At the beginning, I beat Lazy, and the host is cruel.

Zhao Duojin was so frightened that he hugged Zhao Tian tightly and shook his head gently, "No, no, I want to sleep with daddy."

"Okay, okay, dad will sleep with you. You let go of your hand first, and dad will close the door." Zhao Tian quickly comforted his son.

"whispering sound----"

"What the hell, are you jealous that your son only wants me? Go out quickly. I'm going to sleep with my precious son."

Zhao Tian walked to the door proudly, pushed Xia Mo out, closed the door smoothly, and locked the door.

Xia Mo smiled at the door. The goal was achieved, which was good.

midnight.....

Zhao Tian was sitting in the living room smoking. In the dark living room, the lights were not turned on, only the flame of the cigarette butt was flickering.

From the second bedroom came Zhao Duojin's painful wailing and begging for mercy and apology.

Zhao Tian didn't even look back, allowing Zhao Duojin to have nightmares and screams.

He felt so uncomfortable. He had originally convinced himself that his mother's death had nothing to do with Duoduo, and the relationship between father and son finally eased a bit.

Unexpectedly, his son sent him a shocking thunder.

From Duoduo's sleep talk, Zhao Tian heard that his mother was completely killed by Duoduo. Not only his mother, but also his father's death was inseparable from Duoduo.

How could he accept this? This was his biological son who killed his biological parents. How could he avenge his parents? Kill this traitor with your own hands?

But he couldn't do it. He just heard Duoduo's words in his dream and really wanted to strangle him to death, but looking at Duoduo's face, he couldn't do it at all.

A tiger's poison cannot eat its seeds. He really couldn't do this.

Zhao Tian sighed deeply and lit another cigarette. The ashtray on the coffee table was already filled with cigarette butts.

"Zhao Tian, ​​what's wrong with you? You smoked so much, and you thought our house was on fire!"

One morning at the end of summer, I was feeling miserable in my bedroom. I frowned and went out to open all the doors and windows at home to get some air.

Zhao Tian slumped down on the sofa, his head lowered, twitching one after another without saying a word.

"Are you still smoking? Hurry up and pinch me. Can you still open your eyes in this room?"

Xia Mo walked to Zhao Tian and persuaded him.

Zhao Tian sighed, looked up at Xia Mo, and said hoarsely, "Wife, you...hey..."

"What's wrong with me? If you have anything to say, just say it."

Xia Mo looked at Zhao Tian who looked haggard and had aged more than ten years overnight. He felt a little unbearable and his tone was a little lighter.

This Zhao Tian was also a poor man and had never done anything bad, yet he gave birth to a son with such an antisocial personality, causing his family to be ruined.

Zhao Tian's eyes, which had been there all night, were red and bloodshot. He closed his dry eyes and asked with difficulty, "My mother may have been killed by Duoduo, do you know?"

Xia Mo frowned and looked Zhao Tian over, "Are you crazy? Did you not sleep well last night and suffered from delusional disorder? How dare you think about our son so much? He is so good. For such a young child, he What can you do? I know that smoking every day will not kill you."

After Xia Mo finished speaking, he glared at Zhao Tian angrily, waved his hand and went back to the house to wash up.

Zhao Tian raised his head and took a deep breath. A tear appeared in the corner of his eye, and he smiled bitterly.

crazy? He really wished he was crazy and could be freed.

Just smoke, just smoke yourself to death, then you don’t have to suffer like this.

Zhao Tian lit up another cigarette with trembling hands, put it into his mouth that was shaking like a motor, and started smoking hard.

"Ahem...Dad, is there a fire at home?"

Zhao Duojin, who was sleeping in the second bedroom, woke up and saw smoke filling the room. He choked and coughed twice, then walked out covering his mouth.

When Zhao Tian heard Zhao Duojin's voice, he paused and took a long drag on the cigarette in his hand.

"dad----"

Zhao Duojin pouted and walked to the sofa, looking at his father who was smoking with his head down, feeling a little unhappy.

Zhao Tian raised his head and squinted his eyes, looking at Zhao Duojin coldly, as if he wanted to peel off his skin and see his heart.

Zhao Duojin was frightened by his father's eyes and took a step back.

Suddenly, he remembered that he seemed to have dreamed about his grandparents again last night, but then his grandparents left his dream. In the middle of the night, he fell asleep peacefully. When he woke up early in the morning, he almost forgot about yesterday. I had a nightmare late at night.

Could it be...Dad didn't hear what he said? Or did grandma also entrust her dream to dad?

The more Zhao Duojin thought about it, the more frightened he became. Looking at his father's murderous eyes, he turned around and ran away.

"Mother----"

Zhao Duojin ran to his mother's room.

Xia Mo was washing up in the bathroom when he heard Zhao Duojin running in.

"Mom, Dad is a little strange today."

Zhao Duojin saw Xia Mo brushing his teeth and walked in to make a secret comment.

"Bah——Gululu——Bah————"

Xia Mo spit out the foam in his mouth, rinsed his mouth, and wiped his mouth.

She looked at Zhao Duojin, "Why is your father so weird?"

Zhao Duojin bit his lower lip, "...Well, dad ignored me and his eyes were still very red. Did dad have a nightmare?"

Xia Mo raised an eyebrow, "Dad slept with you last night. Don't you know what happened to dad?"

Zhao Duojin touched his nose, "I...I fell asleep, I don't know, I didn't see dad when I woke up in the morning!"

"Then go ask dad. You were so good yesterday! So good that you even dislike mom!"

Xia Mo said angrily, swaying Zhao Duojin with bad intentions.

Zhao Duojin dug his little hands and pouted, "But, dad just stared at me and I was scared. Mom, go and ask!"

Xia Mo twitched his lips and said, "That's your biological father. There's nothing to be afraid of. Just go ahead! Mom is going to change clothes."

After saying that, she took Zhao Duojin's little arm, sent him back to the Shura field, turned around and locked the bedroom door.

Little devil, go ahead and confront your father. God's way is reincarnation, let's see who God spares!

Zhao Duojin was forcefully pushed out by Xia Mo. When he turned around, he saw his father watching him on the sofa.

Zhao Duojin was stunned for a moment, then pulled the corner of his mouth with an awkward smile, "Dad——"

Zhao Tian closed his dry eyes and murmured, "Duoduo, come here."

Zhao Duojin moved his heavy legs, and it took him a long time to reach Zhao Tian's side.

Zhao Tian never urged him during the whole process, but kept staring at him, making Zhao Duojin more and more frightened as he walked.

Zhao Tian reached out and held Zhao Duojin's little hand, "Duoduo, look at daddy."

Zhao Duojin looked at his father timidly, feeling a little panicked.

"Dad asked you, did you push your grandma on purpose? How did your grandpa die?"