0123 Heavy Front Family

Chapter 123

PS: There may be an outbreak today. Of course, if I want to suffer, I still need to recuperate after being discharged from the hospital.

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Hearing Chongfeng's question, the girl showed a vigilant look and did not respond for half a sound.

"Tell me, is your mother still alive?" Chongfeng said excitedly, and his arm and body trembled. He wanted to know the girl's answer very much.

Compared with the excitement of the heavy front, Zifeng was much calmer. He took off his mask, smiled at the girl with what he thought was the gentlest smile, and said softly, "We are good people and will not hurt you."

This scene is like a strange uncle abducting little Lori.

When the girl saw the real face of Zifeng, she couldn't help but be attracted by her indescribable temperament. There was no amazing beauty, but only the inexplicable temperament could attract the favor of all women and even men.

"No, how could my mother die! She lived well, but..." The girl's last words were silent, and her body position slowly moved away from the heavy front in the direction of the purple wind. After all, the strange appearance of the heavy front was indeed a little scary.

"How about we go in and sit down? Maybe I can help you." The purple wind moved slightly like an elegant gentleman's lips.

The things on the girl's left chest couldn't help but accelerate a little, and the god opened the door and led the purple wind and heavy front into the room.

I didn't expect that I learned a little hypnosis from Lucifer and succeeded. Zifeng Xindao, Lucifer's absolute control is the product of the fusion of the body's memory and the human body. Twenty-six experimental bodies all have one, but this function is not absolutely useful and needs to be strengthened by itself. Lucifer's strengthening method is to learn to urge Sleeping, the genius Zifeng just learned hypnosis after listening to some.

Hypnoposis does not have to be shaken in front of people with a clock. What it requires all kinds of postures and expressions, subtly change the person's thoughts, or unconsciously say what you want to say and want to do.

"Cough! Yuanyuan, who is here? Cough!" A violent cough was accompanied by a woman's question.

The girl flew into the bedroom on the left side of the hall, and the purple wind followed.

When entering the bedroom, there was a strong smell of potion. There was no decoration in the room. The light from outside the window just shone on the big bed against the wall in the middle of the bedroom. ** lay an old woman with loose skin and black hair mixed with countless white hair.

"Mother! Are you all right? Don't talk. Have a good rest. I'll bring you the medicine right away. The girl covered the old woman with a quilt, opened the cabinet at the head of the bed, took out a bottle, poured out a few pure white pills from the bottle, poured a glass of water, gently tested the water temperature, and returned to the bedside. Her petite body gently lifted the old woman's body and fed her medicine.

This scene was clearly seen by Zifeng and Chongfeng. A trace of envy rose in Zifeng's heart. He did not envy the old woman for being so filial as a girl, but envied that the girl had a relative she could care about. Mother... This word had disappeared since Zifeng was born. That trace of envy slowly turned heartache. Love.

The old woman half narrowed her eyes, as if her eyesight was very weak. She was about sixty or seventy years old, right? Zifeng secretly said in his heart that at the age of 60 or 70, he actually had a daughter who was only ten years old...

"You are..." The old woman finally lowered her head and shook her head, but she could no longer see the distance of seven or eight meters.

Chongfeng didn't say anything, slowly flew close to the old woman, stopped by the bed, and asked tentatively, "Yuan's?"

When the old woman heard the sound of the heavy front, she trembled violently and asked tentatively, "Heavy... front?"

"It's really you, Yuan!"

"You are finally back, but I... I'm old and my life is coming to an end, cough!" The old woman finally saw the heavy front, only one arm and big blood-red eyes.

"Cough! Why did Chongfeng become like this?

Chongfeng seemed to sigh, "To be long, I should have died, but I became a memory resurrected and failed to fulfill the promise at that time."

"Isn't it realized now? I'm very happy. Really, this life is enough!" The old woman had a peaceful and warm smile on her face, and the girl couldn't help but be crazy. She seemed to have never seen her mother's smile.

"You also have a very good daughter. She is very good as you were back then." Chongfeng recalled the past in his mind.

"I've been waiting for you and haven't married anyone. Yuanyuan was adopted by me. Yuanyuan told him your real name, cough." The old woman's expression was a little excited, and her cough never stopped. This was not because of her age. The old woman named Yuan Mi seemed to have some kind of disease.

The girl obeyed the old woman and immediately said, "My name is Yuan Nianfeng."

"Yuan Nianfeng..." Chongfeng repeated this masculine name repeatedly, and the meaning of these three words can be seen literally.

"I misunderstood. It's my fault. I thought you...round!"

The round old woman's breath gradually weakened, and the heavy front held her skinny palm, and the corners of the old woman's mouth rose little by little.

"Finally... I hold your hand again."

"Me too! But! But it's too late! It's too late! It's all my fault!" Chongfeng's eyes showed struggle and regret.

"No, it's not your fault."

"Yuanyuan, he is your father." The old woman held the round circle at the end of the bed with her other hand, and the other hand was held by a heavy front on the other end of the bed.

"Our family is finally reunited, and I... finally feel at ease." The old woman's breath disappeared when she finished speaking and stopped breathing.

No sound, the bedroom is silent, and no one wants to break this beautiful and tragic picture.

"Ha...he...he...hehe!" Chongfeng smiled like crazy, and anyone could hear the bitterness in the smile.

The big blood-red eyeball in the palm of the hand drops a crystal teardrop, and the memory also has life. They will cry and laugh, and have all human feelings.

It seemed that someone wanted to break the picture, and there were scolding outside the door:

"Bitch, open the door! When will you pay back the money you owe me? If you don't return it, I will report it to the guard!"

The girl bit her lower lip, which is the reason why the purple wind was misunderstood by the girl:

"Are you here? It's all my fault. I shouldn't have borrowed money from them, woo-woo!" The girl's tears.

The heavy front exuded a cold murderous intention and said softly to the girl, "I will solve their...round."

Zifeng couldn't help but observe three seconds of silence for the person who opened the door and didn't know what it was. Next, prepare to welcome hell.

"I! Come on!"

PS: Ball collection for tickets··