long time, but in reality it was only a few minutes. In those few minutes, he seemed to see Jiang Ping tossing and turning in such pain, but he didn't wait for him to appear. .

Wen Hongshan lost all strength, his face was as white as a wall, but when Jiang Ping put his hand into his palm, Wen Hongshan rubbed it hard.

"Does this make you feel better?"

☆、Haunted House

"I feel so bad." Jiang Ping was distressed and angry, and was almost scared to death by Wen Hongshan. He reacted with horror and fear for a long time before he realized what Wen Hongshan meant.

"You are stupid, I feel good only when I'm crazy? What's the point of tossing yourself like this? Are you happy to see that I love you? Are you stupid..."

Anyway, Wen Hongshan didn't understand why Jiang Ping called him stupid, but luckily he survived the dark time.

Lin Yiliu, who had been forgotten by the side, looked dumbfounded. She had been suppressed by Jiang Ping's requiem ceremony, leaving only a trace of obsession. Jiang Ping didn't want to resort to violence. Requiem is to wash away the distracting thoughts in the soul. But if it is some formations to exorcise ghosts, it is more likely to make the opponent's soul fly away.

"Jiang Ping, wait a minute." Seeing that Jiang Ping was about to take out a few yellow talismans from the interlayer of his clothes, Wen Hongshan suddenly stopped him.

"I think, even if you kill Lin Yiliu, the haunted house won't be broken."

"Huh?" Jiang Ping began to be confused.

"Lin Yiliu is so weak now, but the yin energy in this house has not diminished. If there is no accident, the family should still be seriously ill."

Jiang Ping was reminded, and also noticed that the yin in the house hadn't dissipated much.

"I think the real owner of the haunted house is not Lin Yiliu, but this child." Wen Hongshan pointed to his swollen lower abdomen.

"Lin Yiliu was very afraid of the things I took out of the baby's room, and when you discussed with her just now, she said to wait for the ghost fetus to come out, but with the ability of a woman, she should not be able to defeat the ghost fetus, otherwise she would not Let me escape from that secret room at that time."

"She lied to you, she just hoped that... the ghost fetus could kill everyone here... that's all."

Lin Yiliu let out a hoarse laugh for the first time.

"Killing is not the only way to get revenge. Rather, in a sense, revenge is still necessary." Wen Hongshan supported Jiang Ping and his hand, and slowly sat up.

"Lin Yiliu, make a deal."

"What?" the woman wrote on the wall.

"Even if you kill this family, in the eyes of the world, this family is just a strange disease, and died suddenly overnight. Horror lovers will say that this place is haunted by ghosts, and turn this place into a new consumption place, just like breaking into it at that time. Same with me in the old house. In the end no one will know what happened to you and no one will condemn the man."

"I can help you if you have no choice, or you have no chance to express your resentment, grievance, and injustice."

"How can you help me? There is no proof... I... have no evidence..."

"Have you forgotten? I am a well-known host of a haunted house. I have never shown my face after the last live broadcast accident. Everyone on social media said that I was dead. And here is another person who barely lost his reputation. Little Taoist priest. There is no evidence for what happened, and even if there is no... people will believe what they want to believe."

"But why do you want to help me?" The dull complexion on the woman's face suddenly and slowly regained the luster of a living person, and her throat was gradually able to speak, and she no longer needed to use the blood on the wall to speak.

"Because it's not too difficult, it's just a matter of little effort." Wen Hongshan said.

Jiang Ping didn't know what to say, this was indeed the Wen Hongshan he was familiar with, and his attitude towards most things was so confident that it was almost arrogant.

But also very attractive.

Jiang Ping remembered that when the source of the picture leaked in the studio and almost destroyed an important project of Wen Hongshan, his voice was trembling nervously when he stood in Wen Hongshan's office to explain the situation, explaining to Wen Hongshan his current backup plan .

But Wen Hongshan didn't even frown, nodded after listening and said: "Then do as you said, and the company's design department will fully cooperate."

"But, but, I can't guarantee whether this plan can be better than the previous one, the time is too tight...and also..."

"It's not unexpected to be stolen by a competitor. I believe your studio and my design department have the ability, right, Jiang Gong?"

In the eyes of others, it may be considered as pressure, but only Jiang Ping knows how much tolerance and affirmation Wen Hongshan has given him by choosing to continue to trust and adopt his studio.

"Let's live broadcast. The mobile phone is fine. I'm afraid that I, uh, won't be able to hold on for too long." Wen Hongshan leaned against the wall, all his clothes were sticking to his body wetly, as if he had just been fished out of the water .

The ghost that had just calmed down for a while suddenly became agitated again, and his stomach was violently attacking, and a puddle of blood gathered under his body. A large amount of blood loss made Wen Hongshan's eyes start to turn black one after another. The pain was so great that he could only hold his stomach Half curled up on the ground enduring the pain.

Wen Hongshan pointed his phone at himself, and within 5 minutes of the live broadcast, a large number of fans and passersby poured in.

[! ! ! !Look what I found! ! ! ! 】

[Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa It's scary! ! !I also saw a shadow passing by! 】

【Fake it, grandstanding】

Wen Hongshan didn't care about those bullet screens, he tried his best to suppress the pain, and said in a steady tone: "Hi everyone, long time no see."

"I'm still alive, let you down."

"While there is still time, let me tell you what happened before..."

Wen Hongshan succinctly explained the story of Lin Yiliu he had seen before. His tone was calm, without any emotional preference or moral orientation, but the bullet screen still exploded.

【seriously? 】

[Why did you suddenly change the channel for family ethics dramas?]

【It's really disgusting when I go to that house】

【This is too unconscionable, you won’t be sent to the hospital even if it hurts】

Wen Hongshan stretched out his hand to Lin Yiliu, and handed over control of his body to her.

Lin Yiliu said coldly through Wen Hongshan's mouth:

"Is it an original sin not to have children?"

"Is having a child a mission?"

"Wen Hongshan" spit out these two questions slowly.

Jiang Ping helped him hold the phone, and saw "Wen Hongshan" staring at him with burning eyes.

"Reproductive freedom has been talked about for many years, but more often, individuals with reproductive ability are always questioned. It seems that if they do not undertake the mission of reproducing offspring, being a partner is dereliction of duty and meaningless."

"And what about the dignity and the price paid for procreation?"

Jiang Ping gently closed his eyelids, and his arm holding the phone trembled slightly.

It was too painful just to recall, the stomach mucosa was damaged due to vomiting during pregnancy, the backache in the late pregnancy was so painful that he couldn't stand up, and he didn't even dare to breathe heavily after giving birth.

"Wen Hongshan" pressed down the camera of the mobile phone, facing his bulging abdomen covered with ugly lines, and even pointed at his own lower body.

"Why? Why is it that because of the ability to reproduce, you are born to suffer more, pay more, and then get what? No one gave me an answer.

"If turning some people into reproductive machines is the only way to reproduce, then I'd rather humans go extinct now."

[I'll go, go, go, the anchor is this female ghost's upper body? 】

[Special effects are amazing! 】

【Prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony】

[That's because you are unlucky to meet such a husband. 】

【Everyone else can, why can't you】

Lin Yiliu no longer cared about the affairs behind him. After withdrawing from Wen Hongshan's body, Lin Yiliu bowed deeply to Wen Hongshan and the others, and hugged a small quilt in the bedroom upstairs. down.

"This is the quilt that wrapped the child after he was born. You may need it." As soon as Lin Yiliu finished speaking, he went to die.

"Have you ever hated me like this?" Wen Hongshan asked softly. Wen Hongshan had no confidence anymore, and he had no confidence in Jiang Ping at all.

"Aren't you always worried that my memory is not good?" Jiang Ping avoided answering, deftly bypassing Wen Hongshan's question.

"I've forgotten."

☆、Haunted House Chapter (final)

Wen Hongshan is straight, but not stupid.

It might be difficult to tell the difference on the phone, but when he was suddenly asked face to face, Jiang Ping was obviously taken aback before answering.

520 said that statistics show that people's subconscious answers are more inclined to real answers.Jiang Ping was lying to him.

As if waking up from a dream, Wen Hongshan suddenly felt that Jiang Ping, who had a memory, probably got tired of playing house with him in a boring way.

It's time for this game to end, too.

Wen Hongshan looked at the man not far away who fainted from fear at some point, pulled the small quilt, and said, "It's past the cloudy hour, how do you think about it? Requiem?"

"Children's souls can't be rested. They are too young, they don't understand anything, they don't know anything, they don't recognize gods and Buddhas, they don't believe in heaven, and their souls have no owner. How can they be safe?" Jiang Ping lowered his eyelids. An unformed soul is difficult to die and can only be eliminated.

"Let me set up a large formation." Jiang Ping gave up hinting that Wen Hongshan would quit the game, and Wen Hongshan's ability to accept the meaning behind his words was zero.

As a young Taoist priest in the new era, Jiang Ping's method of bloodletting and drawing formations is also very civilized. A blood-drawing needle is inserted in the position of the wrist blood vessel and connected to a catheter, and the blood is drawn out before drawing a large formation.

"There is no red dragon, let's use my blood to make up for it. My female friends don't believe in this kind of thing, and they are not willing."

Wen Hongshan was lying at the core of the big formation, his belly was as hard as an iron ball, and he fell heavily on his waist, his hips were stretched inch by inch, Wen Hongshan could no longer support his sitting position, and his arms were propped behind his back , I couldn't sit still because of my backache.

For a while, the lower body was also bleeding profusely, and the whole room was filled with a strong smell of blood, and it was impossible to tell who belonged to whom.

Accompanied by every violent contraction, Wen Hongshan could feel that naughty little thing piercing through the flesh and blood like a drill. In a trance, Wen Hongshan felt that countless babies were pressing on him, and there were countless babies on him. Crying and fussing.

He didn't realize that he was groaning/groaning unconsciously, Jiang Ping's scalp became numb when he heard it, and he quickly accelerated the speed of drawing the big formation.

There is no gap in the pain, every moment the ghost is struggling to rush out of the body.

Longing to come into the world, longing to be loved, longing to love the world.

But in the end, he was changed and abandoned by this world. These resentments that cannot understand these are gathered together, which is a ghost fetus.

They represent the little lives that were abandoned, decided, and not expected to come to this world.

The lumbar spine was protruded, and the pain seemed to be broken. The legs could not be closed at all, so they could only spread apart unnaturally.

The memory is actually not clear, only the time of experiencing the pain seemed to be stretched countless times. For a moment, Wen Hongshan had the illusion that this pain would last forever.

But he just gritted his teeth and trembled all over. When the ghost tore out a passage and appeared, he was wrapped in a familiar swaddle.

Wen Hongshan hugged it clumsily in his arms, and lowered his head to touch his ugly, fang-filled face.

The ghost fetus is a deformity, it has all the problems you can imagine.Ugly, weak, and not yet smart.

As if destined to be an outcast who was not expected to come to this world.

The moment the formation was completed, Jiang Ping heard the whole room filled with the crying of babies, which was so sharp that it was almost ear-piercing.

Jiang Ping couldn't help covering his ears.

Too much sadness and pain swept over Jiang Ping like a tidal wave. Like the little Jiang Ping who was abandoned back then, they still didn't understand the reason for being abandoned.

Just immersed in the pain of being discarded, they don't even feel that there is anything strange about themselves.

Prejudice is often instilled in children by adults, only healthy is beautiful, only the same is normal, Jiang Ping until he jumped out of the well of sitting in the well and realized that in this world, he is not the only man who can give birth Only then did he free himself from the barriers.

Those same-sex couples who are eager to have children of their own also choose to conceive and have children through surgery.

He is an ordinary member of them.

But amidst thousands of ghosts crying, Jiang Ping couldn't help, he didn't know what he should do with these children, they were normal and deserved to be loved.

"Don't cry, if you are my children, I will still love you."

A low-pitched male voice broke through the wailing.

Also pulled Jiang Ping out of that nightmare.

Jiang Ping suddenly realized that what saved him was not the improvement of knowledge or the broadening of his horizons, but only enabled him to face, understand and endure that difference.

What really saved him was not these things, it was Jiang Xin who took his hand and repeated over and over again, I love you, it was his older brother who protected his bullying younger brother at school and told him not to be afraid.

It was the time for him to let go of all the concealment and openly tell Wen Hongshan about his cowardice and inferiority complex.

The man frowned and interrupted him: "So what does it matter? Your body is good, and your shortcomings are also good, so what does this have to do with whether the two of us can get married? There is only one thing you need to confirm, you Love me, and so do I."

Jiang Ping looked at Wen Hongshan who was holding the swaddling baby. Wen Hongshan didn't seem to care about the other's ugly appearance at all.

Jiang Ping suddenly realized that the so-called correct way to destroy the haunted house, the big formation can only restrain the strength of the ghosts and restrict the actions of the ghosts. The book did not give a way to reduce the ghosts. When Jiang Ping thought that he might have found it.

They do this kind of business.Able to empathize better than ordinary people, Jiang Ping still vaguely discerned a little bit of inner voice from the sharp crying.

The reason why the ghost fetus hates everyone here is because of the helplessness of being abandoned, and it is also jealous of the child who was allowed to come into this world and grow up.

Jiang Ping slowly opened his eyes, trying to accept the other party's face like a corpse, and took the swaddling baby from Wen Hongshan, who was hugging awkwardly.

Even though he was still shaking with fear, he tried to love each other.

Jiang Ping lowered his head and touched the ghost's forehead lightly.

"Welcome to this world, I love you."

"I love you. Even though you probably don't understand, I love you all the same."

"Even if it is an unexpected birth, you will definitely find someone who will love you in the future."

"So, please go to your respective futures."

Countless faces of different children flashed in front of Jiang Ping, and I don't know how long it took, Jiang Ping's hand was lightened suddenly, the swaddle was suddenly empty, the whole house was swept away, and the moonlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The light came in, leaving only the living room with a strange formation printed on it.

The man who regained consciousness did not find the master. Jiang Ping and Wen Hongshan seemed to have disappeared forever in the social network. Many people said that Wen Hongshan was dead. Liberty #, #婚婚式儿童# are frequently searched on Weibo.

Some people also said that they heard the cries of countless babies over there that night, but in the end the house was radiant, as if a layer of glazed lamps had been added.

☆, reality

The first sentence when I wake up every day is to scold President Wen to tears.

Jiang Ping finally knew why his chest was filled with emotions that he didn't know where he came from when he woke up a few times ago.

When he opened his eyes, he was still in a trance caused by excessive blood loss, but he quickly bounced up from the bed, put on his coat and went upstairs and upstairs, and opened Wen Hongshan's fingerprint lock.

Jiang Ping came back that day to get some clothes and daily necessities, and went back to his original house with great integrity.

It is said that it was the original house, but it is actually in the same community as Wenhong Mountain, just one building away.

Wen Hongshan also woke up, but the lights in the room hadn't been turned on yet, the two of them didn't stay in there for too long this time, and it was still dark at the moment, so the adverse reactions coming out this time were not as bad as the previous two escapes Uncomfortable, but Wen Hongshan felt more tired than ever.

It was the kind of tiredness that seemed to have been exhausted after staying up for several nights.

His throat was dry and feverish, but he didn't even want to get up to get a bottle of water. Every joint in his body was sore and swollen, and the pain in his lower back seemed to be brought into reality, even though Wen Hongshan knew that these were just Just an illusion of the brain.

He quickly forgets the specific pain and exactly what happened.

All that remains are the documents he wrote while he still has memory.

"Wen Hongshan, you are going to piss me off. If you quit earlier, you won't have so much trouble? You are not allowed to use this bad system anymore!" Jiang Ping scolded while changing his shoes in the entrance.

The 520 connected to the smart home was as quiet as a chicken, and silently turned on the soft lights from the living room to the room.

"Wenhongshan? Are you still awake?" Jiang Ping lowered his voice to himself, and walked into the room lightly.

Rarely, the man did not sleep soundly, and curled up slightly on his side, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

Jiang Ping knew at a glance that something was wrong with Wen Hongshan's face. The man's lips were bloodless and his forehead was hot.For a moment, he didn't know whether Wen Hongshan was ill or was sick again.

Wen Hongshan seldom gets sick at ordinary times, he is like a man of iron, he seems to be able to keep on spinning vigorously without eating or sleeping, but now it seems as if a bone in his body has been taken away suddenly, within a short period of time