After the innocent single-soldier king was picked up by the drama queen

Qin Chaomu closed his eyes, his moist eyelashes trembling, his knuckles holding on to the armrest of the chair turned white, and there was something stuck in his throat, as if even his breathing was being blocked.

How ironic.

He loved that woman, so even his son's name was chosen according to that woman's preference.

Morning sun...morning and dusk.

His name was decided before she was even born.

I really don’t know if it’s more shameful or more ironic.

At this moment, the man seemed to be ambushed again, because there were several more explosions on the screen. The man should be holding the little girl and continuing to run up, his rapid breathing accompanied by messy footsteps.

"Chaoyang, Dad only wants you to do one thing..."

"If one day you return to this position...remember to help uncle take care of him...if one day he does something wrong..."

"boom--"

Suddenly there was a loud noise, like the sound of something being hit, followed by the sounds of collisions and fighting, and the man's voice paused for a long time.

When everyone was tensed up, a man's voice suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs: "The door is open, climb up... Xiao Chaoyang."

This sentence seems to be shouted from the soul, with the fearlessness of breaking the cauldron.

"Dad - don't -" The little girl's voice could no longer hide the panic in the chaos. It seems like someone is forcing something.

The little girl who had not cried during the hail of bullets suddenly burst into tears at this moment.

"Dad, can you come with me...I beg you."

"Don't leave me. I'm so scared to be alone...I will be very good. I won't cry. You see, I won't cry..."

"Dad, look at me, look, look, I'm not crying..."

"Dad - don't - don't -"

She screamed and cried in panic, but it seemed as if she was suppressing and didn't dare to cry so loudly, as if she was afraid of being abandoned by the person.

Everyone had begun to cry. Their backs were turned to the screen, so they could not see the separation of life and death on the screen. It was probably the man who pressed his back against the door and pushed the little girl onto the rooftop alone.

Then there was a muffled knock on the door. The five or six-year-old girl didn't have much strength, but the stubborn knock on the door was almost like a needle pricking her. Her sensible and suppressed crying made everyone red-eyed.

"Dad, please open the door - don't go back... Please, please come with me, please Chaoyang, please Chaoyang -"

After shouting the last sentence, the little girl finally cried uncontrollably.

"Run up! Little Chaoyang, don't look back!" The man yelled, as if he was still fighting with someone. He breathed hard and shouted loudly: "The second thing, I want to find your mother, do you know? ? I love your mother! I love Dong Lixi! Xiao Chaoyang, my father will not survive!"

Can't live anymore!

Can't live anymore...

The man's voice echoed in the corridor, echoed on the screen, and echoed throughout the hall.

Qin Chaomu staggered back a step, and his arm was suddenly held by someone, his eyes were terrifyingly red.

But the little girl at that time would definitely not understand this sentence.

She finally cried out, almost crying uncontrollably at this moment.

Tong Yin in the chaos of fireworks is like an abandoned little flower, "Why do you say you can't live when you can obviously live? Why... why do you have to die... why do you have to leave me alone... why..."

It was as if the plane explosion last night, the death of both parents, and the rebellion of the tribe broke out at this moment after being pushed to the exit.

Or maybe being abandoned by the last living person became the straw that broke her to death.

It was a cry that was suppressed but finally uncontrollable, a lung-breaking, emotionally shattering sound made by a five-year-old girl. In the silence, someone's eyes turned red.

There were still explosions and fighting sounds coming from the screen, along with the man's roaring sounds of fighting, and the repeated words that echoed in everyone's ears.

"Little Chaoyang! Climb up!"

"Little Chaoyang! Don't look back!"

"Little Chaoyang! Hurry!"

Until the man's painful roar came out, everyone's eyes were red, and what happened next could be predicted... The man blocked the only entrance and stayed in the place where Dongli Xi was.

Eventually the wails turned into throbbing, gentle sobs.

Like bowing his head, like accepting his fate.

The light on the screen dimmed, but everyone was still fascinated by the man's shouts.

There is a kind of person who is rare in the world, and a kind of love that is more like a luxury product in their world.

The little girl didn't understand, but everyone in the audience understood that there is a kind of person who cannot survive once he loses his beloved.

Qin Chaomu always lowered his head, the tears in his eyes fell down expressionlessly, like an unaware puppet, and his already dead heart became even more desolate and cold in the empty place.

Qin Hanmo's voice was still in his ears, heartbreaking, calling for someone else's child.

The choice between life and death, desperate to pounce on that woman.

He sacrificed his life for love, abandoned his family and his children, and finally ended up in disrepute.

So why do you want to marry another person if you love her so much, why do you want to give birth to an innocent child, and why do you give him such a name... and tie it to that nightmare fate.

Has he ever thought about what happened to his wife and children after his death?

The woman cheated on him and retaliated against him cold-bloodedly.

The red apricot hangs high on the wall, leaving its own children homeless and unattended.

Qin Chaomu lowered his head and remained expressionless.

After silence, he smiled again, tugging at his thin lips unnecessarily, making a sparse and merciless arc. He didn't know whether he was laughing at Qin Hanmo, or at himself.

Mr. Qin moved his lips in a whisper, "Chao Mu, your father is not..."

"I know."

The calm tone is like wearing a heart armor, or maybe it has already been numb.

Mr. Qin pursed his lips and stopped talking.

He always knew that there was a gap in Qin Chaomu's heart, and nothing could fill that gap, so he always looked like that, neither close nor far, quiet and distant. It's like setting up an invisible wall around you, keeping everyone at the safest distance and prohibiting others from approaching.

Except that person.

Another very low voice came from the crowd: "I heard that a group of children were imprisoned on Dongyu Island later. The people who mobilized the army at that time said they were looking for the heir of the White Tiger. During this period, a group of children of the same age were imprisoned on Dongyu Island for two years. .”

"It is said that King Suzaku came back from danger to rescue him and was seriously injured... I don't know whether he was rescued or not."

"I heard it was a trap..."

Qin Chaomu's red eyes suddenly opened, and the corners of his lips curled up coldly.

Yes, it was a trap, and he was indeed among those children.

He received very little fatherly love since he was a child, and suppressed more hatred. Therefore, no matter how much the Dongli family tried to seduce him, he did not show a trace of sadness or pain, and therefore escaped.