Chapter 3407

Western style houses in the suburbs.

This is Hualin's home now. In fact, this is Bai Hao's chosen place. He chose a very secluded place. There are almost no families around him. The nearest neighbor is also on the next street. In order to avoid the crowd, they almost entered the deep mountains and forests.

In order to buy the house, Bai Hao really took out all his wealth.

He thought it would be easier to come here and do less than before. Now he has resigned, only with his wife and children.

But Bai Hao thought that the happy life did not appear, or it should be said that only two days, just two days, and then it became like this.

Bai Hao returned home, tired of throwing down his coat, lying powerless on the sofa.

After a long silence, Bai Hao seemed to think of something. He looked at Bai Kangning and said, "you're hungry. I'll cook for you. What do you want to eat?"

Bai Hao cheered up and looked at his son who didn't say a word.

If there were no children, Bai Hao felt that he might not be able to persist.

Let's not talk about the river. He has Huasheng. It must be different. Let's say that Wang Junxian is not as big as Wang Junxian. Wang Junxian should be forty-six this year. He is forty-one, but he is more like a man of fifty.

Wang Junxian is nothing like 46.

Some people believe him.

But a year, how can we waste people like this!

Bai Hao also doesn't understand that he is now endless waste, endless fatigue, and doesn't want to say anything. He doesn't care about appearance, who is younger than who, but he is really a little tired.

"I'll go, Dad. You can rest."

Looking at Bai Hao to get up, Bai Kangning directly stood up and turned into the kitchen.

Bai Kangning didn't want to eat it. After all, he was hungry, but his father was different. He was different from himself and his mother.

He can ignore himself, his mother, but not his father. He is an ordinary man.

Now, without the identity of a policeman, he has lost a lot of righteousness, and his health is getting worse. Bai Kangning looks in his eyes and doesn't say anything, which doesn't mean he doesn't understand.

But Bai Hao looked at his son and didn't speak. He just sat back, took out a box of cigarettes and lit one directly. After taking a big puff, Bai Hao felt that he had strength and spirit, and temporarily paralyzed his nerves.

Looking at Bai Hao's smoky appearance, Hua Lin is naturally uncomfortable. Where has Bai Hao had any bad hobbies these years?

Since living here, Bai Hao began to smoke and drink. Although he didn't fight or make trouble, how could his body stand it?

Bai Hao is several years younger than Wang Junxian, but now he seems to be much older.

"Don't smoke. You look so good to me, don't you?"

Hua Lin grabbed it and put it in the ashtray full of cigarette butts.

It's all Bai Hao's.

"And you?"

"Hualin, do you look good to me? Have you ever thought about it? What am I like now? Because who? "

"I really want to open your mind and see what you think! There must be a limit to madness

Bai Hao looks up at Hua Lin without any fluctuation.

He thought he would follow the hysterical shouting, because in that way, his repressed emotions could be vented.

But he didn't, not that he didn't want to.

It was Bai Hao who found that he had no strength to shout.

The whole person is really powerless, decadent from the inside out.