Chapter 343

Song Qinghuan was in a trance for a moment, and his little face flashed a trace of confusion.

Immediately, she surprised of stare big eyes: "really?"

When the cold cold indifference tunnel: "then don't ask."

"No, you just promised." Song Qinghuan was anxious, and he held his sleeve more tightly. His bright eyes were full of begging desire, and he cried weakly: "when it's cold, you can't go back."

That soft voice, again like a strong current, straight spine.

When the cold face, do not know to soften, but the tone of Indifference: "talk to me, never need to ask true or false."

Song Qinghuan nodded. She knew that he was a man's idea. She never doubted his ability. She just asked instinctively.

She thought quietly, and then said that she should ask now.

But she was surprised to find that she couldn't make a sound at all. She felt that she shouldn't know what to say.

There was no sound for a long time, but the voice of keeping out the cold came down again: "hmm?"

Inexplicably feel a dangerous pressure, dignified atmosphere will wrap her, song Qinghuan suddenly more nervous, but also can't say a word.

"I want to ask why I don't want to celebrate my birthday, why I hate being mentioned about my parents? Is that right? " When Yu cold ice cold way, put forward what she wants to ask.

Song Qinghuan's eyes were round, his face was stiff, like a robot, and he nodded mechanically.

When the cold eye color away, at the same time up.

He went to the French window and looked at the night scene outside. He said, "if you have witnessed a tragedy on your birthday, you will hate your birthday and will not celebrate it."

Song Qinghuan's heart sank suddenly.

Suddenly, she didn't want to ask, but she didn't regret asking, because she wanted to know more about him and the deepest secret in his heart.

"It's too long. I've forgotten how it happened. I only remember my tenth birthday when they took me to play. On the way, they met a group of people who stopped our car. In the dark mountain road, my father was in front of me and my mother, blocking a shot and lying on the ground. My mother was so scared that she pulled me to run hard and finally rolled down the hill.

I don't know how long I have been sleeping. When I wake up, my mother is dying, but she is holding my hand tightly. I shake her as hard as I can. She doesn't have any melons. I never know that a person can utter such a desperate and painful scream, and she is still a ten-year-old child! "

He said very calmly, looking at the distance, like the Buddha looking at the boundless past,

instead, he went to the listener song Qinghuan, where huge waves rose in his eyes, his face became extremely pale, his face was terrified, and he whispered sadly: "don't talk, don't talk, keep out the cold, don't talk!"

She dashed over and hugged her tightly from behind.

Shi Yuhan held her hand: "very surprised, in the most desperate time, her mother woke up, she can not rest assured that her son in the barren mountains, supporting a weak body, carrying him out of the mountain!"

Maternal love is really great, then he really did not know, mother is how to rely on a kind of support, will take him to leave there.