Chapter 267

Although that's what he said, Xiaozhi is not sure whether Xiaohe can be picked up, but Xiaozhi still needs to calm Xiaohe's mood.

It's a pity that Xiaozhi overestimates Xiaohe's conscience. Xiaohe shakes his head and is not affected by what Xiaozhi says. He is determined to fight with Xiaozhi. Xiao knows that he can't understand Xiao He's state of mind, but for Xiao He, his home has long been gone, and whether he is dead or alive is not so important.

Life in the world, others to middle age, even a home can not keep.

The woman he loved looked down on her and didn't even want to have children for him. His daughter was not born, and jolina tried to escape him. What's the point of his living in the world?

"Come on." Xiao He's two hands spread out to face death, and Xiao He feels afraid, even a little lucky. If this shot was fired, he might not have so much trouble if he died.

Lu Dihao struggled twice on the ground, his face full of blood raised to look at Xiao. Xiao Zhizhi takes a gun and looks at it. Suddenly she makes an unexpected move. She takes a deep breath for several times and points the gun at her temple. Lu Dihao propped himself up from the ground: "love, don't mess."

Xiao He is also in a moment of panic. Xiao knows how to notice Xiao He's mood change. She looks at Xiao He with red eyes: "Dad, I can't stop you, and I don't know how to stop you. But I know you are determined to leave me and aunt Joe. " Xiaozhi blinked and cried: "Dad, I remember you most clearly when I grew up. You always hold me and coax me. We are almost dependent on each other. When Aunt Joe married you, I was very jealous. Why did she rob my father? I have nothing left but you. "

Xiao he slowly put down his hand, his face is not clear, but his mood is stable. Xiaozhi sniffed: "later, I gradually separated from your life, but Dad, I will never forget the days when we were dependent on each other. You are my only relative in the world. Whether we are related or not, you are my father. "

Xiao He nodded and even said a few good words, choking Xiao He said everything except good words.

"Dad, you gave me my life and raised me. If today you must let me do a multiple choice on you and myself, what I would rather lose is myself. Dad, I just hope you can live well. As long as I'm still here, you still have a home, don't you? I am your daughter and I will always be your relative. No matter how time changes, our relationship will not change. " Xiao knew and closed his eyes, Xiao He quickly stretched out his hand: "no, don't."

Xiao Zhizhi opens his eyes again and looks at Xiao He. Lu Dihao also lies on the ground and stares at Xiao Zhizhi nervously. If Xiao he insists on going his own way, it will be dangerous for Xiao to know.

Xiao He is very struggling. She looks at Xiao's face and lowers her head in silence.

The atmosphere is very tense and depressing, Xiao can hear his breathing, very fast.

"I know." After a while, Xiao He still opened his mouth. He nodded his head and slowly approached Xiao. "Dad knows it's wrong. Put down the gun quickly. You're right. You're my daughter. You're so small that I raised you so big. I raised you myself. Even if you aunt Joe really don't want me, I still have you! As long as there's you, I have a home. That's right. That's right. Xiao he wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. A man of such an old age cried like a child: "my father is crazy to treat you like this. My father will go to a mental hospital for treatment."

Xiao knowingly puts down the gun, Lu Dihao is also completely relieved and falls to the ground. The blood all over his head makes him look terrible, but he has a smile on his face.

At the foot of the mountain suddenly came the sound of a police siren. Xiao knew that he had thrown the gun to another place to prevent Xiao He from suddenly attacking again.

Xiao He was eventually taken by the police, but through Qiao Lina Xiao's knowledge and Lu Dihao's confession, and after professional examination. The police decided that Xiao He's mental instability was caused by excessive pressure and paranoia, so they directly sent him to the mental hospital.

Lu Dihao was rushed to the hospital. Xiao was frightened but didn't get hurt. This is the most fortunate thing.

"The girl I told you about, have you found it?" Inside the hospital, the police finish the final procedure and are ready to leave. Xiao knows and catches up quickly. The overtaken policeman shook his head and looked at Xiao's bloodless face sympathetically: "we've sent someone to look for him, but it's strange that we didn't find anyone, including no sign of human beings."

If Xiao's description is not very clear, the police suspect that Xiao's understanding is also an illusion of nervous tension. After the police left, Xiao Zhizhi held the chair of the hospital and sat down. The girl's panic face was in her mind.

Oh, my God! Xiaozhi covers her head. The girl doesn't look very old, so

No, she won't die. How can such a good girl die because of her? What to do? What to do? By the way, ask Lu Dihao for help. Xiao is thinking that Lu Dihao has been pushed out of the operating room. The doctor walked up to Xiao Zhizhi, who was in a trance, and said with a smile, "it's nothing serious. It's just that the head has been severely injured, but it's not a very serious position. He can go back after more than half a month's treatment in the hospital, but don't let him overuse his brain. Now the most suitable thing for him is to rest. " Xiao nodded knowingly, asked Lu Dihao's ward number, and went to see Lu Dihao. Lu Dihao just woke up from the operation, and his brain was still buzzing, a little painful. Xiao Zhizhi walks in. Lu Dihao hears the footsteps and turns his head to see Xiang Xiao Zhizhi. Xiao ran over and sat on the chair beside him: "ah Hao, is it still painful? The doctor said you have no problem. You can leave the hospital after a period of rest. I will take care of you in the hospital during this period of time. You can take good care of yourself. " Lu Dihao wants to say something, but his head aches and his words are very quiet. He reaches out his hand and shakes it. Xiao knows something, but he still holds Lu Dihao's hand with both hands. Lu Dihao felt the temperature of his hand, and with some satisfaction he pulled the corner of his mouth and laughed.