Halfway through, Lynch, who was looking around, suddenly stopped and stared in the direction of No. [-] Middle School.

Xiao Jing followed his gaze and looked over - a man and a junior high school student who had just left school.

Chen Yu and that boy were walking side by side on the road. The boy was carrying a black schoolbag. It could be seen that the two had a good chat. The boy patted Chen Yu on the shoulder from time to time and smiled happily, just like two good buddies. .

That was Chen Yu's son.

They walked to a car together, Chen Yu opened the door, waited for the boy to enter and closed the door, went around to the other side and got in, started the car, and quickly disappeared from Lynch's sight.

Xiao Jing had never met Chen Yu, but from Lin Qi's expression, he could guess it pretty well.

"What's the matter, don't look at it, let's go."

Lynch refused to leave, and looked at the empty road, muttering, "Just hit him and kill him."

Xiao Jing rubbed his hair, "There's no reason to be angry."

Lynch continued to talk to himself, "—his current family members don't seem to know, and they don't know that he often went to my mother a while ago. If he doesn't mess with me, I won't go to him, but he I just feel that I am very great, and I always like that father's attitude to teach me."

"I have always been very happy to see his painful expression. I will not forgive him, and I will not give him a good face, so that he will be very painful."

Lynch smiled when he said this.

"I used to want to go to his house to make trouble and tell all about him, so that he would suffer even more."

"But—he's failed one family already, and can't fail a second."

In fact, many things can’t be put down, they are hanging all the time, and the weight of time will slowly add to them, getting heavier and heavier, and the heart and lungs are getting more and more painful, and I am more and more unwilling to touch them.

When it is a last resort, the emotions that have been settled for many years will finally find a thin crack, and then spew out like the most ferocious flood.

But if there is such a person, he can show all the fragility in front of him, he can no longer be alone, he can show the most primitive self unscrupulously, and he can be gently healed.

Lynch doesn't like to say such nasty love words.

Xiao Jing also doesn't like to make too many promises.

In fact, as long as you stay by the other party's side, you don't need heavy and sentimental music as a foil, and you don't need a heavy rain to judge.

"Good, go home."

A scarred relationship finally let go.

The sky is blue, the clouds are white, and the hands we hold are tight.

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