Abduct a boy and bring him back

"Ling Huan, I know you are a good boy, very independent and self-reliant, but my aunt advises you, it's better to leave Mo Han as soon as possible, you are really not suitable." Zheng Yun continued.

Ling Huan never thought that he would have such a day. If it was the day in the tea restaurant, he could still refute a sentence or two, but now sitting at Qiao Mohan's house, he suddenly felt his face burning hot, as if he was being attacked by someone. It was like a slap in the face.

It's embarrassing.

He couldn't even utter a word.

"Is your mother's name Han Xian? Do you know that she was involved in financial fraud a few days ago?" Zheng Yun said suddenly.

Ling Huan raised his head violently, and he shook his head, "We don't have much contact."

Zheng Yun frowned, "Is that your biological mother?"

Ling Huan nodded, he had no reason to hide anything.

Hearing this, the way she looked at Ling Huan changed again, with a hint of pity in her sympathy.

Ling Huan was very uncomfortable. He didn't want to be treated like this by others, especially... Qiao Mohan's mother.

Zheng Yun stopped talking and didn't continue.

But Ling Huan understood.

It's rare that Zheng Yun mentioned a lot of things about Qiao Mohan, but Ling Huan didn't feel the slightest bit of relaxation. The only thing he could feel was that the cloud was as incompatible as the mud.

He was slightly out of breath, and wanted to interrupt her so that she would stop talking, he didn't want to know at all.

But Zheng Yun still insisted on talking for another half an hour. Aunt Zhang was afraid that Ling Huan would be bullied, so she listened secretly, knowing that she was talking about Qiao Mohan's childhood, she unconsciously relaxed. It seems that his wife also began to like it. This lad is gone.

After Zheng Yun left, Ling Huan sat in the study blankly. Aunt Zhang asked him to eat several times, and he said he wanted to wait for Qiao Mohan to come back.

The man came back very late, drunk and a little drunk, Ling Huan and Aunt Zhang helped him to the bedroom, "Auntie, go and rest first, I'll just come here." Ling Huan said.

"Hey, good, then you should rest early, don't study too late."

Qiao Mohan waved to him, "Baby, hug you."

Ling Huan sat on the edge of the bed and let him hug him, "Why are you drinking?"

The man sighed, he smelled of alcohol, mixed with the smell of perfume, and he could smell the cologne on Lu Qingming's body sensitively.

"No way, I have to let go, they are all a bunch of nouveau riche, annoying!" Qiao Mohan was very depressed, he was tired of such a place.

Ling Huan's eyes darkened, feeling a little lost, that was a world that didn't belong to him.

The dinner was taken for granted. When Aunt Zhang got up in the morning, Ling Huan had already left, and there was a note on the table, "Auntie, I have to go to school first. I had to talk to you early last night. Classmates make up, I will eat breakfast on the way, please trouble you."

Wang Zai was wandering around the house, and Aunt Zhang was also restless. Didn't the two of them quarrel last night?

Ling Huan sat in the subway station for a long time, he always felt that he was useless, and he would be tossed about if there was a little thing, so he couldn't do anything serious.

waste.

It's no different than trash.

He didn't want to leave, didn't want to leave Qiao Mohan, but there was no way to get the best of both worlds.

Ling Huan was very confused and frustrated...

In short, the whole person is negative.

He didn't know how Qiao Mohan would react after he broke up with him, would he keep him?won't you?

Ling Huan rubbed his face against the cold wind with his hands, he was afraid.

Just like, I was so scared when I knew my grandma was sick.

He glanced at the time, he was going to be late, but he didn't want to go to school today, he didn't want to study.

Eventually he went to grandma's grave.

After the new year, the weather has gradually started to warm up. He walked up the mountain with a heavy heart. After grandma, Qiao Mohan is his root. Without him, he has no idea how he will support himself.

Ling Huan was very surprised by the several plates of fruit placed in front of grandma's tomb. He took a look at the freshness of the things, and it was probably placed in the past few days.

Ling Huan couldn't think of anyone who would come here again, and many relatives didn't know that grandma would be buried here, not even her aunt.

After he couldn't figure out why, he gave up, and it didn't matter.He took out two mung bean cakes that grandma loved to eat from the bag and placed them in front of the plate.

"Grandma, your favorite food." Ling Huan said, then took out a bag of tissues and wiped the photo on the tombstone, "It's been a long time since I came here, am I very unfilial, I was old-fashioned when I was alive, and I don't like it when I leave come over."

"Whose grandson isn't so bad, is he?" Ling Huan muttered.

In fact, he probably didn't even know what he was talking about.

The wind on the mountain was very strong, Ling Huan curled up in front of the tomb, talking to grandma non-stop.

"I have a partner, but unfortunately it's not the girl you want. He's a man, a very handsome and tall man. I'm in love with a man."

Ling Huan stared at the photo of grandma, as if he wanted to say everything in his life.

"Will you be very sad, will you come to see me at night?"

"However, you can't find me. I love him so much that I can't live without him... But the gap between us seems to be too big. His mother said that we are not suitable, and I will make him very tired."

When Ling Huan said this, his voice was a little hoarse, "The sad thing is, what she said is still right. I can't help him. I will only cause him trouble and let him take care of me."

He looked down at the dinner plate in front of him, his eyes were out of focus, until near noon, when the sun hit him directly, Ling Huan barely woke up.

The phone in the bag had been vibrating for a while, so he took it out to have a look.

Many people called him, and Qiao Mohan was the one in the front row, followed by Qin Feng, Wen You, and Yang Qing. "

Wen You was discharged from the hospital today, and she wanted to take Wangzai back, "I'll send you the address on WeChat, you can go directly, if there is someone at home, just say it's Wangzai's owner, Auntie will let you take it away."

Wen You responded, but hearing Ling Huan's voice was very strange, "What's wrong with you? Did something happen?"

Ling Huan smiled, "No, it's just that I have a cold. The weather has been too abnormal these two days."

"Oh...then I'll pass, bye."

Ling Huan hung up the phone, but just as he cut off the call, another call came in.

It shows, President Joe.

He slid down to connect.

"Ling Xiaohuan, are you playing missing for me?" Qiao Mohan's low growl came from there.

Ling Huan's heart seemed to be pressed down by a big stone, making him speechless.

"Where are you? I'll pick you up." Qiao Mohan sighed and continued.

"I'll go back to school by myself, you can go to work..." Ling Huan belatedly remembered that he hadn't asked for leave, and only then did he let the man know.

"What's wrong with your voice? How can you let me go to work if you're like this!" Qiao Mohan was anxious, "Tell me, where are you now? I'll go there."