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Ou Jingfeng kept calm and ignored the voice in his mind. He could control it before, and now he must. He must firmly believe that he is not everyone's burden or the shame of the Ou family.

Even if his health is not good and his ability is not high, but

At this time, outside, there was a knock on the door.

Ou Jingfeng got out of bed and wanted to open the door.

"Ou Jingfeng, if your family saw your ugliness, do you guess they would be sad?" the voice in your mind said in an evil tone, "your mother often hid aside and cried. Even she cried last night. Did you see it secretly?"

Yes, last night, he overheard his parents' conversation. His mother said she was sorry for her father and him. She said she was an incompetent wife and unworthy of being a mother. She asked his father to beat him, but his father, ouyunjue, just gently held her in his arms.

"If you die, your parents will be very sad, but at least they will be relieved and don't have to be tortured like this."

Ou Jingfeng ignored the sound, sorted out his emotions and stretched out his hand to open the door.

At the door is Ou Jingfeng's mother Eve.

"Good morning, mom." Ou Jingfeng smiled softly, as if nothing had happened.

"Xiao Feng, did I disturb your rest?" Eve smiled and looked at her son.

"Look, Ou Jingfeng, she is your mother. You see how careful she is when she speaks to you. It's because your body is too weak that she is so careful in everything." the voice in her brain said viciously.

Ignoring such words, Ou Jingfeng only smiled and looked at eve, "no, I woke up originally. Moreover, it's not early now. Should I get up?"

"Don't you young people like staying in bed?" Eve smiled. "Anyway, you're on vacation. It doesn't matter to sleep until noon, but you still have to eat breakfast."

Eve held a bowl of porridge in her hand. "Come on, son, drink the porridge. Your father cooked it."

Oujingfeng reached for it.

"They are taking care of you like children, Ou Jingfeng. Don't you feel ashamed?" the voice in the brain suddenly scolded.

Oujingfeng shook his mind and his hand trembled. He had got the porridge in his hand and accidentally fell to the ground!

Bang!

The bowl was broken and the carefully cooked porridge was sprinkled on the ground.

"Xiao Feng?" Eve ignored the mess on the ground and immediately looked at her son, "what's the matter with you? Is it uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine," Ou Jingfeng smiled as if nothing had happened. "I just slipped my hand. Did it scare you?" he said, and Ou Jingfeng bent down to pick up the pieces on the ground.

"Why are you sweating so much?" Eve squatted on the ground and wiped for him. "What happened?"

"Really not," smiled Ou Jingfeng. "I just had a dream. Mom, I'm not a child anymore. Don't be so careful to me. I'm really fine."

Eve's eyes were a little red and smiled reluctantly. "Don't pick up these fragments. They will hurt yourself. I'll get something to sweep." then she turned and walked out.

He hurt his mother again.

Ou Jingfeng stood where he was.

"So, what are you doing in this world?" the voice in your brain began to haunt again. "The woman you like doesn't like you. You are just a burden to him. For your family, you are a pain they can't ignore. For your brother, you are a stumbling block. Even if he let you, it's just guilt."

Listening to the voice in his brain, Ou Jingfeng turned his head and looked out of the window.

The bright sunshine seems to have nothing to do with him

No, he can't think so. He can't be fooled!

"Ou Jingfeng, what are you struggling with? Do you have a reason to live?"

reason?

He doesn't seem to have

Over the years, he was not with his parents, but his parents still lived very well. In fact, it was not much different from whether he had a son or not. There were many people like him in Interpol. It was enough for the European family to have such an excellent person as Ou Jingyue.

He is superfluous.

His life is a burden to everyone.

There are many reasons to die, so what are the reasons to live?

Ou Jingfeng sat by the bed and looked at the sunshine outside, but he couldn't think of why he wanted to live, why Mingming's body was so uncomfortable, and why he endured pain to live until now?

At this time, the door of the room was opened.

It's ouyunjue.

"Smelly boy, I don't know how to clean up after beating the bowl. I really think I'm a three-year-old child?" with scolding in ou yunjue's voice, he threw the dishcloth to him, "clean the floor!"

Ou Jingfeng took it over, smiled and squatted on the ground.

"What's on your mind?" asked ou yunjue as he picked up the pieces on the ground.

"No," said Ou Jingfeng softly, trying to say something, but he changed his mouth, "Dad, do we have porridge in the morning?"

"What?"

"Your salary is so high, and the dividend of Euclidean shares, won't you be so stingy? It's just a bowl of white rice porridge in the morning?"

"Smelly boy!" ouyunjue raised his hand and hit his son on the head.

Not heavy.

"When midnight brother cooks porridge for me, he will bring some pickles. Just give me a bowl of white porridge. How can I drink it?" oujingfeng complained falsely in his voice.

"When I get up to cook porridge in the morning, you are not only not grateful, but also have opinions?" ouyunjue pretends to be angry and looks at his son, "smelly boy, do you want to fight?"

"Dad, do you want to fight?"

"Think about it!" ouyunjue's hands have been itching for a long time, but fighting with his wife can only let his wife, but he can't do his best.

"I don't want to," smiled Ou Jingfeng. "I rarely rest for a few days and don't move. I really envy you. I can be idle every day and do nothing."

"Smelly boy, you're sarcastic about your father?" ouyunjue was about to hit him. "I've worked hard for half my life. What's the matter with my spare days?"

Ou Jingfeng smiled, "so I envy you."

"Dare you continue to be sarcastic?" ouyunjue stared at him. "Go to have breakfast and have a fight after dinner!"

"Dad, why are you like a child?" Ou Jingfeng smiled softly. "I won't fight you. If I win, how shameless you are?"

"Smelly boy, you are becoming more and more lawless?"

Ou Jingfeng smiled, "your lawless son may have to leave."

"..." Ou yunjue was stunned.

"I have to go back to city A. Kono won't be honest. My brother takes care of Qiqi in Paris. I have to go back and guard the company and home." Ou Jingfeng smiled. "When Kono is eliminated, I'll come here to disturb the world between you and mom."

Ouyunjue looked at his son and seemed to know that his son's words were not necessarily true, but he nodded and agreed.

"Well, I'll pay attention to Kono's affairs."

The son has the idea of a son, and Ou yunjue is not reluctant. He believes in his son's ability and believes that nothing can defeat him.