The big guy's white moonlight is soft and sweet

Chapter 187 I'm Afraid You'll Be Sad
After the years of war and chaos, Mr. Jiang's health became worse and worse.The face of the whole family is not very good.

Mr. Jiang knew that he would not live long, so he was too lazy to bother and didn't want to go to the hospital, so he stayed in City B.

Mr. Jiang looked at his father sticking here, looking at his bad son, his face was ugly, "Do you have to force your grandfather to death to be reconciled?"

"Do you know, if your grandfather returns to City B, it will be much better than here. If it's not for you..."

Jiang Ye has no good temper towards Mr. Jiang, and his eyes are indifferent, "Grandpa has been at home for so many years, you don't care, he is busy with your career. Now, what's the point of you caring so hypocritically?"

So are hypocrites.

With a sound of "pa", Mr. Jiang had great strength and followed Mr. Jiang.

The scene was quiet for a moment, the time became lengthy, the atmosphere was stagnant, and almost everyone was looking at Jiang Ye.

No one came forward, suddenly, Jiang Chenyi hugged Jiang Ye's thigh.The little man stood in front of him, "Father, don't hit brother."

He didn't know the reason of the incident when he was young, but Jiang Chenyi still wanted to protect his brother.

Although the elder brother is very fierce, but only the elder brother will be fierce and ask him to take medicine when he is sick.

Fiercely and slightly disgusted, he bathed him.

Dad only buys food and toys for him, and hugs him, but Dad always pushes him to his aunt.

And mother does her own thing every day, except for father, she doesn't care much about him.

Jiang Ye's dark eyes are like a forbearing wolf cub, if he is given a chance, he can devour people.

The teenager's knuckles tightened slightly, and the corners of his mouth, which was bleeding from the beating, turned red.He laughed wildly, his eyes piercing and wild.

And terribly disappointed.

Jiang Ye picked up his coat and walked outside.Looking back at them, the eyes were too cold.

The long and narrow eyes look cold with drooping corners, and evil when they are raised upwards. The dark pupils are like the winter night sky, and even the light reveals an indelible chill.Mr. Jiang has experienced a lot, and now he is shocked by his heart.

This smile didn't catch my eyes, and it was so cold that people felt a chill in their bones.

The young man didn't look back this time, and walked out alone, his figure gradually blurred in the rain, without a trace.

Jiang Ye went out and rode his motorcycle to find Chen Shudong and Yang Jiang for entertainment.However, the motorcycle ran out of gas as soon as it arrived at No. [-] Middle School.

There was nothing in the boy's pocket except for a crumpled ten-yuan bill, not even a cell phone.

I don't know who stuffed the ten yuan.

Can't even add oil.

Jiang Ye kicked the crooked-neck tree at the school gate angrily, and the old branch shook off a leaf.

He was a little upset.

But he hadn't smoked a long time ago, and he had no sugar.

There was a rage in my heart, and there was no place for this irritability to rest.

The sound of the rain gradually died down, and in the misty rain, a beautiful figure appeared.The girl was wearing a winter dress, her immature face gradually faded, and she became more and more beautiful from the ground up.

The tips of Shen Ting's hair and the white shoes were wet, and he walked past the big trees and stopped beside him.

The pink umbrella was dripping, and it was closed by her side. He raised his eyes, and her pretty appearance was reflected in his dark pupils.

The young man's forehead was slightly wet, and half of his face was still red and swollen. She said softly, "Jiang Ye."

Jiang Ye withdrew his hand that "damaged the leaves" and asked, "How did you find it? Isn't there a tutoring class?"

The girl lowered her head, her brown pupils were completely clean and elegantly gentle, she said, "I heard about your grandfather and family, I'm afraid you will be sad."

"I'm not sad." He's used to it. Isn't that what that home has always brought him?
Shen Ting put down the umbrella, squatted down in front of him, and squatted next to his thigh.

(End of this chapter)