Chapter 144

Regret what?

There are not many things I regret in my life.

The only regret is that I met Qin Si at the beginning, and I regret the time I thought I would miss all my life.

Xinya also said something, but I didn't respond much. I just, uh, didn't get distracted after a few times.

Finally, there was probably nothing to say. Before leaving, she glared at me and left.

Waiting for Xinya to leave, it was completely quiet here.

But there was not much sight around.

Somehow I became the focus here.

I leaned on the sofa, the feeling of burnout spread from top to bottom, and even my toes were deeply tired, as if I felt powerless after exerting too much force.

I don't care about the seeming sight around me at all.

If I can't control other people's eyes, I can control my own eyes anyway,

When you close your eyes, you can't see anything at all.

Originally, I just wanted to finish the party or simply leave here, but I didn't expect that I didn't ask for trouble, but trouble always came to my head.

Maybe Xinya went to say something. I didn't see much. Grandma came to me with a crutch and sat down.

As soon as the sofa next to me collapsed, I saw her when I opened my eyes again.

I have to say that although she is a small family, she is learning from powerful people.

He has a kind and peaceful appearance, gray hair, some curled up on his head, a string of Buddha beads on his hands, Tang clothes on his body, and some kind Buddha worship on his face.

But only those turbid eyes are particularly disharmonious.

Phase is born from the heart, especially the eyes, which can't cover things.

Those turbid eyes were wily, but they pretended to be amiable.

Patted the back of my hand, first concerned about my life, and then said a few words with emotion. It was nothing more than ah Xin's imprisonment. What I'm living now is not a very good problem.

If time goes back a few years and I can't stop hearing such words, I will really feel that she cares about me.

But in recent years, I have encountered many such things. It's good to say that I'm cold-blooded and ruthless. Anyway, I've experienced more stabbing, but my feelings are indifferent.

"If your mother had told your biological father instead of hiding it at the beginning, it would be better for you now."

The old lady spoke to me with a sigh.

Everything inside and outside is regret.

I never knew who my biological father was. I only asked him when I was very young, and then I stopped asking after being beaten for no reason.

"If you want to see me, I can arrange it. Don't listen to your mother. Your mother is obsessed. She has to guard the liar man, otherwise she won't be so miserable."

Speaking of this, the old lady frowned sincerely, obviously with complaints.

After all, people in this line are no better than those in other industries. They eat youth food, so smart people will never want to climb high branches unless they are fully sure.

It's rare to have children at such a young age.

Otherwise, the abdomen is loose and the skin is dark, which is a disaster.

From this point of view alone, although it is said that my relationship with my mother is not harmonious, I have to thank her for giving me this life.

"I don't want to see you."

When the old lady was still in love, I shook my head and said.

It's not hypocritical, but really don't want to see you.

Stumbling and stumbling have grown so big that even if there are more edges and corners on the body, they are almost flattened. Where is the idea of flying on the branches and becoming a phoenix.

People can be stupid, but if they are stupid again and again, they really don't deserve sympathy.

"Really do not want to see, or angry?"

The old lady looked at me with those eyes and asked as if she was ready to see into my heart.

In his hoarse voice, he was skeptical, "even if it can improve your life now, you don't have to live like this, don't you want to?"

"No."

I've been curious, but I'm just curious. If the old lady said to show me the so-called father, I would never refuse.

If I die, at least it makes me understand. Let me see what my father in my blood looks like. Is he tall, short, fat or thin?

Are they similar to my facial features?

But it just stops there.

No matter how powerful and capable he is now, it has nothing to do with me. Besides, the old lady doesn't really think of me. She's not sure what else to do.

If the old lady really loves my life now, why would she have gone? She hasn't even done anything until now. It's just verbal comfort and heartache.

The old lady has been looking at me, and I let her look at me like this, without any evasion.

In the end, I may not see anything from me, so I took back my sight with some disappointment.

Maybe I'm disappointed that I have no ambition and ambition. Maybe I'm also disappointed that I won't fight.

"Forget it, you are old enough to have your own idea."

The old lady stared at me for a long time. It seemed that after she finally determined that I didn't have that idea, she sighed and continued, "I heard you talked to Xinya just now?"

After a thousand turns and a hundred turns, the topic finally turned to this key point again.

My heart is cold, but my face remains unchanged.

This banquet full of calculations and interests, full of hypocrisy and flattery, really didn't disappoint me.

"Well, I talked."

It's probably Xinya who complained, or just reported the progress of the matter.

So the short conversation just now doesn't have to be hidden. It's useless.

However, such a conversation did not end here, but continued.

The old lady seems to have to get an accurate answer from me. Compared with the Xinya just now, her purpose is the same, but her Taoism is really high.

He looked at me with a kind face, as if I were a disobedient child. With some complaints, he said, "you are still young and don't understand the benefits."

The old lady was still talking, and Xinya over there came back.

Lean against the old lady and look at me with bad eyes.

She took the old lady's arm as if she had deliberately shown it to me, like showing off and satire.

"If there is help, life is always good, and it has no impact on you. What are you afraid of? They are all sisters of the family. What are you afraid of?"

The old lady is still talking about this problem.

Although I didn't directly point out what I said, just listening to the meaning of these words doesn't need to be clearly pointed out.