Arang sat on the ruins of the Clooney family in Catania. He looked at the distant ocean, and Han Zhan's voice rang in his ears.
China.
There's his mom, there's Hough.
A Rang touched the snake-shaped pendant on his neck, he stood up suddenly, and took out his gun, dagger, needle weapon, tiger claw, hidden weapon.
A Rang threw all those things into the sea.
Seeing things sinking into the sea, Ah Rang suddenly spread his arms and took a deep breath towards the sky. For the first time, he discovered that freedom was within reach of his fingertips.
As agreed, Hof led him to find freedom.
He didn't miss the appointment.
Tears slid down Agen's cheeks, into the collarbone under the collar, and fell on the new and old scars on his body. But the corners of his mouth were raised, like an innocent child.
Ah Rang ran away that day.
In the evening, Han Zhan received a call from Cecilio on his way home.
"You abducted Arang?" Cecilio said in a deep voice.
When Han Zhan heard this, he sneered, "You can't keep the people who come to my side easily if I hook my fingers. Why, do you have any opinions?"
Hearing Han Zhan's mockery, Cecilio was a little annoyed. "Hoff, I need his help with my business."
"But Cecilio, Jean does not want to stay in Italy."
For others, Italy is a romantic country, a country suitable for travel and living, but for Agen, Italy is a prison.
His wings were broken by Edward, and he was locked in that seemingly beautiful and romantic cage since he was a child. He has long been tired and longed to fight against the blue sky!
"Can he leave?" Cecilio sneered, "He has lived in such an environment since he was a child, do you think he can really leave?" Even if people leave, their hearts will always be trapped in darkness.
People who grow up in the dark, even if they climb out of the abyss and stand under the sun, they will escape back to hell and continue to live on their last days because they cannot adapt to the dazzling light.
People like them are invisible.
In the past, Han Zhan would have recognized Cecilio's words. But a pair of old people told him that no one deserves to spend their whole life squatting in hell.
Everyone has the right to be a good person.
"Cecileo, you are actually jealous of us, aren't you?" Jealous of him, and jealous of Agen.
"Joke!" Cecilio seemed to have heard the joke, and laughed on the phone on the spot, "Why am I jealous of you?"
Wealth, power, Cecilio has everything.
Cecilio's impeccable and perfect smile was completely shattered by Han Zhan with three words. He said, "Su Huanyan."
Cecilio's laughter stopped abruptly.
Han Zhan knew that Su Huanyan was a taboo in Cecilio's heart, so using Su Huanyan to deal with Cecilio was tried and tested repeatedly.
Without hearing Cecilio's words, Han Zhan knew he had hit Cecilio's sore spot.
Han Zhan continued to point out mercilessly: "I have Song Ci, I can kiss her as much as I want every day, and hug her as much as I want. I have children, and we live happily every day."
"And you? The woman you love is married to another man and has children. In the heart of your own daughter, you are not as important as Cheng Yanmo."
"You are the loser in love, and the defective product in family affection."
"You ask me, what are you jealous of me?" Han Zhan said sharply: "You are jealous of my happy family life, my love, and Ah Rang's freedom."
Cecilio's breathing became heavier and heavier.
Through the phone, Han Zhan also knew that Cecilio was angry.
Why do people get angry
Because I was told something was on my mind.
Han Zhan is no longer the weak child he was when he was a child. He is no longer afraid of Cecilio, especially in the past few months in Italy, which made Han Zhan realize that Cecilio is also a person. He has flesh and blood and can cry. It will hurt.
"Only you, Cecilio. Only you trapped forever in Italy!"
"You will always be the Patriarch of the 'Son of God', and you will die on the throne of the Patriarch of the 'Son of God' for the rest of your life! Just like Edward, you have wealth and power, but you will always be lonely in your heart .”
But he is different from Edward. Edward has no heart, but Cecilio has heart.
Edward was hopelessly bad, and Cecilio had a cure.
Han Zhan's every word is digging Cecilio's heart. Cecilio refused to admit that Han Zhan was right about everything, he was just jealous of them!
Jealous of Han Zhan having a pair of grandparents who love him dearly, jealous of Ah Rang having a mother who misses him. Only he was abandoned by his mother since he was born, and was misled by his father who distorted the three views since he was a child.
They can love whoever they want, and marry whoever they want.
And him
All his women have had children with Cheng Yanmo!
Through the phone, Cecilio couldn't reach Han Zhan even if he wanted to. He hung up the phone angrily, and stroked his sexy blond hair in some embarrassment.
After hanging up the phone, still annoyed, Cecilio suddenly picked up Su Qingjia's doll on the sofa, and slapped the doll. "Little bastard! You forgot how cowardly you were when you saw me when you were young!"
This kid, Hof, grows up to be not good at all.
He was still cute when he was a child, watching him from a distance, and calling out to his brother softly. It was so cute back then, not like it is now.
Not cute at all.
"Daddy." Su Qingjia came back from playing outside, and saw Daddy dragging her doll and still slapping the doll, Su Qingjia was stunned.
Su Qingjia roared angrily: "Daddy, you hit Boob."
Cecilio hurriedly explained: "Sweetie, isn't it?" Before the apology was finished, Su Qingjia ran up to Cecilio with her thick legs, and snatched the doll from him.
"Bubu, does it hurt?" Su Qingjia blew on Bubu's hairy face, glared at Cecilio, and left.
Cecilio stared at Su Qingjia's back, a little helpless.
This girl is just like her mother, dare to stare at him!
In this world, only these two women dared to touch him, but he didn't dare to fight back.
Su Qingjia quickly ran back to the room, and stuffed the doll and her other precious toys into the suitcase.
Su Qingjia exhausted all her strength, pouted her buttocks, and pushed the small suitcase out of the room.
Cecilio glanced at her, amused.
Let's see where she can go!
The tough guys in the room just watched Su Qingjia run away from home, not daring to speak.
Su Qingjia walked to the door, pushed the suitcase down the stairs, and walked down steadily by herself.
Seeing this, Cecilio raised his eyebrows in surprise.
She is a clever and ruthless girl.
Picking up the suitcase again, Su Qingjia pushed the suitcase and continued walking.
Cecilio was really laughed at by Su Qingjia. Staring at the chubby back of the little meat dumpling, Cecilio asked in a deep voice, "Where are you going?"
Su Qingjia let go of the suitcase, turned her head, and accused him with red eyes: "My mother said that men who slap girls are all scumbags!"
"Daddy, you're a scumbag!"
Su Qingjia, who was only over two years old, was still a little awkward in speaking, and she called the scumbag a 'bomb boy'.
Being scolded by his daughter as a scumbag and ridiculed by his younger brother for being unhappy, Cecilio felt very wronged.
He explained to Su Qingjia: "Daddy doesn't beat people, and Daddy is not a scumbag. It's a rag doll." Is beating a rag doll illegal
"You lied, Boo Boo is a little girl, she wears a skirt. Mom said that all girls in skirts!"
Cecilio: "."
"Then I apologize to your doll, okay?" This was Cecilio's bottom line.
Su Qingjia pursed her lips, thought for a while, and said, "Then give me another bottle of Niu Niu, and I will forgive you."
Cecilio was even more speechless.
"OK."
The subordinate hurried to get a bottle of buffalo milk, opened it and stuffed it into Su Qingjia's mouth. Su Qingjia wept while drinking Niu Niu, and took Boo Bu out of the suitcase.
Su Qingjia held the baby bottle in one hand, grabbed Bubu in the other, and said to Cecilio, "Daddy, apologize to Sister Bobu."
Cecilio, who never knew what an apology was, was very embarrassed. He said in a deep voice, "Everyone go down, I want to teach Miss Education well!"
"yes!"
All the subordinates were blocked, and Cecilio squatted down aggressively, ready to educate Su Qingjia well.
he.
He looked at Su Qingjia's sister Bubu tenderly, and apologized flatteringly in not-so-standard Chinese: "Little Miss Bubu, Dad didn't do it on purpose, Dad knew it was wrong, Bubu forgive Dad, okay?"
Su Qingjia wiped away her tears, hiccupped, and then nodded, "Daddy, I forgive you."
Cecilio breathed a sigh of relief.
Han Zhan of Dog Day!
"Ah Choo!"
Han Zhan, who was sitting in the reading room reading picture books with Han Jun, suddenly sneezed hard.
Han Jun looked away from the picture book, staring at the father who suddenly sneezed. She grabbed Han Zhan's collar with her small hands and stood up.
Han Jun pressed Han Zhan's chin with one hand, and opened Han Zhan's mouth with the other hand, wanting to see how he sneezed.
Finding that Han Zhan didn't sneeze, Han Jun slapped Han Zhan on the chin.
"ah!"
Sneeze on me!
Han Zhan couldn't laugh or cry, and sneezed very cooperatively. "Ah Choo!"
Han Jun froze for a moment, then laughed.
Snapped-
"ah!"
Hit another one!
Han Zhan held Han Jun's hand and taught her with a serious expression: "Dad can sneeze again, but Junjun can't hit Dad anymore."
Han Jun was ignorant, but she also knew that she couldn't hit someone.
Han Zhan sneezed again, which made Han Jun laugh, and then continued reading with her in his arms. After reading a series of small picture books, Han Jun went to find her sister.
My sister likes to play with dolls, and Han Jun likes to play with building blocks.
The two sisters played until after nine o'clock, and then fell asleep.
Han Zhan went to watch a movie with Song Ci, and the two fell asleep. The next day, Han Zhan flew to Russia with the chief designer and assistant of the aerospace ship to check a batch of important parts, and he would not come back until a week later.
Song Fei was about to get married. On this day, she found Song Ci and told her, "I heard that Yan Jiang prepared a show behind my back, a dance. Little idiot, do you think I should also prepare a show?"
Song Ci: "That's okay."
"Then I sing a song?"
Hearing this, Song Ci hurriedly said, "You don't have to."
Song Fei's singing is really bad, out of tune, and the key is to indulge herself.
"Then you teach me to play the violin?"
"You can't learn in a week." Smart people don't mean they can learn everything quickly. Song Fei is naturally sensitive to numbers and drugs, but she is an idiot when it comes to literature and art.
"Then what should we do?" Song Fei said, "Didn't you dance belly dance when you got married? Or, I should dance too?"
"What can you dance? Two tigers? A good little white rabbit? Or a scholar?" Song Ci's words blocked Song Fei to death.
Song Fei thought for a while, and said, "Why don't you accompany me and perform a thousand arrows piercing the heart?"
Song Ci was frightened, "...Thousands of arrows piercing the heart?"
"I'm not asking you to kill people. Your archery skills are better than mine, and you will do things for me then."
Song Fei's performances are relatively difficult. In order to cooperate well with Song Fei, Song Ci practices archery at home every day to ensure that the wedding is absolutely foolproof.
After practicing for three days, Steward Cai received the news. He came to the shooting range to find Song Ci, and said, "Ma'am, Mr. Han of Empire Entertainment has given birth. A baby boy was born five minutes ago."
"Mister hasn't come back yet, ma'am, do you want to send a gift to congratulate?"
Han Zhan and Bei Zhan are good brothers. It would be too dishonest to send someone to give gifts. "I'll go by myself." Song Ci had already bought toys and clothes for the child, and she drove to see Han Qingshen by herself.
The cold feeling was a child born in a private hospital. Song Ci parked the car downstairs, and when she was about to get out of the car, she thought of something, so she took out her mobile phone and called Yan Jiang.
"Song Song, to make a long story short, I still have a stomach waiting for me to dissect."
Song Ci was silent for a while, and then said, "I'll have an autopsy later, and I'll tell you something."
"explain."
"Hanqing gave birth to a child, and the one born today is a boy."
Yan Jiang hummed, but didn't continue to say anything.
Yan Jiang was actually a talkative one, and suddenly he didn't talk much, but his heart was flustered.
Song Ci knew what Yan Jiang was struggling with, so she simply said, "You and my sister are getting married too. We don't have elders here, but you do. If you want to invite your father to the wedding, This is a great opportunity."
Yan Jiang hates Yan Rufeng, but every child also loves their parents.
In Yan Jiang's heart, he still had some expectations for this father.
Yan Jiang listened to Song Ci's words, and said, "I'll think about it."
"Well, hang up."
Song Ci went to the ward with big bags and small bags.
When Bei Zhan saw Song Ci coming with something, he walked over beamingly, while reaching for something, he said politely, "It's fine if you come, and bring anything else."
Song Ci was also close to Bei Zhan, and she said when she heard this, "I bought it for my little darling, not for you, but you picked it up quickly."
"Hi!"
Song Ci lowered her voice and asked Bei Zhan, "Is sister-in-law asleep?"
"No, I'm breastfeeding."
Song Ci walked into the room and saw Han Qing holding the baby sucking milk. And their big baby Beibei was lying on the mother's pillow, looking at the little brother curiously.
Seeing Song Ci coming, Baby Bei quickly raised his head, put his index finger in front of his mouth, "Shh, Aunt Cici, my brother is eating grandma, please don't disturb me."
Song Ci is about to be petrified by Bei Baobao.
I don't know if her two daughters will be as considerate, lovely, gentle and sensible as Baby Bei after they can speak.
(end of this chapter)