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Song Jin put down a lot of things in his hands, and didn't hold the afternoon meeting. He bought the first-class ticket half an hour later, and didn't feel sorry for the money for the first time.

He was up and down, trying to figure out what Song Xiuzhi was thinking, but he didn't expect it to be so sudden.

Song Xiuzhi is a very traditional woman at heart, and she takes marriage and having children very seriously, especially since her marriage is not happy, so she pins all her hopes on Song Jin, hoping that her son can marry a good girl and live a down-to-earth life.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Song Xiuzhi was lying in the room crying, her tears wet half of the pillow, she still didn't believe that Song Jin would get together with a man, she was very sad, but also very angry - my son is human He is handsome and has all the parts of a man, so why should he be bullied?

The courtyard door was closed, and Xing Likun squatted anxiously on the steps, guarding his mother-in-law and waiting for his daughter-in-law. He took a deep breath and burned half of the cigarette butts. After a while, his feet were full of cigarette butts.

I made more than a dozen calls just now, and Song Jin didn't answer any of them... Xing Likun's brows and eyes were covered with a thick shadow, his eye circles were red, his cheeks were bulging, he silently extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, and burned a burnt line on his fingertips. black.

It was almost noon when Song Jin arrived home, and he was sweating profusely when he saw someone squatting in front of the house from a distance, his heart felt like he had been punched.

He has never seen Xing Likun like this before. Even if this person is held down by people in Guangming District with blood dripping all over his face, he still sticks out his spine and curls his lips. He is born with the appearance of a gangster. The man let go of his anger, was listless and depressed, his face was cloudy and dripping with water.

When Xing Likun was young, Xing Ze opened the study room, and he dared to jump down from the second floor; when he was older, he caused trouble in the Jun District, and Lin Yan hung him on a tree to beat him, and he turned over and sat there, digging out The head of Niao Zilin was wet; later Xing Yuanping took him abroad to take care of him personally.

In Xing Likun's dictionary, the word fear has never been used before, but this time, he was afraid.

I'm afraid it's because of love, he's afraid that Song Jin will be in a dilemma, he's afraid that Song Jin will think that he's not as good as his own mother, and he's afraid that Song Jin will say that he wants to break up with her - Song Jin is his seven inches, his weakness, even touching himself Unbelievable place, can he beat Song Jin?Is he willing to win?

Song Jin has already taken root in his heart, pulling it out will tear the heart and see blood and flesh, he can't stand this, he's going crazy, he has to tie people up and hide them, and fuck them hard day and night , until the vines are entangled, their roots are deep and their leaves are luxuriant, and finally they embrace wither and die of old age.

Song Jin approached and before he opened his mouth, Xing Likun slammed him into his arms, his nose hurt sorely, and a pair of iron arms almost strangled him in the middle.

Xing Likun's eyes were bloodshot, his tall body trembled slightly, "Bao..."

His voice was heavy and hoarse, which made Song Jin's heart soften.

Song Jin panted, picked up the stubble of this man's short hair, and smoothed it out, "Sooner or later, I will be able to carry it through."

"Is there no difference?"

Song Jin said firmly, "It cannot be divided."

With just these three words, Xing Likun's heart was not disturbed, the wildfire suddenly went out, and the glacier melted.

Song Jin said, "Wait a minute, I left my phone in the hotel..."

Xing Likun pressed his lips tightly to Song Jin's carotid artery, as if he was killing himself, and it took him a long time to let go, "Don't fight with our mother, she is not in good health...you should coax her more." Son, if she makes a move, you run, come to me."

Whether it's a knife, broom or feather duster, I will help you carry it so that you won't lose a single hair.

Song Jin couldn't help laughing, you think it's your old criminal family who enforced the law roughly? "My mother doesn't hit people, if she wants to hit people, she will hit you first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the courtyard door opened. Song Xiuzhi's hair was disheveled, her eyes were swollen, and she said expressionlessly, "Come in when you come back. I have something to ask you."

She saw the hands of the two children holding each other, and her eyeballs trembled as if they were burned. It was one thing to think about it, but another thing to see it with her own eyes.

Xing Likun wanted to follow in, but Song Xiuzhi slammed the door so hard that his face was almost flattened. He was worried, and tried his best to lean against the door to hear the noise inside.

Unexpectedly, the mother and son went directly into the house, unable to hear anything.

Song Jin walked and watched all the way, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar courtyard, his eyes slowly turned red——

The gutter in their house, which had been crooked for several years, was replaced with a new one, and the side wall where the small tricycle was parked was installed with a canopy. The steps that are prone to spraining feet every time they go out of the house have also been carefully plastered with cement to make a gentle slope.

This is all done by Xing Likun. Song Jin is busy with work, so he will do his filial piety for his wife and take care of his mother-in-law carefully. After I did it, I drove here for three hours alone, and then drove back for another three hours, without a single complaint.

He loves Song Jin, so he takes Song Jin's mother as his own mother. He can't pretend that kind of intentions. He doesn't spend a lot of money, and doesn't talk sweet words. Cover Song Xiuzhi with the warm temperature, and treat her well in the way you treat your loved ones.

Because of this, Song Xiuzhi couldn't be hard-hearted, and couldn't get rid of Xing Likun, even if she heard Cheng Yue's bastard words, her first reaction was not to blame this man for seducing her son, but to rush up to stop him, afraid that he would be cruel stir up trouble.

Song Xiuzhi saw her son's eyes unbent, staring straight at the newly added air humidifier in the corner of the living room, with mixed emotions in her heart...

Her son has never worried her or disappointed her since he was a child. He is famously obedient and filial among the children in this group. But this time, she was really not sure. Just now she saw Song Jin and Xing Likun The eyes and expressions when speaking, the heart fell to the bottom.

Song Xiuzhi asked, "When did it happen?"

Song Jin was silent for a few seconds, "During the Chinese New Year..."

Right under her nose, the two children flirted with each other, and even slept in the same room and the same bed, all with her approval.

Song Xiuzhi's hands were trembling, and she tried to calm down and said, "It's not long, let's break up as soon as possible, what is the way out for the two of you together? Can you get a certificate? Can you have a baby? Without these, wait until you get through the heat." Son, three to five years, still have to divide."

Song Jin looked up at her, "Mom, do you think that if you get married and have children, you can really live a lifetime?"

Song Xiuzhi turned pale and held back tears, Song Jin wanted to slap herself in the face instantly, can I say this? !

Song Xiuzhi was also married and had children back then, and worked diligently to maintain a family, but when he was just in primary school, that man left Song Xiuzhi, and got along with a little secretary in the factory, and he hadn't visited them for so many years.

This matter was an old scar in Song Xiuzhi's heart. She was unwilling to get married again in her life, but Song Jin suddenly revealed it, and her blood was throbbing with pain.

Song Xiuzhi trembled her lips, and her voice suddenly raised, "Yes, you can't live a lifetime even if you get married and have children, but the two of you can live a long time? A man and a man, that's committing crimes and messing around! Song Jin, are you confused? Are you going to spend a few decades in the future? Are you dead in the year? You let someone poke the back of our old Song family! Xing Likun is good, mom doesn’t want it, mom doesn’t care, the total is discounted, I will return it all to him, I don’t owe him anything! I just want my son to live a normal life! Is it possible? Is this possible?!"

Song Xiuzhi couldn't go on, she covered her face and burst into tears. She supported the family for more than 20 years, and finally she was old and useless, and couldn't bear such a heavy burden.

A good son, why suddenly ruined, crazy...

"Mom... I'm sorry." Song Jin hugged him into his arms, patted his mother's trembling back, and cried too. A gap was opened in his heart, and the wind swished into it, so cold that he could only live Endure, the rope of the suspension bridge between him and Xing Likun is in his hand, if he loses his hand a little bit, the two banks will be separated for the rest of his life, and he will never be able to walk again.

Song Jin feels guilty and feels that he is very cruel. He is just such a family member, who has always depended on each other and lived for each other. But now he has Xing Likun, but Song Xiuzhi has lost half of his son, and he will never be able to enjoy the family relationship of being sweet and grandson. Joy.

When Song Jin was a child, he sat in a cart selling vegetables and read a book. It was windy and snowy for three to nine days. Song Xiuzhi used her short and thin body to shield him from the wind. The eggs at home were never willing to eat, and they all lay in Song Jin’s bowl. That year Song Xiuzhi was acute Pneumonia was hospitalized, which delayed Song Jin's college entrance examination. She cried so much that her lungs were not healed, and she coughed for many years.

Song Xiuzhi's kindness of nurturing is too great. She spent half of her life to feed Song Jin. This kindness is a pole on Song Jin's shoulders. When he walks through the knife point, the wound is deep and deep. But in his heart, he wished that he could feel more pain and bleed more, so that he could feel and share Song Xiuzhi's pain.

Song Xiuzhi was crying in her son's arms, holding his sleeve tightly, it seemed that Song Jin would not run away, and would not mix with Xing Likun again.

"Son, listen to Mom again this time, Mom begs you, break up with Da Kun..."