My iceberg smiled

Chapter 370 I Can't Laugh Again
Fang Ci felt that he couldn't control the two children anymore.

He simply flicked his sleeves and walked away.

Let's go!Kneel, kneel, kneel!He doesn't care how he tosses and tosses about it!
After Fang Ci left, Han Mochen said, "I'm tired, let's go."

Zhuo Qiu raised his head, his face was full of grievances like "Master, you haven't punished me yet".

Han Mo Chen was really impatient this time: "Go out."

Zhuo Qiu squeezed his fingers, finally got up and said: "...Yes."

Han Mochen was the only one left in the room, and he was finally able to stay quietly for a while.

Today, he was extremely tired, and he really couldn't let himself stop.

He worked day and night on weekdays, but he didn't feel tired. When he suddenly stopped to go home, he only felt that all the bones in his body were falling apart.

He couldn't tell whether he was physically tired or mentally tired.

If it were any normal person, he wouldn't be able to stand it for a year or so, right?
What's more, every night, he appeared to be asleep, but he couldn't sleep at all.

In his dreams at midnight, he would always dream that Xiaoxiao was asking him for help, and even dreamed that Xiaoxiao would accuse him in front of him, asking why he didn't come to save her, and she said...she was living in so much pain, It's a torment.

Whenever this happened, Han Mochen's heart ached beyond measure.

He is not as heartless as others said, but since he met Han Qianxiao, he has become more and more aware of what heartache is.

This kind of pain seemed to be even more painful than when his mother pinched his neck with both hands and wanted to kill him.

"Xiaoxiao, where are you..."

I can't find you, how can I save you...

The young man's slender, fair fingers grabbed the bed sheet fiercely, wrinkled the bed sheet a little, and then let it go again.

The light in the room was too bright, which made his eyes sore and he wanted to cry.

He simply turned off all the lights, making the room completely dark.

The young man put his hand on his forehead.

Sure enough, he is still suitable for darkness...

A person like him is not worthy of light.

Because the only beam of light that used to be was lost by him.

Xiaoxiao, you are not here, no one taught me to laugh, I seem to be unable to laugh again.

Now, my smile is very ugly, very... ugly...

The warm smile that once came from the heart completely disappeared after Han Qianxiao disappeared.

When Han Mochen laughed again, his smile became surly and weird. Facing the opponent who blocked him, after he dealt with the opponent mercilessly, he would show this kind of smile, gloomy and cold, evil and wanton And crazy.

He was obviously smiling, but he couldn't feel any warmth.

It's no wonder that people in the company secretly call him a devil, Shura, and a lunatic.

Han Mochen himself can feel the changes in himself, sometimes some of his behaviors are really crazy, but he is not really crazy.

He knew in his heart what he had to do.

The mysterious boss took Xiaoxiao away to bring him down, and even more so to bring down Han's enterprise.

If at that time, he lost his footing and fell from then on, the more he followed the other party's wishes and fell into the other party's trap.

So every time Han Mochen felt that he was going to collapse, go crazy, or lose control of himself, he would go to work.

Work non-stop.

Use work to numb his heart, but it can calm him down slowly.

This is the way he found to regulate his emotions.

It's not that he doesn't understand Fangci's good intentions, but the devil in his heart can only be overcome by himself.

(End of this chapter)