Chapter 1594

An Peiyi was kicked to the VOD station by a group of people, so he decided to order dozens of songs first. It's better not to sing such sad songs. Their big masters can't bear such sensational min Yuchen. They are scared.

Looking at the songs that have been ordered on the VOD screen, it turns out that all of them are "you all the way".

An Pei Yi's face suddenly appears despair, bitterly looking at those people, NIMA, he also orders a fart song?

I doubt that if I change the song, will min Yuchen throw him in the wilderness?

An Pei Yi came back, gritting his teeth and saying, "I want you to order. I won't order any songs anyway." For the sake of his own life, he quietly listened to the new generation of bitter Prince singing.

Gu Nan and Zhu Xianju walk towards the VOD station. When they see the songs they have ordered, they will listen to them as many times as they like.

Seeing that Min Yuchen is ready to sing all night, they have no courage to challenge the authority of the cold faced living king of hell at this time.

After singing a song, there was even uniform applause at first, so that later I heard that my ears were cocooned, and the applause was also scattered. It was not until min Yuchen's mouth was dry and his last sound was extremely difficult that he let them go.

His voice was a little hoarse. "Let's go home."

A group of people forced to stay sleepy and squinted at Min Yuchen. It took a long time for them to respond to what he said. It all depended on their instinct to leave.

Out of the gate of the nightclub, it's already bright outside.

Min Yuchen raised his head and put out his hand to cover his eyes. He adapted to the darkness. Suddenly he was in the daytime, and his mind was empty. He didn't know where he was at that moment?

He was silent all the way again. It seemed that he was still in his own pain, depressed and his thin back was full of exhaustion.

Until I got home, I went to the room of Yimo and Xuanqi, and heard a slight sob.

"Yimo, are you crying?" Xuanqi's voice was a little bleary, so he didn't wake up.

"Xuanqi, did I wake you up?" Yi Mo lay down in the quilt, rubbing his sour eyes, tears on his small fist, sobbing and saying, "sorry, I had a nightmare."

"Yimo, don't be afraid. I'll be with you." He opened his little quilt, then got into the bed of Yimo, put out his little hand around Yimo, patted him on the shoulder, "can you tell me what nightmare you had?"

Speaking of his nightmares, Yimo's eyes filled with tears, biting his lower lip, "I, I dream that my mother and ELO's mother are dead." At this time, he finally realized how Xuanqi felt when he lost his parents.

Xuanqi originally patted Yimo's little hand suddenly became stiff and his eyes turned red. "Adults say that dreams are all against each other. My aunt and aunt will not die."

Yi Mo clenched his little hand, the tears on his face were very obvious, and his eyes were full of uneasiness, "but they all said Mom..." Even if it's not in front of him, Yimo still hears some rumors in private. Children's mind is pure, and they can't hide things, especially after having nightmares.

He can also see that his father is very sad, very sad, and even his younger brother and sister are ignored, and Yimo does not dare to disturb his father with these things, so he overstocks them in his heart. "I call my uncle and he doesn't answer. Xuanqi, I don't have any parents."

Xuanqi once said that he was familiar with Yimo. Now when he heard Yimo ask himself, he shed tears uncontrollably and cried with Yimo in his arms. "No, Yimo is so good. How can they not want you?"

Grandma told them that when they grew up, they were a little man and couldn't shed tears casually.

Therefore, no matter how sad they are, they can't cry and will help take care of their younger siblings.

But now, because of a nightmare, young children can no longer bear such fear, Xuanqi can only cry with Yimo.

Standing outside the door, min Yuchen raised his head, blinked his eyes, took a deep breath, twisted the door handle, and walked into the room, trying to make his voice calm and slow, "how did you two cry?"

Hearing the familiar voice, two small hairy heads emerged from the quilt, and the pink face was full of tears. Even now, there are still tears hanging in the corner of the eye.

"Dad?"

"Uncle?"

Almost in unison.

The two little guys climbed out of the quilt and ran towards him.

Min Yuchen stretched out his hands and held their soft bodies in his arms. He asked them to sit on their thighs and wipe their tears for Yimo and Xuanqi. He said in a low voice, "Yimo, Xuanqi, you two are big children. I don't want to lie to you. Niannian is something wrong. Maybe she will never come back. Maybe she will come back. That's all right Is an unknown, even if it is not read, also have me with you. Or we hope together that she will come back one day. Do you agree? " Hope is better than no hope.For the first time, I know that there are more terrible words in this world than death, that is to turn into nothingness.

Death at least has a soul, and disappearance is really nothing.

So he chose to cheat himself, and then he chose to burn paper at Qingming. Maybe another world he couldn't see would accept the paper money he burned, and his greedy thoughts would wait for him for money. One day, when he died, he would accompany him across Naihe bridge and drink Mengpo soup.

It's better than no trace of her in the world!

Yi Mo and Xuan Qi don't quite understand, but they still nodded cleverly.

Italian ink secretly happy, because dad did not say "die" that word, is not proof that mother will come back one day?