Is it that person who can't stand the hardships she has endured and let people come to her?

So, even if that person isn't by her side, he's still protecting her in his way, isn't he?

So, she's also a child with loving parents, isn't she, isn't she?

Jiang Yi endured it hard, but all her persistence, when she thought of the person in the dream, finally tears still fell: "I ......"

Song Weiguo watched Xiaoman cry, couldn't hold back any longer, and rushed over to hug the child.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaoman, uncle is here, there is an uncle, no one will bully you in the future, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Xiaoman."

Song Weiguo hugged the child tightly, for fear that the child would disappear as soon as he let go.

said that Xiao Man should not be afraid, but he felt the child's trembling all over his body, thinking of the words he had just heard, and thinking of how this child had survived for so many years, Song Weiguo endured and endured, but finally couldn't control his crying.

"I'm sorry for you, Xiaoman, uncle is sorry for you, I'm worse than Jiang Jianjun, how could I put you in the hands of that brute, why couldn't I come to see you for so many years?"

"I'm sorry for your father, he handed you over to us, he believed that we could take good care of you to grow up, but what did I do, I just let you suffer here alone."

"What am I doing, what have I done?"

Song Weiguo cried bitterly, and he didn't know how to tell Xiaoman the regret in his heart and the hatred in his heart.

Xu Zelin also wanted to rush over and hug the child, but seeing Xiaoman being hugged by Song Weiguo, even if the tears were falling, he was not like an ordinary child who was coquettish and cried out in pain.

It's like this 13-year-old child, at an age when she should cry to her parents immediately when she is tired of pain, but because she can only support herself alone for so many years, she understands prematurely that she can't cry.

But why does she need to know this?

How old she is, she should have cried, she should have scolded them and asked them why they came to her.

Xu Zelin wiped his tears fiercely, but he couldn't finish wiping them at all.

Since that person disappeared, he hadn't cried for many years, but looking at such a Xiaoman, Xu Zelin was so distressed.

Turning his head, Xu Zelin looked at Jiang Jianjun with blood-red eyes.

When the people in the courtyard didn't react, Xu Zelin had already rushed towards Jiang Jianjun, and lifted Jiang Jianjun, who was still paralyzed on the ground, by the collar.

"What are you going to do? Old Xu, don't be impulsive, you really misunderstood, you listen to me......" Jiang Jianjun was arrested and looked at Xu Zelin like this with horror.

I just felt as if I saw Xu Zelin when I heard that person was missing, and I was so angry, like a trapped beast, and I couldn't vent my anger.

Jiang Jianjun only felt fear that he had never felt before.

Xu Zelin didn't say a word, his steel-like fist slammed out, not even leaving a breather, and every punch used up all his strength,

The best skill among several people back then, except for that person was Song Weiguo, Xu Zelin generally didn't do anything, and that person also laughed and called him a Confucian general.

But now, if he didn't beat Jiang Jianjun hard, he wouldn't be able to vent the depression in his heart at all.

He hated Jiang Jianjun, but he hated himself even more.

Xiaoman didn't scold him, but he felt even more guilty in his heart, as if he had been cut with a knife. ()

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