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But Xiao Lanyue still misjudged the Ming family's situation.Or in other words, he had anticipated what might happen, but because of the sophistication and concerns of the elders, he didn't want Xiao Yuan to intervene again, so he gave Xiao Yuan, who was underage, a proposal that he thought was appropriate.

After Xiao Lanyue left, Xiao Yu'an thought for a long time alone, and felt that there was really no way to intervene in the Ming family's affairs now, besides, he didn't know what happened to Ming Shu in Wen's family.He believed that Mingshu would not hurt Wen Yue for no reason, but the grievances and grievances between mother and son and father and son seemed to be resolved only by himself.

He can be Mingshu's elder brother and protect Mingshu as much as possible, but the care he gives Mingshu can't replace the family affection that Mingshu deserves.It seems that Ming Haofeng will stay in Ming's house for a while, if during this time getting along can make Mingshu feel father's love - even if there is only a little bit, even if there is more friction, then it is a good tendency.

But when he decided to be a bystander for the time being, he felt an extremely depressed emotion, which was difficult to relieve and pulled him down heavily.

And a voice called brother from a high place.

powerless.Yes, it is powerless.He looked at his hands subconsciously, this feeling was very strange, it seemed to be the first time he experienced it.

It's like a blunt knife, cutting hard on your body, you know it can't cut your limbs at all, but its presence is too strong, so strong that you can't ignore it, and finally triggers a suppressed nausea.

All the previous objective and positive assumptions are actually excuses for this kind of powerlessness.

He let go of Mingshu, not because of his father's words, nor because of rational thinking just now, but in the final analysis, it was because he had no position.

He is not qualified to ask Mingshu, Ming Haofeng, and Wen Yue's family affairs.

Such a realization cannot but be discouraging.

He stared out the window in a daze for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, he saw a bare tree—maybe there were sprouts between the branches, but after a distance, the negligible greenness of the sprouts, It has been confused with the brown of the bare pole.

That was the tree he took Mingshu down back then. At first the tree was not very strong, but now it is full of branches and leaves in summer.

He turned around and squeezed his hands hard.

After Mingshu was thrown into the bedroom last night, he didn't say a word. His feelings for the family where he was born and raised have already faded.

People always say that children are easy to coax, but they ignore one point, children are also good at holding grudges.

Mingshu couldn't tell which year he started, and he no longer longed for his mother's hug and father's shoulders. Recalling these two people, he only felt cold.

Not long ago at Wen's house, he thought he had done a good job, and he didn't ask immediately when the dagger was lost. He didn't ask Wen Yue why the knife was lost until the funeral was completely over.

It was Wen Yue who went crazy and pushed the blame on him.

When he closed his eyes, he could imagine the woman's hysterical look.

He was disgusted.

Yesterday Ming Haofeng pushed and pushed him all the way to the second floor.What he was thinking was—how tall do I have to be to beat this man?

At night he was half asleep and half awake, and he was listless during the day. He knew that his brother was still at the beach and couldn't come to see him, so he didn't even bother to waste any extra energy.

But he heard his brother came back, downstairs, he seemed to be arguing with Ming Haofeng.

At that moment, his heart was about to burst open, like a ray of light was coming down, just outside the door, he could see it when he opened the door.

But the door was securely locked, and he started banging on it, shouting.

My brother must have heard it, and he hit harder.He couldn't hit the door with his strength, but it didn't matter, the older brother would come up, the older brother was about the same height as Ming Haofeng, so he would definitely be able to rescue him.

But it didn't take long before there was no movement downstairs.

He didn't believe that his brother left by himself, nor did he believe that his brother could not defeat Ming Haofeng.If Xiao Yuan had reached the age where he could consider things as thoroughly as possible, he was still a kid who always made single choices when things went wrong.

The door was opened, and when he saw Ming Haofeng standing at the door, he took a step back. He hadn't eaten for a day, and hitting the door exhausted a lot of physical strength. As soon as he stepped back, he fell directly to the ground.

"Look at what you are like now?" Ming Haofeng scolded angrily: "Slam the door and shout, our Ming family can't teach a son like you!"

Mingshu was dizzy for a while, not because of fear, but more likely because of hypoglycemia, and the fact that his brother didn't show up was a big blow to him.

He was breathing fast, his face turned pale, "What have you taught me?"

Ming Haofeng squeezed a deep furrow between his brows, "Are you still going to talk back?"

Mingshu was surprisingly calm, "Grandpa's discipline is not to let me do anything I want to do, you and mom...you and Wen Yue's discipline is to come back to see me once a year."

"You're presumptuous!" Ming Haofeng pulled Ming Shu up from the ground, "I asked you to think about what's wrong, what you're thinking about is why we are sorry for you?"

Mingshu said: "So you know that you are sorry for me."

Ming Haofeng had blue veins on his arm, before he came back to take Mingshu to Wen's house this time, he didn't expect Mingshu to grow up to be as virtuous as he is now.

He had never taught Mingshu, or even tried to get along with Mingshu, so he was at a loss at this moment.

Mingshu thought he was going to be beaten, but the hand holding his collar gradually loosened, and finally pushed him hard.His thin back hit the wall, and he gritted his teeth in pain.

Just this action is disrespectful in Ming Haofeng's eyes, "Think about it again, are you wrong, where is your mistake, if you can't figure it out, just stay here for me!"

When the door was about to close again, Mingshu suddenly let out a cry.

Ming Haofeng turned around in displeasure, the lines on his face were as cold and hard as emotion.

"Brother..." Mingshu felt a sense of injustice shaking in his heart, causing his internal organs to be overwhelmed, "Brother is gone?"

Ming Haofeng sternly said: "You just learned the virtues from Xiao Yu'an! He knows he's wrong, and you're still here to fight against me!"

The sound was deafening, Mingshu's ears roared, and he closed his eyes reflexively. When he opened his eyes, the door had been slammed shut.

Mingshu stared at the locked door again, his mind blank for a while.

Did my brother realize his mistake?

Brother know what's wrong?

Brother is right...

After being stunned for a moment, he thought again, did brother not go upstairs to see him because he knew he was wrong?

Standing in the mourning hall of that strange old man in sackcloth and filial piety, being slapped by Wen Yue and locked in the room by Ming Haofeng, he was never afraid or nervous.

At this moment, he suddenly trembled.

Not cold, just scared.Or the emotion of fear is cold, pouring into the heart from the soles of his feet along the blood vessels.

He had never been so afraid.

If the elder brother admits wrongly and the elder brother left on his own initiative, does that mean that the elder brother does not want him?

He never thought that he would be left behind by his brother.He has been working hard and desperately to catch up.He wanted to be like his brother, but why would his brother admit his mistake?

When it got dark, Mingshu curled up in a corner, whining syllables from his throat.

He didn't know whether it was crying, or the habit from childhood came to him again.

My brother said that you can cry when you are sad.

My brother also said, don't whine or hum in the future, he doesn't have to make those noises, and he won't be lonely.

"Woo..." Tears still fell, as if listening to my brother with lonely syllables.