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Chapter 302 Parents Love 48
Yes, I hate my father very much, but I never thought that something would happen to him.

wrong!It wasn't necessarily him who had the accident, it definitely wouldn't be his!

Others are so annoying, how could something happen?

So it must not be his!

It must not be his!

My tears spilled all over the floor.

Shouting to the mother in front: "Mom! Wrong, wrong! You are going the wrong way, this way!"

Mother turned around without hesitation.

I cried and followed.

On the road, I saw my mother was about to fall several times, she was wobbly, and she almost couldn't hold on anymore.

But my mother ran so determinedly that nothing could stop her.

run and run.

Finally saw the dark crowd.

I'm a little scared.

Fear of seeing people in there that I don't want to see.

My heart is trembling.

He stopped, not daring to go forward.

Mother stopped running, and instead walked forward step by step.

At this time, I was getting closer, and I found out that one of my mother's shoes fell off at some point.

Walking step by step, leaving a little bit of bright red...

I opened my mouth and wanted to call my mother, it hurt so much.

But I opened my mouth, but never said a word.

My throat seemed to be bet by something, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

The tears couldn't stop wanting to fall.

Mustn't be father's, right?

The mother went in and looked over one by one. Three people were dead and two were injured.

Not this one!
This... is not it either!

Then this...

Mother held her breath.

Nor is it!
The tense nerves suddenly relaxed!The mother immediately collapsed to the ground.

Tears flowed down my face.

Fortunately, without him...

I saw my mother limp on the ground with tears streaming down her face, her mind was blank, what does this mean?
Yes, is there a father?
I dare not think any more.

Heavy steps.

Do not move.

I opened my mouth and wanted to cry.

From now on, I will be a child without a father!
then.

I saw my father.

Fraud!
My crying was back in my throat, my legs were weak, what's going on?

The father saw the limp mother on the ground at a glance, and walked over, only to find that the mother was already in tears, and asked worriedly: "What's wrong?"

The mother didn't speak, but hugged her father, crying uncontrollably, trying to vent all the tension, worry and fear just now.

Although the father was very puzzled, he still hugged his mother obediently, and kept patting his mother's back with his hands, comforting his mother gently.

Glancing around.

I probably understand what happened.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm here." The father's voice was very gentle.

Mother didn't speak, and kept crying.

I silently watched this scene, which was much more shocking than when I saw my father donate flowers for my mother when I was young.

At that time, my father was tall and mighty, with a gentle expression, and my mother was shy and pleasant, quiet and gentle.

The picture is harmonious and beautiful.

And this scene.

Mother is so embarrassed.

Limp on the ground, his left foot was covered with bruises, and the wound was wrapped in mud and fine gravel, and blood was still dripping.

Disregarding his image, he wailed loudly and hugged his father tightly, fearing that the person in front of him would disappear from his side, his ugliness was not even half as beautiful as it used to be.

The father half-knelt on the ground, hugged the mother tenderly, and patted the mother's back lightly. There was no trace of impatience between his brows, but full of distress and worry.

(End of this chapter)