Chapter 123： (2/2)

It was also at this time that Zhou Jinheng knew how much influence the teenager had on him. From the day of the breakup, his mind was filled with the smiles of the teenager, but what was left was regret. Maybe he had it and then lost it. Saw it.

He wanted the two to go back to the previous, but he didn't know what to do next, in order to save Little Rose's heart. He really didn't want to break up, but he was powerless. He had already done a lot of things, and he didn't know what else to do to bring the boy with a hard heart and a gray heart back to him.

He thought that in this life he might no longer be able to love others like a teenager. This unforgettable relationship is unique. If it is not obtained and cannot be saved, life is meaningless. He wished that God, life could give him another chance to return to the day when he lied that he was going on a business trip, and to put the chaotic things back to normal, he would hold back the day he was dead, and choose to Little Rose confessed.

But life has not come back, so Zhou Jinheng can only numb himself painfully with alcohol, avoiding everything in reality. In his dreams, he did nothing wrong, nor did he break up with Xiao Meigui because of a broken relationship. They were even lingering, Xiao Meigui. With the enthusiasm as always, the little puckered lips kissed his unshaven face, and the expression in his eyes was affectionate.

They have a child, but they don't know why. The child is not as cute as a teenager, and his facial features are not like him. He is a bit like Qiao An, especially when he looks at people, Qing Ling's eyes are even more so.

Why is this? Why don't he and Little Rose's children resemble their two dads, but like others? Zhou Jinheng was perplexed and couldn't get the answer in his dream.

Seeing that the little rose in the dream is so good to the child, Zhou Jinheng couldn't wait to stand up and say, "My dear, this is not our child. Maybe the nurse is holding the wrong one. Don't be so good to him!" But the boy couldn't hear it. , Still taking care of the child's diet and daily life with a smile, even more attentive than him.

Zhou Jinheng was very uncomfortable. She wanted Little Rose to take a look at herself and stop taking care of the kid who was born rebellious. Especially when the teenager was away, he saw the child curl his mouth and poured out all the nutritious breakfast the teenager had cooked for him. He whispered to him like a small report, "This kind of thing is tasteless, it's not tasteful at all. It doesn’t taste good, is he torturing me? He deliberately fed me this kind of food.” He kicked his legs and said he was going to find Uncle Joe, who would take him to eat delicious food, such as KFC or McDonald’s. of.

I'll numb you! He wants to eat what the boy cooks but can't eat it, okay? Not to mention how long it has been since the teenager started cooking. Zhou Jinheng couldn't wait to pick up the collar of the stinky boy who was ruining the boy's mind and give him a slap in the face.

But the young man obviously didn't know that the child he personally took care of was a two-faced person, always obedient and obedient in front of him, but the queen was sinister and cunning, and said all his bad things. The boy gave so stupidly, with a gentle smile on his face.

Zhou Jinheng looked extremely uncomfortable, not to mention why, in his dream, he chose to favor the child instead of the teenager. Did your own mind in your dreams also show up? Actually let the little **** bully the young man as a domineering blessing.

He looked very grumpy, not to mention, his wedding with the boy was about to come. He tried on the dress in front of the mirror, thinking that he could marry the boy soon, Zhou Jinheng felt so beautiful in his heart, and suddenly Qiao An appeared in his dream.

Then I don’t know what’s going on. He and Qiao Ann hug each other in the lounge, while Xiao Rose blushes and tries on clothes in the other lounge. She paces with her feet from time to time, like her first time. The nervous and shy girl in the sedan chair didn't know what was going on on the other side.

Zhou Jinheng was shocked. He didn't know whether to catch the little rose and mess around with it, or to appease the little rose who was looking forward to the wedding.

Not to mention, the next wedding, with the help of a group of good brothers, left the boy behind and escaped from marriage with Qiao An.

In the most important scene of his life, the boy just dressed up like this, exquisite and beautiful like never before, holding a ring box in his hand, opening it from time to time, it looks like a ring he designed himself, infused with the designer's wholehearted love, the market There is only one on it, which is a unique design.

Then the young man stood on the spot idiotically, waiting for the other half to appear. As if I could feel the mood of a young man, Zhou Jinheng's heart felt distressed as if he wanted to be pulled by a pair of little hands. He wanted to hold the young man's way, baby, I am here, you hurry up and hold a wedding with me, I am here!

But the young man couldn't feel it, and he cast his eyes on the door of the church madly.

As time passed bit by bit, the smiles of the guests gradually froze, and it was difficult to keep their laughter, and they looked at the teenager with weirdness and sympathy. But the young man didn't realize it, he still waited on the spot, but in the shadow that others could not see, his mouth was flat, and a string of crystal tears quietly rolled down.

She was crying, but she wanted to pretend that she didn't dare to cry, which made Zhou Jinheng feel distressed. Her chest was like a big stone pressed against her. He couldn't breathe. He was cursing in his heart. Why did he escape marriage? You even left behind your beloved little rose and chose someone else? Do you have no brains in your dreams? Go to hell, let the young man feel so sad!

"I'm sorry, baby..." He kept kissing the tearful face of the teenager, trying to comfort the teenager, but to no avail, the teenager in his dream was abandoned on the wedding day.

Zhou Jinheng was so uncomfortable that he wanted to die, wishing to choke to death, who did not cherish the little rose in his dream, and replace it by himself.

Not to mention that next, he also saw himself, Qiao An, and the annoying child, as if a happy family of three, walking upright on the street. However, the young man watched, returning home in a muddle-headed state, his footsteps were vain, Zhou Jinheng's heart was worried, his eyelids kept beating, and he always felt that the young man's mental state was not right, so he kept watching.

Sure enough, the young man's eyes were hollow and dull, and the bathtub was filled with water, with a face that he didn't want to survive. He also went to the kitchen and took a fruit knife and placed it in the corner. Zhou Jinheng wanted to hold him, so he could only keep saying "Baby, don't be like this, don't die! Don't treat yourself like this, why did you commit suicide? The scumbag is not worth it! It is a fake, the real Zhou Jinheng is here, look at me!"

But the boy couldn't hear it, and even took out his cell phone. Zhou Jinheng saw that the number he dialed three times in a row was on the screen of the cell phone.

For the first time, without answering, the boy's eyes dimmed, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with a bitter smile. The second time, I still didn't answer. Zhou Jinheng's eyelids twitched, and he felt a sense of trepidation that he was about to drown himself. He couldn't wait to scream at himself in his dream, why the **** didn't you answer the phone!

By the third time, the phone could no longer be reached. The boy's phone number seemed to be pulled into the rejection list. At this time, the boy's eyes were dead, with a weak smile, and he took the knife.

Regardless of Zhou Jinheng's horror and tears, the young man closed his eyes pale and slept quietly in the bathtub. He could not wait for the arrival of the ambulance, and gradually lost his breath. Seeing the beloved boy dying in front of him, there was no warmth at all, and the culprit was actually his dream self, Zhou Jinheng yelled, very painful, and soon followed by a nervous breakdown.

Then he woke up. When he woke up, he opened his eyes and found a white ceiling. It turned out that he had been drinking too much and was poisoned by alcohol. He was discovered by a good brother and sent to the hospital in time.

Thinking of everything in his dream was too real, his eyes were hazy with tears, and he didn't know what was true and what was false for a moment. Thinking of being sent to the hospital somehow, but the little rose in the dream ended at such a young age, "I'm sorry, sorry, I was wrong..." He subconsciously said, tears from the corners of his eyes poured out endlessly. Regret swept oneself.

How to remedy it, this answer seems incomprehensible.