After escaping, the scum attack stalked me

Tears flowed down, so frightened that Qin Haotian mistakenly thought that he didn't like him feeding him, so he quickly put the soup on the small cabinet next to the bed, and took two tissues to wipe his tears.

Then stood up at a loss, took two steps back, and said, "I've made the soup, don't cry, you haven't eaten anything, drink it quickly."

Emotions come and go quickly, and in my heart, I have already crazily complained that I am a person who has no position, why did I cry in front of him, and how could I be hugged by him just now and not break free?

Looking at the soup he made again, I wonder if he made it?After all, the scene of cooking a meal that almost caught fire is still vivid in my mind.

Picking up the spoon, took a sip and put it into his mouth, and he smacked his mouth, it seemed that the taste was not bad.

Qin Haotian looked at his cute appearance drinking soup, with a gentle smile on his brows and eyes.

So just like that, all the pot of soup he cooked was sent to my stomach.

After drinking the soup, I will be full, and I will not be able to sleep any more.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be in such a bad mood anymore, Qin Haotian thought for a while and said: "Your grandfather told me before he was alive, I hope you can bring his ashes back to his hometown, where is his root."

He sneered, Grandpa guessed that I would not agree, so he wanted to express this last wish to me through a third party.

"I can't figure out why grandpa is so forceful to go back to his hometown? None of his two sons, grandsons and nephews thought about raising him. Not only did they not raise him, they even stole all his pension money. Then who will come to worship him in the future? Probably the grass and trees are deep in front of the grave!"

I originally thought about burying him back to Yunnan, where I could go to worship him every year, but once I was buried in my hometown...

I may not be able to go back to worship him every year, after all, there are too many unbearable pasts there, and I don't want to go back to that boring place again.

"I'll accompany you."

As soon as his words came out, I suddenly raised my head and looked directly at him, a place in my heart that was as dead as ashes seemed to be rubbed by a hand, and trembled slightly.

"Your grandfather told me about your past. No matter what happens, I will be with you. Don't be afraid."

His eyes were too persistent, his tone was too firm, and suddenly the alarm bells rang in his mind, no, he must not be deceived by this person's appearance.

I didn't answer, and he didn't continue talking, he picked up the bowl of soup I just finished and walked into the kitchen.

He turned on the faucet, wiped the bowl from inside to outside, from top to bottom, wiped from the inside, wiped from the outside, wiped the mouth of the bowl with a rag, wiped the bottom of the bowl, and cleaned it. Put it on the dish rack aside, wipe your hands with a paper towel before walking out.

As soon as I looked up, I happened to meet the sight of me staring at him washing the dishes just now, and I wanted to bury myself under the blanket in embarrassment.

"Go back first!" I said.

"No, your physical condition is too poor. I'm here with you. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

Looking back on this period of time, he was really cheeky and stalking me every day, but he really didn't have any other thoughts, and he respected me.

I was too tired, and I didn't want to argue with him. The room inside was where my grandpa slept before. I didn't dare to let him sleep, so I had to ask him to take out a mat under the bed and make a bed on the floor.

But he didn't pay attention to the arc of his bent lips.

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The road back to Hunan was bumpy.

First took the plane, then took the bus, and then took the bus to the town.

Originally, I needed to take a ten-yuan motorcycle to reach the village, but Qin Haotian didn't let me take it. I sat in a small restaurant next to the station to rest and eat something.

I don't know if it's because I have a bad stomach, or motion sickness, I have a very small appetite, and I even have the urge to vomit after eating something greasy.

Qin Haotian gently coaxed me to drink another bowl of soup, otherwise I would be hungry later.

It's not that I don't want to drink, it's that I can't drink.

Seeing this, he couldn't force it, and asked the restaurant owner to pack two more dishes that I like to eat.

Coming out of the restaurant, there was a colorful Ferrari sports car parked on the side of the road, which attracted many people, old and young, from the town to visit, not only because they had never seen it before, but also because the color was very bright.

It wasn't until Qin Haotian put our luggage and miscellaneous things into the car behind him that he opened the door of the Ferrari and nodded slightly to let me sit in.

At that time, my psychology was very strange. Living here since I was a child, I did not enjoy any praise and envious eyes from everyone. Only insults and insults affected my entire childhood and youth.

Now that I'm back, I really want to see at least a little bit of envy in everyone's eyes, praise for me, and even regret for the ruthlessness of the mouth back then.

Is this a fight for yourself?

In this way, Qin Haotian drove the Ferrari and followed my directions all the way to my home at dusk and sunset.

The village is not too big, with only a hundred people, but because the villages are next to each other, the population is relatively dense.

As soon as the car entered the village, a group of children who were playing on the road saw such a beautiful and cool car, screamed a few times and followed the car all the way.

As soon as we got out of the car, the group of children rushed forward to look at us with curious eyes, and then leaned their heads to look inside the car.

Qin Haotian went to a car behind and took out our things.

At this time, it happened to be time to prepare for dinner, and the parents of those children came out and shouted loudly: "*** is back for dinner."

Apparently, those villagers had never seen such a beautiful car, and their curious eyes looked at the car first, and then at us.

They were more looking at Qin Haotian.

Where have the villagers seen such a tall, handsome and extravagant man?

The women who came to take the children home for dinner looked at Qin Haotian closely with bright smiles.

While carrying things, Qin Haotian took my hand and walked into my house.

He disdains dealing with these women, let alone their gaze.