Chapter 432:
"You said...what do you want...I must know." Pia's stubbornness came up, she didn't notice, how wrong the two's posture is now... This is simply a couple who are staring affectionately generally.
Zhou Ye looked at this little girl, the tears kept rolling in the circles of his eyes, the pitiful appearance that he refused to fall, and he couldn't bear to insult her any more, so he simply lowered his head...Don't go on...
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuyyyyy." Pia's eyes widened in shock at Zhou Ye's sudden attack. She didn't expect Zhou Ye to tell her... She beat Zhou Ye's shoulder desperately with her fists. , this doesn't stop Zhou Ye from continuing...
In the end, Pia weakly closed her eyes... Her arms wrapped around Zhou Ye's neck like snakes... She was completely immersed in Zhou Ye's superb skills and couldn't help herself...
Maybe just a moment, maybe a long time...
It wasn't until Pia felt that she could hardly breathe that Zhou Ye explained the nonsense... "Little idiot... don't you know how to breathe through your nose?"
"It's up to you..." Pia's face turned red... After panting for a long time, she sorted out her hypoxic body... As soon as she regained some strength, she tried hard to push Zhou Ye away... ...and yet, when Zhou Ye didn't want to let go, no one could push him away...
"What I want is priceless treasures...such as your first words..." Zhou Ye hugged Pia tightly, letting her struggle in his arms... "You keep giving me money, how much is not enough... To me, no amount of money can compare to you..."
"Bad... hooligan... You can't tell me..." Pia said while wiping her lips with the back of her hand. It wasn't that Zhou Ye felt unclean, it was just the girl's restraint. It's like being able to hide that she just indulged in that mouth...
This bad guy, don't try to fool yourself with sweet words... Pia thought awkwardly.
"You wipe it again, and I'll kiss you..."
Zhou Ye's words frightened Pia to cover her own heart with her hands... "You haven't told me how to do that just now..."
Because she was covering her own eyes, Pia was a little dull when she spoke... It sounded a little funny.
"Time..." Zhou Ye said with a smile and approached Pia's ear.
"Time?" Pia looked at Zhou Ye with some confusion. To her, she knew exactly what the term time meant, but how did time heal?
At this time, Pia found that Zhou Ye was leaving... She couldn't help but asked loudly, "Bastard, you haven't told me yet... Where are you going..."
"I still have things to do..." Zhou Ye shook his hand without looking back, "See you later... Pia."
"Hey, what's your name? Where am I going to find you?" Pia wouldn't admit that she was a little reluctant to this handsome young man who cheated her for her first kiss. She just wanted to settle accounts with this guy. ...and there are still many problems that he didn't explain to himself clearly... Yes, that's it, definitely not in love with this bad guy.
"Forget it, your man's name is Zhou Ye..." Zhou Ye's voice sounded like it was ringing in her ear, which startled her, but looking at it again, the bad guy was gone...
"Zhou Ye? Zhou Ye...what a strange villain..." Pia read Zhou Ye's name, as if to engrave the name in her heart...
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Chapter 589
Mrs. Mehra was sitting at the table in the living room, holding the portrait of her deceased husband in her hand, in a daze.
Since Zhou Ye left here, she has been in this position for several hours. Facing the photo of her deceased husband, Mrs. Mehera's heart was filled with all kinds of emotions... nostalgia, sweetness, resentment, and unease. ...
Facing the powerlessness when her son was arrested, the humiliation and helplessness brought by Zhou Ye's persecution... In the end, she turned her anger on her deceased husband...
If it wasn't for his insistence on studying aliens, if he didn't focus on watching the alien flying saucer outside the car window while driving... How could he lose her husband? How could my son be born with brain atrophy because of a car accident... If it wasn't for his son's innate IQ problem, how could he sneak up to someone's banquet and break the eyes of the county magistrate's son...
If it wasn't like this, how could he be forced by Zhou Ye... to make such a choice... All of this is his fault...
Thinking of this, Mrs. Mehera couldn't help smashing her deceased husband's photo frame to the ground... With the sound of glass breaking... The photo frame was shattered.
Mrs. Mehera's heart was broken when she saw her ex-husband's broken photo frame... She trembled and picked up the photo of her deceased husband again... Carefully wiped it clean, looking at the smile of her deceased husband in the photo, she finally couldn't help it crying out loud...
She knows that it is unreasonable for her to anger her deceased husband like this... But, as a single woman, she has exhausted all her energy to raise a demented son... Even so that her son can advance to the seventh grade【 There is no seventh grade in India. The seventh grade mentioned here is just the first grade of junior high school. 】She went to beg the school principal...
In the end, the principal of the school agreed to let her son go to the seventh grade for her poor sake...
But... Now, she is finally powerless to save her son... She can only hope that what the strange boy said is true... As long as she can save her son, she is willing to pay any price ...
I don't know how long it took, Mrs. Mehera, crying and crying, finally fell asleep on the table... She had been frightened for a day and a night... She couldn't stand it any longer.
In a trance, Mrs. Mehera seemed to hear her son's voice.
"Mom... Mom... Open the door..."
"Mom... Hurry up and open the door... I'm so hungry... Mom..."
Mrs. Mehera was shocked and completely awake... Only then did she realize that the sky had completely darkened, and the room was very dark because the lights were not turned on...
"Mom... are you there?"
The familiar voice from outside the door made Mrs. Mehera sure that she was not dreaming, her son had really returned...
Mrs. Mehera hurriedly stood up and ran to the door frantically... "Rohit... my son, is that you?"
"Mom...I'm back..."
As soon as Mrs. Mehera opened the door, she saw her son, who was really standing at the door. Although his clothes were a little dirty, there were no scars on his face and arms... She couldn't help hugging her. His own son burst into tears. "That's great... Rohit, my son, it's great that you're all right..."
"Mom, why don't you turn on the light..." Rohit didn't notice why his mother was crying, "Mom, I'm so hungry..."
After all, you can't expect too much from a guy with a congenital brain...
"Mom will cook you food now..." Mrs. Mehera wiped her tears and turned on the lights in the room... After cleaning up the broken glass on the ground, she was going to the kitchen to cook for her son. meal……
Rohit was sitting at the table, playing with his fingers. For him, it was a small game before dinner...
Mrs. Mehera walked to the kitchen and prepared dinner for her son. She was fighting a fierce battle in her heart...
The son has come back, so do you really have to give yourself as the boy said? Can I sneak out of the county seat by myself?
As far as she knows, there is still the last long-distance bus leaving here, which will leave in half an hour... If you leave here, don't you have to pay any more?
India is so big, no matter how powerful and powerful that young man is, it is impossible for him to find his own... Then can he find a small village with few people to continue his peaceful life?
The more she thought about it, the more Mrs. Mehera felt that it was a good idea... Everyone is lucky, especially, Mrs. Mehera felt that she was being forced... She shouldn't have to pay such a price.
Yes, run-
Thinking of this, Mrs. Mehra quickened the movements in her hands... She casually made a few traditional Indian naan, which was for her son to satisfy his hunger...
He brought the scones to the table and let his son eat first, while Mrs. Mehera began to rummage through the boxes at home... Because this time she was running away, she didn't have enough time left, so she wanted to take her ex-husband's It was unrealistic to take those things away, so she could only pack up her jewelry, packed all the cash in the house, brought two or three sets of clothes, pulled a large suitcase and walked out. ...
"Mom? Are you going out?" Rohit, who was eating, asked strangely.
"Yes, mom will take you on a tour..." Mrs. Mehera didn't dare to tell her son that she was leaving the county. She was afraid that her son would make a fuss and say goodbye to her little friend... that is Looking for death.
"Then I'll go and tell my friends, they will definitely envy me..." Rohit still said what Mrs. Mehera was most afraid of.
"No, we'll be back soon." How dare Mrs. Mehera let her son say goodbye to his friends? In the end, it has nothing to do with his little friends that his son would have this kind of thing... It is impossible to say that Mrs. Mehera has no complaints about those children...
Madam Mehra didn't wait for her son to speak, grabbed his hand and walked out with the suitcase...
The stop of the last long-distance bus in this county is still some distance away from Mrs. Mehera's house... She dragged her son, who was still somewhat unrepentant, to the station, praying in her heart that she would never fail to do so. don't leave the car...
