Capítulo 1338: Chapter 1338. Your son is here to take you home
Autor: Su Zhishui Tradução automática
He beat up Yan Jun to such a state. Who would have thought... ...
He thought that Yan Jun would hate him for the rest of his life.
"thank you, " he said in a low voice, expressing his gratitude.
His parents were proud people. They would definitely not want to lie with a group of people.
Yan Jun was more thoughtful than he thought.
"Mr. Fang, you're welcome. " The doctor bowed slightly and left.
He looked at Fang Shaoan as if he wanted to spend some time alone with the deceased.
After the doctor left, there was only Fang Shaoan and the two cold bodies lying on the bed in the huge morgue.
He did not move his feet. He just bent his knees and knelt down.
His knees fell on the ground. It was very painful, but he did not even move his eyebrows.
"Dad, mom. Your son is here, " he said with a heavy and sorrowful voice.
No matter how he had been out these two days, his eyes were red. In the blink of an eye, tears were streaming down his face.
"My son is here to take you home. "
As soon as his voice fell, a gust of chilly wind blew in from somewhere, fluttering the few pieces of white cloth hanging around him.
Swishing sounds flew past, and the remaining room was quiet.
Fang Shaoan could not hold it in anymore. He broke down and burst into tears like a child. "Dad, mom, how could you bear to leave an 'er alone... "
He knelt down a few steps and pounced on Fang Zemin, sobbing. "Dad, get up... an 'Er won't make you angry anymore. An 'Er will listen to whatever you say... Dad... "
After crying, he turned around and pounced on Jiang Xueqian. "Mom, an 'er misses you... an 'er misses you... "
However, no matter how much he cried, how much he made a fuss, and how much he acted coquettishly, the two people lying on the bed did not react at all.
God knows how much Fang Shaoan wanted to see the two of them wake up at this moment. Even if his father beat him with the whip again, he would definitely laugh happily.
Unfortunately, it would never happen again.
No one would hold the long whip passed down from their ancestors. They would scold him as a good-for-nothing B * Stard and whip him fiercely at the same time. After whipping him, he would flick his sleeves and leave. At night, they would quietly come and pull the corner of the blanket for him, afraid that he would catch a cold.
No one would always pamper him. She would give him whatever he wanted. She would pamper him to the point of lawlessness. No matter how big of a mistake he made, she would always tolerate him and love him... ...
There would never be another... ...
In the end, he cried until his throat became hoarse.
In all his life, he had never shed so many tears.
In the past, when he heard that someone was crying, he always looked down on them. He even jeered at that person and called him a coward. He always said that a man was indomitable and would not shed tears even if he bled. He always said that those who loved to cry were all sissies... ...
Now he knew.
It was a little painful and bitter. There was no way to replace it with fresh blood.
Sometimes, tears really could not be replaced.
"Mom, dad... why, why didn't you listen to me in the beginning? Why did you have to rely on Lu Yiming... " he sobbed and muttered intermittently. Without saying a word, he gritted his teeth hard ...
"Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. I will not let go of anyone who set you up behind the scenes... "
At this point, the veins on Fang Shaoan's forehead popped out. His hands were tightly clenched into fists. Because he had used too much strength, they were already trembling slightly.
Even though there were still tears in his amber eyes, they were still bursting with intense hatred!
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