Xiaoyu looks at Jiang Zheyu with a little excitement and anger. He wants to scold him, but he finds that he can't scold him. He is as kind as himself. All the pain is carried by himself, and he will never let his beloved be hurt a little

Such kindness, such stubbornness, isn't it the same as yourself?

Is this the mother son connection?

"All right." Xiaoyu finally sighed and said, "do you really decide not to go to her?"

"No! At least not until tomorrow night! "

"But I forgot to tell you something else!"

"What's the matter?"

"Yao Yao has an incurable disease. She may be dying, maybe three or five days, maybe three or five weeks, but in the end, she will die soon."

"Mom. Don't deceive me with such a thing, and don't make fun of it Jiang Zheyu is a little angry. I can't ignore the rule that Xiaoyu doesn't allow him to call his mother.

"Do you think I'm kidding? ok Then you will take me as a joke! If you think you can find a more reasonable reason for her to come to Shaanxi from all the way to Shaanxi and go to the night market to look for you at 4 a.m., you can find a more reasonable reason, then you should treat me as a joke! "

"Mom. Are you serious? " Jiang Zheyu's face suddenly flashed an expression of extreme fear.

"What I said was false. Wait, I'm not finished. What are you running for? Where are you going

"Mom, you wait here. I'll go to the bathroom

Jiang Zheyu ran for his life to the Confucius Temple behind him.

Xiaoyu looked at his back, with a sly smile: "boy! use the toilet? That's a lousy excuse, isn't it

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