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Xiang Dong couldn't help but say, picked up Xiang mother from the ground and went straight downstairs.

She was so out of breath that she was in pain, still struggling, and hissed and shouted, "Let her roll! Let the woman roll! Otherwise, the old lady will die here and not go to the hospital!"

Fang Yu bit her lip and suddenly looked up, "Auntie, I will go!"

Xiangdong's body froze, and there was a flash of pain in her eyes. Eventually, when she saw her mother who was pale and stubborn, she looked at Fang Yu deeply and turned quickly downstairs.

Fang Yu looked at the back of Xiangdong leaving in a hurry, leaning softly against the wall, as if he had been drained of all his strength at once.

She doesn't blame anyone.

There were blood drops coming out of the room all the way down to the downstairs. I don't know how seriously the mother was hurt. At this point, Fang Yu had no regard for his hurting emotions. He wanted to follow along and look at it, but now he may only add chaos, right?

The most important thing is to show my mother so much resistance to her!

She doesn't complain to her mother, and even envied Xiangdong to have such a mother's maintenance. Unlike herself, every time she was rejected by her father and brother, her mother stood aside, except to cry for her to compromise.

A drop of cold tears slipped down his cheeks, Fang Yu blinked hard, stood up slowly, and turned back to the room.

In the restaurant, there are still pieces of broken porcelain, soup and vegetable leaves all over the ground. Those crushed vegetables leaves are like old pus, and the red pieces are stained with red. It looks so shocking!

The ground was slippery, Fang Yu walked over carefully, covering her belly with her hands, for fear of falling down. Although this child has brought a lot of trouble to his life, since it has been determined, the more difficult it is, the more he cannot give up!

Fang Yu squatted down to pick up the pieces of porcelain, worried about his mother's injury, and didn't want his fingertips to be scratched by the sharp pieces of porcelain, "hiss--"

They all said that ten fingers connected to the heart, and the sharp pain spread quickly from the fingertips.

Fang Yu watched Yin Hong's blood drops dripping from her fingertips, and she even felt a sense of relief, as if she could reduce her guilt to her mother!

Until the child in the belly kicked her heavily!

Fang Yu suddenly recovered, slowly got up, leaned over the wall, walked to the kitchen, smashed the injured fingertips with a faucet, and watched the red bloodshots splashing in the cold water, like Seeing her a little bit away from Xiangdong's feelings

Fang Yu didn't stop until her fingertips turned white. She simply wiped and applied a band-aid.

It's a little late to clean up the mess.

The incident came unexpectedly. No one in the family had dinner. Although Fang Yu had no appetite at this moment, he still walked into the kitchen and wanted to do something so that when the mother and son returned, they could have some heat. I do n’t want to just pick up the spatula, a plate smashed from the back, "You woman! Why do you still have a face here?"

Fang Yu ducked away, facing up to Dad's angry face, and looked at him with a frowned lips, saying nothing.

Obviously, this old man probably knows what happened.

Fang Yu didn't complain about the old people's rudeness to her, and now she just felt embarrassed. For a child who has no blood relationship with him, even Xiangdong cannot let go, let alone such an old man?

Fang Yu doesn't care about Dad, but it doesn't mean that she is weak. She holds the spatula and stands opposite to Dad, watching him calmly and calmly.

auzw.com He sighed suddenly to Dad and waved his hand, "You go!"

After speaking, he never looked at Fang Yu again, turned around and walked out, walking heavily.

Fang Yu was also sore in heart, he took off his apron silently, lost the spatula, went into the room and took his own handbag.

When going out, Xiang Dad was sitting on the sofa, staring at her bag like an awl!

Fang Yu only felt helpless and funny. He stopped and took the initiative to open the bag. "I didn't take your son away. There is nothing else in this bag except my mobile phone and some pocket money!"

A little awkward on Dad's face, "I didn't say you took anything, just"

He looked up at the dark sky outside. "This night, it's not safe for a woman with a child to go out, or else."

Hesitating to Dad, vomiting.

He could not bear to watch Fang Yu, who had a big belly, being kicked out at night, and was afraid that he would be soft-hearted. After staying with her for the next night, the woman relied on eastward, not to mention the virtue of that old woman was worse!

Fang Yu saw the embarrassment to his father and smiled bitterly: "I'm okay, there are hotels nearby! In addition, I'm sorry to trouble you these days, I'm sorry to pass on to me and my aunt!"

Fang Yu took the bag and went straight around the sofa in the living room. Chasing her back to Dad's eyes, but never opened her mouth again.

"boom!"

The sound of the door closing seemed like some kind of hope was broken.

The cold wind outside was blowing wantonly, and it hurt my cheeks.

Fang Yu clenched his arms subconsciously, quickened his pace, walked out of the community, and looked at the cold streets outside. She has been to Q City for a short time, and almost never went out except for the nearby supermarket.

Fortunately, in this information-developed society, everything you need can be found on your mobile phone as soon as possible.

Fang Yu turned on her mobile phone. I was very fortunate that there were thousands of dollars in WeChat. Not to mention, at least it can support tonight!

Soon, she checked in the app and set a relatively cheap hotel. Then she hired a car and waited in the cold wind on the side of the road.

"Huh-huh-"

The night wind was blowing like bursts of air, as if somewhere in her heart had been leaking.

Fang Yu kept rubbing her hands, looking subconsciously at passing vehicles. She expected a car to stop for her. Soft cushions, warmth on the face, gentle palms.

She also hopes to see Xiangdong and his mother return safely, even if they still have to leave in the end, at least she won't be so guilty in her heart, at least, she can look at Xiangdong again!

Fang Yu didn't know what kind of feeling she had to Xiangdong now. She would be distressed, but she was afraid of his touch. What should you say? It's like a deep inferiority complex. She thinks she can't match Xiangdong now, but this child, she doesn't want to give up!

After a lot of thoughts by Fang Yu, he finally arrived on the Internet. Fang Yu turned around and finally took a look at the house behind him, pulled the car door and sat up.

Soon, the car disappeared into the night