Bai Yueguang is working hard every day to collapse the character [Transmigration Book]

The curtains were drawn extremely tightly, and the sunlight squeezed in through the gaps in the ground, illuminating the pieces of the puzzle.

"Why don't you listen to your mother and open the curtains?" The beautiful woman squatted down to the same height as the child, her hands holding the child's face were pale and bony.

The little boy stood up staggeringly from the ground, his dark eyes couldn't make any waves.

"forgotten."

The empty eyes and dull words made the boy as exquisite as a jade carving look like a puppet without emotion.

"Forgot?" The woman raised her voice, and the originally pleasant voice became sharp.

"En." Facing such a crazy and sick mother, the little boy just nodded calmly.

The woman suddenly calmed down, and pulled her hand suddenly: "Why did you complain to Dad?"

"Why do you speak bad things about mom to dad? Do you know how tired mom is? Mom works so hard, why don't you know how to understand mom?" The woman asked each sentence, stretching out her hand to shake the little boy's body. The red bloodshot spread.

The little boy didn't answer.

My father didn't come home yesterday, and my mother waited all night in the living room with the lights turned off, until this morning she had a nervous breakdown... Dad's things were thrown all over the floor, and everything that made my mother feel threatened was cut into pieces with sharp scissors. Or be thrown on the ground and smashed.

"say something!"

The little boy's long eyelashes looked like a woman's husband, and the woman immediately softened her attitude: "Mom is not blaming you."

"I didn't." The little boy thought that the woman didn't intend to get an answer at all, after all, she had lived in her own world for a long time.

He too was forced to adapt.

At the beginning, he would also feel panicked, and he would also be anxious in the face of his mother's questioning and coercion, but there is always a day to adapt.

Making some strong reactions will only stimulate the mother's delicate nerves more.

"That's good, that's good, I knew you were a good boy." The woman smiled when she heard the words, ran her cold fingertips across the boy's face, and helped him stroke the black hair on his forehead.

"You don't think it's right for Mom to do that, do you?"

The woman didn't pause this time, because she already had the answer in her heart, and her next words were full of provocation: "Mom did this because she liked Dad so much."

"My father always wants to hide things from my mother. Is it wrong that my mother just wants to know him better? It's just because I love him so much..." The woman was a little disappointed, and repeated in a low voice, "Mom loves him so much .”

The little boy raised his head and looked at his mother's red eyes, as if water droplets were rolling from them.

"I can't help it." The woman's words were sighs.

For the umpteenth time, she mentioned her sweet past of love.

"Dad loves mom very much." He said too many lies, as if he was going to be deceived, the corners of the woman's lips curled up, sweet as honey, "Dad was very romantic when he was young, and he always prepared many surprises for mom. Now he It's just that I was too busy and tired, so I ignored you for a while, you know?"

It's just that women don't want to mention themselves when comforting themselves. Whenever they talk about themselves, they push the bitterness to the little boy, as if she is sad for the little boy.

……

"Sir, won't Madam be sad at home?" A plump woman in a short red dress sat coquettishly on the gentleman's lap.

This is the male protagonist in this tragic family relationship.

Fragrant cars, beauties, and red wine are intertwined with ambiguity, and the smoky smile is fascinating.

"Don't mention such unsightly words at this time." The heaviness was easily taken away by the husband's unsightly words.

……

Another night, the sound of a vehicle engine came from outside the villa.

"Your father is back!" The woman woke up the sleeping little boy, and immediately walked to the gate excitedly.

Stop abruptly.

Fear of facing a situation she cannot bear.

The woman turned her head to look at the sleepy little boy: "Why don't you welcome your father?"

In the dark night, the woman's face was pale, like a wronged female ghost in a horror story.

The little boy didn't cry like children of the same age when he was woken up, but just watched quietly.

In this unbearable silence, the air froze.

Women in the past liked sunshine very much, so they built such spacious and bright floor-to-ceiling windows, and even paranoidly tried to break up with them when someone raised objections.

She tried to embrace the sun.

In a cloudless and clear sky, the sun shines on her lover and another woman kissing passionately, and the undisguised ugliness is reflected in her mind without warning through this floor-to-ceiling window.

It's gone crazy.

"He didn't teach me." Jian Yuhui pulled away from forgetting and denied.

Gu Yuxiao was surprised by this answer. Could it be that besides Tan Zaoxi, there are other people who can come up with such a bad idea?

"This is a gift from my mother." Jane Yuhui picked up the rusty pen. Its nib had long been unable to supply ink, but he still let him keep it until now.

Sometimes he also wonders if he has inherited the genes of his mother who tried too hard to grasp the good things in the past.

Even if the follow-up of the story is so melancholy.

"Really?" Gu Yuxiao didn't know how to respond so as not to stimulate her boyfriend's sensitive nerves.

Generally, parents would give their children a lot of presents, but when Jian Yu returned home, she only had a simple pen, and it had experienced the precipitation of time just by looking at it.

Maybe it's been a long time since I received a gift.

But since he would keep gifts, it also showed that the gloomy villain still cared.

"I'll just wait to give you a similar one." The nostalgia for the past is because there is no better replacement, Gu Yuxiao knows this well, "I will give you many, many gifts in the future."

Gu Yuxiao saw Jian Yuhui's smile.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." Gu Yuxiao came back to his senses and began to reflect on whether his reaction just now was too stupid.

However, the topic just now was too jumpy, and Gu Yuxiao was still obsessed with the last question.

"So who the hell taught you?"

"..."

The door was smashed open with a bang, maybe the door lock was not hard in the first place, but because of the brute force, it flew out of its original position.

Jian Yuhui subconsciously protected Gu Yuxiao, and the original safe distance between the two was infinitely shortened, and the intertwined breaths of Yu Xiao's movements were also lingering.

Because all this happened so fast, Gu Yuxiao didn't even have time to react before being scolded by the people rushing in from the door.

"Who allowed you to do this?"

Mr. Jian's face outside the door was as black as the bottom of a pot.

At Li An's birthday party before, his act of hooking up with Gu Yuxiao and his son was actually out of intention to humiliate his disobedient son, as if no matter what, I am still your father, and you are in my hands It's just a tool, be obedient.

But I didn't expect my son to fall into the hands of that kid from the Gu family.

Gu Yuxiao looked up at Jian Yuhui's face, and at the actions of the two of them now, and said that no one would believe him if he didn't do anything, so he chose to shut up.

"It has nothing to do with you." Jian Yuhui protected Gu Yuxiao behind her.

"It has nothing to do with me, I'm your father!" Mr. Jian was so angry that he smashed the documents in his hand on the ground.

The paper sandwiched inside spread out, and one page just floated in front of Gu Yuxiao.

The above is Mr. Jian's shareholding ratio in the group, which is terribly low.

Mr. Jian, who didn't get an answer, was out of breath, and angrily stood in front of his son, slapping his hands high: "Are you from our Jane's family? What have you done recently?"

Jian Yu didn't hide, but the slap didn't fall on her body either.

Gu Yuxiao reached out to push Mr. Jian, and then immediately shrank behind her boyfriend.

"Speak well when you speak, what kind of skill is hitting someone?"

After all, the person in front of him is Jian Yuhui's father, so Gu Yuxiao couldn't speak too harshly.

Mr. Jian glared at Gu Yuxiao.

Although Gu Yuxiao's actions just now gave him a step up, his majesty cannot be offended.

Even if he was not pushed just now, he was also reluctant to do it just now, not because he was reluctant, but because he didn't dare.

"What kind of thing are you? But the Gu family, what right do you have to accuse me in front of me? Clear your position!"

It was the first time that Gu Yuxiao heard the word "district" in front of Gu's family, and was speechless for a while.

"He is more qualified than you." Facing her father's fury, Jian Yuhui remained expressionless from beginning to end, "After all, Jian's family is not yours."

but his.

He held it firmly in his hand.

"Yuhui, what's going on with you, you've been deluded, how can you talk to your father like this?" Following behind Mr. Jian, a figure who resembled a young man played his role.

Another big ear in a blue suit immediately catered: "Yeah, is it easy for your father to raise you so big? How can you be so unfilial? Your father is all for your own good."

Jian Yuhui didn't want to hear the buzzing of flies, let alone answer.

Who knew that those two people thought that Jane Yu returned to a young person because they were afraid of their battle, so they immediately struck while the iron was hot: "If you want me to say that you are still too young, you should focus on your studies. The power of the Jane family still rests with your father." It's more secure in hand."

"Yes, anyway, it will also fall into your hands in the end."

Mr. Jian has not spoken since just now, acquiescing to all this happening, perhaps he also supports this point of view in his heart.

"dream."

Gu Yuxiao laughed, the gloomy villain was as concise as ever.

A few small cannon fodders babbled there for a long time, but they were answered with two words, and their lungs were about to explode.

"You're just with this psychopath?" Mr. Jian's words were full of malice, "That's right, you've been willing to be with your lunatic mother since you were a child. I'm afraid you've gotten used to it already?"

Gu Yuxiao was taken aback, but before she had time to ask, Mr. Jian's black suit had an insignificant footprint, and she fell to the ground in an instant, clutching her stomach and unable to get up.

"Plan your future life well." Jian Yuhui condescended.

Taste that pain ahead of time.