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Chapter 582 "Hate" and Indifference

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    Such a man whose emotions are like a roller coaster, such an impetuous person, but also a person who is often so quiet that he is unwilling to say a word, he is simply a fusion of icebergs and flames.

    I don't like this kind of people, they are boring to the core, and they are stubborn to the core, and they are the kind of people who must keep everything in their hearts, never communicate with others, and always suffocate themselves to death  people.

    I was originally such a person.

    Even a little defiant.

    But now I really find that I can't be such a person, and for me, such a person seems to me that you really don't have a little bit of blood.

    And it was he who made me what I am now, but he is still the same as before, even back to the very beginning, not even a little bit bloody at the beginning, at the beginning he was warm and pure!

    Sure enough, any person, no matter how good he is at the beginning, or he has always been such an essence, no matter how elegant or considerate he is.

    In the end, once the distance gets closer, it must be riddled with holes.

    I knew I shouldn't be selling my voice.

    I should never have sold these emotions.

    It really is the same for him.

    Decoration.

    I have never seen such a powerless person.

    I can't even imagine how miserable his life was, which made people feel uncomfortable.

    This kind of discomfort is physiological, not caused by certain things.

    I simply already have something to start living in one.

    In a world that makes me feel boring.

    When I realized this, it was really a kind of torture for me.

    So now I am starting to prepare to find a small noodle shop outside the village and eat a bowl of noodles.

    When I was just about to reach the entrance of the village.

    "Teacher Ho."

    A very immature and energetic voice sounded from behind my body.

    I admit, I need this voice.

    In essence, I really don't want to be disturbed by anyone now, but this sudden contrast has an effect.

    I'm really getting excited.

    I've really started to turn my head around.

    Pepe.

    "Mr. He, what are you doing here?"

    "Well, it's all right, what's the matter with you?"

    "Well, it's Brother Deyin, crying and saying sorry to you."

    When I heard this sentence, I turned my head away, and I planned to continue on my way.

    Because this is all within my expectations.

    But it's not what I want.

    "Brother Deyin, he is crying and saying sorry to you, Mr. He, you should go back and have a look at him, we can't stop him, he's lying on the ground, it's scary."

    Pepe, followed me to the front, and continued to go to the front, and has been reporting to me the so-called situation of his brother, but I don't want to look back at all.

    Seeing that if I go any further, I will almost follow the noodle shop, so I also want to hear him say that I should just have a bowl of noodles with this kid. I really am not cold-blooded.

    At this time, I suddenly encountered a motorcycle.

    stopped at a corner.

    When I saw this scene, it was really like God helping me.

    "Uncle, can you take me for a ride? Give you money at the noodle shop in front."

    ? After all, the people here are very nice and warm-hearted, not to mention that I chose a reciprocal one.

    So he readily agreed.

    At this moment, I plan to turn back.

    I plan to tell this kid, I'm going to eat noodles first.

    But the moment I turned around, I suddenly found that he had already knelt down on one knee.

    The moment I saw this scene, I was completely dumbfounded.

    The uncle next to me was also asking me, "This is your child? Why does he just stay on the ground like this?"

    I immediately declined the uncle's kindness, and then walked directly to the child.

    In my opinion, all this is really, although in my heart, now I am very irritable, because the interruptedSome of my whole one plan, the kind of process that is arranged in the heart.

    But it is.

    I was frightened by the scene of the child.

    "What are you doing? Get up for me."

    "It's not Mr. He. I'm imitating it. The moment you left just now, Brother Deyin just knelt down like this."

    "It's the real one, not like me who didn't put one leg down."

    "Mr. He, can you talk to Brother Deyin? He is really, really, really, just thinking that the one who said all this is too much is afraid of you."

    "That's why he didn't speak."

    Listening to his heart-piercing voices speaking for his brother, I really feel more deeply tired, because it is probably because of the order of appearance of the people, and it is probably because I can understand  The ones, because he and his brother know more people around me than I do, so the first thing he considers is not that I am physically and mentally exhausted now, it is not that my dark circles have fallen on my mouth, it is not that  My whole body looks decadent, but thinking of his brother.

    "I just hate the way he doesn't talk."

    Once again, I said it deliberately in a very cold-blooded tone.

    I really feel like I've been kidnapped.

    "forget it."

    "Really forget it."

    He may really not know how many people he has dragged down.

    "It's not Teacher He."

    "Anyway, he will never talk to you, anyway, he will always be in his own world, and he never gives others a chance."

    "I figured it out. He is an extremely selfish person."

    Pepe, I don't know why she suddenly became quiet. She was so quiet that she was standing there all the time, and she didn't know what she was doing.

    "Okay, I missed the motorcycle again, looks like I'll have to go."

    This is when I really plan to go again.

    My hand was suddenly pulled.

    I am bored.

    "What are you doing?"

    "Mr. He, do you know that brother Deyin has a notebook, which contains some things between you and him. He showed us today, but he has written a lot of things in it these days.  ,sorry."

    "Then he wrote on it that the reason he didn't want to talk to you was because he was afraid that you would get angry if he said a wrong sentence."

    I really don't want to hear these things anymore. Before, if I heard these things, I would soften my heart and feel distressed, but now I am different. Everyone's thinking is different, and everyone's personality is different.  He changed a lot of things, but he always forced himself out of it, and he made me feel that I couldn't do anything.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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