Fu Ruoyu's thoughts were just like a pot of porridge, and she couldn't hear clearly. When she wanted to get up, she seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, until she heard the man's voice and screamed in pain: "Yu Rou. "
She was also awakened by these words in her sleep. She immediately got out of bed and opened the door, trying to find the two of them, but she saw the man's eyes looking at her sinisterly, as if he was looking at an enemy.
Fu Ruoyu took a step back in fear, and then whispered obediently: "Dad." Although Fu Ling didn't like her very much, he wouldn't look at him with that kind of look.
But at this time, Fu Ling ignored her and took the person in his arms away. Fu Ruoyu stood there sluggishly, as if someone had frozen her, the cold wind blew on her smooth and fair skin, Only then did Fu Ruoyu truly feel that he was still alive. She moved her steps slowly and sat on the sofa for a long time.
Since that night, she was sensitive to the changes in the atmosphere in her home, as if the warm house was suddenly blown away by the cold wind, and the cold wind hit her, which was extremely biting.
My mother's body has gotten worse and worse after that incident, but my mother's attitude towards me has not changed at all. If there is a change, my mother has become more gentle.
Fu Ruoyu didn't dare to walk around in front of Fu Ling casually. Undoubtedly, after what happened that night, Fu Ling always looked at him with a trace of resistance in his eyes, but in front of his mother, Fu Ling still wouldn't Show your emotions.
The thing Fu Ruoyu least wanted to see happened. Mom, she left, just like her two previous relatives, she went to the distant sky, and he would never see her again.
At that time, she was about to faint from crying, but she discovered that the man who always loved her mother the most had no expression on his face. He really had no expression at all, not even a trace of sadness or sadness.
The little Fu Ruoyu still whispered in her heart that Fu Ling was cruel and hard-hearted. Her mother was gone, but Fu Ling, who usually spoke the most touching words of love, remained the same as before.
Until Fu Ruoyu woke up one day and found the man holding a wine bottle and crying with his mother's photo in front of him. The man could no longer open his eyes and let out a small sob. He was holding the wine bottle in one hand and exuding odor all over his body. The negative mood, and even the way he used to dress up, he had forgotten, wearing the simplest little shirt and an unshaved mustache.
Now Fu Ling is not half as charming as when she first met him. He looks like an emotionally frustrated young man. Fu Ling cried all night, and Fu Ruoyu also stood all night. She, she seems to have underestimated the man's love for her mother. like
The man had been passive for about half a month. He was still a stern old man. He rushed into the door and beat the man severely. He couldn't stop mumbling about being unfilial, unfilial, how could I be like you? child
Fu Ruoyu was hiding alone in the crack of the door. He couldn't bear it any longer. He rushed up to protect Fu Ling and said, "I don't allow you to hit dad."
The old man looked Fu Ruoyu up and down, and said angrily to the man: "Is this the child of you and that woman?" Why are there such similarities between the eyebrows? Huh, it is indeed the child of that woman, and there are things that he doesn't like. Personality, nosy.
(End of chapter)