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Chapter 129 The Legendary Telepathy?

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    "Did my dad call?"

    Yes, Mr. He wrote it here, dear dad!  "

    "Okay, don't mess around, just let it go."

    "Teacher He is waiting for me to have money, I want to buy such a mobile phone!"

    "When you become an athlete in the future, you can buy it."

    At this point my heart was beating faster, and I even felt my stomach rolling.

    The whole person is a bit out of breath like when he woke up from the nightmare just now.

    Why did they call me in advance?  Could this be the legendary telepathy?  I questioned it again.

    But I don't want to keep procrastinating. This will only expose me. I really have a lot of things pressing me now.

    For this reason, I still asked Pepe to bring the phone over. I originally put the phone so far away to leave an information-rich environment.

    However, after staying here for so long, I found that the world without information and internet is really convenient.

    Very leisurely.

    At least for me at this time.

    "Mr. He, then hurry up and go back. Didn't you just say you were going to call your parents? But I feel that you still sound weak when you speak now. Why don't you call later?  "

    "Forget it, I can't keep them waiting too long!"

    "Well, yes, then you call, I don't listen, I'm going to bed and lie down."

    "Your feet are really flexible now!"

    "Yeah, I feel better and better, I am so happy to think that I can go to school!"

    When I took the call from Pepe, I seemed to be holding a heavy brick.

    I really don't have enough confidence to make this call. To answer this call, it seems to me that there are many barriers in the middle and it is difficult to climb mountains and ridges.

    But it's still because I don't want to waste too much time. After all, the thin monkey might really come. This guy is really the number one successor who keeps his word.

    I still dialed.

    "Oh, why did you answer the phone so late? What's wrong with you?"

    The tone over there sounded inexplicably worried.

    "No, what can I do? I'm fine, why are you calling me all of a sudden!"

    "I miss you all of a sudden and I can't explain why, but I just want to call you!"

    "Well, well, I'm fine!"

    "But I feel weak when I hear your tone. Did you not sleep well? Isn't it a weekend now? Shouldn't you be able to sleep late?"

    "It's a bit"

    "No, no, it's dad. Are you okay? Well, I feel pretty good. Your mother is cooking. Alas, what you cook is all your favorite food. When can you come over to eat?"

    "Oh, don't rush!"

    "Are you really okay?"

    "Really why are you asking that?"

    "It's all a feeling, that's the feeling, do you understand?"

    "If you really want to tell your parents sometimes, don't carry it by yourself, just hear you are good, have you eaten yet?"

    "I've eaten it, it's very delicious."

    "Okay, then we'll hang up first, you should be busy too!"

    "Then hang up quickly."

    Just when I feel that this matter has temporarily come to an end, and I can breathe a sigh of relief.

    I can find a reason to lie tomorrow with a new mental outlook. What I said at this time sounds weak.

    Mom's voice rushed over.

    "Daughter, I was cooking just now. Why do I feel that something is wrong with you? I asked your father to beat you. Are you really okay?"

    By this time my tears were rolling in my eyes.

    It is a feeling of suffocation that is difficult to express, a kind of cared person, and a real concern.

    Even the so-called telepathy is average, but it is impossible to express and describe some feelings.

    It started to be oppressed and uncomfortable, and I didn't know what to say.

    Especially when this object was still a parent, I couldn't help crying, and the tears were all shed unexpectedly, but I didn't expect that this feeling was really indescribable at the beginning, and it really made me feel  What is meant by the pain and sadness that comes from the bones.

      I turned my head away, and tried to choke my throat so that I wouldn't make some choking sounds.

    But I didn't expect that I still didn't do it.

    After all, when I was at home, it was my parents who I kept talking to.

    Parents are always the people who love you the most, and parents are always the ones who can give you the best advice and understand you, so maybe it's my subconscious that makes me want to say this.

    My choking was heard by them immediately.

    "What's wrong? Have you been wronged? Why are you crying? What's going on?!"

    "Is someone bullying you or something?"

    "Do you want us to come and see you?"

    "Mom, I can't say now."

    "This is a very painful thing for me. I can't finish it in a few words."

    "What can you never finish talking about?"

    "Oh, you don't know."

    At that time, I took a look at Pepe's eyes. Pepe saw that I was about to cry, but she already had a napkin in her hand.

    I couldn't bear to see this scene.

    I ran out the door.

    went outside.

    "Have you gone out? The wind is a bit loud."

    "I really don't know what to do. I just woke up from a nightmare. In fact, I didn't sleep at all last night."

    "what do you mean?"

    "How could you not sleep? Don't you have a bed?"

    Parents still seem very naive, maybe they all think that I will never grow up as a child, so they always think of everything very simply.

    When I thought of this, I was debating whether to talk to them again, but I heard some words from my father beside me.

    I still have to communicate with them, because I need someone to talk to now, but I'm afraid that the skinny monkey will appear behind me while I'm talking.

    If you hear it, then you will be in big trouble.

    "I'll tell you tomorrow, I don't want to talk about it today."

    "No, let us hear it all. How can you not say it when you cry? You have to tell me that if you don't say it today, I won't let you sleep."

    "Well, to put it simply, I think I have harmed a child."

    "So let's talk to you tomorrow."

    "What do you mean? What do you mean by killing a child? Let me tell you, if you don't make it clear, I will tell your father directly to come and find you."

    "Okay, thank you for your concern, I will hang up first, wait, there is still something to deal with."

    "Alas?"

    Immediately hung up the phone and walked back to the house.

    Rushed to Pepe to get the napkin in his hand.

    Then he began to cover his face and cry bitterly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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