Chapter 1924 Is Your Father Crying?

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The sky is dark, the earth is dark, and there are endless nightmares, accompanied by layers of nightmares!

It was already afternoon when Feng Xinglang woke up. He seemed to be exhausted and his body was extremely weak.

After lying on the bed for a few more minutes, he was about to get up and go to the bathroom to take a shower to refresh himself. However, he found that his feet seemed to have been stepped on cotton and he was shaking so hard that he could hardly stand upright.

What's wrong with you?

Although I didn't sleep until I woke up naturally, my sleep was sufficient.

I originally wanted to take a nap to clear my memory, but Hetun's bloody arm always came to mind!

How did this inexplicable feeling of guilt arise? It's so fascinating!

Feng Xinglang got out of bed and staggered towards the bathroom. He couldn't wait patiently for the bathtub to be filled with water, so he rinsed his body randomly with the shower head.

Under the stimulation of the cold water, the fatigue has weakened a bit; but the things that I want to forget in my mind have become clearer.

Even the self in the mirror overlapped with the bloody Hetun!

"Why should I feel guilty? Why?!"

Feng Xinglang hissed, "Hetun, you broke my legs, cut my flesh, almost drained my blood, and almost made me a mummy... I'll fucking do it to you." Just one shot!!”

With a loud bang, Feng Xinglang punched the mirror...

Butler Mo heard the sound and ran up to the third floor, where he found the second young master Feng Xinglang who had fallen beside the sink in the bathroom of the master bedroom.

When Feng Xinglang woke up again, he saw Feng Lixin sitting on the chair beside the bed, staring at him intently.

"You want to be gay? Are you staring at me like this?" Feng Xinglang was about to sit up when he felt a splitting headache.

"It seems you are still burning..."

Feng Lixin reached out and was about to touch Feng Xinglang's forehead when Feng Xinglang resisted and opened it.

"I already know that you shot and wounded Hetun! Don't take it seriously, you can think of it as Hetun owes you!"

"You...how did you know?" Feng Xinglang asked in shock, "Did someone from Hetun tell you?"

"Hetun almost cut you into pieces, but you feel so guilty just because you shot him... This only proves that you are still a kind and good son at heart!"

"Who the fuck feels guilty? Even if I beat that old guy from Hetun into a hornet's nest, it still won't eliminate the hatred I feel for him in my heart!"

"now it's right!"

Feng Lixin stood up immediately, "Okay, we're done! I'm going to accompany Xueluo and Ranran to build the Great Wall! Remember to drink the antipyretic medicine on the bedside yourself! I've secretly put two sugar cubes in there for you!"

"Feng Lixin, you...are you leaving now?"

Feng Xinglang asked sadly when he saw Feng Lixin getting up and walking out of the room.

"There are three short of one downstairs! Aunt An will hold the base for me. She will have to cook for a while! You can't wait too long! You can entertain yourself!"

Before Feng Xinglang could speak again, Feng Lixin hurried downstairs.

Feng Xinglang didn't know that he had been in a coma for a day and night due to high fever. They urged Feng Lixin and Mo Ranran back from Saipan.

When Feng Xinglang went downstairs, he saw a happy family portrait downstairs...

"Xinglang, are you okay? Come here and teach me! I don't know what to do... They are all cheating on your wife!"

Xueluo held her belly while waving to her husband Feng Xinglang. She doesn't seem to care about her husband who is suffering from heart disease.

Feng Xinglang moved over and nestled his head on his wife's shoulder, "My wife... my husband has a severe headache!"

But Xueluo cruelly pushed her husband's head away from him, "You still have a high fever! Don't lean against me! You will infect your daughter!"

"Honey, you wouldn't be so cruel..." Feng Xinglang murmured pitifully.

"Okay, Ruffian Feng, stop moaning and chirping! With that shot, you will be avenging your elder brother!"

It was Mo Ranran who shouted at Feng Xinglang, "This family's life has to go on! I don't have time to be sentimental and pretentious with you!"

"Ran Ran!" Butler Mo scolded.

It was originally going to be a family drama!

As a result, Mo Ranran and Xue Luo turned it into a drama of indifference and self-destruction!

As a result, Feng Xinglang's 'disease' was cured!

…

Lin Nuo nestled next to his adoptive father Hetun, quietly and obediently accompanying his adoptive father during the infusion.

"Father...Father...are you awake? Does it still hurt?"

The little guy was still very filial. During the two or three days when Hetun was in coma, he stayed with Hetun and didn't even go home.

Perhaps the place where his adoptive father is is his second home.

"fifteen……"

After finally opening his eyes, Hetun called to the little guy next to him in a hoarse voice.

"Father, Fifteen is here!"

The little guy brought his little face closer and kissed Hetun's wrinkled face affectionately, "I will always be with you in the fifteenth year and I will never leave!"

Hetun instinctively wanted to hug his grandson, but found that he no longer had the arms to hug his beloved grandson.

Desolate sadness welled up in his heart, but Hetun wanted to cry but had no tears.

Feeling that his adoptive father Hetun was exerting force, Xing Twelve immediately stepped forward and gently pressed the arm he wanted to lift, "Father, don't worry, your arm is saved! You just need to rest for a while! It's still there now Can’t use force!”

"Father, don't move! I can hug you when I'm fifteen!"

Understanding Lin Nuo immediately opened his arms and hugged Hetun's shoulders and neck tightly, "When the foster father's injury is healed, let's hug him again!"

Having a grandson like this made Hetun feel very happy even though he was devastated.

Hetun kissed the little guy's forehead and was silent for a long time.

"Father, are you still angry with my biological father?" The little guy raised his head and whispered softly: "Actually, my biological father knew that he was wrong! My biological father was also very sad... When he went back to tell me , crying while talking... Yesterday I was in a coma for a whole day and a night before I woke up... Foster father, please forgive my biological father

Bar! "

Although the little guy's words were exaggerated in order to excuse his biological father, it was generally the same.

"You...your biological father cried?" He Tun frowned slightly.

"Yeah! I cried so sadly, like a child who did something wrong!" The little guy nodded seriously.

"Alas..." Hetun let out a long sigh, "My adoptive father never thought of blaming your biological father! All this was brought about by my adoptive father!"

"Father, in fact, the big caterpillar is not a bad person at all! He has saved my biological father many times, and even saved my mommy and me! Last time, in order to save my biological father, even his face was burned by the fire!" The little guy After sniffing his sour little nose, he said firmly: "The big caterpillar is the last person in the world to harm my biological father and our family!"