Quan Shaoyi is deeply in love

Chapter 415 The Story About...
Luo Huan cried: "But I am in pain... Quan Mo, is it wrong to be kind? If it wasn't too kind, how could father bring He Yiwen and her daughter into Luo's house? In the end, mother disappeared and killed him too." Own."

Unexpectedly, she was struggling with this question these days, the stern man replied distressedly: "No, kindness is not wrong, what is wrong is those who are greedy and insatiable!"

"Luo Huan, don't tie yourself down too much, shall I tell you a story?"

She hadn't slept well for several days, and every time she closed her eyes and woke up within an hour of sleep, her complexion was very bad.

Hearing the man's words, she cried, "Huh?"

"Lie down. I'm going to sleep while I'm talking about you. You have heavy dark circles under your eyes. If you walk out of the room, you will scare Xiao Guai. Saying that, she reached for the photo in her arms.

At first Luo Huan was unwilling, and after looking into the man's black eyes for a long time, he reluctantly let go.

After gently placing the photo on the table, Quan Mo pulled her to lie down, and began to tell: "A long time ago, there was a boy who was placed with high hopes, and he didn't belong to him since he was born..."

"At the age of three, he will start to learn the languages ​​of various countries and attend state affairs meetings. His father will also draw checks to see if he is paying attention. If he can't answer the questions, he will be punished."

Luo Huan's heart tightened: "Three years old?"

The man responded lightly: "Well, three years old. He has hardly had a childhood. When other children were playing with mud and toys, he was studying; when he was a little older, his family worried that he would be in danger, and the school organized outings for him. I have never been able to participate, and I can only go back to my empty home to continue studying."

The tip of her nose became sour, and her eyes became even redder: "And then?"

"Gradually, only numbness remained in his life, he became more and more lonely, and he didn't pay attention to anything. But he is very smart and much calmer than children of the same age. His father trained him to be a successor machine. very satisfied."

"That boy... isn't happy at all?"

"No, he's already numb. He used to envy other children, but when he grew up, he began to hate them. He felt that their muddy hands were dirty, their toys were childish, and there were so many children playing together, it was noisy. If you are dead, you can't study quietly."

Luo Huan didn't speak any more, and a complicated expression appeared on his face because of shock.

Then I heard him say again: "Then I thought, that boy was jealous, because he could never be the same as other kids, so he made himself more different. Now... are you still sad?"

Luo Huan, who was buried in his arms, had wet eyes long ago, she bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from crying.

Suddenly, she felt that she was already very happy. Compared with that... boy, she was really, really happy.

With her eyes closed tightly, Luo Huan put her arms around the man's waist and said softly, "Come to sleep with me."

He gently stroked her hair with his hand, and nodded gently: "Well, I have to eat when I get up, okay?"

"it is good……"

It seemed that she was too tired, Luo Huan fell into a deep sleep after answering.

Knowing that she was asleep, Quan Mo lowered his head, looked at the tears in the corner of her eyes and said, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Fool, do I believe everything I say?"

Leaning over and kissing the top of her hair, the stern man frowned and thought deeply.

In the past few days, he has hardly closed his eyes, fearing that when he falls asleep, the figure in the room will suddenly disappear.

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"Hush, wife, you still owe me a wedding candle."

In the early morning of the next day, Xia Ying supported her waist, wanting to cry but without tears, once she boarded the pirate ship, she missed her life.

(End of this chapter)