The Wound In My Heart (Chen Shang)

CHAPTER 12

[i've wondered if i'd be an alpha, and the answer is self-evident.] 】

song bailao and luo qinghe had a quarrel, and they broke up with each other. after half a day, luo mengbai also left.

song mo had been shrinking in the quilt during the period, sullenly not speaking, and his eyebrows were downcast to look at it. although he is only five years old, the children who should understand it actually understand it. i still have the memory of being four or five years old when i was a child, and i have a little impression of several of ning shi's lovers.

she once had a boyfriend, not very tall in alpha, and a little fat, but funny and humorous, and every time she saw me, she would tease me for a while.

i especially liked him, always looking forward to him becoming my "father", and asked ning shi when they would get married whenever i had time. ning shi would pinch my nose in disgust and scold me for being a little devil, but the smile in her eyes could not be hidden.

she's happy, and i'm better. in my memory, it was sunny every day, and it was too beautiful to be true.

but it was cloudy, and one day the man's wife came to the door.

i was locked in the room and couldn't get out, so i could only desperately tap the door and howl with ning shi's sharp scolding and crying outside.

when those people were gone, ning shi opened the door for me with a scarred body. her eyes were red and her hair was messy, but she still pretended nothing had happened in front of me, crouching on the ground silently wiping the floor, cleaning up the mess of the room.

i saw the bruises in the corners of her eyes and couldn't help but run to her and ask, "mom, does it hurt?" "

ning shi's hand grasping the rag trembled slightly, as if trying to suppress something.

i didn't realize that she was on the verge of collapse, and still didn't fear death and asked, "mom, what's wrong with you?" "

ning shi raised her head violently, and the expression on her face was very complicated, not sad, not angry, but it seemed to have some. when i grew up, i realized that it was hate.

she stared at me, looking like she was going to swallow me alive, and i was a little frightened, and i couldn't help but retreat. ning shi seemed to be stimulated by my move, came up and grabbed my arm and slapped me and greeted me, scolding me while beating and scolding me, if it weren't for me, she wouldn't have to be so angry.

even if i didn't understand ning shi and other people's emotional disputes at that time, xiao san was still xiao san, but it didn't prevent me from understanding that ning shi hated me. if she is in a good mood and everything goes well, she will be kind to me and have a bit of a motherly look. but when life goes wrong, she will blame me for this "unhappiness", think that i am the root of her misfortune, and scold me at every turn.

other memories are blurred, but that man, his wife, ning shi's beating, has always been imprinted in my mind for so many years.

song mo, song bailao, and my own blood and tears lessons are all reminders of the importance of parents to the growth of their children. we have an unreliable parent, but what about my children? how has he lived all these years? the more i thought about it, the more anxious i became, the more uneasy i thought about it, and finally i couldn't help but send a message to ning shi, asking her out and forcing her to provide more information about the child.

ning shi agreed, gave me the address of a coffee shop, and asked me to go straight over.

i hesitated and told my sister-in-law that i was going out, and she immediately sent me a car. originally prepared well, when i was about to go out, there was an accident, and song mo did not let me go.