Chapter 3900

"Ah -"

Chu Luoni hit him on the wheelchair, with unprecedented irritability.

Chu mud wing went to the place where the water was just settled. Chu Luo mud raised his head and was surprised. Maybe it was because he saw that it was his father. Again, he drooped his head like a defeated rooster.

He has been smiling since the first day of his injury. He has been waiting for the day of his recovery, but the results of this day have broken all his remaining strength.

He can't stand up. No matter how hard he tries, he can't stand up.

"Son, the most terrible thing in the world is not that the whole world has given up on you, but you, yourself." Chu muddy wing looked down at the son, but not as strict as before, let him get up.

Chu Luoni's hands trembled, and he put them on his legs. He could clearly see the amplitude of the shaking above.

He didn't give up on himself, but he couldn't stand up.

"Dad once thought that he would never stand up again. At that time, I not only gave up myself, but even your mother, I gave up. But what happened?" Chu muddy wing hands pressed on the wheelchair, looking at the son who was forced to look up, "you give up yourself, but it's someone else who hurt you. Do you think you give up yourself, and the world that gave up you will let you go? It doesn't, it just adds this kind of torture to your mother's body, adds it to Mianmian's body, and all this is because of your self abandonment. "

Chu Luoni leaned on the back of his chair and looked at his father close at hand. His long eyelashes trembled, as if he was trying to hide something.

Chu muddy wing stepped back and stood up straight again, "but I thank God, when you were the youngest, let you experience these, at least at this age, you dare to fight, dare to do, can still get up. But you don't know that the world will never talk to you calmly. It will only tell you, hey, young man, you can't, give up. And you really give up. " Chu muddy wing deeply looking at his son, there is no lack of disappointment in his eyes.

With that, he turned straight away.

Chu Luoni's hand holding the wheelchair tightened again, as if to insert his fingertips into the wheelchair.

Mianmian -

he still has Mianmian.

How can he give up.

Chu Luoni slowly raised his head again, holding the rehabilitation frame in both hands, tried several times, but he couldn't stand up.

Shui Anluo stood at the door, looking at his son who tried to stand up.

She's afraid to go in, and she can't go in.

Because he is the only one who can help him stand up.

Chu muddy wing stretched out his hand to embrace the shoulder of Shui an Luo, "know oneself can't stand, still see what?"

Water Anluo looked back to Chu muddy wing, but also saw his frown, that represents, heartache.

"I believe my son can stand up." Chu muddy wing deep voice said, although this process is painful, but this kind of pain, but in his future life will add a heavy color.

If he never gave up, what else can he give up?

Today's training result is that chuluoni never stood up.

Shuianluo helps him to check his legs. Because of exertion, the wound is torn.

"I'm sorry, mom." Chuluo murmured.

Shui Anluo helped him deal with the wound. Her heart was pulled again. Her son, since he was six years old, never spoke to her in this tone.

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