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- It¡¯s night, in the apartment.
Su Zhengxiao opened the door and walked in.
The lights in the room are on, with a faint yellow glow, and there is an inexplicable warmth.
The boy is sitting in a wheelchair, lying on the table doing homework. After the car accident, his leg was seriously injured. He is still unable to stand and can only sit in a wheelchair.
The woman is sitting in front of the window.
There are painting frames and dyes in front of you.
She had several stitches on her chin, but the stitches have not yet been removed.
The left cheek was also slightly bruised and scabbed. I don¡¯t know if it will leave scars.
The atmosphere was very quiet, with only the faint breathing of the mother and son intertwining together, but it was very warm and peaceful.
Hearing the sound, Tang Xiaoran turned around.
When her eyes met Su Zhengxiao, she was slightly startled.
It looked like he hadn¡¯t washed himself in a few days, and the stubble on his chin was sprouting out.
The sunken eyes give people a very tired feeling, the shirt is covered with wrinkles and dust, the face is black and blue, and the corners of the lips are red and swollen, as if they have been in a fight.
Su Zhengxiao pursed his thin lips tightly, his eyes were cold, and his tone was sarcastic: "Why, you don't even know your husband?"
Being startled, Tang Xiaoran came to his senses,
She asked aloud: "What's wrong with your face?"
"none of your business!"
After saying this coldly, Su Zhengxiao brushed the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, passed her, and went to the bathroom.
Tang Xiaoran opened her mouth and didn't ask any more questions.
He didn¡¯t want to pay attention to her at all. Even if she asked, he wouldn¡¯t speak. Why bother?
She has never been able to ask about his matters, whether they are private matters or official matters.
She has no rights or qualifications.
She has never been the one to ask him about those things.
From the moment he got married to now, he has been extremely indifferent and cruel to me.
With a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, Tang Xiaoran looked away and focused on the boy.
She frowned slightly, feeling helpless.
His posture when doing homework has never been good, and the homework book placed on the coffee table is always crooked.
My body was also twisted, with my arms on the coffee table and my face resting on my arms. I was writing while I was asleep, and my face seemed to be close to being attached to my homework book.
Putting down the paintbrush, she limped over, one step at a time.
The boy didn¡¯t notice that his long and curled eyelashes blinked from time to time, casting black shadows on his homework book.
Reaching out, she gently patted the boy's back and adjusted his sitting posture: "Can you sit upright and do your homework?"
"Yes." The boy smiled, showing two tiger teeth, moved his little body, sat upright, and straightened his back: "Mom, aren't you going to draw?"
Shaking his head, Tang Xiaoran stroked his hair and asked, "Are you hungry?"
After he was born, his hair was not very good, it was yellow and thin.
She thought she had eaten something she shouldn't have eaten during pregnancy, or it was too nutritious. Fortunately, it was dark, thick, and shiny now.
The boy stretched out his hands to hug his belly and nodded: "I'm hungry. The dumplings we let you eat in the afternoon at school are stuffed with chives. They always have a smell that I don't like. My favorite dumplings are the dumplings stuffed with lotus vegetables and pork made by my mother."
Hearing this, Tang Xiaoran's hands paused slightly, but his thoughts couldn't stop wandering and fluttering.
Everyone who has met Jingxuan said that only his eyes and mouth resemble hers.
Everything else followed his father's footsteps, as if he was carved from the same mold.
In fact, not only his appearance, but also his eating taste and habits were all inherited from Su Zhengxiao.
¡°Onions, garlic, ginger, and leeks, as long as they have a smell, I can¡¯t eat them all.
After asking three or four times but not hearing any reply from his mother, he shook the woman's hand: "Mom, what are you thinking about?"
After coming back to his senses, Tang Xiaoran shook his head: "Do your homework and I'll prepare dinner."
Jingxuan nodded, as if he thought of something, he raised his little face: "Mom, will dad leave tonight?"
Tang Xiaoran: "I don't know. Ask him yourself. He should be able to leave."
Su Zhengxiao rarely lives here, and only stays here a few days a year.
Jingxuan was a little disappointed, he lowered his head.
Tang Xiaoran touched his son's head distressedly.
"I blame myself for not having the ability to make Su Zhengxiao like her, and even her son suffers from it.
The dinner was very light. She cooked some porridge, mixed two side dishes, and cooked some light soup for Jingxuan.Light bone broth.
He was still young, but his leg was hit in a car accident and needed to be repaired.
Su Zhengxiao didn¡¯t come out until dinner was ready.
After much hesitation, Tang Xiaoran walked into the bedroom and knocked lightly on the bathroom door.
In the bathroom, Su Zhengxiao asked impatiently: "What's the matter?"
"Dinner is cooked, would you like some?" Tang Xiaoran asked cautiously.
"roll!"
He growled impatiently, letting the cold and biting water wash over his body, closing his eyes and thinking deeply.
He understood that Huo Jingcheng must have said hello to be able to come out of prison. He was the one who was so confused that he did such a thing!
If it weren¡¯t for Shen Ya¡¯s last kind thought, then both of them might have died in the wooden house.
However, when he thought of Zuo Qingrou again, his heart was torn, and it hurt every inch. He still couldn't forget the way she looked when she died. That was the hurdle in his heart.
¡°If he had not given the stack of photos to Huo¡¯s mother and Huo¡¯s mother had not gone to find her, would the ending have been different?
Outside the bathroom.
Tang Xiaoran¡¯s breathing rose and fell, suppressing the bitterness in his heart.
He really hates himself as always.
Although they are husband and wife, they are more like enemies.
In his heart, his sin is unforgivable.
After gathering his emotions, Tang Xiaoran walked out, not wanting his son to see the two arguing again.
Jingxuan sat obediently at the dining table: "Mom, dad doesn't want to eat?"
"Well, he has already eaten and is taking a bath. Let us eat by ourselves." Tang Xiaoran said.
Jingxuan nodded and looked at his mother with a smile on her face, feeling relieved.
Dad definitely didn¡¯t quarrel with mom.
He was scrambling to serve the rice, being well-behaved and sensible.
Tang Xiaoran asked: "What happened at school today?"
Jingxuan sipped the bone soup and told her everything.
Afterwards, Tang Xiaoran cleaned the tableware in the kitchen.
Jingxuan was sitting in the living room watching TV.
After washing the dishes, Tang Xiaoran looked at Jingxuan: "Mom, go take a shower. You watch TV first. After watching TV, I will take you back to the room."
"good."
Because, Su Zhengxiao is in the master bedroom.
So, she deliberately went to the second bedroom.
After taking off her clothes, Tang Xiaoran was in the bathtub, with warm water flowing over her body, relieving her fatigue.
She has a figure that is comparable to that of a catwalk model, with a 36c buttocks.
The legs are slender, straight and smooth, with graceful lines and charming.
The only shortcoming is her right leg. She had a car accident when she was a child and was severely injured in the car accident.
I have been lame since then.
He became what people call a cripple and a disabled person. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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