Huo Tingdong was really confused by this series of situations that can be called thrillers.
Stunned, he blurted out, "who do you think will die?"
Ye Jinxin's mouth shriveled and his tears fell down. He put his hands around his neck. As soon as he lowered his body, his small face lay on his shoulder and sobbed, "anyway, don't die. Even if you die, I have to die first before you can die."
Huo Tingdong frowned. He was frightened by the death and life in her mouth. He didn't care to ask others. He quickly gently pinched her chin, raised her small face, stared at her watery eyes and asked anxiously, "what happened? Are you sick? Where are you hurt?"
Ye Jinxin shook his head with red eyes and choked, "No."
"What didn't you cry?" Huo Tingdong frowned and pushed her anxiously, hugging her arm. "Get up and let me have a look!"
Ye Jinxin cried and lay down in his arms. His small face was against his beating neck. He said in a low voice, "don't look, I'm really fine. I just saw a grandmother today. She's very poor."
Huo Tingdong's forehead twitched "then."
Ye Jinxin tightened his neck again, lifted his body up, and said in a hoarse voice, "her wife is dead. She is alone. She can't see him anymore. She can only look at his photos to miss him every day."
Huo Tingdong said helplessly, "what does this have to do with you?"
"Of course it doesn't matter." Ye Jinxin said sadly, "when I think of her, I think of me. If you die, I'll be like her. I'll be alone all my life. No one will protect me and care about me, and I'll be bullied and shed by others......"
"Stop talking." Huo Tingdong interrupted her with a frown.
Even though he knew it wasn't true, he crinkled at the thought that she might be bullied alone.
Ye Jinxin hugged him and whispered, "so... So, don't die. Even if you die, let me die first."
Huo Tingdong patted her thin back and wanted to tell her that it's okay. Even if I die, another person will protect you and protect you.
But he couldn't say it.
He even thought selfishly if he really died.
He hoped that ye Jinxin would be lonely all his life and miss him only by watching the photos every day.
Or... Or as soon as he left, he took Ye Jinxin away.
Anyway, she is alone and bullied when she stays in the world.
As soon as the idea squeezed into his mind, Huo Tingdong suddenly took a breath, and his heart beat faster by his terrible and obscure idea.
How could he be so selfish?
Feeling the rigidity of Huo Tingdong's body, ye Jinxin raised his head in a daze and asked softly, "Dad, what's the matter with you?"
Huo Tingdong raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. "It's all right."
Ye Jinxin looked at his tired appearance. His heart suddenly surged sour. He raised his small hand, gently pressed it at his temple, and whispered, "Dad, are you tired?"
Huo Tingdong was twitching in his heart. He was not only very tired, but was almost tortured to death by you.
I lied to him and ran to see the little white face. This kind of injury is just a knife in my heart and then sprinkled salt.
But looking at her innocent little face, he was full of anger and didn't know how to vent.
Can only reluctantly spit out a long breath, close your eyes and say "a little."
Ye Jinxin frowned painfully, increased the strength of massage on his hand, and whispered, "will this be better?"
Huo Tingdong was pressed comfortably by her soft little hand. He half narrowed his eyes and gave a deep sound.
Ye Jinxin sighed slightly, "Dad, am I too noisy?"
So it makes you so tired?
Huo Tingdong nodded and said hoarsely, "a little."
Ye Jinxin pursed her lips. "I'm sorry, but I'm angry with you these days for a reason."
Huo Tingdong tightened his chin and said to himself that of course he knew there was a reason. He restricted her freedom and didn't let her see Gao yunqi's little white face, so she was angry.
"Stop talking." Huo Tingdong said faintly, "I understand."
"No!" Ye Jinxin stared at the deer eyes and resented "you don't understand."
When you kiss me and hug me, you treat me as someone else. How can you understand this kind of injury?
Huo Tingdong was tired and had no intention of pestering her. He just nodded perfunctorily, "Okay, I don't understand, I don't understand."
They were talking when footsteps came from upstairs.
Ye Jinxin looked up strangely.
When he saw Cheng Yingran in his black dress, the whole person was dull.
The black dress was bought by Huo Tingdong for her at a family banquet.
She has never worn it.
What she thinks belongs to her completely is now perfectly worn on Cheng Yingran.
He felt his little hand stop at the center of his eyebrows. Huo Tingdong opened his eyes strangely and looked at it along Ye Jinxin's line of sight. Then he saw Cheng Yingran, who looked unbelievable upstairs.
Huo Tingdong's heart was cold. Just now he was only looking after ye Jinxin's mood and forgot that there was another Cheng Yingran upstairs.
Looking down at Ye Jinxin and his ambiguous posture of tightly embracing each other, Huo Tingdong quickly pushed the people away and stood up.
Ye Jinxin was pushed to stagger and almost fell to the ground.
Huo Tingdong's reaction was so fierce that he was not afraid that Cheng Yingran would see ye Jinxin hug him, but that Cheng Yingran could see through the desire / hope in his eyes.
He doesn't want anyone to know that he likes Ye Jinxin.
Ye Jinxin is still young and stays with him in the name of his daughter. If the outside world finds out his dirty ideas about her, it will be ye Jinxin who will be hurt and slandered.
Society is like this. They always say that the weak side is an addictive and charming criminal.
He doesn't want Ye Jinxin to be hurt.
I don't want her to be the object of others' pointing.
But ye Jinxin doesn't know what Huo Tingdong really thinks. She just defines Huo Tingdong's subconscious push away action as that he doesn't want Cheng Yingran to misunderstand.
Ye Jinxin held the corner of the sofa and straightened up slowly.
He was suddenly pushed by Huo Tingdong just now. It seems that he twisted his ankle,
As soon as he got up, the piercing pain came from his heel.
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