I really don't want a second marriage

Looking at the mountains of things in front of him, yetingchen's lips still couldn't help twitching. He was elated as everyone said before, but he didn't expect that they were such childish things.

He picked it slightly from the corner of his eye.

Children like these?

Yetingchen has never been a father. He doesn't know what children like. He bought it as everyone said. He hopes that even if he doesn't like this, he can choose another one.

And children, after all, are childlike. Let alone whether they like these things or not, they will be too happy to close their mouths even to see the mountains of gifts.

At the thought that future children would see what they had done, yetingchen's thin lips involuntarily hooked up.

Xiao Su didn't hear yetingchen's answer. He just saw a strange smile on his lips. This smile is like a loving father. It's a very common thing to appear on his father's face.

But the smile on yetingchen looked really strange.

However, Xiao Su did not dare to say. He could only look at the mountain of gifts silently.

Although I don't know what's going on, but... These things that yeshao does must have something to do with the young grandmother.

*

When Han Muzi went to pick up Xiaomi Dou after school, he saw a familiar figure standing at the entrance of the school. He leaned against the wall and wore a white shirt. He looked very thin.

But his handsome figure still attracted the attention of many women on the scene.

Seeing him, Han Muzi immediately thought of the scene that he was knocked down by yetingchen several days ago. At that time, the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

I don't know... Is it serious or not?

She hasn't seen him these days. She doesn't know how he is.

Now it's not time for school. Everyone is waiting in advance. Shortly after she got off the bus, it seemed cold at night and looked at her.

His eyes rested on her face for a moment, then took them back, and a moment later he took a step towards himself.

Han Muzi stood still. When he came to her, she looked up at him.

It's OK. Han Muzi was startled.

Because his face was blue and purple at night, it looked very serious, but even so, it still couldn't change his handsome.

That day... Did yetingchen start so hard?

Seeing her surprise at the bottom of her eyes, the night was cold, and there was a bitter smile on her lips.

"It's ten minutes before school time. It's hard to talk here. Will you go next to me?"

Han Muzi: "

She looked around, saw a remote place, and pointed, "go there and talk."

Then she gave priority to the past, and the cold night naturally followed her.

"I'm sorry about that day."

After arriving at the station, Han Muzi first apologized to ye Linghan, "I didn't know he would be there and hurt you. I'm really sorry."

"Are you apologizing to me?" night Linhan looked at her, and the sad smile on her lips looked very sad with the wound. Han Muzi hardly dared to look at his eyes, so she had to move her eyes.

"It was him who did it. If you apologize, does that mean you have accepted him?"

Han Muzi: "

She bit her lower lip and remembered the confession that night Linhan told herself, although she didn't know whether he was true or false.

After all, she listened to yetingchen's words, and she did have a trace of doubt about yelinghan.

I think he approached himself for yetingchen.

But anyway, since he has made it clear to himself, I still have to make it clear to him.

So Han Muzi nodded.

The string stretched by the cold night was completely broken, and the light at the bottom of his eyes collapsed like a mountain. A moment later, he suddenly grabbed Han Muzi's shoulder crazily.

"Why? Why do you still want to be with him? What's better about him than me? You've forgotten what he did before?"

Han Muzi was startled by the sudden irritable cold of the night. He only felt that his shoulder was pinched by him. The anger in his tone and the fire in his eyes were very different from his usual gentle appearance.

Han Muzi had never seen such a cold night, and her face was pale with fear.

"You, what are you doing?"

"What am I doing?" night Lin smiled bitterly. "What else do you think I can do? I've been waiting for you for so long, and you don't even want to look at me more. He's done so many things that hurt you. You say you'll come back to him when you come back to him?"

Han Muzi bit her lower lip, "I, I like him."

"Like?" the night was cold and lost consciousness for a moment. Han Muzi wanted to push him away when he was lost, but he soon recovered.

Her shoulder was gripped by him again.

"Tell me, what do you like about him? What did I lose to him? Tell me, can I change it?"

Han Muzi frowned and tried to push the night cold away, explaining: "it's not the problem that you lose to him at all. I like him has nothing to do with you. When I was with him in the past, I thought you were the eldest brother. Even if it's been so long, I still treat you as the eldest brother. I won't..."

"But I'm not your eldest brother..." night Lenghan interrupted her, feeling a little excited: "if you really think of me as your eldest brother, why did you want to refuse when I helped you in the past? Treat me as a man, can't you? He hurt you so much, and you came back to him, what about me? Can't you share a trace of pity with me?"

Han Muzi: "feelings are not pity, they can't be divided."

The night was cold and looked painful, as if he was suffering from great torture.

Han Muzi only felt afraid and struggled to pull her hand back. As a result, the next second, the cold night fell to the ground with a bang.

Han Muzi just wanted to go away, but he heard a bang. He turned and found that the cold night was lying there, his face was wrong, and there was a cold sweat on his forehead.

She was stunned for a moment, suddenly walked to the cold side of the night and squatted down, "what's the matter with you?"

The cold night lay there, his face twisted with pain and cold sweat. He couldn't return a word, but he still opened his eyes and weakly grabbed her hand.

"Don't... don't be with him. He won't treat you... No..."

"What's the matter with you? Stop talking and I'll call an ambulance for you."

Han Muzi took out her mobile phone and immediately dialed 120. After telling the ambulance the location, Han Muzi found that the cold face of the night was getting paler and paler.

How did this happen?

What's the matter?

Han Muzi felt that she was really in a mess.

"Hold on a little longer and the ambulance will arrive soon."