Forty has a hurdle

Chapter 148 A glass door separates two worlds.

Chapter 148 A glass door separates the two worlds.

The weekend is coming in a blink of an eye.

In the past few days, Zhao Huanguo, as Qin Yali thought, did not speak all day, with a gloomy face.

Zhao Hongming didn't talk to his son either, he knew that the time was not yet ripe, if he came up now, there would be nothing but a bad nose.

Fortunately, although Zhao Huan was not in a high mood, overall, he should eat and learn, it was no different from usual.

It seems that the matter of smashing the mobile phone has just passed away.

On Saturday, Zhao Hongming works the night shift.

In the morning, he painstakingly cooked a few good dishes, seeing Zhao Huan eating happily, he was also very happy in his heart.

After eating, he seized the time and went into the bedroom, intending to take a nap first.

"Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao, wake up!"

I don't know how long it has passed, Zhao Hongming vaguely heard his wife Qin Yali shouting in his ear, his voice was full of panic.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Zhao Hongming opened his eyes.

But Qin Yali was crouching by the bed in panic, with tears still on her face.

"Quick, go and see Huanhuan."

Seeing that her husband finally woke up, Qin Yali's strength seemed to be taken away, and she leaned against the bed all of a sudden.

"Don't worry, talk slowly, what's wrong with Huanhuan?"

Seeing his wife's appearance, Zhao Hongming's heart sank.

He didn't know what happened to his son, but it must be a big deal.

There was no sleepiness on his body, he got up from the bed, put on his shoes and walked out of the bedroom.

"balcony."

Behind him came the weak voice of his wife.

Hearing his wife's words, Zhao Hongming's heart skipped a beat, and he hurried a few steps to the living room.

Looking out through the glass door of the balcony, Zhao Huan was sitting sideways on the railing of the balcony, looking down with his head in a daze.

The small balcony of Zhao Hongming's house is small in size. The fence of the balcony is made of short concrete columns with a height of about 1.2 meters, just reaching the chest and abdomen of an adult.

On the short column is a platform with a width of about 20 cm. During the decoration, tiles were also laid.

Qin Yali put a few small wooden shelves on the balcony, and some succulents were placed on the shelves. Because of the careful care, these succulents grew very lush.

There is also a small round table and three small armchairs on the balcony. Sometimes, the family will put some melon seeds and peanuts on summer nights to enjoy the moon and enjoy the shade.

Normally, this set of tables and chairs would be put away in a corner, so as not to block Qin Yali from coming in and out to take care of the succulents.

Today, the small round table is pushed behind the glass door.

"joyous"

Zhao Hongming wanted to call out his son's name, but he found that no matter what, he couldn't pronounce the second word in his throat.

In the throat, as if choked by a fishbone, it hurts torn.

"Plop! Plop! Plop!"

Zhao Hongming could feel his heart beating violently, and even felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.

"Old Zhao, what should we do?"

At some point, his wife quietly came behind him, grabbed Zhao Hongming's hand, sat on the ground, and said anxiously.

Tears flowed continuously on Qin Yali's face like a pouring river.

She couldn't care less about wiping her face with her hands, and just looked at her husband.

After seeing his wife's eyes on the verge of collapse, Zhao Hongming's heart trembled fiercely.

He took a long breath and forced himself to calm down.

"It can't be chaotic, it must not be chaotic."

He yelled inwardly.

"Ya Li, don't do this. Get up first and wipe away your tears. Your appearance will irritate the child."

Zhao Hongming spoke very softly. He squatted down, hugged his wife, put her on the chair, and wiped away the tears on his wife's face.

But no matter how he wiped it off, the tears on his wife's face were still flowing.

After taking a few pieces of paper from the table and stuffing them into his wife's hands, Zhao Hongming walked to the glass door.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Huanhuan, why did you run there and sit there? It's dangerous, come down first!"

Zhao Hongming knocked on the glass door, adjusted his voice to a relaxed state as much as possible, and shouted through the glass.

It's just that he didn't realize that there was a slight tremor in his voice.

After hearing his father's voice, Zhao Huan raised his lowered head slightly.

But still did not move, still sitting on the fence motionless.

"Happy!"

Seeing that her husband's yelling was useless, Qin Yali was a little anxious, so she wanted to yell loudly.

But after he uttered a single word, Zhao Hongming covered his mouth.

"Yali, listen to me, don't worry now, any of our actions will bring countless unpredictable results, listen to me, okay, let me communicate with him."

Zhao Hongming's hand was always covering his wife's mouth, and he slowly let go of it only when Qin Yali nodded her head with difficulty.

"Old Zhao, let's call the police!"

Qin Yali calmed down a little, said.

Hearing his wife's words, Zhao Hongming turned his head and looked at Zhao Huan on the balcony.

His eyes fixed on Zhao Huan's hands.

Zhao Huan was sitting sideways on the fence, his legs were on the inside of the balcony, and both hands were tightly grasping the edge of the fence.

Zhao Hongming could even see that the knuckles of Zhao Huan's hands were slightly whitish due to too much force.

"No, don't call the police, I'm afraid that once rescue comes, it will have a counterproductive effect.

I don't think Huanhuan has that kind of thought, maybe he is just scaring us. "

Zhao Hongming said firmly.

All the while, Zhao Hongming didn't say that word, he was betting that his son wasn't overwhelmed, he just wanted to express his dissatisfaction in this way.

As for the reason for the dissatisfaction, it must be inseparable from the smashing of the mobile phone two days ago.

"But, but for real.
If something really happened to Huanhuan, what should I do? "

Qin Yali was already at a loss. She always felt uneasy when she heard that her husband was unwilling to call the police.

But what my husband said made sense.

Their house is facing the gate of the community.

Now that Zhao Huan is sitting on the guardrail, he can clearly see all the vehicles and pedestrians entering and leaving the community.

If the rescue vehicle came in directly from the gate of the community, maybe the car hadn't arrived yet, and unacceptable consequences would happen.

But if she didn't call the police, Qin Yali felt that she couldn't accept that her son was sitting on the guardrail, and his life might be in danger at any time.

"Could it be that we don't do anything? Just...just watch?"

Qin Yali asked with difficulty.

At this time, what did I do wrong, can I just watch helplessly?

Qin Yali felt that she was about to die, as if a huge stone was pressing on her heart, the kind of stone as heavy as a mountain.

She couldn't breathe, she panted rapidly, trying to make herself like her husband, although her face was heavy, she didn't panic.

But no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't calm herself down.

"If Huanhuan leaves, I'll go with him too!"

A thought emerged in Qin Yali's mind.

As soon as this thought popped up, I couldn't suppress it anymore.

What was unexpected was that after having this thought, Qin Yali's heart stopped panicking, and tears no longer flowed from the corners of her eyes.

She held her husband's hand, and just quietly looked at her son who was only separated by a glass.

Zhao Hongming did not notice the change in his wife.

He was quickly calculating in his mind, if he forcibly opened the glass door, then pushed open the small round table behind the glass door, and then went to grab Zhao Huan.
No, no, there is simply no time.

The moment he pushed open the glass door, Zhao Huan already had time to make the next move.

He dismissed the idea immediately.

Only wait.

Can only bet.

Just bet that Zhao Huan had no intention of seeking death, bet that Zhao Huan was just scaring them.

Betting that Zhao Huan just sat on the guardrail just for fun.

"Huanhuan, did you hear what Dad said? Come down first, it's dangerous to sit like this."

Zhao Hongming continued to shout at Zhao Huan.

This time, Zhao Huan finally made a move.

It's just his actions that made both Zhao Hongming and Qin Yali almost cry out.

Instead of getting down, Zhao Huan raised one leg and stretched it out of the fence, sitting sideways to straddle.

"Crack!"

Zhao Hongming's eyes turned red, his body began to tremble slightly, and the teeth in his mouth were clenched even louder.

"what!"

Seeing this scene, Qin Yali exclaimed, closed her eyes, and passed out.

"Yali, Yali!"

Seeing this, Zhao Hongming quickly supported his wife and laid her flat on the cold floor.

Zhao Hongming, who was still a little calm at first, finally showed a panic expression on his face.

The son looks like he is looking for death and life outside, and his wife is unconscious inside. Now he can't wait to hit his head on this hard floor
Zhao Huan on the balcony seemed to have heard his father's voice.

He turned his head slightly and took a quick glance at the situation at home, only to see that his mother was lying on the ground with her eyes closed, while his father kept patting his mother's cheek with an anxious expression on his face.

The corners of his eyes were sore, and he quickly put the outstretched foot in, and returned to the original side-sitting posture.

When he saw his father raised his head, he quickly turned his head back with an expression of ignorance.

However, the tears in the corners of his eyes could no longer be stopped, and began to roll down his cheeks.

"Ah."

Finally, Qin Yali faintly woke up after Zhao Hongming slapped her face and pinched her again.

The first thing she did when she opened her eyes was to look outside the glass door.

When he saw that Zhao Huan's legs had retracted, his eyes, which had lost their brilliance, were covered with another layer of color.

Zhao Hongming helped his wife to sit up, and he himself fell down beside his wife. The two leaned on each other like this, looking at their son through a glass door.
A glass door separated the two worlds.

 Chapter 140 has been lifted. If you want to read it, you can go back and read it. The original chapter of more than 3000 words was deleted and only 2400 words were left. It is really difficult!
  
 
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