The fragile man looked like a baby at this moment. His panic looked, with a desolate smile, and a little surprised. She had the obligation to protect this father who loved her all his life. She used her broad shoulders to support the sky for herself for 20 years. In this way, Zou Bei nodded in a naive way: I am willing, I will do it for the rest of my life.
Zou Feng lowered his head, raised his back to wipe his tears, and said with his nose: Sorry... Please forgive your father...
Dad forgives me.Zou Bei's lips were a little dry, his eyes became redder, and hesitated and said: I am making you worried, and you deserve these punishments.
The man squeezed the painful eyebrows hard, was silent, and didn't say a word, then raised his hand and touched her thin cheeks lightly, caressing her inch by inch, full of tender love. Thinking of the morning scene, his daughter's panic expression and crying softly echoed in his ears. How he made up for it, how to save it, how to get the short forgiveness from his mouth, is a blessing he has cultivated throughout his life.
In the moment of silence, Zou Feng moved his feet and stood up: Lying down well, what do you want to eat?Dad bought it for you.
Don't be hungry!
When Zou Bei saw that he was about to leave, he reached out and pulled his sleeve: Don’t leave, dad will accompany me.
She doesn't want to eat anything now, she just wants this person to be under her nose. Perhaps this is like this, as if the pain is broken into pieces of fragility in her heart.
Zou Feng sat back on the stool tiredly and chuckled: I have to eat, you haven’t eaten anything in a day.
Look at one-third of the hanging water, help her put her hands back into the quilt, press it: Come back if you go, be good.
He removed his arm and said: I promise.
Then hurry up.Zou Bei said anxiously: I won’t go too far, I’ll wait for you.
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly looked at the door, and smiled: At the fastest speed.After saying that, he ran out quickly, and his tall figure disappeared into the crack of the door. He could only hear footsteps in the corridor, walking further and further.
She was still laughing at the last moment, and the next moment, it was like falling into an ice cellar. The man's soft eyes were sad, like cold fingertips slowly brushing across his eyebrows, his heart was banging and tears fell down, dazed, she couldn't understand what was going on in her head, her fragile heart was sore again and again, the world was pale, and the naked desolation and desolation in life were like the heavy snow that year, one piece, one piece, spreading on the shoulders of the two of them. It seemed that in a blink of an eye, all the mess and dust had faded away, and everything was gone, and the rest was still the empty white in the ward...
The wind sank, the snow is still falling, like paper flowers, silently falling, as white as misty, dazzling, and far away...
Zou Feng escaped from the building with the smell of potion, crying and depression as fast as possible from the building. He wanted to swing his arms and beat himself hard, kick himself hard, look at how great he is, see most of the justice, pressed his numb chest, took a deep breath, and walked to the small restaurant in a daze.
mom?
Mu Qing held the noble woman, as always, wearing a high-end small suit with leather boots, and was cold and unhappy, shaking the woman's arms and muttering unhappily: What are you looking at?Go Ah, you will starve to death.
... The woman stared at the back that was leaving her sight, her face was all white. The remaining sunlight came into the collar of her clothes, and she couldn't help but shivered. The blood around her body did not listen to the guidance, and the tide surged like a collapse. She tried her best to hold her breath, but could not stop the water flowing in her eyes.
also?Mu Qing looked at the figure disappearing in the distance, not knowing why, did she meet an acquaintance?A blink of an eye was full of boredom: Mom... Your baby girl is really hungry...
Ah！
The woman responded in panic: Eat... go eat.
He turned around and left slowly, his heart became sore, sour that it was heavy and full, and his chest seemed to be unable to hold it. It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be him...
Zou Feng bought some black chicken soup from Shaxian snacks, and took a portion of the light stuff back, not caring about the good or bad, at least I will deal with it today. I have to plan to go down tomorrow, run across the road in the wind, and run back to the door of the ward in a hurry. Then, I stopped suddenly through the door panel, took a deep breath, and gently turned the door handle.
The person on the bed had obviously cried, with tears on his face, swollen eyes, and his body twitching. But his pity-grabbing expression made Zou Feng's heart hurt again. He put down the things in his hand and wiped off her tears: I won't cry anymore... I bought you chicken soup.
The clear field of view was cold air, and all limbs seemed to be inlaid with ice, and it hurt little by little. It took a long time to withdraw my hand: I asked the doctor to take the hanging water first.
Zou Bei opened his eyes calmly and nodded slightly. The man's expression was heavy. He called the doctor. After listening to a lot of instructions, he thanked him and gave him a farewell. He turned around and helped his embarrassing daughter in bed, put a pillow, and asked her to lean on it. As soon as he brought the chicken soup in a cardboard box, he heard the man say weakly: Dad... I want to go to the bathroom...
The man's right hand holding chicken soup trembled, shaking his lips, put down the things in his hand, and went up to support the person who was shaking like a piece of broken paper blown by the wind. He picked her up slowly and said softly: Hold you...
Zou Bei tensed his body, his teeth almost shattered. He raised his weak right hand, slowly put it on the man's neck, curled up a little in his arms, and slowly drowning his eyes.
The man had torn apart, and the haggard man was already asleep, his tense nerves were slightly relieved, his hands closed and his tired cheeks, and he turned over the phone in his pocket. The only remaining numbers on his daughter were Long Tao, Dad, Nan Qianmo, and Sister Gao. The man walked out the door with the phone and dialed her classmate, telling the reason why Zou Beiye didn't go home. He would go there tomorrow. After receiving the phone, he slid down the wall and sat down to the ground.
Zou Feng lowered his head, raised his back to wipe his tears, and said with his nose: Sorry... Please forgive your father...
Dad forgives me.Zou Bei's lips were a little dry, his eyes became redder, and hesitated and said: I am making you worried, and you deserve these punishments.
The man squeezed the painful eyebrows hard, was silent, and didn't say a word, then raised his hand and touched her thin cheeks lightly, caressing her inch by inch, full of tender love. Thinking of the morning scene, his daughter's panic expression and crying softly echoed in his ears. How he made up for it, how to save it, how to get the short forgiveness from his mouth, is a blessing he has cultivated throughout his life.
In the moment of silence, Zou Feng moved his feet and stood up: Lying down well, what do you want to eat?Dad bought it for you.
Don't be hungry!
When Zou Bei saw that he was about to leave, he reached out and pulled his sleeve: Don’t leave, dad will accompany me.
She doesn't want to eat anything now, she just wants this person to be under her nose. Perhaps this is like this, as if the pain is broken into pieces of fragility in her heart.
Zou Feng sat back on the stool tiredly and chuckled: I have to eat, you haven’t eaten anything in a day.
Look at one-third of the hanging water, help her put her hands back into the quilt, press it: Come back if you go, be good.
He removed his arm and said: I promise.
Then hurry up.Zou Bei said anxiously: I won’t go too far, I’ll wait for you.
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly looked at the door, and smiled: At the fastest speed.After saying that, he ran out quickly, and his tall figure disappeared into the crack of the door. He could only hear footsteps in the corridor, walking further and further.
She was still laughing at the last moment, and the next moment, it was like falling into an ice cellar. The man's soft eyes were sad, like cold fingertips slowly brushing across his eyebrows, his heart was banging and tears fell down, dazed, she couldn't understand what was going on in her head, her fragile heart was sore again and again, the world was pale, and the naked desolation and desolation in life were like the heavy snow that year, one piece, one piece, spreading on the shoulders of the two of them. It seemed that in a blink of an eye, all the mess and dust had faded away, and everything was gone, and the rest was still the empty white in the ward...
The wind sank, the snow is still falling, like paper flowers, silently falling, as white as misty, dazzling, and far away...
Zou Feng escaped from the building with the smell of potion, crying and depression as fast as possible from the building. He wanted to swing his arms and beat himself hard, kick himself hard, look at how great he is, see most of the justice, pressed his numb chest, took a deep breath, and walked to the small restaurant in a daze.
mom?
Mu Qing held the noble woman, as always, wearing a high-end small suit with leather boots, and was cold and unhappy, shaking the woman's arms and muttering unhappily: What are you looking at?Go Ah, you will starve to death.
... The woman stared at the back that was leaving her sight, her face was all white. The remaining sunlight came into the collar of her clothes, and she couldn't help but shivered. The blood around her body did not listen to the guidance, and the tide surged like a collapse. She tried her best to hold her breath, but could not stop the water flowing in her eyes.
also?Mu Qing looked at the figure disappearing in the distance, not knowing why, did she meet an acquaintance?A blink of an eye was full of boredom: Mom... Your baby girl is really hungry...
Ah！
The woman responded in panic: Eat... go eat.
He turned around and left slowly, his heart became sore, sour that it was heavy and full, and his chest seemed to be unable to hold it. It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be him...
Zou Feng bought some black chicken soup from Shaxian snacks, and took a portion of the light stuff back, not caring about the good or bad, at least I will deal with it today. I have to plan to go down tomorrow, run across the road in the wind, and run back to the door of the ward in a hurry. Then, I stopped suddenly through the door panel, took a deep breath, and gently turned the door handle.
The person on the bed had obviously cried, with tears on his face, swollen eyes, and his body twitching. But his pity-grabbing expression made Zou Feng's heart hurt again. He put down the things in his hand and wiped off her tears: I won't cry anymore... I bought you chicken soup.
The clear field of view was cold air, and all limbs seemed to be inlaid with ice, and it hurt little by little. It took a long time to withdraw my hand: I asked the doctor to take the hanging water first.
Zou Bei opened his eyes calmly and nodded slightly. The man's expression was heavy. He called the doctor. After listening to a lot of instructions, he thanked him and gave him a farewell. He turned around and helped his embarrassing daughter in bed, put a pillow, and asked her to lean on it. As soon as he brought the chicken soup in a cardboard box, he heard the man say weakly: Dad... I want to go to the bathroom...
The man's right hand holding chicken soup trembled, shaking his lips, put down the things in his hand, and went up to support the person who was shaking like a piece of broken paper blown by the wind. He picked her up slowly and said softly: Hold you...
Zou Bei tensed his body, his teeth almost shattered. He raised his weak right hand, slowly put it on the man's neck, curled up a little in his arms, and slowly drowning his eyes.
The man had torn apart, and the haggard man was already asleep, his tense nerves were slightly relieved, his hands closed and his tired cheeks, and he turned over the phone in his pocket. The only remaining numbers on his daughter were Long Tao, Dad, Nan Qianmo, and Sister Gao. The man walked out the door with the phone and dialed her classmate, telling the reason why Zou Beiye didn't go home. He would go there tomorrow. After receiving the phone, he slid down the wall and sat down to the ground.
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