Chapter 647 (1/2)

Steamed stuffed bun looked at the bean paste and didn't know how to answer the question, because he didn't know either.

He doesn't know why people always like to say some insincere words. He doesn't know why the adult world is so difficult to understand. He also doesn't know why he has worked hard to forget what happened that day, but it is like watching a movie, playing it again and again in his mind.

”Brother, you're lying.” Dousha looked at the steamed stuffed bun carefully, with some tears on his face, but his eyes were unusually bright.

”You told me that it was not a good boy who lied, but why did you lie, brother? You're obviously hurt here. Why don't you say it? ”

The tender little hand of bean paste points to the heart of steamed stuffed bun.

Steamed stuffed bun looked down at the hand of bean paste and the position of the wise man. He felt that his nose was sour and there was something to rush out.

”I didn't lie and my heart wasn't hurt. I'm just like you. I also don't understand why the adult world is so complicated.”

”Dousha, do you know where mom and dad are? I want to see Mommy. I have a lot to say to Mommy. ”

Looking at such a sad steamed stuffed bun, Dousha's heart is also very uncomfortable.

”Mom is also injured. Now in the hospital, dad asked me to come back to accompany you. He said you were unhappy, and grandma asked me to tell jokes to make you happy, but brother, I know that if you are unhappy here, even if I tell jokes, you won't laugh, right?”

Dousha pointed to the heart of the steamed stuffed bun again, gently stroked it twice, then breathed a sigh, raised his head, smiled and said to the steamed stuffed bun:

”Mom said, it won't hurt if you're hurt. Dousha has just helped you breathe. Does brother don't hurt?”

The steamed stuffed bun suddenly smiled, rubbed the bean paste's hair and said, ”silly bean paste, you can't see the wound across your clothes. How can you help me?”

Bean paste tilted his head and thought for a while. It seemed that what the steamed stuffed bun said was reasonable. He picked up the steamed stuffed bun's clothes, but he still didn't see the wound and was confused.

”But you can't see the wound when you take off your clothes.”

Steamed stuffed bun looked down, ”it seems so.”

Both of them made difficulties at the same time. They looked at each other with their heads tilted. They looked at each other for a while and smiled at the same time.

Seeing the steamed stuffed bun smiling, Dousha was not so worried. He took the steamed stuffed bun by the hand and asked, ”brother, can I sleep with you at night?”

Steamed stuffed bun nodded and said, ”OK.”

In fact, steamed stuffed bun didn't dare to say. He hadn't dared to sleep for several days. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the picture of the strange man cutting Jiang Qingwei's neck with a knife and splashing blood.

At this time, Murong Qiu, hiding outside the door, was relieved to hear that the brothers in the room seemed to be all right.

Just now when she heard the cry of Dousha, she rushed over and saw Xiang Qing just coming out. She thought she bullied Dousha, but when she calmed down, it didn't seem like that.

Murongqiu asked Dousha to tell some jokes to make steamed stuffed bun happy. Don't be unhappy, but the child had his own ideas.

However, no matter what the process is, it's all right now. That's good.

In the hospital on the other side.

It was early morning when Jiang Yuanzhou handled the affairs left by the police station and the company and returned to the hospital.

”President.”

Jiang Yuanzhou nodded faintly, which was a response. Through the perspective window, he saw Xu Di lying on the table asleep, frowned slightly and asked: