【69 Book Bar-www.】Qingyu heard it clearly that it was his voice, frowned, and called him again, "Lin'er..."
Nangong Lin replied, "Well, I'm here, mom, I'm here..."
He was glad that he could see her in his heart, and was even more grateful that her body had warmth. You should know that she made him very scared yesterday.
"Mom, stop doing stupid things, okay?" he begged, unable to forget the scene yesterday.
Qingyu's tenderness gently stroked his cheek, and said hoarsely, "I'm sorry..."
Nangong Lin pursed his lips and shook his head, swallowed the bitterness in his heart before speaking, "You are right, it's your father's fault, it's him fault, you shouldn't be hurt anymore!"
He never thought she would experience those hurts, and he always thought that as long as the father explained it clearly, the woman in front of him would forgive him, so that the family could be together. But he never thought that he would lead him to
The proud father made such a huge mistake. Not to mention her, even he could not forgive him!
How did he make up his mind to hurt his mother, such a beautiful and weak woman?
"Mom, please... don't hurt yourself anymore, okay?" Nangong Lin begged, burying his little face in her arms. He didn't want something to happen to her, he just wanted her to live well, and she lived more noble and happy than anyone else.
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Qingyu pursed her lips tightly. If she continued to let her stay here, she would feel in pain!
"Lin'er, do you resent your mother?" she asked quietly, holding his body, and hugging him intimately for the first time.
Nangong Lin shook his head, tightened his arms, hugged her and said, "I don't blame you, I won't blame you at all." He also said, "Mom, I will respect you well and will not hurt you anymore, even if the father is the emperor.
Not OK."
Qingyu looked at the tent with her eyes open. Although she could not see anything, she knew when she touched his face that he was a very handsome child and had a kind heart.
She said, "I am not a competent and good mother. I have never taken care of you since you were young. Even before you were born, I thought I wouldn't want you. In this way, wouldn't you resent me?"
Nangong Lin still shook his head. He understood that she didn't love her husband and even hated him, so she naturally didn't want to give birth to a child for him.
"I understand, I understand. No matter what, my mother gave birth to me. I know you love me, right?" Nangong Lin said, proud of having such a mother.
In the past, he didn't know why his father ignored him so much, but now, he seems to understand a little.
Qingyu lowered his eyes, tears slid down the corners of his eyes, and instantly hid on the pillow and handkerchief.
"I'm very happy to have a son like you, and my mother is really happy." She said, with a sad smile on her lips. She was glad that he was so sensible, smart, and kind!
Nangong Lin frowned, feeling very sad now, feeling that he would still lose her one day, and he was so scared.
"I'm also very happy to have a mother like you," he murmured, turning his head and burying his cheeks into her neck.
Qingyu felt his neck wet and warm liquid flowed into his neck.
"Don't cry, boys shouldn't cry." She said, and hugging her tightly, wanting to hug him once, even if it's the last time!
"Mom, you love me, right?" Nangong Lin asked her, and raised her little face slightly, her pupils were red and her eyelashes were wet.
Qingyu responded softly, "Yes." She loves this child. She has loved him since he was still in her belly. However, she didn't have the chance to tell him that her departure was helpless.
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"Lin'er, don't be sad. Mom will take away all the disasters and leave all the happiness to you." She said, touching his face and brushing away the tears on his cheeks.
"No, mom! I'm growing up, I will protect you. From now on, I will block all disasters for you. You will definitely be happy, I swear!" Nangong Lin said, for him,
He will become stronger. Even if that man is his father, he will not stand by and watch.
Qingyu pursed her lips and smiled, feeling very relieved, at least she was very happy at this moment, really, because she had such a son.
Nangong Lu stood at the door, listening to the conversation between them, his heart twitching. He suddenly felt like an abandoned child, and he would not get love no matter where he went, even if he was his closest relative.
They also began to alienate themselves, as if he was a plague and were afraid to avoid it!
Although he is the king of a country and has thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, his heart is lonely. This makes him feel very sad...
Nangong Lu didn't walk in. He knew that Qingyu didn't want to see him, and his son was blaming him now!
In fact, why didn’t he blame himself? He must have been blinded by jealousy and hatred at the beginning, and he actually thought of using this method to retaliate against Nangong Che!
Now he finally understood that in addition to losing and winning, there is another ending in the game in the world, that is, both sides are injured. When he injured Nangong Che three points, he was injured seven points...
Nangong Lu left Tianyi Palace and his bright yellow dragon robe showed his demeanor and status, but his figure also seemed small in the huge palace.
When he walked in the palace, the places he stepped on belonged to him, but he felt that the world was so big that there was no place for him to settle down. Now he was asking himself in his heart, what exactly did he want in the world?
Use? Why did he compete for planning for these years?
He was unhappy, and he had never been happy since the day his father passed away...
Nangong Lu came to Yueying Building again, and he had no place to go except here.
He stood at the railing of the three-story building, his eyes drooped slightly, looking down at the lake in front of him. If he jumped from here, how many people would be sad for him in this world?
He suddenly wanted to know, if he died, how many people would truly cry for him? Sad for him?
Maybe, there isn't anyone else!
Thinking of this, he felt extremely heartbroken and felt that his life was really sad and pitiful!
If he can't get what he wants, what's the use of his country?
Nangong Lu's face was calm, but his heart was filled with waves.
He looked up at the sky, wanting to ask God, did he do many evil things in his previous life, so he is destined to be so desolate in this life?
He also wanted to ask it, why is happiness that others can get so out of reach for him?
"Why? Why is it me!" He shouted out, grieving and anger reaching the sky!
He has always believed that things are in the works of man, and man conquers nature, but now, he is simply a poor person played with by God. The more he struggles, the more miserable he ends up, the more unwilling he is, the more miserable his evening scene will be!