Lu Juzi in the nightclub can still be remembered, hiding out of the corridor.
Warm eyes glanced hastily, and Ju Zi hastily held up his hands to block the sun.
"It finally came out."
Turning his head, he looked coldly at the bar counter of Yisheng Sanshi's nightclub.
"Phew." A girl with long black hair pointed at her high heels and quickly avoided Orange's sight and flashed to the wall.
"Oranges!"
After taking a taxi, Juzi arrived at the elevator in the community in half an hour.
"Ding Dong" Orange lightly pressed the doorbell, anxiously thinking that she would see grandma soon.
With a "squeak" sound, a man with a metal frame appeared in front of him in an instant. Ju Zi didn't know how to greet him in his surprised eyes, and missed him with his feet up. When Juzi got home, she didn't see her favorite grandma, but she saw her good father who had always been there. Now because of their divorce and abandoning her, she didn't want to call him "Dad." Maybe because she was immature In his heart, he still hated his father all the time. His suspicion and stubbornness completely ruined this former warm home. Now whether he stays or goes doesn't seem to have much to do with him.
In addition to the blood of this physical strength, it can have a little relationship with him. Orange walked towards grandma's bedroom with strides.
"Stop!"
"Huh?" Juzi's footsteps that hadn't fallen were suddenly pulled over by the people behind, her soft body almost fell to the ground, and Juzi staggered to stand firm, "Crack!" A gust of cold wind hit On his own face, Juzi stood there blankly holding half of his face. After recovering, it only took a few seconds, "What are you doing?" As soon as the applause of "pa" fell, Orange sat heavily on the ground.
My father pointed his thick fingers at the orange sitting on the ground, and he was furious and blushed and roared loudly, "Where did you go again? I heard from your grandma that you haven't come home several times. Every time you go out You didn¡¯t go home for a few days, where did you say you went? Are you sorry for me? Are you sorry for your grandma?¡± Father Ju stared at Juzi fiercely like a mad lion bleeding, wishing to kill him in an instant. She disciplined her obediently.
Orange messed up the bangs on his forehead, and held back hiss for a while, but the unsatisfactory tears still remained, his slender fingers covered his mouth and nose with his palms, and he took a deep breath to compress the air, "You have never raised me , why did you hit me without taking part in my life? I'm sorry for grandma, but I haven't been sorry for you yet!!!"
Juzi yelled at her aggrievedly, and Father Ju's heart was about to explode instantly when he heard that, "Why?"
The rough arm jumped over and gave another slap.
"Let's fight!" "You beat me to death." Juzi, as stubborn as his father, let out another heart-piercing cry.
The tearing sound made Orange's eyes slightly dark.
"Oranges!"
"Orange!" Sitting on the ground, Juzi dug the embankment of the Yellow River and cried in pain. Thinking about it, his mother and grandma have been by his side for so many years. It would be difficult for Juzi to escape his father's beatings. Although Juzi's mother still loves and praises the man in front of her, Juzi still hates him forever in her heart.
There was a sudden coughing sound from the bedroom next door.
"Oranges!"
"Oranges!"
Orange stopped crying, and with her sharp ears, she could faintly understand grandma's voice at that time. She twisted her legs and touched the tears in the corners of her eyes, calling "Grandma!" "Grandma!" and ran towards grandma.
This time, Father Ju didn't stop Juzi, and stood stiffly in the living room alone.
Opening the door of the bedroom, Juzi rushed over quickly. The old mother shook her left hand to support Juzi, stroking the 18-year-old Juzi's head back and forth in distress, "Juzi" "No " "Your father" said some vague words.
Orange hugged grandma fiercely, she clearly meant grandma, she didn't take good care of herself.
Orange fluttered on grandma's body, sobbing shallowly and deeply.
Time draws traces on the roulette wheel of life little by little, who can know the end of the curtain?
Perhaps like a battery in a clock, it never gets a chance to feel when it will stop.
In the early morning of the next day, Ju Zi quietly fell asleep holding her grandma's arm, and grandma's hand relaxed quietly.
"Grandma!"
"Grandma!"
The ancient mother left, withYoyo's regret left.
Orange hugged grandma's arm tightly, and there was another burst of mint-flavored cold on his chest, piercing into his blood vessels.
Without taking a breath, the cold made her almost suffocate.
"Grandma!"
"mom!"
"Mom!" Father Ju knelt heavily. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com