Can not always hold Gong Siming lying in the hall, Si Wan can only carry him back to the bedroom.

As soon as Gong Siming was settled, sihaoyuan went into the bedroom of Siwan.

"In the evening, send a letter to the Qiao family, and let them come to pick them up, so as not to make a fuss."

With that, sihaoyuan turned away and did not say another word.

Si Wan lies next to Gong Siming, looking at this man, looking at this man, who she wants to hate and hate, and who wants to forget, she laughs at her own hopelessness.

Three years later, it has disappeared for three years. Now Gong Siming has come back and become so strange. His eyes, his tone and his appearance have all changed so much.

What has gong Siming experienced in the past three years? How did he leave the scar on his face? What is his headache?

In Si Wan's heart, there are too many doubts and don't know where to start.

So lying beside Gong Siming, Si Wan has to admit that she is greedy for this feeling.

She doesn't want Gong Siming back to Qiao's house, and doesn't want Gong Siming to leave her.

However, Si Wan also knows that once Gong Siming wakes up, his fantasy will be shattered.

So far, Si Wan still does not want to believe that the shooter was gong Siming.

This is the most painful point in her heart. She doesn't know what to do!

Gong Tingchen died, and died in her arms!

At that time, Gong Siming held a gun in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was also aimed at them.

Everything is true, and Si Wan saw it with his own eyes.

Thinking of all this, Si Wan also felt headache.

Simply do not want, now everything is so quiet, so beautiful, why think so much?

Even after waking up is the enemy, the Secretary also wants to seize this moment of beauty, people are so tangled and greedy.

Let her willful this time, she was strong for so long, stable for so long, too tired.

No one bothers Si Wan and Gong Si Ming.

After coming out of Siwan's room, sihaoyuan went to work directly. After all, his present status does not allow him to be lazy.

And the month and the wind and snow, has been accompanied by three children.

Today, it seems that the month is not in a state of mind.

Gong Wanxin and Si Wan said those words, the month all heard.

At that time, Gong Wanxin remembered clearly when he was only three years old. Zhang Sihao was six years old at that time. He must remember more clearly. Besides, Zhang Sihao's memory was always very good.

In the past three years, Zhang Qilin is no longer around their mother and son. Zhang Sihao looks more and more like Zhang Qilin.

Not only the appearance is like, that kind of elegant temperament is also very similar.

Yue never asked Zhang Sihao what he was thinking in the past three years, because Yue often contacted Zhang Qilin privately and talked about the growth of his children.

Zhang Sihao didn't know that Zhang Qilin was always around them.

Looking at Zhang Sihao, who is calm and comforting Gong Wanxin, Yue decides to ask him what he thinks.

"Sihao, come here for a moment. Mom wants to talk to you."

Putting down his toys, Zhang Sihao sat down beside the moon.

The wind falls snow very consciously and Gong Wanxin and Si Yifan play the game.

Before waiting for the month to speak, Zhang Sihao said very directly, "Mom, I know what you want to say to me!"

She blocked up what Yue wanted to say. Yue said to Zhang Sihao with a smile, "what do you say, mom wants to say to you?"

Zhang Sihao looked at Gong Wanxin and said with great calmness.

"Mom, I remember everything in my heart, and I remember a lot of things that she didn't remember.

I remember that my aunt and my mother fought and cheated the Qiao family, which made us so safe and comfortable for the past three years.

I also know that my mother would often secretly call dad to tell him about our affairs and ask him about Qiao's family.

I know that my father and my little uncle are not bad people. Only the family members of Qiao are bad people. My heart will kill Qiao Qingyu. I have already guessed it. But I also hope that the woman will die. If I have not grown up, I will attract other people's attention, and the person who will kill her will be me. "

This remark, directly let the Secretary month subvert the cognition of children.

They know more than they think.

"Mom, don't worry. I won't say anything. I know you all have your plans, and we have our plans. We are all for the sake of each other's good intentions.

But one thing I have to tell you is that she has a heart attack. She will have terrible nightmares in the evening. In the first days of her life, I accompanied her, but later she didn't need me. She couldn't control her temper. Once she was hurt, she would break out. Many bad children in school were beaten by her, and many of them were transferred to other schools. "

Hearing Zhang Sihao's words, Yue really felt that she and Si Wan, the two mothers, could not compare with each other."And Fanfan, he's a genius, but he knows something, I don't know, but he wants dad very much, I'm sure."

God! Are these children going against the weather?

I don't know what to say to describe my mood at the moment.

The point is that it seems meaningless to say anything. These adults think they are smart, but their every move and every word can't hide from the children.

I don't know, if the secretary knows these things, she will be as at a loss.

"Sihao, you are still children. We will do what we have to do. What you need to do is to grow up happily and healthily."

As a mother, no matter how powerful the children are, they don't want their children to become so complicated at a young age, and do not want them to live so hard.

Although they may say that the children will not listen, but there are still some things to say.

"Mom, we grow up in such an environment. Only when we learn how to protect ourselves, can we let you do what you want to do with confidence and boldness. You can rest assured that the three of us will not hold you back!"

Looking at Zhang Sihao's firm eyes, Yue couldn't help but shed tears. This was the first time in the past three years that Yue had shed tears, and the first time she showed a weak look in front of her son.

Zhang Sihao gently let her tears wipe for the month. For the first time, she felt that her son was no longer the little meat ball sticking to her body.

Now it's a young pianpianpian. At the age of nine, it's almost as high as the month.

Time is really a kind of magic thing, can make people produce such a big change.

The month holds Zhang Sihao in his arms, his voice chokes.

"Sihao, no matter how tall you are or what you will become in the future, you are the mother's favorite son."

Zhang Sihao, who had not been so close to the moon for a long time, turned red in his eyes, and his tears fell out.