Quick Transmigration: I’m Almost Dead

Chapter 117: Only dad is good in the world (11)

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As soon as the bathroom door opened, Chen You held his breath.

Don't come here, if you dare to come here, believe it or not, I will bite you

The system said, "Your papa is afraid that you won't bite."

Chen You, "…"

No, Sheng Qing is still a child, he can feel it.

When kissing him, Sheng Qing hurt him, not to mention skills, he couldn't even hook his tongue.

Chen You was crying, while spurning himself, shameless, hooking tongue and so on, don't you know how to do it yourself, and feel embarrassed to dislike it.

As soon as he was distracted, someone came over, good guy, it's terrible, he still has that sugarcane in his mouth.

Chen You gasped from crying, Dad, I can't make any juice, it's just that the quality of the sugar cane you brought over is not good, what can I do? I can't do anything, okay

You'd better go up and play slowly by yourself, good boy.

There was something unusual surging in Sheng Qing's eyes, he just took a deep breath, his voice was hoarse and dull, "Why are you crying?"

Chen You's face was full of tears, look, the Patriarch is different.

The sugar cane in his pocket was about to fall out, yet he was still so calm and relaxed, as if nothing had happened.

However, both my eyes are still open, are you not blind

"Dad, Dad... I... I'm just sad..."

Sheng Qing frowned, "What are you sad about?"

Chen You pointed to the culprit on the window sill, and cried, "The green radish is so pitiful...it can't even get sunlight..."

Sheng Qing, "..."

Chen lowered his eyes again, crying, don't talk, I understand you, it wasn't me who made the noise just now, it was mentally handicapped Chen.

"It was when Dad kissed you that it scared you."

Sheng Qing's words were not questions.

He was sure that his behavior had caused great fear to the child.

It's not surprising that fathers have some intimacy with their children, but it's not like they are.

Chen You immediately shook his head like a rattle, no, no, really no, I am as courageous as I am!

"No, Dad, I really like it, I'm not intimidated."

At this moment, the words "you have to trust me" are all in his mind, so he blurted out, "I'm so hard."

"..."

Embarrassing, so embarrassing.

At this time, mentioning that sentence is really courting death.

Chen You looked at the sugarcane, swallowed unconsciously, licked his lips, and felt thirsty.

Sheng Qing's breathing stagnated, and suddenly became heavy, "Say it again."

No, I don't have the courage. Chen You's face was flushed, and he was still crying without stopping.

"Dad... what are you talking about..."

Sheng Qing stared at the boy on the bed with an unpredictable look.

For some reason, Chen felt inexplicably that Sheng Qing was looking at him, but not him.

I don't understand.

Sheng Qing looked away, "This is not the first time, and there will only be more and more in the future."

He said forcefully, "You have to get used to it early."

What are you used to? Kiss? I have no problem, I still say the same thing, as long as I don’t eat sugar cane, I won’t die, Chen You is tearful, the quilt is wet from crying, he looks very pitiful and wronged.

Sheng Qing walked over, bent over and raised his hand, wiping away the tears from the corners of the young man's eyes.

Chen You's body trembled, frightened.

Don't come so close to me, I'm afraid that you will throw the sugarcane on the bed and soil the quilt and have to change it.

Once the quilt is changed, I have to move it, which is very troublesome.

Sheng Qing noticed that the boy was shaking, "Afraid of Dad?"

Chen You shook his head, neither afraid nor afraid.

The corners of Sheng Qing's lips pursed, and he pressed his palm on the top of the young man's hair, and rubbed it strangely.

"You should grow up."

Chen clicked again, what do you mean, you want to backfire

Sheng Qing said, "Will you be scared when you see Dad like this?"

Chen You didn't even dare to look at it.

He is still a young boy, it should be the first time in his life to see such a grand scene, he must not be calm, otherwise he will be suspected.

So Chen You put on a panic, shy, bewildered, and helpless look.

"Dad, you... you... you..." So majestic!

Sheng Qing said, "When you grow up, Dad will teach you something."

What I said, I don't know who will teach whom when the time comes, Chen You nodded blankly, blushing dripping with blood.

Sheng Qing smiled lowly, "It's so cute."

Chen You was taken aback, why did he seem to have heard this before...

He forgot to wipe away his tears, and opened his mouth slightly in a daze.

Where is it

Chen asked the system again, "Do you know?"

The system said, "I don't know."

Chen You snorted contemptuously, "Really, you might as well be Dora Aimeng."

He twitched his eyebrows, asking for the system is worse than asking for himself, and if he thinks harder, he will definitely come up with it.

Under Sheng Qing's eyes, the young man was as clean as a piece of white paper. He tried his best to restrain the urge to pour a layer of sewage on the paper, and his breath became more and more turbid.

"What are you thinking?"

The voice above his head was like a hook, and it hooked gently in Chen You's heart. He was immediately shocked, and looked at the man with tearful eyes.

Why are you still here? My good father, let's go, I love you so much, I'm afraid you will break.

Suppressing his instincts, Sheng Qing didn't ask for the boy in this ward, he turned around and went to the bathroom, his steps were steady, but his figure was in a hurry.

At the moment of closing the door, Sheng Qing said, "Cry a little longer, don't stop."

Chen You rolled his eyes, Dad, your request is really abnormal.

He wanted to stop, but he lost control as soon as he started crying, it was simply not up to him to decide.

In the bathroom, Sheng Qing saw the first white light in his life in the boy's crying.

The mood is indescribable.

Sheng Qing has seen a doctor. He knows that he is mentally handicapped. He tried it before, but it was an unbearable temptation for others, but he didn't respond.

Until the boy outside appeared.

To be exact, it was that lively and naughty little lunatic.

Obviously crying, but not a bit cowardly.

Sheng Qing can be sure that in the past, when he faced the boy, he had no other thoughts.

It's very different now.

"You have to grow up quickly, Dad can't wait."

Sheng Qing took a heavy breath, turned on the tap to wash his hands, and went out as if nothing had happened.

The TV changed the channel and was tuned to a certain singing program. The contestants on the stage were singing their favorite "Nunchuck".

There is still something good about this world.

Chen You's hands on the quilt unconsciously beat the rhythm, and he was still humming.

"Use the nunchuck quickly, hehehe."

Sheng Qing raised his eyes suddenly.

Chen You ecstatically hummed and shook his head, if he hadn't had a cast on one of his legs, he would have jumped out of bed and had a cool break dance and rap.

"Do you like listening to this song?"

Chen You, "Yes."

Sheng Qing, "I can't hear anything clearly."

Chen You, "That's a personal style, so handsome."

Sheng Qing turned off the TV, "Dad wants to hear you sing."

Well, since you want to listen, here I come, Chen You cleared his throat, looking for the feeling that Liu started to sing.

"The smell of smoke from the Yanyaki shop is pervasive. Next door is the Martial Arts Museum.

There are three sections of Mama Sang Tea Ceremony in the shop…”

After Chen finished singing again, he found the man leaning on the sofa with his eyelids closed.

Fell asleep? No way, can you fall asleep listening to such a nice song? Chen suffered another twenty or thirty points of damage.

He was about to brew and sleep for a while, when he heard a voice, "Sing again."

Chen You, "..."

The singing sounded again in the ward.

The nurse outside the door looked confused, why are you still singing this

She reached out and knocked on the door, but the singing inside was gone.

The nurse went in and did a simple check, looked at the infusion tube, and couldn't help but sneak a peek at the man on the sofa.

Chen You also took a look, he is very handsome.

The nurse said, "Your dad is so kind to you."

Chen You blinked, no, he didn't even give me any evil thoughts.

The nurse asked in a low voice, "Little friend, where is your mother?"

Chen You whispered, "I don't have a mother."

The nurse said sorry.

Chen also said that nothing happened.

After the nurse left, Sheng Qing was still swiping his phone with his head down.

Chen called the system again in his mind and asked him what was written in his diary.

The system said, "You wrote it yourself, you know it."

Chen said again, "I forgot!"

The system said, "Pray."

Chen You, "..."

"Then can you change the diary in my schoolbag?"

The system said, "And when you want it, I'll change it back for you?"

Chen said again, "That's good to dare."

The system said, "You should hurry up and pray, the Lord will bless you."

Chen You woo woo woo, quickly said a prayer in his heart.

He's been bothering the Lord all the time recently, it's not good, the Lord will hate him, hey.

Sheng Qing suddenly picked up the schoolbag beside the sofa.

Chen You's expression changed immediately, and there was nothing wrong with his voice, "Dad, give me the schoolbag, I want to read for a while."

The next moment, he heard the sound of the zipper being pulled open, followed by a man's voice, "Which book?"

The slot is lying down, this is opened? Unprepared at all, Chen You raised his heart in his throat, "I'll take it myself."

Sheng Qing picked up his schoolbag, as if he caught a glimpse of something, he took out a thick blue book from the schoolbag, "What is this?"

Chen You's face was ashen for a second, and for two seconds, he said, "Diary."

Sheng Qing raised his eyebrows, "You write a diary?"

Chen You has returned to normal, feeling that he is returning to the past, "Sometimes I can write."

Sheng Qing's very casual tone is completely the role of a father who cares about the healthy growth of his children.

"What did you write?"

Diary, isn't a diary just a record of a day, don't you understand? Chen also said, "Eating, drinking, clothing, and school matters, I write for fun."

Sheng Qing said meaningfully, "Really?"

He pressed the diary, not knowing whether he wanted to look it up or was not interested.

Chen You stared at the man's hand on the diary, his heart almost stopped beating.