When Tong Yaoyao heard this, her first reaction was to poke Lu Zhanye's chest.

It's hard.

Poke the fingers tired.

She asked Lu Zhanye in a puzzled and whispered.

"Is there something wrong with you? This year you ...... So perverse? Tell me something. I'll lend you a shoulder to cry too. ”

Lu Zhanye snorted and laughed.

"Your shoulder? I couldn't even bend over. ”

Tong Yaoyao rolled his eyes.

Lu Zhanye laughed and rubbed her head.

"You little girl."

The reality is brutal.

If it was Bai Yu who made Yaoyao sad and cried in his chest, Yaoyao would still think about it seriously.

But the land war field ......

I'm sorry, I don't quite understand what Lu Zhanye thinks.

It's too hard for straight men too.

Lu Zhanye's gentle way of showing a straight man.

It is estimated that she wiped her tears when she cried, and beat her without saying a word when someone bullied her.

But the night is too gentle.

The little girl in his arms was so soft, and his straight man's heart was also soft.

He thought.

Yaoyao had too little experience as a child, and she hadn't been to many places.

But I've been there myself.

Then he told her.

Every time he saw Yaoyao training and training, he felt an indescribable distress.

Winning the game is important, everyone has to work hard, and there is no regret in the life of hard work.

But out of an inexplicable pity, pity for this girl's childhood, he always hoped that Tong Yaoyao could be happier, and always wanted to take her to play.

Lu Zhanye curled the corners of his lips, thought about it, and said.

"Tears are poison, indeed poison."

"I've seen a lot of dead people."

Tong Yaoyao raised her head.

Lu Zhanye's eyes looked into the distance, remembering.

There is no sadness or joy on the face.

"When I was a child, my father and I went abroad, and the place was inconvenient to talk about. There were many dead people in that place, and we stayed at an aunt's house, and she was very gentle, and the porridge she cooked was very sweet, and when she laughed, it was like a spring breeze. ”

"Her family, except for her elderly mother, died. Her husband and children died on the battlefield. ”

"We gave her a lot of money, I helped her take care of her mother, she always touched my head and gave me a piece of candy."

"We had a language barrier, when I was young, I would say hello, hard work, long sentences with grammatical errors, words are always wrong, but no matter what I say, she is very gentle and smiles at me."

"My mother was a very strict person, but she was very easy-going."

"I was naughty at that time, I almost had my arm blown off twice, and my father scolded me, and she came to comfort me and give me candy."

"Girl, at that time, I felt that my aunt's family was so miserable and she was still trying to live, and I must work hard and live strongly."

When Lu Zhanye said this, he subconsciously frowned.

Tong Yaoyao's hand covered the back of his hand and pinched it.

Lu Zhanye rubbed her head and gently tugged at the corners of his lips.

"I'm fine, it's over, it's a story."

"There are many things that people have to experience in their lives, death, parting, which is not terrible, and the passing and leaving should teach us how to live well."

After speaking, Lu Zhanye's eyebrows were still furrowed.

He continued.

"Just like that auntie, I've never seen her cry, she's gentle every day."

"But one day I came back from outside and found her leaning back in a chair, dead."

"Suicide, poisoning porridge."

"Later, when I investigated, I learned that she had been depressed for many years and had never wanted to live, and she didn't know what was the last straw that crushed her, so she chose to accompany her husband and son."

"But at that time, her only surviving mother didn't cry, my father didn't cry, and I cried heartbreakingly."

Lu Zhanye said, his eyebrows stretched a little, with full helplessness.

"I rarely cried after that, to be honest, the more I saw, the more I bore, and I couldn't cry."

"The way adults adjust themselves is not to cry, but to bear it silently."

Tong Yaoyao agreed.

Lu Zhanye pinched her little nose again and said seriously.

"But you're not an adult, so you have to learn to cry and learn to vent. Let us know your emotions. ”

"We will protect you, don't be wronged."

"You don't have to take on anything other than winning."