What's wrong with you

Through the window, Li Lihua looked at the sky that suddenly turned gray, and couldn't help feeling tense.She hurriedly packed up her desk, took her bag and ran into the elevator that just reached the top floor.Unfortunately, as soon as she stepped on it, the elevator began to vibrate and slide down, and the lights in the car kept flickering.Li Lihua hurriedly fumbled for her mobile phone. She was thinking about her son Qiu Qiming, but she forgot to worry about her current situation.She called Song Qitian several times, but she couldn't get out because of poor signal.After trying several times, he called Song Qitian's son Song Hanzhu.At the moment, Song Hanzhu is reading a magazine in the library.Seeing that it was the call from his stepmother, he couldn't help frowning.He wanted to hang up directly, but when he thought of his father, he answered the phone patiently.

"Xiaozhu, can I ask you something, auntie?" Song Hanzhu didn't know why when he heard Li Lihua's trembling tone.She hurriedly said again: "It's going to rain, can you pick up Qiming from school? He..." Before finishing speaking, she hung up, and Song Hanzhu called again, but she didn't answer the phone.Song Hanzhu thought of the indifferent boy who was overly spoiled by his mother, returned to his seat, and continued to read magazines.Song Hanzhu was just a sophomore in college, with a gentle appearance, although he was wearing metal glasses, although he looked mature, he managed to attract the attention of many female students.After finishing flipping through the magazines in his hand and going to the tea to get some hot water, Song Hanzhu got into the car to pick up his cheap brother.

"Oh, I wish I didn't have to study by myself at night, Qiu Qiming's parents are so open!"...

Not knowing which classmate was sighing, Qiu Qiming packed up his books and a few pink envelopes, stepped into his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom.As the sky became darker and darker, he tried his best to step out with trembling legs, not wanting to give up easily.Ever since he suffered from a serious illness as a child, he has been deeply afraid of lightning and thunder.Perhaps it was the shadow left by being alone in the hospital when he was young, and he is still afraid of such thunderstorms to this day.In severe cases, the body may even go into shock.Ever since his mother brought him to marry from a small town in the south to a big city, Qiu Qiming was not willing to talk to his mother much.

At the corner, a cute girl with a ponytail rushed up to him, holding an umbrella in front of Qiu Qiming with a blushing face: "Qiu Qiming, I'll lend you this!".Qiu Qiming looked down at the skinny girl who was much shorter than him. He couldn't say no to it, so he could only choose to ignore it, silently missed the girl's shoulder, and continued walking back.Unexpectedly, the girl would not let him go, and still followed him.Qiu Qiming looked at the sky, clenched his fists, and finally asked, "Don't you need to study by yourself at night?".The girl blushed again when she heard him ask such a question, and she followed closely: "I'm asking for leave!"

The muffled thunder had already sounded, Qiu Qiming's face was pale, he stopped his feet and dared not move again.The girl pestered him with questions, and he finally reached the limit.When Qiu Qiming's deadly eyes turned to the girl, the girl was finally frightened by his eyes.The corners of Qiu Qiming's mouth raised with great difficulty, looked even more perverted and dangerous under the gloomy sky: "Do you know what's in my bag?" The girl shook her head blankly, but she heard the handsome boy in front of her softly say: "Knife!" That tone, like a murderous devil, hit the young girl's young heart directly.At this moment, lightning flashes and thunder rumbles, and the storm that has been brewing for a long time is finally about to start causing trouble.The girl was so frightened that she ran away...

Love is so fragile and vulnerable...

One drop, two drops, three drops...

When the rain fell on his cheeks, he could even hear the sound of blood vessels bursting in his body.The world in front of him began to rotate violently, and finally, he was freed... He seemed to have returned to the next time, locked in the room, and he couldn't hear anything except the continuous lightning and thunder outside the window.My whole body hurts, if I can be relieved, it would be great...

Song Hanzhu was stuck on the road. He watched the rain patter against the car window and then slowly flow down. His irritable mood improved a little.Finally, the car in front started to move, and he turned a corner and drove towards the middle school road.The child was a sophomore in high school, not small in size, with bright eyes and good looks, but Song Hanzhu didn't like that child in his heart.Rebellious and indifferent, this is Song Hanzhu's first image of Qiu Qiming.Because of his father, Song Hanzhu matured very precociously. In his eyes, a boy like Qiu Qiming, even at eighteen, was still a child.Thinking back like this, Song Hanzhu casually glanced at the surging crowd outside the car.He didn't get nervous until the pale face on the ground hit his eyes.Song Hanzhu hurried over, pushed aside the parents who wanted to help, and hurriedly said: "I'll come, I'll come, I'm his brother!".Song Hanzhu hurriedly picked up Qiu Qiming who was trembling all over, and didn't forget to check his condition.At this time, Qiu Qiming's eyes were already blurred, and he hugged his curled body tightly with both hands, as if he had lost consciousness.Until he was carried into the car, Qiu Qiming was unwilling to let go of Song Hanzhu's collar, and kept murmuring: "Don't go, don't go..."

Going straight to the hospital, Qiu Qiming was sent to the emergency room, and Song Hanzhu realized what he had done wrong.He hurriedly called his father, but Li Lihua still couldn't get through.Song Qi rushed over in a hurry, and after hearing his son's confession, he slapped Song Hanzhu with a slap, knocking off the glasses on his son's face: "You are a fucking man. Back then, my marriage with your aunt was also It was only done with your consent. Now you are doing well, and you have to pick someone up halfway, don’t tell me what you said doesn’t count!".Song Qitian made a gesture and wanted to continue beating and scolding Song Hanzhu, but was stopped by a group of black-clothed brothers behind him: "Brother, the most important thing now is to contact my sister-in-law!" Call Li Lihua.

Song Hanzhu didn't know that Li Lihua was his father's first love.They are all men, and my father treats his son like his other brothers.He and his father went out to drink more often. Song Hanzhu knew about Li Lihua when he was in high school, and he also heard a lot about the two of them. This can be regarded as a little secret between him and his father.When Mom was around, even though Dad was always surrounded by Yingying and Yanyan, he didn't do anything to offend Mom.Even after my mother left, my father didn't give birth to any tricks, and he was used to being clean and self-loving.No matter how many promises you make on weekdays, you will never get dirty.Thinking about it this way, when his father appeared in front of him holding the hand of a strange woman named Li Lihua and asked him to agree, Song Hanzhu didn't want to, and couldn't bear his father to keep thinking about it, so he could only nod in agreement!

Li Lihua waited anxiously in the elevator, and finally saw a glimmer of light outside, she pushed open the elevator, and rushed out.Before the property staff apologized, they saw the woman fly away.The whole building was filled with the sound of high-heeled shoes clicking, and the maintenance worker shook his head, patted the embarrassed manager and said, "I guess I've been locked up for a long time, and I'm in a hurry to get some fresh air!".The manager stood at the door, whispering: "This is the top floor, you can't take a good elevator! Isn't this repaired!" Ten years ago, Li Lihua almost lost her son.During the ten years, how many times she woke up from the nightmare.She dare not be afraid...

Seeing Qiu Qiming breathing calmly in the ward, Li Lihua finally let go of her anxiety.In Song Qitian's arms, her bitter and fragile tears finally fell.Song Qitian couldn't see her crying, so she forced her son Song Hanzhu to kneel down and admit his mistake.Li Lihua hurriedly grabbed the child and held Song Hanzhu's hand tightly: "Auntie, I want to thank you for saving Qiming's life, how can I blame you!" Song Hanzhu was a little dazed, he could feel the trembling and tenderness of those rough hands heart.Seeing that Song Hanzhu's hands were cold, Li Lihua immediately reprimanded Song Qitian: "You scolded him even when the child was soaked, you've lost your mind!".Song Qitian immediately confessed, and his brothers acted according to circumstances, and hurriedly handed the towel to the young master.

Song Qitian accompanied Li Lihua by the bedside, while Song Hanzhu silently left the ward.He glanced inside, grabbed the tiger and asked, "Uncle, has my dad always looked like this?" The tiger was dressed in leopard flesh, and even though he was old, he looked very strong. He took out a cigarette from his arms and said with a smile: " Your father, it was like this when you were young!" Song Hanzhu bowed his head and said nothing, Tiger lit a cigarette and took a puff before spitting it out, he patted his young master and comforted him: "A man should be able to bend and stretch! Be careful! Your aunt She's not a bad person, she...forget it, let's not talk about it!"

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Haha, my second novel, modern drama, I hope I can write well, please support me