Chapter 203: Online games: Friends, buy a hanging? 33

Life seems to have changed nothing.
If Ji’s mother didn’t have a whim to want to see her son’s words.
Any mother who knows about her child is always deeply rooted in the bone marrow.
Only one glance, Ji’s mother knew that her son had changed.
"...Cloud Court?" She yelled at his name with some uneasiness.
The two are eating.
Ji Yunting looked up and smiled: "What happened to Mom?"
Ji’s mother’s hand was a little shaken, she said softly:
...if you don’t want to laugh, don’t laugh.

Ji Yunting snorted and still licked his lips: "What are you talking about?"
Ji’s mother put the tableware in her hand:
What happened?

Ji Yunting's face is unchanged, slowly swallowing the food in his mouth.
"Nothing, you don't have to worry." He squinted, and Jim couldn't see his son's look.
"Then you will go out with me to buy something later."
Ji Yunting shook his head: "No, wait for me to get the game."
Ji’s mother frowned:
A game is all right, can’t it be late?

"No, I have to wait for someone." Ji Yunting insisted.
Ji’s mother sighed. She looked at her son: "If something happens, you must tell me."
"mom."
Ji Yunting suddenly called her, and he seriously asked: "What did you feel when Dad left?"
Ji mother stunned.
She looked at her son: "Why did you suddenly ask this?"
"A bit curious."
Ji’s mother looks a little melancholy:
Probably... it’s just that the sky is falling, I don’t understand, I’m going to do something next, I feel that I’m missing that person, everything is light.

Ji Yunting listened quietly. At the end, he said: "Then you finally married Qin Uncle."
He seems to be asking Mom, but he seems to just mutter: "So fast, forget the father?"
"I have not forgotten your father."
Ji’s mother said:
The deeper pains will pass, and new people will always appear in life.

Ji Yunting gave her a bowl of soup and handed it over, and smiled and said: "Maybe."
But he said to himself in his heart, no.
Don't say it is one year, another year, and another ten years.
He felt that he could not get through.
The heart is so big that it is filled up by one person. Where else can you make room for others?
After sending away his mother, Ji Yunting slept.
He dreamed of Azhao, the other side was on the plain where the two first saw, she was still cold and faint, but it would show him a happy smile.
"Ji Yunting, you must come to me." She reached out to him.
He wants to pull her, but he hasn't touched it yet. The figure of that person has suddenly become a little bit of a star, and when the wind blows, it is scattered.
He woke up from his dream, four in the morning.
Recent sleep is getting shallower.
Ji Yunting sighed and licked the sore frontal horn, so he sat in bed in a daze.
In the darkness, a person, loneliness will be magnified infinitely.
The emotions that were deliberately forgotten in the day suddenly broke out, and the tides generally swallowed people.
Ji Yunting grabbed the pajamas of his heart and only felt that the place seemed to be twisted together, and even the breath was accompanied by tearing pain.
"A Zhao...A Zhao..."
He shouted the name low.
The voice and smile of this person is played back all the time.
A drop of cold liquid hit the surface.
"...I miss you."

Today is four more.
See you in the early hours.
Ask for a ticket and ask for a ticket!