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I am not ready to tell the truth to my mother about the current situation between Li Zhurong and me.
I'm afraid of scaring her.
After coming down from upstairs, I just relayed to her the reasons why Li Zhurong did what Yuan Hai told me.
The old lady listened to my words with wide eyes.
"He really thinks so?"
¡°I think it¡¯s quite similar to his style of acting.¡± This is the truth.
My mother thought for a while, patted her leg, and stood up: "No, he's too worried. You'd better break up with him."
The key is to be able to break it.
¡°He¡¯s not a bad person, he just doesn¡¯t like to talk to me about anything,¡± I advised my mother: ¡°Like this time, he¡¯s doing it for my own good.¡±
¡°Then he made it impossible for you to read before, so he gave birth to a son outside for your own good?¡± My mother asked me.
"That's because of his grandfather. The more he cares about me, the more his grandfather wants to deal with me, so he can only cut off contact with me. He has no choice but to deal with the child."
"Then why hasn't he come to you for so many years?"-
My mother left me in the room and went to cook, leaving me alone to think.
I didn¡¯t call Lin Youqi or ask Li Xiu. I wanted to think about it myself.
But I still can¡¯t figure out a clue.
Over the years, I have been controlling myself and not thinking about Li Zhurong. I told myself to remember the lessons I have learned. But even so, when I met him again, I no longer had the determination that "I never want to have anything to do with this person again in my life" when I left Beijing.
My dad finished half of the dinner at night and went to the toilet. I helped him lie down in front of the toilet to vomit. His shoulders were so thin that there was only a handful of bones left.
Before going to bed, I came out to drink water and found my mother crying in the kitchen. I walked over and saw the old lady hurriedly wiping her tears.
¡°I¡¯m soaking rice for making porridge.¡± She explained to me.
I heard that my dad started vomiting, and the doctor suggested on the phone that he should start eating liquid food.
¡°In fact, he couldn¡¯t eat much.
"He won't let me tell you that his gums always bleed when he brushes his teeth." My mother said, tears flowing down again: "He only sleeps for a few hours now. When he can't sleep, he reads and doesn't listen. ¡¡±
"It's okay, I'll go talk to my dad."
But when it came to my dad, I couldn¡¯t tell him.
I can only tell him: "Dad, the morning after tomorrow, I will take you to our school."-
Li Zhurong still comes to my bedroom every night.
Tuesday night, I couldn¡¯t sleep.
I always think about the days I spent at R University, which seemed like a lifetime ago. I always remember the first time I went to the school to report, and I entered through the famous school gate. The school was too big, and I dragged a big box. Carrying a big bag, he followed the crowd. I remember the granite-carved school gate, the large square when entering, the tree-lined avenues, and the reception desk for new students. I remember the teaching building where I often had classes. I always sat by the window near the corridor. After class, I watched others standing in the corridor chatting.
For so many years, I have never dared to go to the undergraduate campus.
The old school, the old place, is the weakness of everyone who has been young.
I remember the first time I brought him to my school to play. I was so nervous that my hands were sweating. I led him around the school in a big circle. Later I found out that he had visited this school all over when he was a child.
I remember that when I won the gold medal in the National Physics Competition, he brought Zheng Yehu, Luo Qin Jiye and a bunch of people to watch. They made loud noises and applauded exaggeratedly in the auditorium. My whole figure was lifted up into the clouds, and I ended up in a daze. I was pulled backstage by him, and he reached out and grabbed my medal. I thought he wanted to see the medal, but he kissed me.
I also remember that he had been cheating for half a semester, so that I agreed to move out of the school. He came to carry my luggage, carried my shoulder bag, dragged my hand, and walked away arrogantly. go out.
"Xiaozhe, will you miss the old days?" I asked him.
"No." He put his arm around my shoulders: "It's useless to even think about it."
I leaned on the pillow, feeling a little tired.
"What about the teacher? Will the teacher miss the old days?" He suddenly asked me.
I think about it so much that my heart feels like it¡¯s about to burst.
If I could go back to the past, the weather would be just right and the scenery would beThe villa is relatively small. There is a living room when you enter, and the servant pours tea.
"Today I have something to do with Teacher Xu, but I didn't expect that my uncle would also come with me." He could say it alone: ??"Well, I'll take Teacher Xu to see something, and let Xiao Wang chat with you for a while"
Before I could speak, my dad spoke:
"What are you looking at?"
"Some videos are related to Li Zhurong and are not important." Zheng Yehu smiled maliciously.
"Dad, first"
"I'll watch it with you."-
Parents are like this. Many times, you always want to hide it from them, thinking that they don¡¯t need to know, and that telling them will only increase their worries. But just when you thought you had hidden it from them, they knew everything.
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