steal a cute baby

Chapter 8
But in the end, the gentle movement of his hands, the way he gently blows on the woman's injured hand, told Wang Yanbin that all the entanglements were finally replaced by a gentleness.

Her body tensed for no reason, and his tiny movements disturbed her.

If it was just that they got the wrong partner that morning and they had a little episode, how could their boss behave like this?
He has never been a person who likes to join in the fun, and suddenly he cares so much about one thing, so much that he almost gets angry with himself.

It's like... by the way, it's like they've known each other for... years!

Wang Yanbin was frightened by his own thoughts.

When she arrived at the gate of the prison, she almost opened the car door without even having time to thank you.

This summer's wind also suddenly became cold, her wet clothes were tightly attached to her, and he was still scrubbing her wound, but she struggled violently and ran out.

Nothing could stop her from going to that person.

Just like how she left his world so mercilessly back then!

Then he frowned displeasedly and watched her sit there coldly after entering the prison door, forgetting to close the car door for a long time, letting the cool wind from outside blow in.

The hand still has the touch left by her hand.

Wang Yanbin didn't dare to talk to him. Although he looked calm at this time, Wang Yanbin, who had been with him for a long time, knew best that he must be super angry in his heart.

He didn't dare to offend the person who was trying to restrain himself and was about to get angry, because he didn't want to die.

She turned around and closed the door for him.

He didn't speak, and didn't start the car again.

The boss was in a daze, deep in thought, and he sat in the driver's seat and waited obediently.

"Call the warden and ask what's going on!"

Just when Wang Yanbin thought he couldn't wait for him to speak, he unexpectedly let out a low voice.

Wang Yanbin was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and immediately called the warden, he didn't even have time to ask why he took care of this matter.

Because, what Fu Xinhan wants, no one has ever been qualified to ask why.

And when she entered, she saw a man covered in a white cloth. Her father, who was just over 50 years old, was already much older because he had been in prison all year round. For five years, he has been tempered by the dark light of the prison and has almost no temper at all.

Her father, who has aged so much all of a sudden, is in pain, but because she is a father, she dare not say those words of concern. Every time she comes to visit, she will exchange a few words, pretending to be indifferent and asking him to take good care of herself.

But no matter what, she loves him so much.

Even though he had ruined a relationship like that, she still loved him so much.

After all, they were father and daughter, and they became her only relatives later on.

But today, why?
"why?"

She finally couldn't help complaining anymore, and the moment she knelt limply in front of the bed, she asked her own question.

just silence...

The only answer to her was the warden's cold voice, and then a suicide note was left to her.

She was trembling, barely able to pick up the piece of paper, just quietly watching the piece of paper lying on the bed, and her father lying there together.

"Daughter, my father is gone. The past few years in prison have caused me to suffer a lot. To live like this for a lifetime, for your father, it is better to die happily."

"I know you don't want such a result, but forgive me for being selfish! Now, find the person you want to find, and take Yangyang to find him, no one will stop you again."

"Dad wants you to be happy. Dad is not optimistic about marriage, but he doesn't want you to live as if you have lost your heart. Maybe it's better to have experienced it than never to have it. I always thought that I saw love and marriage clearly. , but during this period of time I have been thinking, what is the reason why you are so persistent in giving birth to him? Daughter, go to him, no one will stop you, but remember that this is the path you chose, and in the future even if If it’s impossible for you, don’t blame others.”

To my favorite daughter and her, the tears were almost shed, but she didn't know what the tears were for.

Why did you say this when you were leaving?

If it was five years ago...even if it was four years ago...

But now...

All her stubbornness overflowed from her heart for a moment, and then she finally knelt there and wept uncontrollably.

She knew why her father was so pessimistic about marriage, but she was unwilling to accept this suicide note.

"Come and get the ashes tomorrow morning!" With a final cold order, she knew she had to leave.

The prison would burn her father himself.

When she came out of the prison, she had no strength at all, she couldn't even lift her steps, and his car was still parked there.

His eyes were fixed on the prison door.

She forgot to look up, and just stood there blankly at the prison door, and the door closed again inside.

She heard the creaking sound when the door was closed, and her heart seemed to pass away suddenly.

Suddenly raise your head...

Looking at the gloomy gray sky, the rain had become a continuous drizzle, but it was still beating her body mercilessly.

The body that was about to dry but was wet again.

At that moment, she could no longer be strong, and never forgot to be strong.

Even, it seems that there is no need to persist.

It seems to have given up on something.

He just stood in the car coldly watching her lose her mind.

He didn't intend to go down to pick her up, just watched so coldly.

Wang Yanbin glanced at the man's eyes in the rearview mirror, it was very cold, but he clearly kept staring.

After waiting for so long, it was almost dark.

The weather was originally bad, and it was dark early this day.

Wang Yanbin finally couldn't stand it anymore and honked the car horn.

She just stared straight ahead in surprise. Just now, she almost forgot that she was still alive.

Then I saw the car in the rain, and walked over like a lonely ghost.

Remembering that they brought her here, and thinking that the back seat had been wet by her, she was no longer in the mood to argue with him, so she sat next to him again, and then leaned back in the seat, her body limp and weak.

I no longer care about sitting with him, and I am no longer in the mood to feel the feeling of sitting so close to him.

"Drive!" He said coldly until she sat down and closed the door.

And she just looked down at her hands, unable to make any expression.

He took her hand again, and she followed his movements lowly and looked over. She didn't know when he got the medicine box, but she just watched him help her to deal with the burns so coldly, and then stared blankly out of the window.

(End of this chapter)