She grabbed her daughter's hand and turned sharply, as if she met a monster.

Wang Chunbo didn't seem to be so good. His breathing began to become rapid. He had to hold his throat to make him not vomit on the spot.

As the ex -wife walked, she burst into tears. She originally thought that she had broken away from the endless sea of ​​suffering.

You can see this man, and the familiar choking sense is back again.

With a wow, she vomited directly on the street.

The daughter looked at her mother in fear, and didn't know how the gentle mother suddenly became like this today.

She remembered the face of the strange uncle just now, frowning.

"Do you want to go back with me?"

After Wang Bing returned home, he saw a numb face Wang Chunbo.

He looked at Wang Bing, his tone was calm.

"Can you not return?" Wang Bing liked here, although Wang Chunbo is a stuffy gourd, but he can feel that his uncle loves him very much.

And in Hecheng, his friends and brothers, and a missing mother.

Yes, Wang Bing has always believed that he would leave his mother many years ago, and he would return one day.

"Of course." Wang Chunbo restrained again, and he brought out three plates of dishes from the kitchen.

At night, Wang Chunbo walked to the balcony and his eyes floated to a new department store building in the distance.

There, it was his house.

As soon as the camera turned, Wang Chunbo stood downstairs in the dormitory, and the whole person was wood.

He was crying, screaming, and the gossip of the neighbors.

Those voices are far away, and all his attention can only be placed on the sixth floor, that is his house.

The flames of Zhangya dancing claws seemed to break free from the window, and the black smoke flying outside the window blackened downstairs.

It was the first time he knew that when the pain was to the extreme, you would feel that crying was a meaningless thing.

His ex -wife slapped his face fiercely, "They are dead! You are killed!"

At that moment, Wang Chunbo's soul seemed to fly out of his body.

He followed the ambulance without saying a word, and then came to the mound, and finally knelt in front of the tombstone.

He remembered that he was cooking for the children that day.

Half half, he answered a phone call for him to go out to drink.

At that time, he was so addicted to alcohol, so he went, and forgot the pot in the kitchen.
Chapter completed!