Huo Shao kissed deeply 99 degrees: Baby, don't be afraid!

Chapter 232 A life of poverty, a dream.

Chapter 232 (Fanwai 2-Lu Yichuan Chapter) I spent my whole life in a dream.

Du Ruo is a dream that I can never finish in my poor life.

When we met for the first time that year, she was dressed in a pure white cotton dress, so simple and unbelievably beautiful, I watched her walk into our house from afar.

When my father saw me following behind, he took me aside and threatened, "Don't tell your mother."

I've heard this kind of words too many times, and I didn't take it seriously at all. I still quietly followed her in and climbed up the tall windows. Time and time again, I don't know why, but I am so fascinated by her.

Afterwards, the mother found out about her existence and made a fuss, sending her to the hospital together with Huo Yushu.

That day I saw a newborn little girl in her arms, she looked at me sadly, and then at the child in her arms.

I saved her child and nanny, stole her father's wallet, and watched them board the cruise ship back to China with my own eyes. However, in the process of killing them, I also injured a leg, which was permanently injured.

At that time, I was still very young, and my leg that could have been treated, because of her sudden death, made me distraught and tried to die several times. The cells in the legs have died, and it will never be cured.

I actually laughed when I heard the news, thinking that I could die and go to a beautiful heaven to accompany her.

Almost within the same month, my father passed away suddenly, and there was a mess in the Lord's Mansion. My mother beat me with thorns and cursed me with swear words. Her words were too disappointing. How could I not please my father like Moses? He didn't speak, he carried it tightly and endured it.

Later, when I heard that my father left to follow Du Ruo, I was angry, or rather, I was jealous.

It was also from then on that I wanted to get the supreme title of honor, everything I was not interested in, and even Jinlu and everything about Du Ruo at any cost, including her collection of books, her handwriting, her clothes, everything about her, everything that has been stained with her traces, including her grave and ashes.

My father's last wish to be buried with her was automatically ignored by me and almost everyone else. Everyone except me felt that Du Ruo was not worthy, but I felt that my father was not worthy of her.

When I saw the little girl in the swaddling baby again and saw her face that resembled Du Ruo, I cried.

I was very relieved, but there was no love. After all, she was not her mother, and she was not at all the same as her mother. When I first met her, she had already had a child with Moses.

Moses is the only opponent I compete with for the title of honor, and he is also someone I value and respect very much. He is different from his mother and our father. He is upright and affectionate, but lacks courage. I taught him to understand in my own way, and also made him know how to cherish that girl even more in the midst of several hardships.

Death is not to be feared, I have been preparing for many years.

Title and wealth are far away like floating clouds, meaningless to me, and I will eventually bury the real Jinlu with Du Ruo.

It's just that before I died, I suddenly missed the three children who I never looked at more, and I missed the scene where they surrounded my knees and called me daddy.

And that woman named Feng Qingyao.

I'm leaving, I'm sorry, you have to be good.
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(End of this chapter)

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