A child like Jingjing needs to add the word "change" when interpreting this sentence.
He seemed to feel that his parents had lost contact one after another. Although he said nothing or asked nothing, he was still very keenly aware of the hidden crisis. And such a crisis made him shrink into himself again.
I fell into the world of my own that I had struggled to get out of.
Seeing the child's weak voice, Mr. Bo couldn't help but sigh.
I am really afraid of what will happen.
Jingjing is getting better with great difficulty. Is she afraid that her old illness will relapse this time?
Hey, could it be that he had committed so many sins that his retribution was meted out to his children? If not, why couldn’t any of the children he cared about behave smoothly?
Looking away, the old man looked up at the sky.
The blue night sky was like paint splashed with ink. Under the thick ink, there was no starlight or moonlight, which made people feel inexplicably chilly. And his thoughts, under the influence of this night, became increasingly unable to be peaceful. Everything in his head
It is the figure that is like a wife and a daughter.
I wonder if everything goes well for her tonight.
I hope... I hope those boys can find her before that old guy takes action!
"...Grandpa Zeng, Grandpa Zeng, hello!"
The cuffs suddenly tightened.
The old man's thoughts gathered together and he lowered his eyes to glance at the young boy beside him.
The deep and stern look in his eyes almost instantly changed to soft and loving, revealing the love that could not be hidden. However, his face did not show it, and he still had a stern face, making himself look serious.
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But the little one wasn't afraid of the sullen old man at all.
He had already figured out the old man's temperament.
Then, he curled his lips and rolled his eyes arrogantly: "Grandpa Zeng, don't tell me that you were watching the stars at night just now, counting your fingers to see if it would rain tomorrow! I've been calling you for a long time, but nothing happened.
I see you moving, it must be that you are hiding something and not telling me. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, my relatives love me, as I said! Grandpa Zeng, you are so cunning!"
The little guy moved his cheeks angrily, his little mouth and two lips fluttered up and down, and he talked a lot. Then he took a deep breath with great effort, and then turned his head to look at the distance where he was sitting alone.
The younger brother by the lake had a deep sadness in his eyes that he didn't know he should have for a child of his age.
Obviously, he was worried about his younger brother who had finally gotten better, but was now "drawing a wall" and surrounding himself. He also had some bad premonitions in his heart, not only because of his younger brother's change, but also because of what happened around them in the past few days.
things.
Although he is a child, he doesn't know many things, and he doesn't get involved in many things about his parents. But this doesn't mean that his thinking must be as pure as a blank sheet of paper, even if his family members are all
He had tried to protect him and his younger brother perfectly, but over the years they had followed the old man, what they had seen and felt, the information revealed by the teacher who taught them all kinds of knowledge and etiquette, and his own keen perception and insight.
I have already taken a thorough look at the increasingly subtle atmosphere around me and at home in the past few days.
Naturally, he also thought of his mother, who entrusted them to Master Mo, and of Father Lu, who had almost constant contact with his brother on weekdays, but had rarely called recently... My heart was already in a state of confusion!
