Chapter 842: You said, should I hate or hate?

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After so many years, my wife's appearance has gradually faded, but even so, Guo Yuran will never forget the moment when she first saw her.
She smiled sweetly, not so glamorous, but beautiful and refined, as soon as she saw her smile, all the troubles seemed to vanish.
The delicate girl turned around in the room, and touched it and touched it there. Obviously it was not the first time here.
After Guo Yuran passed, he stupidly pushed open the door.
The girl saw the coming, panicked, and wanted to change back to the original shape, but Guo Yuran grabbed her hand. "You, don't leave!"
He was anxious, for fear that she would suddenly leave.
At that time, Guo Yuran had just experienced the decline of his family. His parents died, and the former friends of the foxes and dogs avoided it. Even the person who gave him money, he could not help but conspiracy theory. But who would have thought that it would be a canary to send him silver.
At that moment, what he had in his heart was not afraid of fear, but worried, worried that she would leave and never come again.
"All the people who are good to me are gone, don't leave!"
Guo Yuran suddenly hugged the girl and held it tightly.
Before that, the ignorant canary was only for retribution, but after Guo Yuran’s hug, her pure retribution might have changed.
The fate of one person and one demon is from this time.
Knowing that the canary was the one he released three years ago, giving him money is to repay him, and Guo Yuran is more happy with her. Even a bird knows to repay, and those who have received his favor are ungrateful.
Canary Xiaoling has stayed with him since then, and the two have mutual affection, and Guo Yuran is even married to her, no matter what the heavens are.
Nowadays, Guo Yuran, who is seventy and eighty, said that the past ten years ago, although the voice was calm, the expression was with a trace of memory.
When Nanxun heard this, he quietly looked at Meng Ziyi and found that he was still a faceless expression, and he could not help but defeat.
Such a beautiful love story seems to him to be a breeze. If it is blown, it will be gone, and no traces will remain.
However, Nanxun turned and smiled.
A small wind can also shake your hair, and it can make you feel its existence, even if it will soon disappear.
"... Xiaoling is a good wife. At first she didn't have many things, but for me, she worked hard to learn things she didn't like. Oh, once she actually embroidered a purse to me."
The little old man who is sweet is not annoying.
This person has demoned a good day to adjust the oil, the feelings are getting stronger and thicker, the joy of fish and water is thrown away. After one year, Xiaoling actually gave Guo Yuran a big fat boy. The old man, when Guo Yuran said this, the eyes that are always full of malicious and poisonous light have become very soft. "At that time, I still asked her silly, if I gave birth to a monster that is not demon." What should I do? Xiaoling sees me afraid that I don’t want children, you said she
Stupid not stupid? Later, I insisted, I said to her, even if I really gave birth to a monster, I want him, he is also my son!
Fortunately, Xiaoling’s child is very healthy. He is no different from a normal baby. I remember my eyes and mouth like me and my nose like her.

Guo Yuran still smirked at the corner of his mouth, and there was soft light in his eyes. In an instant, these things were replaced by the hatred of the bones. "Our family of three has a good life, but why is it that someone can't see me?"
On that day, a young man passed through the door of my hospital. He was dressed in the same way as an ordinary person. I didn’t know that he was a catcher. I saw him with extraordinary temperament and listened to him to talk about it. He actually took him. Go in. Who knows, who knows... I will never forget that day!
The beast stabbed Xiaoling’s chest in front of my sword, and even the baby that was so big in those months was killed by him! Hahaha... You said, should I hate or hate?

The old man’s mad laughter echoed in the house, revealing endless sadness. Meng Ziyi's eyes are drooping, and the heart is as deep as the indestructible heart of the rock.