not as sweet as you

"What do you mean?" Zhao Jiulan's lips moved, but he didn't realize it for a long time, and a trace of disbelief appeared on his face.

Judging from her face, she is very young, even younger than the pampered Wu So Yeon.

Huo Xingzhou looked at her expression, repeated it without any concealment, and deliberately stimulated her: "I said I like your son, I want to chase him, I want to kiss him, I want to get up with him every day, love him and treat him well."

Zhao Jiulan pinched her palm tightly, her teeth were rattling, her eyes were so red that she almost bit her, tearing his mouth apart, making him unable to make a sound forever.

so!How could he say such shameless things in broad daylight!

"Shut up! Shut up!"

Huo Xingzhou didn't seem to notice it, put one hand on the door panel, lowered his eyes and smiled lightly and continued: "One day in the future, if the same-sex marriage law in Jiangcheng is passed, I will marry him in front of the whole world. If it doesn't pass, it's fine, go abroad Knot."

"You!" Finally, Zhao Jiulan couldn't bear it anymore, and gnashed her teeth and rushed forward to hit Huo Xingzhou: "Shameless! Shameless! Get lost!"

"I'm shameless, what do you want that thing for?" Huo Xingzhou turned sideways, raised his finger and pointed to the next door with slightly curved eyebrows: "Hey~ Ms. Zhao, keep your voice down, if you hear a man next door saying that he likes your son, ask Kiss him and hug him, can you bear it?"

Sure enough, Zhao Jiulan let go. She seemed to have never seen such a shameless person. She was so angry that she had nowhere to vent her anger. Her face turned blue and she gritted her teeth tightly.

"go away."

Seventeen years ago, when Luo Zhiyuan had a showdown with her, everyone in the neighborhood knew that she had already been severely humiliated once, and the pair of sluts were not insulted, but pointed at her.

She couldn't take it anymore, and hid from Beishi to Jiangcheng, only to find out that she was pregnant.

She must never let others know that her son is also gay!She had educated him for so many years, not allowing him to play with anyone, and letting him learn ethics.

No!

"Even if you die, I won't let you stay together." Zhao Jiulan said with red eyes, and was about to rush to Luo Xing's room, but was dragged back by Huo Xingzhou, stepped into the door, and closed it smoothly.

The lighting in the house is very good, the green plants are flourishing, cat climbing frame, cat sleeping basket, imported cat food are all available, even Ye Qiaoqiao's room is not so exquisite.

"What do you want to do! I'm calling the police!" Zhao Jiulan stared at him vigilantly, stepped back a few steps, stepped on the cat's tail, and ran away screaming.

Zhao Jiulan stretched out her hand in distress, but didn't hold the cat's tail.

Huo Xingzhou snorted coldly. She took such good care of a cat, and she felt so distressed when she stepped on her tail. Her son slept in a place that was not much better than a garbage dump.

He raised his foot and hooked a chair, and sat down with a big horse, without concealing his hooliganism: "I said it at the beginning, and I want to talk to you."

When Zhao Jiulan was educating Luo Xing, she was so sick that she didn't allow any deviations at all. When she suddenly saw Huo Xingzhou's reckless and mocking rogue, her heart was blocked.

"Are you educated or not? What do you want to do by breaking into other people's homes?"

Huo Xingzhou smiled instead of anger, and squinted his eyes: "So I'm not here to find a well-bred Luo Xing to fall in love with me, and influence me, right Ms. Zhao."

His half-smiling look deserved to be beaten to the bone, and the dusty humiliation and the new anger surged up together, she sneered sinisterly, and raised her arm.

Huo Xingzhou didn't hide, she slapped Zhao Jiulan in a daze.

Why... didn't he hide.

Huo Xingzhou licked the corner of his mouth, slowly took out his phone and took a selfie, then took it back: "Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School teacher Zhao Jiulan insulted and beat students, tsk."

Zhao Jiulan was startled, and then sneered reassuringly: "Don't think I don't understand the law, I just hit you, the most I can do is go to your house to apologize to you, the law can't control me."

"No, no, no." Huo Xingzhou lowered his eyes and chuckled: "How could I just call the police when I was beaten up? Of course, I have to send some news. When the time comes, I will find some reporters to interview me. My parents love me and give me this face." It’s pretty photogenic.”

"Oh, that's right." Huo Xingzhou glanced at her, thought for a while and said, "These reporters are very powerful. If they dig out something that shouldn't be found out, for example, Teacher Zhao Jiulan abused his son all the year round. The deafness, and the injury on the back of his head, were also caused by you."

"These things will be out of my control by then. I want to help you, but I'm afraid I can't."

"Coincidentally, I have a relative in the criminal police team of the Municipal Bureau. When the time comes, please ask him to investigate carefully and return your innocence."

"It's not against the law to slap me."

"But domestic violence is against the law."

"You design me!" Zhao Jiulan pinched her palm bitterly, her long nails almost sunk into the flesh without knowing it, and stared at him with gritted teeth.

"Yes." Huo Xingzhou admitted directly, put his fingertips on the corner of the phone and twirled it on his lap, tilted his head and smiled and said, "I'm here today, so I must take Luo Xing away. It's best if you promise. You don't want to." , then let’s see you at the police station, anyway, if you go in, I’ll still take Luoxing away, you choose one.”

"Impossible. Luo Xing is my son. I don't allow him to leave, and he's not allowed to go anywhere." Zhao Jiulan clenched her fingers and stared at Huo Xingzhou, "I want to talk to your parents, ask Ask them how they raised such a shameless little beast like you!"

"Coincidentally, I also want to ask you." Huo Xingzhou stood up, approached and looked down at Zhao Jiulan condescendingly, his face was so ugly that he wanted to kill someone, Zhao Jiulan unconsciously took a step back.

There was an indescribable atmosphere in the air, she felt afraid for no reason, afraid that this boy who had just lost his youthful spirit would not understand why he was afraid.

"How did you, a cold-blooded and ruthless person, raise such an obedient child as Luo Xing?" Huo Xingzhou stood close, and Zhao Jiulan had to look up to see his expression, but the expression on his face was extremely cold.

Huo Xingzhou quietly looked down at Zhao Jiulan, his voice was so soft that he could hardly hear him: "I'm asking you."

"Which hand did you use to break the little boy's ear?"

Zhao Jiulan had never seen someone with such a cruel and gloomy expression, almost felt weak at the first sight, moved his mouth and before he could speak, he heard him say again: "When you hit him, did your hand hurt? ?”

His look.

Zhao Jiulan shrank her pupils, avoided Huo Xingzhou's staring eyes at her, and turned her head away: "I discipline my son, it has nothing to do with you, it's not your turn to intervene."

"What happened in the past has nothing to do with me, but in the future." Huo Xingzhou paused, and said almost word for word: "From now on, he is mine, and even if he dies, he must die in my arms."

"It's not your turn to discipline."

I don't know if it was that word that brought her back to 17 years ago in an instant, all the unwillingness, pain and humiliation surged up in an instant, as if standing here was another humiliation to her.

"Get out, get out immediately." Zhao Jiulan pointed at the door: "I don't want to see you again, I can't promise Luo Xing to be with you, death is impossible."

"I didn't discuss it with you, I'm going to make a deal with Luo Xing." Huo Xingzhou looked down at Zhao Jiulan, and gave her an extremely cold and indifferent smile that made her hair stand on end: "From today on, if you dare to touch Luo Xing again, don't care." Who is it, I want your life."

-

When Luo Xing woke up, Huo Xingzhou was no longer on the bed, his clothes and shoes were all gone, as if he had never appeared before.

He was stunned for a few seconds, thinking that Huo Xingzhou's appearance last night was a dream.

He picked up his phone and checked the time. It was eight o'clock in the morning, why did he sleep so deeply, he had never overslept, and he slept until eight o'clock today.

Luo Xing sat up, startled, the scarf on the bed belonged to him.

He turned his head again, there was half a cake left on the table, and he panicked, could it be!

"Huo Xingzhou."

Luo Xing's heartbeat quickened instantly, could it be that his mother came back and saw Huo Xingzhou!He got out of bed in a panic, and put on his clothes with shaking hands, feeling extremely uneasy.

When the door was opened, there was a row of footprints from the door to the front of the main house, and another row of footprints came in from the gate. Zhao Jiulan came back in the morning, and her heart sank instantly.

The more Luo Xing thought about it, the more he panicked. Because of the snow last night, Huo Xingzhou even bought cakes. He felt soft-hearted and couldn't hold back for a while, so he left him at home, thinking that he would wake up early today, and let Huo Xingzhou leave quickly.

Unexpectedly, he overslept.

Luo Xing hated himself for oversleeping, if he was hurt by Zhao Jiulan because of him... He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and ran to the main house.

Usually he is very reluctant to go to the main house, but this time.

He couldn't care less.

As soon as his hand touched the door, someone pulled it away from the inside, Huo Xingzhou smiled: "Oh, woke up?"

Luo Xing swallowed his saliva, looked at him for a few seconds, and found a familiar scar on his face, his eyes turned red instantly, and he pulled his hand hard: "You go."

Huo Xingzhou held his hand and said briskly, "In such a hurry?"

Luo Xing shook his head vigorously, his eyes became more and more red, and the water vapor covered his eyes: "From now on...don't..."

"Aunt Zhao, Luo Xing and I will leave first." Pulled by him, Huo Xingzhou took the time to turn his head and smiled into the room: "I will see you again when I have a chance."

Luo Xing froze.

"What did you say?"

Huo Xingzhou held his hand, put it to his mouth, took a breath and rubbed it, and said with a smile: "You said you were fooling around, Aunt Zhao said that you didn't have many friends when you were young, let me take good care of you, don't always think about studying .”

Luo Xing looked at him in a daze, completely unable to understand that Zhao Jiulan he said was the same person in his memory.

Huo Xingzhou held his hand and said in a soft voice, "Let's go."

Luo walked a few steps and turned around.

Zhao Jiulan sat on a chair beside her, blankly wondering what she was thinking, and didn't refute or answer Huo Xingzhou's words.

What he couldn't see was that her fingertips had pierced her palm, and bright red blood oozed out of it, and she murmured to herself with trembling lips: "I won't let you be together, never."