Le Xiaomi youth sadomasochism collection

Chapter 273 Qingcheng II (40)
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I found myself walking into a fate, a fate that I couldn't see through but couldn't escape.

That day passed quietly like this.

At night, Jiang Han was leaning on the sofa, hugging the little boy. His eyes were clearly full of searching when he told me about the experience of escaping from the kidnapping, but he didn't ask in depth after all.

He just asked very lightly, that's it?

I nodded awkwardly, and that was it.

He nodded and smiled, and there was a very faint trace of helplessness on the corner of his lips; it was just that he subconsciously exerted more force on the arms holding the boy, as if it was a kind of father's protection, a kind of man's determination .

The little boy was lethargic and lethargic all day long, lying quietly in Jiang Han's arms in a small ball.

I looked up at the time, walked over, took the boy from Jiang Han's arms, and took him back to the room to sleep.The little boy was so quietly leaning against my arms, leaning his little head on my shoulder, so dependent.

Jiang Han stared at me and Xiaotong on the sofa behind him for a long time.

The little boy was lying on the bed, looking up at me, his big watery eyes were full of tears, obviously, he did not escape from the fright, he buried his face in my arms, and said, Mom , I'm afraid.

I was suddenly overwhelmed with guilt.

These days when I was in Jiang's house, Xiaotong should be the happiest one.

It is different from Jiang Han who treats me as if I am busy as nothing, and also different from Li Lianhua and Xiushui-the two of them were a little awkward at first because they never had a mistress at home, but they got used to it later.The first time Li Lianhua saw me drying clothes, she almost bit her tongue and committed suicide, but she was strong and survived, but since then she has not dared to hang out in the front yard, for fear that the old lady next door will talk to her—as wild as I am A hostess in her life is probably the indelible pain in her life.For this reason, she told Xiushui not to bring the little boy to play in the front yard in the future, which also saved me from the embarrassment of speaking in person.

I exist in this family, only Xiaotong is really happy.

The little guy feels that his life is finally the same as that of other children. He has a father and a mother, and his mother is actually by his side, and will tell him stories at night when he sleeps.

But I, who was so deeply cared for by this child, could not tell his father the real situation and let him keep the child safe.

I touched his little head and said, boy, be good, mother will tell you a story, and if you fall asleep, boy will not be afraid.

Suddenly, the door was gently pushed open, and Jiang Han walked in. He put my mobile phone on the bedside, and said to me, I forgot your phone in the living room.Having said that, he looked at Xiaotong and me, and said, go to bed early, and I will go to bed too.

The little boy got up with a grunt, pointed to the bed with his chubby little finger, and said, I can't sleep, dad, you and mom sleep with me.

Jiang Han hesitated for a moment, looked at me, and subconsciously grabbed the quilt tightly.

The little boy seemed to understand something, looked back at me pitifully, and said, Mom, I'm afraid.

Jiang Han didn't speak, but came up and leaned on the bed quietly——just like that, the two of us were like two mountain peaks, while Xiaotong was like a low valley. Look at Jiang Han.

Jiang Han turned his head to look at me, his eyes were like stars.

In front of the dim bedside lamp, he was so beautiful that it was unbearable to look at him.I looked down at Xiaotong, brushing his soft hair lightly with my fingers, and I said, good boy, sleep well.I...we are all there.

Xiao Tong hugged Jiang Han's and me's arms in his left and right arms, and finally fell asleep peacefully and contentedly.

Jiang Han kept staring at Xiaotong with pity.

In this way, quiet night, quiet us.

One bed, three people.

After an unknown amount of time, the little boy suddenly started crying in his dream and began to struggle.

Jiang Han quietly patted his small shoulders and comforted him softly until the boy fell into a deep sleep again.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at me, his eyes were like stars, which made people dare not look directly at him. I hurriedly lowered my head, in this quiet and special night.

He turned his head and looked at Xiaotong intently, as if talking to himself, a long time ago, like Xiaotong, I would often have nightmares.

He looked at me and continued to talk nonchalantly. At that time, I must have been in my teens, and I was not yet of legal driving age, but I learned to drive.Once, I secretly drove behind my mother, trying to surprise her.However, I didn't expect that that day, in an old warehouse...witnessed my mother...my mother was...killed...a pair of kidnapped mother and daughter...

Having said that, he restrained himself vigorously, but his voice couldn't stop shaking. The bloody memories of his youth were always cruel.

He lowered his eyebrows and said, that's not the mother I dared to imagine... I don't think I will ever forget that bloody scene.The girl is still very young, like a doll, crying constantly, calling her mother, father, and brother... Her mother's body is already cold... That group of people are so cruel, like walking dead without emotion, a little They were all unmoved, and in the end, the little girl was strangled to death by them...

A gleam of amber light flashed in his eyes, he looked at me, and said, since then, I have fallen into one nightmare after another, but no one knows, even my mother...

He smiled at me and said, everyone feels that what they do is unknown, including my mother...she doesn't know, in fact, I know much more than she imagined.Not only do I know that she killed the mother and daughter, I also know who they are...

Having said that, he got up and got out of bed and said, I will never let people hurt the people around me like they hurt the mother and daughter.

Before going out, he turned his head, pointed to my mobile phone in front of the bedside table and said, I forgot to tell you, you received a new text message on your mobile phone...

After speaking, he gently closed the door.

Outside the door, there was a sigh.

His words left me stunned for a few seconds.

I quickly got up and picked up the phone. The text message on it showed that it had been read, and it was sent by Cui Jiu—"Sister-in-law, the boss is awake, don't worry. How are you doing with Jiang Han? Your rhetoric, he No doubts?"

My heart shrank, and I suddenly raised my head, looking at the closed door, unable to regain my senses for a moment.

He said that everyone feels that what they do is unknown, he said, in fact, he knows much more than she imagined...

He also said that he knew who the murdered mother and daughter were! ! !

……

All of this obviously exceeded my expectations, even Gu Lang's expectations - everyone is not as simple as I imagined, they all have a side that you can't see, such as Jiang Han.

Gu Lang and I only saw his frivolity and cynicism, but didn't see his calmness and profundity...

At certain moments, he was more of a mystery than Gu Lang.

My body was slightly cold, and suddenly, I found myself walking into a fate, a fate that I couldn't see through, but couldn't escape.

(End of this chapter)