Officer Xiang and Mumu

Because of the gossip, the family is dead, I can't do anything at the age of 14, no one will listen to the demands of a young child.When I was upset, I often stayed at school, and sometimes I didn't go home at all.

That morning, before I went out, I told my mother that I would not be coming back tonight because there were activities at school.My mother prepared a lot of food for me, and I rarely talked to her about the school volleyball games. Recently, everyone has been practicing hard for the competition, and I can't fall behind.My mother told me to pay attention to rest and not to be too tired.

My father came back very late last night because of work, and he hadn't gotten up when I left.

But when I looked at the house from the car window, my father waved to me from the second floor.At that time, my eyes seemed to have sand in them, and I could see his figure vaguely, and I had a bad premonition in my heart, feeling that I seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.

They are all saying that grandpa is going to abolish this son-in-law, he needs a successor, and my father is obviously not suitable.It seems that everyone is expecting our family to break up!

Because of the recent drug trafficking case, my father worked overtime at the unit every day.Mother was alone at home, and the relationship between them seemed to fade away...

That day, after playing volleyball, I took a shower and changed my clothes. I couldn't calm down, so I took a taxi home by myself.

When I got home I went in first, God knows why I did it?

When I saw that dog man lying on my mother's bed, the fire in my heart was like it had just spewed out of the crater.People say that secrets cannot withstand prying eyes.Those who want to peek at the secret will eventually be stabbed and bruised.

I jumped in from the window with a baton, and the mother in the corner turned to look at me in a panic, and the phone fell to the ground with a "slap".

"Your father... your father..." Her lips trembled, and I realized that something might have happened, but there are more important things to do at the scene!

Li Yuanheng got up from the bed and ran out desperately. I caught up with him two or three times, aiming at Li Yuanheng's head and was about to smash it...

"Your father is dead!" My mother gave me a blow to the head first.

The father is dead, bloody and bloody blown up by a punk's humanoid bomb while on a mission.

I froze there, at a loss, my soul seemed to go away with the faint bell.

At my father’s funeral, I didn’t shed a single tear. My mother’s eyes were red and swollen from crying. Were her tears from sadness or guilt?

No matter what her reason is, I have prepared a cage for her.

She has neurasthenia, is very sensitive, and is easily hinted at.I suspect that she was hinted by the rumors, she wants to try a new love, but I don't let her do what she wants.

I bought an antique desk clock at auction.The clock is as tall as one person, the needle moves powerfully, and the sound of the bell is thick and deep.Put it in the mother's room, saying that the rhythm of the needle movement can calm the mind and help sleep.

The sound of the bell really reassured her a lot, the seemingly invisible sound was also a kind of companionship.

Then, intentionally or unintentionally, I always talked to her about my father at seven o'clock in the evening, and about the moments when we were reunited as a family when we were young.The day when the news of my father's death came, it was seven o'clock in the evening. She was actually very afraid of this moment, but I always stayed with her at this time, just like my father back then.

The more I do not hold her accountable, the more guilty she will be, and this guilt will make her self-disciplined.

When I couldn't be with her at seven o'clock in the evening, I asked her to call me. She always told me not to go out at this time, because it was dangerous outside, as if as long as I avoided this moment, I would not be killed by the bomb.

As soon as the bell struck seven o'clock every evening, she entered a brief hypnotic state, and over time, she developed obsessive-compulsive disorder.

At the beginning, I was very satisfied with the trap I had set up, trapping her in a cage so she wouldn't run away with anyone.This is the price she has to pay, she owes her father, and the whole family owes him!

Outside, I became more violent and became the number one concern of the police station for troubled teenagers on the street.But in front of her, I always intentionally imitate my father, whose gentleness is like a panacea.She is a person who is easily confused by appearances. She doesn't even know how many punks I beat up outside.

"It's time to release the shackles, Officer Xiang, don't you think so?" Ren made a pun, shook his handcuffed left hand, and looked at me aggrieved.

I was completely dissected by him, so of course I couldn't do what he wanted, "Is this what you mean or Ling Yunmu's meaning?"

He rolled his eyes, "Lingyunmu!"

"Then please ask him for me, who made the tofu bedding?"

"Tofu bedding?"

"You ask him, he knows."

"How to ask him? I don't have his phone number."

"Aren't you communicating in your head?"

"Ling Yunmu looks like this, do you think he can communicate with me in his head?"

"Then how did he tell you to interpret the dream?"

"That's..." Ren struggled for a while, "Anyway, he's the only one looking for me and I'm not looking for him. Didn't you know early on? He's a tyrant!"

"I don't know, how cruel is his cruelty?"

Ren shook the handcuffs impatiently, "Officer Xiang, if you can't eat it and wipe it off, you won't admit it! I, who can memorize "The Interpretation of Dreams" back and forth, give you free dream interpretation, and you still treat me like this?"

I refused to budge an inch: "Let him come out to see me, won't you be free?"

"Can that freedom be the same?"

"Remember what you did last time you ran away?"

Ren blinked, and I said for him: "Pretend to be my identity and swindle everywhere!"

I intended to reprimand him, but I didn't expect it to bring back his wonderful memories: "Officer Xiang, don't tell me, your identity is really easy to use, do you know how many beauties posted it? It made me swell, and I almost couldn't bear it." Please help you sign the deed of sale! Those models have great figures..."

I glared at him, "You still have endless aftertaste, don't you?"

A young master Xiang, who only existed in legends, suddenly came to various high-end clubs and dinner parties, with a glamorous demeanor. It was rumored that he had restored his true face as a young master of the family after quitting the police, causing a commotion on the Internet.

The only good thing is that my private phone number was not leaked, otherwise I would really beat him to death!

Ren looked puzzled: "Officer Xiang, how can you look at so many beautiful girls indifferently?"

I have been quite forbearing: "Please don't use Ling Yunmu's face to say such shameless things."

"Officer Xiang, besides Wine and Beauty, do you know what else I have gained?"

I sneered: "When my father was alive, the thing he disliked the most was luxury and money. People are divided into three, six, and nine classes, and the class is solidifying. He could have ridden Xiang's strong wind and sat on the clouds, but he didn't want anything. In that kind of people Where people fight each other, what can you gain?"

The author has something to say:

Opened a derivative article "Grands and Enmity Rolling, Pay Me Alone", which is based on the surging love, and the main subject is Dongfang Bubai.I hope that little angels with love will order a collection! (^o^)/~——"Someone tells a story, if you believe it, it will be true..."