Chapter 659: Heartbeat on fingertips 58

[Fanwai·Tanghuai 2]
The woman grabbed the tattered clothes on her body and fell into the dungeon, as if she was in a coma, chanting his name when she was unconscious.
Her body was full of bone wounds, and the dark dungeon was full of blood.
Tang Huai looked at her blankly, and suddenly thought of the mother who would cook for him and called him A Huai with a warm smile.
Tears rushed down from the eyes.
...
Tang Huai suppressed the so-called "arrogance".
He learns to speak, pleases others, and gives his mother a dressing in exchange for medicine.
When Tang Rujing got better, he exchanged delicious food and clothes for his mother, just like she did to him before.
The two are dependent on each other on the island, and they are barely able to live.
He thought that life could go on like this, and he could also protect his mother with his little shoulders.
But he did not expect that the Tang family would not let her go.
Cheng Ruoshui couldn't get Tang Lirui's love, so he vented all his anger on Tang Rujing.
Tang Rujing couldn't hold it in the end, and left him when he was ten years old.
Completely left.
Tang Huai did not cry at the corpse that had gradually become cold.
He felt that for his mother, living on such an island like might be good to leave earlier.
...
After Tang Huai mastered the slave island, he returned to the Tang family.
Step by step, he deliberately devotes himself to cannibalize the power of the Tang family, while taking revenge on the woman who killed his mother.
Stimulating her nerves, making her continue to do things that shame the Tang family.
After Father Tang and Tang Lirui's patience with her disappeared completely.
He quietly took her away from the mental hospital and sent her to a place similar to a slave island.
He has only one requirement for Cheng Ruoshui, and that is--
Don't die.
He wants her to bear all this alive.
...
He hates himself.
Lian Shuo always said that he didn't seem to be revenge, he was more like self-destruction.
Indeed, he doesn't care about himself.
In other words, he even hoped that he could get hurt.
Although these wounds are not worth the half of the wounds he once made on his mother's heart.
...
Later, he met a little girl.
The little girl is soft and soft, clear and bright like a ray of clear sunlight, suddenly shining into his dark life.
You will be afraid of getting burned if you get close.
But he was more afraid than being burned, and the ray of light moved away from his dark world.
She is the cleanest color in the world and has never been stained with darkness.
She told him that she didn't want him to be injured.
She told him that she wanted him to care a little about himself.
She told him that she would feel distressed when she saw him hurt.
When you kiss her, she will be squeamish.
When feeding it, it looks like a milk cat.
She is like the sweetest candy, dispelling the bitterness of so many years.
Want her.
I want her to belong to her completely.
I want him to exist in her life.
She appeared abruptly in his life, bounced around as he drove away the darkness around him, and then sent her soft heart in front of him, and said softly to him: Look, inside It's all full of you!
Tang Huai thought to himself, his heart was filled with her.
Before I met her, there was no room for others to enter.
After meeting her, he can no longer pretend to be anyone other than her.
Tang Huai turned the bracelet left by Tang Rujing on his wrist, thinking silently in his heart.
Mom, I also met a girl I like.
But I will not be as weak and incompetent, timid and selfish as Tang Lirui.
I will use everything--
Protect her for life.
[Chapter 62 Ah, ah, I'm so tired and paralyzed. I don't know if there are any more during the day. If I can get up tomorrow morning, I will write more. Wu Wumu was going to be hollowed out, and Gulu went to the bed and spread it into mubingqwq. But you should be very cool after watching a plane.
There is also a post-marriage extra and a main line behind, the next level of gaming! I asked the little cuties who want to see other planes, the book is about to end and I can’t write it! ! ! Little angels who have votes, remember to count the votes, good night refill (?′?‵?)]
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