If you can't play bad, you will be suppressed

After settling down here, after arranging a kindergarten for Er Er, he began to think about earning money to make a living.

When he left, he didn't forget to withdraw all the money in the card. Such a sum of money is considered a good capital in a small town with low consumption, because he still has to take care of Er Er. In the end, Ding Yiluo decided to open a family small store.

Fortunately, there is only a small shop in the town, and there are almost no small shops of this size. Even though Ding Yiluo is a foreigner, no one recognizes him as a stranger, and people from the vicinity often come to visit, and the business of the shop has always been good. The income is also relatively considerable in the local view.

Originally, Ding Yiluo only intended it to be a turning point here. At the beginning, he was always worried that that person would come to his door. Every night before going to bed, he would secretly observe the surrounding situation from the window vigilantly, and when he saw a stranger, he would feel nervous Yes... thinking of that man still hurts my heart like being torn apart... but gradually one month... two months... three months...

The days passed by little by little, and life remained peaceful.

One year...

two years...

Three years...

Ding Yiluo's worry gradually disappeared with time, maybe Hei Yao never thought of looking for him, maybe Hei Yao had already found a new solution...

Four years...

Five years...

six years...

Ding Yiluo stayed in the small shop with not-so-exquisite decorations, watching Er Er grow up little by little, went to elementary school...and junior high school...I didn't expect to stay in this unknown town for ten years. Year.

Although life is not that rich, it is also comfortable and peaceful, without any regrets, but there are no new surprises emotionally.

Fortunately, the years did not leave too many marks on his face. After so long, Ding Yiluo's appearance has hardly changed except for the change of hairstyle.

Ding Yiluo has always felt that the love in his life may have been exhausted, and he probably won't have feelings for other people. Ten years, so many days and nights, the accumulation is really terrible. The wound that was thought to never heal was almost healed, and now that he thought of the man who hurt him the most, he didn't even feel pain anymore.

Life is so comfortable and peaceful, Ding Yiluo couldn't help fantasizing about a happy life in the future...

After a few years when I have enough money, I will buy a bigger building in a better area of ​​the town, and when Er Er grows up, marry him a filial and kind wife, and have a lot of children. The cute grandson Er Er gave him when he was young...

Just when Ding Yiluo was working hard to earn money to realize his dream, something unexpected happened...

A gust of wind blew, Ding Yiluo couldn't help shivering, his eyes were heavy, he almost fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes, and the hard work of the day almost broke his body, so he tried hard to get up In spirit, he hugged Er Er, who was wearing his own coat, tighter. It would be worse if he had a fever again in this weather. He carefully lifted the little face of his son in his arms, checked his nose and gums, and made sure there was no bleeding After the symptoms, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Raising his hand to look at his watch, the butler of the villa said that the owner here went out to attend the dance, and he could come back in two hours at most, but they had been sitting at the door waiting for more than four hours, but the person who was waiting still didn't show up.

Ding Yiluo became a little anxious, and turned his head to look into the distance frequently. He could bear it like this, but Er Er, who was sick in his arms, couldn't bear it. Looking at the pale little face wrapped in the coat, he felt so distressed that he wanted to cry , I silently prayed to God in my heart, hoping that the person I was waiting for would appear soon.

However, Ding Yiluo, who had been pointing his back all the time, seemed to be unlucky this time. At the same time as the second gust of wind blew, Ding Yiluo's eyes were hurt by the strong headlights in the distance.

Standing up from the steps in surprise, even though the dazzling headlights made him cry, he still opened his eyes reluctantly, staring at the slowly approaching luxury car without blinking, afraid of the time when closing and opening his eyes. The car that represented all his hopes would disappear.

The shiny black car stopped in front of the two of them, the door slammed open, and a pair of long legs wrapped in suit pants stepped out.

Ding Yiluo once thought of no less than hundreds of scenarios of meeting Hei Yao again, but he never thought of this way of throwing himself into a trap... So, in the days to come, Ding Yiluo would occasionally sigh, this should be Fate, some people have certain things, and they are destined to entangle and torture each other, and they cannot be separated or broken...

A man he hadn't seen in ten years appeared in front of him like this, Ding Yiluo still couldn't help but be amazed that time is really a wonderful thing, after so long, he has changed from person to person, yet that man is still the same Nothing has changed.

Still with the black and short body, the spirit and sharp eyes, the tall and strong figure and the powerful aura unknowingly emanating from the surroundings, he is impeccably handsome and perfect.

Involuntarily tightening the arms wrapped around Er Er, Ding Yiluo lowered his head and looked at himself under the deep and sharp eyes. Fortunately, the attire he confirmed before coming here has not changed, although it was a bit messy by the wind, But it's decent, and not too embarrassing.

"Hey, okay, long time no see." Ding Yiluo smiled while holding the corner of his mouth. Ding Yiluo knew that his smile must be uglier than his crying, but he still smiled reluctantly, trying to put on a normal look, "Remember Me? I'm Ding Yiluo, and this is Erer... um... your son."

As soon as the words were spoken, it was obvious that the small body in his arms shook. Ding Yiluo patted him on the back soothingly, his eyes dimmed. He didn't cry sometimes, and he was obedient when he was hospitalized. When he was told that he was not his own, he didn't make a fuss, and accepted it calmly as if he had a premonition.

Following the man into the gorgeous villa, Ding Yiluo's throat tightened violently, but he wanted to cry without tears. The stern man in front of him was once the person he loved and hated the most. He played with, deceived, and used... ridiculous What's more, he was still obsessed with it, and he fled in a panic until the truth was torn apart. After so many years... Even if there was a little bit of other hope, he would not take this road.

But... desperate people are not qualified to choose dignity and self.

He is also in his 30s, and his mind is slowly becoming mature. Time and reality have already polished away the thorns in his body. He is afraid of returning the son he has raised for ten years to his biological father, but he is even more afraid of being useless himself. I can't raise any medical expenses and delay the child's treatment.

In fact, half a year after he was diagnosed with "aplastic anemia" in February [-], he had already spent all his money...he really couldn't raise any more medical expenses...he had no money...and couldn't find it When you get the matching bone marrow that can be transplanted...there is no dignity...you can only shrink your waist and bow your back servilely to the tall man in front of you, shaking your feet anxiously, not even having the courage to raise your head.

"What's wrong with him?" Hei Yao, who was sitting on the opposite sofa for a long time, opened his mouth, looking expressionlessly at Er Er who was holding Ding Yiluo's hand tightly.

"Aplastic anemia..." Ding Yiluo lowered his head. Back then, he secretly took away his son, but he didn't take good care of it. He thought about going to the hospital for blood transfusions every week on Er Er, and all kinds of complications in the later stage , is terribly guilty, "Acute...but it has stabilized for a while, but it is inevitable to continue hospitalization...and find a matching bone marrow transplant..."

The living room was very warm with the air conditioner on, and Ding Yiluo felt that Er Er was sweating in his hands, so Ding Yiluo carefully took off the big coat from Er Er's body.

As she grew up, Er Er lost a lot of weight. Coupled with the torment of the illness during this period of time, she is no longer the chubby little fat man who liked to be held on the shoulder by Hei Yaokang and liked to "giggle", because His face was pale from anemia, his hair was a little yellow and frizzy, and the reason why Ding Yiluo had been wrapping his head in a coat was a bit messy. His fleshy lips were tightly pressed, and his eyelids were drooping. Holding hands in a daze.

Ding Yiluo finally breathed a sigh of relief when he was brought into the bedroom by a man who looked like a housekeeper. Fortunately, Hei Yao's calm and calm personality hasn't changed much after so long. It's really not sure that he will take Er Er to escape under the awkward atmosphere of interrogation.

"Dad, the bed here is so big...so soft..." Only the father and son were left, and Er Er was no longer as timid as before. After all, he was a child who had lived in that kind of rural town for so long. I was very excited when I saw such a palace-like decorated room for the first time. My round eyes looked around curiously, poking here and there...

Seeing the excited Er Er, Ding Yiluo's mood also relaxed a bit, and then he was in the mood to look at the decoration of the room, and couldn't help making a "tsk tsk" sound, it seems that he has not inherited the influence of the Hei family's family business on him It's not too big, and it can be seen from the elegant and luxurious decoration that he is still very rich.

Seeing that Erer was staring at the exquisite lamp on the bedside table, looking like he wanted to touch it but was afraid of breaking it, he couldn't help but said, "What's the matter, your father and I were also rich before, the bed we slept in, the bed we lived in." The place is bigger than this..."

"Dad, you've said it many times..." Er Er gave up the idea of ​​touching the delicate desk lamp and sat on the bed.

Ding Yiluo also sat down, took advantage of the situation and put the bag he was carrying on the bed, took out the medicine bottle from inside, carefully poured all the different medicines on the same medicine cap, brought warm water and handed it to Er Er.

Taking medicine every day seems to have become a habit, and Er Er's brows don't even blink