"Everyone has emotional instability, why should be linked with the disease?" Ganlu retorted immediately, and forced her to encircle him, hoping to give him all her temperature.

Li Ziting is a person who likes to hide his emotions. Now he just releases his emotions. It's nothing

It's not a big deal. It's not a big deal at all.

"Not a disease?" Li Ziting asked suddenly.

"Of course." Seeing that he was touched, Ganlu quickly said, "Li Ziting, you just love me. In fact, the monitoring screen doesn't mean anything. It's not your father who ordered me to kneel on the ground. You don't need to have much emotional reaction to it."

"He does it every time." Li Ziting said in her ear in a low voice.

“……”

Li Ziting sat on the ground motionless, hugged by her, and said word by word, "anyone in his eyes is just rubbish."

"He's your father."

"He never cares what I think."

“……”

Ganlu can't take his words, slowly release him, kneel down in front of him, looking at his pale face, can't help but ask, "you have such a bad relationship with your father?"

Hearing the words, Li Ziting's drooping eyes moved. He raised his eyes and looked at her. His eyelashes were curled and long, attractive.

For a long time, Li Ziting's lips showed a sneer, "we'll go back in the evening."

“……”

Obviously, liziting didn't want to talk more about the relationship between him and his father.

Manna naturally is not good, ask more, then nodded, "good, go back in the evening."

Liziting stood up from the ground and resumed his usual indifference. He stretched out his hand to tidy her clothes. "Let's go down to dinner."

"... can you?" Ganlu looks at him suspiciously.

"Well."

Li Ziting gave a reply, and everything was as usual, as if the boy who was just so excited that he smashed the TV and threw her to bed was not him at all

Ganlu is pulled out by liziting and looks at him deeply all the way. His side face is like peeling.

"Li Ziting." Ganlu thought about it and said, "for everyone, it's better to talk than to keep any emotion in mind."

At the moment when she hit the bathroom door, she had the illusion that Li Ziting had hidden everything in her heart.

For many years.

……

Li Ziting's step stopped, did not stop, led her to continue to go out, "I know."

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Li Ziting's transformation was very fast, and he walked down the stairs calmly without any gaffe. He was indifferent, not happy, not unhappy.

The maid led them to the garden.

The garden is fresh and fresh. The white European dining table is set on the grass. The maids bring exquisite dishes to the table.

When the sun goes down, it's obviously a very enjoyable afternoon.

Ganlu saw Li Ziting's father again, the man who was domineering and powerful on the football field and asked her inexplicable questions.

Li juefeng and Gu Xiaoai stand at the dining table.

Ganlu can't help but look a few more. If they didn't have similar facial features to Li Ziting, she can't believe that they would be Li Ziting's parents.

Gu Xiaoai turned a newspaper in his hand and said with some helplessness, "he ran into the film release period with the director again, and other people's products were not good. In order to hype, he always pulled all the films in the same period into the water and scolded them worse than the third level films."