Suburban houses.
This is Hua Lin's current home. In fact, this is the place Bai Hao chose. He chose it very secluded. There were almost no houses around. The nearest neighbor was also on the next street. In order to avoid the crowds, they really almost entered the deep mountains and old forests.
In order to buy this house, Bai Hao really gave up all his wealth.
He thought it would be easy to come here, and it would be easier to do less than before. Now he has resigned and only stays with his wife and children.
It's just that the happy life that Bai Hao thought did not appear, or it should be said that it was only two days, it was fine for two days, and then it became like this.
When Bai Hao returned home, he threw down his coat exhaustedly, and lay down on the sofa weakly.
After a long silence, Bai Hao seemed to have remembered something, looked at Bai Kangning and said, "Are you hungry, I'll cook for you right now, what do you want to eat?"
Bai Hao pulled himself together and turned to look at his silent son.
If there were no children, Bai Hao felt that he might really not be able to hold on.
Let’s not talk about Jiang Liu, he has Hua Sheng, so it’s definitely different. Let’s talk about Wang Junxian, he is not as big as Wang Junxian, Wang Junxian should be 46 this year, and I am 41, but in comparison, I am more like a Fifty people.
Wang Junxian is nothing like Forty Six.
Some people believed that he was thirty-six.
It's only a year, how can people be wasted like this!
Bai Hao also didn't understand, he was just wasted and exhausted now, he didn't want to say anything, he didn't care about his appearance, who was younger than who, but he was really tired.
"I'll go, Dad, you rest."
Seeing that Bai Hao was about to stand up, Bai Kangning stood up first, turned around and entered the kitchen.
Bai Kangning didn't want to eat at first. After all, he couldn't die of hunger, but his father was different, he was different from himself and his mother.
He can ignore himself and his mother, but he can't ignore his father. He is an ordinary person.
Now that he has lost his identity as a policeman, he has lost a lot of righteousness and his health is deteriorating. Bai Kangning can see it, and if he doesn't say anything, it doesn't mean he doesn't understand.
But Bai Hao looked at his son, didn't speak, just sat back again, took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one directly, and took a big bite, Bai Hao felt that he had strength and spirit, and temporarily numb his nerves.
Seeing Bai Hao's smoggy appearance, Hua Lin was naturally uncomfortable. Where did Bai Hao have any bad habits in these years
Since living here, Bai Hao has been smoking and drinking heavily. Although he doesn't fight or fight, how can his body bear it
After all, it is the body of an ordinary person. Bai Hao is several years younger than Wang Junxian, but now he seems to be much older.
"Stop smoking, you look like this, it makes me feel good, doesn't it?"
Hua Lin snatched it directly and put it in the ashtray that was already full of cigarette butts.
It's all Bai Hao's.
"how about you?"
"Hua Lin, do I feel good looking at you like this? Have you thought about it? What am I like now? Because of whom?"
"I really want to open your mind and see what you think! There must be a limit to madness!"
Bai Hao raised his head and looked at Hua Lin without any fluctuation in his tone.
He thought he would yell hysterically, because in that way, his suppressed emotions could be regarded as venting.
But he didn't, not because he didn't want to.
It was Bai Hao who found that he didn't even have the strength to shout.
The whole person is really powerless, decadent from the inside out.