Senior, cut off your sleeve?

Moreover, Liu Zhan's mood is not very stable now, Liu Zhiyu is really worried that Liu Zhan is alone at home, he just wants to go back and watch Liu Zhan carefully, lest he do something stupid.

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." After speaking, Liu Juyu stood up and was about to leave.

Seeing Liu Zhiyu's sad face, Dong Xi'an vaguely felt that something had happened, and he didn't stop Liu Zhiyu, he quickly put his arms around Liu Zhiyu's shoulders, and said with a smile, "Then I'll take you back, you're like this I'm worried."

Now Liu Zhiyu just wanted to go back and look at Liu Zhan quickly, and didn't want to get entangled with Dong Xi'an, so he could only let Dong Xi'an support him and walk slowly.

For a moment, Liu Zhiyu felt that he had not injured his knee, Dong Xi'an's exaggerated concern made him seem to be suffering from some terminal illness, a person who was dying soon.

Finally, under Dong Xi'an's meticulous care, he lingered back home, and as soon as he entered the house, he looked around the living room, but he didn't see Liu Zhan's figure, and Liu Zhiyu was about to run upstairs with big strides.

"Hey, senior, you sit down, you can tell me what you want to do, your knee is hurt, don't move around." Dong Xi'an grabbed Liu Zhiyu, pushed him to sit on the sofa, and said righteously .

"...Go upstairs and see if Liu Zhan is there." Liu Zhiyu couldn't get rid of it, so he could only shake his head helplessly.

"Okay." Dong Xi'an replied with a smile. After walking two steps, he turned his head to look at Liu Zhiyu, and asked in a low voice, "Did Liu Zhan know..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Yaoyu lowered his eyes sadly, and nodded in a daze.

Looking at the pale, thin, melancholy Liu Zhiyu, Dong Xi'an felt a little pain in his heart, and thought of the sunny and cheerful Liu Zhan. He is probably more sad than Liu Zhiyu now.

Dong Xi'an tiptoed to the door of Liu Zhan's room, and gently pushed the door open, wanting to see if Liu Zhan was inside, but as soon as he opened it, a hoarse voice came from inside.

"Come in." Liu Zhan curled up on the bed, his back turned to the door, motionless, he thought it was Liu Zhiyu, so he said lightly.

"Well, are you okay?" Dong Xi'an wanted to make sure that Liu Zhan was there and return to Liu Yuyu's life. Liu Zhan said so, so he had no choice but to go in and asked with concern.

When Liu Zhan heard that it was Dong Xi'an's voice, he quickly sat up, curled his legs, and put his hands on his knees. There was no smile on his usually carefree and innocent face, and his penetrating eyes turned red, saying no. Feeling haggard and sad, he nodded and then shook his head again.

Dong Xi'an stepped forward to sit in front of him, and patted his hand, hoping to give him some comfort.

"Actually, I'm really sad and guilty. I didn't even see her for the last time, I couldn't spend her last days with her, I couldn't say goodbye to her properly, and I didn't even send her off properly. "

Liu Zhan raised his head, stared at Dong Xi'an in a daze, and told each word, crying so sadly, so sadly, so desperately, tears poured out of his eye sockets like a flood that broke a bank.

Such a helpless Liu Zhan made people feel distressed. Dong Xi'an held back his tears and could only tightly cover his hand, hoping to give him some warmth. Apart from these, Dong Xi'an really didn't know what else to do. What, what else can I say.

He couldn't utter a single word of those hypocritical empathy words, and he would never know how painful it would be unless the needle was stuck in his body. He knew Liu Zhan's sadness and grief, but there was nothing he could do about it. It can relieve Liu Zhan's pain.

"Before, I always felt that my mother was nagging, she had to take care of everything, and she was always scolding. At that time, I thought she was very annoying. I am already such a big person, and she always interferes with my freedom.

I have to worry about eating, wearing clothes, going out to play, and going to bed too late. My eyes are always on me. Whenever I move, I ask this and that. At that time, I really annoyed her. up. "

Liu Zhan said to himself, thinking back to the days when Yang Hui was still there, a happy smile appeared on his tear-stained face.

Apart from listening quietly, Dong Xi'an didn't know what else he could do. He had never been so powerless as at this moment. He and Liu Zhan were immersed in that memory together.

He has never seen Yang Hui before, Dong Xi'an only saw that kind smiling face in the photo of her funeral, but he knows that it is a mother who loves her son very much, just like his own mother, who loves to chatter Nagging, just as worried about my son.

Perhaps at this moment, Dong Xi'an understands Liu Zhan's thoughts better than anyone else, the desire to escape from his mother's heavy love and to have his own world.

At that time, they were more bored with the meticulous maternal love, and couldn't wait to stay away from their mother's interference.

Dong Xi'an once had this kind of thought. It can be said that everyone has this kind of thought, thinking that he can face the dangers of the world alone, that he can keep out the wind and rain alone, and that he can live well without his parents.

But now, for this problem, Liu Zhan exchanged a lifetime of regrets for a result. After leaving the harbor of his parents, he might be stronger, but without their company, life would only be wandering infinitely, and there would be no way back.

"Because of this, I have quarreled with her countless times. I avoid her every day and want to stay away from her. I just thought that as long as I go abroad, she will not be able to control me. I can do whatever I want, anyway. She can't see it, so she can't control me."

Speaking of this, Liu Zhan pulled a willful smile from the corner of his mouth, like a spoiled child, but the sadness in his eyes could not be concealed no matter what, and tears flowed out.

"Now, if I want to listen to her nagging again, I can't, I can't hear a word, I can't hear it again." Liu Zhan buried his head on his knees, sobbing softly, his shoulders trembling slightly, Dong Xi'an put his hands on his shoulders to comfort him.

"Cry, it's fine if you cry." Dong Xi'an patted his hand and comforted him gently, "You still have your brother, you still have your father, they are all waiting for you!"

Hearing these words, Liu Zhan could no longer suppress the grief in his heart, let go of his voice, and burst into tears. Dong Xi'an sat beside him and patted him on the back, and sat quietly listening to a twist. The child with wings poured out his longing and regret for the deceased mother.

Not seeing Dong Xi'an coming down for a long time, Liu Zhiyu ran upstairs anxiously, walked into Liu Zhan's bedroom, and saw Liu Zhan lying on Dong Xi'an crying, he took a look at Dong Xi'an, and hugged Liu Zhan in his arms Li, softly comforting.