You Are My Gravity

There are a lot of people in the stadium, most of them are boys playing here. The children are on the track, and their parents are standing outside the short fence, shouting cheering for the children. There is a little noise in their ears, but no one pays attention to Wei Hongsheng and Zhou Ping. .

Wei Hongsheng's heart tightened at the moment. He looked expectantly at the track. He remembered that his son particularly liked playing here that day, and he refused to leave after playing for a long time.

Wei Hongsheng squeezed his hand, shouting in his heart: Peace, go home with his father.

He wanted to ask Zhou Ping a question. When he turned his head, he was shocked by the scene in front of him. He looked at Zhou Ping incredulously, and he couldn't help but drool and wanted to ask, but he didn't dare.

Because he watched, in a windy open-air venue, the smoke that floated when that stick of incense burned was not blown away by the wind, but went upright, which was really surprising.

The smoke slowly rose for about two meters and no longer rose, but hovered there.

Zhou Ping handed the ball to Wei Hongsheng and pointed in a direction: "You throw the ball over, call your son's name three times, and let him go home with you..."

Wei Hongsheng's hands trembled a little, he threw the ball over with trembling, and then shouted: "Peace, peace, peace... Go home with dad, go home with dad, don't play outside, are you hungry? Mom made your favorite braised pork at home..."

Wei Hongsheng watched the ball fell on the ground, rolled forward, rolled two or three meters, and suddenly stopped without any buffer.

Wei Hongsheng's body was shaking more severely, could it be... his son caught the ball.

He quickly turned to look at Zhou Ping.

But Zhou Ping's face was not good, because the ball that had been stationary suddenly began to roll again, and... ran farther and farther.

Qin Se, who followed behind, widened his eyes and said, "Mom, this little boy refuses to go home..."

Without a word, she immediately caught up.

Zhou Ping tugged Wei Hongsheng, who was still in a daze: "What are you dazed about? Why don't you chase him?"

Wei Hongsheng came back to his senses, stepped faster, and asked with a worried look: "Just now... your daughter said Ping An did not want to go home with me?"

Zhou Ping ignored him.

This time, she also felt weird. She usually screamed at the frightened child, and the child would follow.

But this one is not bad, it is going to run.

As soon as they left, a few people who had just stood not far from them began to discuss with fear.

"You all saw it just now, the ball ran away by itself..."

"I saw it, I saw it... I was too scared to say anything just now, what is going on?"

"I don't know, but it's very evil... Have you seen that woman? She has been holding a stick of incense in her hand. The smoke from the incense is vertical and never scattered... Shouldn't... Will this place, die... die before?"

"I think it's better not to stay here, and take the kids home quickly."

As a result, after he finished speaking, he quickly asked his children not to play, and then took the children and quickly left the playground.

Zhou Ping asked as he ran, "Have you abused your son at home?"

Wei Hongsheng shook his head repeatedly: "How is this possible? This is the only child of my wife and I. We have only had such a child after eight years of marriage. The pain is like eyeballs. Don't talk about it. I can't bear to touch it with heavy words... "

Zhou Ping frowned: "That's too capricious and lacks discipline."