The mystery husband is a little bad

"You have a good relationship with your parents." He said.

Fu ran nodded: "yes, my father is more introverted. No, he should say that he is sullen. He doesn't talk much, but in fact, he has many ideas. He is also nervous about the male students who appear beside me. My mother knows what she thinks. I'll take care of everything myself and always say to me, I believe I can handle it well."

Fu ran said that he wanted to laugh, but found that Mu Shenrong didn't smile at all, so he knew that he didn't have any interest in the topic, so he stopped and said, "I'm sorry, it affects you."

"No, you can tell me more."

"Well?"

"You can say a little more, let me know how a normal family's parents should treat their children." When Mr. Mu Shenrong said this, he held the steering wheel tightly with both hands. Although his expression was tolerable, he could still see that his mood was very fluctuant.

Fu ran thought of his mother he had met when she was a child. At that time, because she was injured by him, her thin mother took him to the hospital to apologize. Although she could not remember his mother's appearance for a long time, the vicissitudes that were corroded by the hardships of life had been deeply engraved in her mind.

There are also school rumors about his life experience. I don't know which one is true, but she can be sure: "your mother loves you very much, too."

Suddenly, the car braked suddenly and stopped at the side of the road, because a figure on a bicycle suddenly appeared in front of her. Fu Ran's body was severely thrown forward, and she couldn't help exclaiming.

Mu Shenrong immediately turned to ask her, "how is it? Is it urgent? Is there anything to say?"

Fortunately, she was wearing a seat belt, so she was ok, but the cyclist in front of her fell to the ground. After Mu Shenrong was sure that she was ok, she got out of the car.

Fu ran also untied his seat belt and hurriedly followed.

The cyclist was a middle-aged woman in her forties. She fell to the ground and the wheels of her bicycle were still running at full speed.

She hurriedly ran over and helped the man up: "Auntie, are you ok?"

The middle-aged woman's hand is very rough. When Fu ran touched it, she felt it was like a thorn, and it hurt.

At this time, motor vehicles must suffer from the loss of bicycles. If the aunt says that they hit her, it must be their fault.

As a result, the aunt kept waving her hand and said, "it's OK, it's OK, I'm ok, I'm sorry, I'm rushing home to cook for the child, I'm going first."

"Are you really OK? Your feet are bleeding."

Fu ran noticed that there was a scratch on her foot, so he was very worried.

But the aunt insisted that she was OK. Fu ran felt guilty and wanted to ask Mu Shenrong how to deal with it. Unexpectedly, Mu Shenrong suddenly roared at the aunt: "do you cross the road when you hurry home to cook for your children? Do you not take your eyes and look at the traffic lights? Do you know the danger? If I drive faster, you will roll under the wheel now. You Why do you have to go back and cook for your child! "

In the quiet night, his roar was so clear that it was almost deafening.

For so long, he had been so light and light, and it was the first time for Fu ran to see his eyes show like this.

That aunt's thin body shivered in the cold wind, she quickly comforted: "it's OK, aunt, he is worried about you, but you really can't cross the road in the future, you must pay attention to the traffic lights."

"I know. I'm sorry. I'll pay attention next time." My aunt kept shivering and apologizing to them.

Mu Shenrong's appearance was still angry. Fu ran immediately reminded him, "don't look like this, you are scaring my aunt. She's just in such a hurry. Now it's just a scratch. It's lucky. "

"It's lucky now. If you're not so lucky, why don't you have a little brain?"

"I --" Fu ran felt that he was like a dynamite barrel with full open fire, which was frightening when it was ignited at a touch.

At this time, my aunt's cell phone rang.

"It's my son, i..."

"Aunt, hurry up. The child must be worried about you."

When the aunt answered the phone, Fu ran went all over his body and finally came to him: "lend me your wallet."

Mu Shenrong is indifferent. Fu ran looks for it by himself: "hurry up and give it to me."

No way, Mu Shenrong had to take out the wallet in his coat and watch bag. Fu ran said nothing and took out all the cash in it.

Auntie has already called, she came forward and handed her hundreds of Yuan: "Auntie, you take this, I know you are eager to go back to the hospital, this is my phone number, you take it, if there is a problem, you can contact us again."

"No, it's fine." My aunt would not accept anything.

So she and Fu ran pushed back and forth on the road. At last, Mu Shenrong said, "take it back quickly. Your son is waiting for you at home. Don't dawdle here."I was probably frightened by Mu Shenrong's serious and cold tone. My aunt took a piece of money out of it and said, "that's all right. I'm sorry for your delay. I'll go first."

Seeing that she was determined not to accept the money, Fu ran did not force him to do so, but he still gave her his phone number: "Auntie, if you have any problem, you must contact us. Hurry back. "

"Well, I see. I'll go first."

Mu Shenrong helps her lift the car. In the night wind, they watch her frail and tired body melt into the dusk.

Fu ran looked back at Mu Shenrong and found that his spirit was very poor.

"Go back."

Mu Shenrong took the lead in getting on the bus, and Fu ran followed, but found that his face was tight all the time. Even when he reached the dormitory downstairs, his eyebrows never stretched.

She also frowned: "can you tell me what happened to make you so angry?"

Ordinary people's emotions can't be that big.

But after a long time, she didn't wait for him to speak. At last, she had to sigh with a low voice: "in this case, go back and be careful. I'll go first."

She pressed her hand on the door and snapped it open, but before she could get out, she heard a deep voice behind her: "my mother was killed by the car in such a night."

When Fu ran heard the words, he was shocked.

"I'm waiting for her at home, too, but I can't wait for her to come home and cook for me any more."

Mu Shenrong's voice was low, but he was moved by the lament that could not be suppressed.

No wonder his reaction just now was so intense.