Chapter 1924: Your dad is crying? (1/2)
Dark and murky, accompanied by layers of nightmare!
When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already afternoon, and the whole person seemed to have collapsed and his body was very weak.
Lai Lai was in bed for a few minutes again, and when he was about to get up to take a refreshing refreshment in the bathroom, he found that his feet seemed to have stepped on cotton, and he was so fragile that he could not stand firmly.
What happened to myself?
Although it wasn't sleep to wake up naturally, sleep was adequate.
I wanted to sleep and clear my memory, but the **** arm of Hetun always appeared in my mind!
How did this inexplicable guilt arise? Really enchanted!
Feng Xinglang got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom in a slow pace. Without being able to wait for the bathtub to be filled with water, he flushed himself with a shower head.
Stimulated by the icy water flow, I was so tired that it weakened a little; but the things I wanted to forget in my mind became clearer.
Even himself in the mirror overlapped with the **** river Tun!
”Why should I feel guilty? Why ?!”
Feng Xinglang hissed, ”Hetun, you interrupted my leg, cut off my flesh, almost drained my blood, and almost made me a corpse ... my mother would just open it to you Just a shot !!! ”
”哐 啷” A loud noise, Feng Xinglang punched the mirror ...
The housekeeper Mo heard the sound and ran to the third floor. In the bathroom of the master bedroom, he found the second master Feng Xinglang who fell on the washstand.
When Feng Xinglang woke up again, he saw Feng Lixin sitting in a chair beside the bed, staring at himself.
”What do you want to do? Look at me like that?” Feng Xinglang was about to sit up, but felt a headache.
”It seems you are still burning ...”
Feng Lixin reached out and touched Feng Xinglang's forehead, and Feng Xinglang resisted opening it.
”I already knew what you shot and wounded Hetun! Don't go into your heart, you can think of it as Hetun owes you!”
”How do you know?” Feng Xinglang asked in surprise, ”The people in Hetun told you?”
”Hetun almost dumped you by eight bucks, but you are so guilty just because you shot him ... it only proves that you are still a kind and good son!”
”Who the **** is guilty? Even if my **** turned the old guy in Hetun into a honeycomb, it wouldn't eliminate my hatred for him!”
”now it's right!”
Feng Lixin got up immediately, ”Okay, you're done! I'll go with Xueluo and the Ranran Great Wall! Remember to drink the antipyretic medicine on the bed! I've secretly put you two cubes of sugar in!”
”Feng Lixin, you ... are you leaving now?”
When Feng Lixin got up and walked out of the room, Feng Xinglang asked in a loud voice.
”There are three missing one downstairs! An An is holding me first, and she has to cook for a while! Don't delay too long! You entertain yourself!”
Before Feng Xinglang spoke again, Feng Lixin hurried down the stairs.
Feng Xinglang didn't know he had a high fever and was unconscious for a day and night. Both Feng Lixin and Mo Ranran, who were far away on Saipan, were urged back.
When Feng Xinglang came downstairs, he saw a happy family portrait downstairs ...
”Xing Lang, how are you? Come and teach me! I don't know how to count Hu ... they are all pitting your wife!”
Xue Luo was holding her belly, beckoning her husband Feng Xinglang. It doesn't seem to be a sick husband.