"Brother Feihong, I'm really scared. We are mortals and we are too weak in front of monsters. I really don't want to lose you again!" Feng Tianjiao buried her head in Huang Feihong's arms and whispered, and she clearly knew
What kind of water did she use to bathe in the past? Why didn't it disappear? She knew that Qian Duoduo was just trying to comfort herself. Thinking of this, she felt even more worried.
Huang Feihong nodded and patted her shoulder gently: "I know, I know, it's okay, it's okay, everything will be fine!"
"Mom, what are you talking about? What monster? What water? Why can't I understand a word?"
Huang Feihong put on his clothes and came out, frowning slightly when he saw Feng Tianjiao. He had never seen Feng Tianjiao look so helpless and weak.
This is really strange.
Of course, he was even more surprised to see his wife lying on a man's body.
"Hey, who is this?" Pointing to the man who was comforting Feng Tianjiao, Huang Shulang raised his eyebrows, although he wondered why he felt familiar with this man.
Feng Tianjiao and Huang Feihong were both shocked, and they both turned to look at Huang Shulang blankly.
"Uh...?" Qian Duoduo was startled and looked at Huang Shulang with a frown: "Ms. sir, don't you remember what happened yesterday?"
"What happened?" Although Huang Shulang had a surprised look on his face, he didn't think it was a big deal that he didn't remember. Anyway, if he didn't remember what he had experienced yesterday, it must have been experienced by another person.
"Langer, this..."
"Sweetie!"
Feng Tianjiao opened her mouth, but before she could finish her words, Huang Feihong suddenly interrupted her. Looking at Huang Shulang's look, he looked inexplicably complicated.
He doesn't want Huang Shulang to be in the same situation as yesterday. The way he is now, he must have subconsciously forgotten what happened yesterday. In other words, Lang'er's heart may not be able to accept the fact that he is alive at all, or he may cause
The demon inside him.
"Brother Feihong!" Feng Tianjiao was slightly stunned. She looked at Huang Feihong distressedly, not noticing the surprised look on Huang Shulang's face after hearing these three words.
"Mom, what did you call him just now?" Huang Shulang raised his eyebrows. He couldn't believe it. He had heard his mother calling his father's name repeatedly in the room before, and he still felt strange.
When I came out, I saw an old and strange man.
And my mother actually cried on her body.
"Langer!" Feng Tianjiao turned her head and looked at Huang Shulang intently.
"Tian'er!" Huang Feihong frowned, looking at Huang Shulang's slightly nervous expression. He was really afraid that Lang'er would be the same as yesterday.
"Brother Feihong, let me tell you. Although I know that Lang'er may go crazy again, it is a fact that you are his father. You are alive with great difficulty. There is no reason why you can't recognize your son after you have waited for more than ten years!"
Feng Tianjiao looked at her husband's figure. He was old, thin and rickety. He had suffered too much. How could she bear to let him look at his son but not dare to recognize him, even if something would really happen to Lang'er?
, isn’t there still Fat Ya around?
"Huh? Mom, what did you say? Is he really my father?" Huang Shulang's eyes showed a look of shock, but the same situation as yesterday did not happen to him again, but his eyes showed disbelief.
"Mom, didn't you say that my father died more than ten years ago?" Looking at the man in front of him, Huang Shulang's mind went blank for some reason. He seemed...he couldn't seem to remember what his father looked like.
It was as if someone had erased all the memories from before the age of five in an instant.