Chapter 102 (1/2)

Ji Naitang looks at Cen Muqi in a daze. He didn't expect that Cen Muqi would hear him, not to mention that he not only heard, but also responded to him.

CEN Muqi pushed Feng Yan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, to Ji Naitang's direction for a few steps, and then asked, ”where is your mother? Is that your mother who I saw just now

Ji Naitang nodded. Cen Muqi looked at him curiously. He thought that a child about ten years old with such a silent look in his eyes seemed very strange.

”What are you upset about? Is hospitalization too boring? ”

”I miss my brother.”

”And your brother?”

Ji Naitang's eyes sank, which was mixed with some sadness. He shook his head in silence. Cen Muqi could probably guess what this meant.

”You are still young, and you have a long way to go in your life. If you are always so unhappy, it will be very difficult.”

”I don't like this life. I don't want to live.”

”But only by living can we meet more and better people and things. In fact, it's very easy to die, but after death, there is nothing left. We can't taste any bitterness and bitterness.”

”I don't have any sweet, only bitter.”

When Ji Moyu was alive, he would feel that it was sweet to get along with his brother, but now Ji Moyu is no longer here. What else is sweet in his life.

”Why do you think so? How old are you, and you think it's going to be hard? ” CEN Muqi has never met such a child, but he will not find it difficult to understand, because his mother, Feng Yan, who was sitting beside him, committed suicide a while ago and was sent to the hospital for rescue for a long time before he was rescued.

At that time, because I was afraid that they would stop me, I cut my wrist and fell back from the stairs. Now my left leg is broken and I have been in the hospital for more than two months.