Because of Luo Shuqing's inexplicable emotions, the atmosphere in the carriage became increasingly weird. Ronan didn't dare to disturb him, but his keen sense found that the humidity near his aunt's cheeks had increased slightly.
Cried?
The car was driving on the low-altitude traffic level, and the morning traffic surged up and down, and no one paid attention to what it was like to be in this ordinary family car.
Ronan instinctively wanted to ask the staff team for help, but when he saw his aunt's figure lying on the steering wheel, the emotion revealed in her was so lonely and low. Is this something that an outsider's staff can solve?
He instinctively felt something was wrong. At this time, the group of friends also noticed the situation in the carriage. The noise subsided, but strangely, no one gave him any advice.
The silence on both sides made Ronan suddenly realize: Yes, how can family emotional problems be handled by outsiders?
He subconsciously cut off perspective sharing and closed the group chat, but this did not help improve his ability to solve problems, and his mind was still blank.
At this moment, his aunt suddenly called his name with a slight nasal accent: "My birthday is coming soon."
"Ah, me? I was in June..."
"I mean your father."
Ronan was stunned on the spot. Over the years, his aunt knew that he was seriously dissatisfied with that person and rarely brought it up, so much so that Ronan had no relevant reaction.
Should he be angry and furious? For a moment, Ronan's heart was indeed blocked by some negative emotion. However, the amount that really came to my head was much less than I imagined.
Ronan probably knew what was going on: because he found that the deeper he practiced, the more frequently he could see traces of that guy.
Even if one misses and admires the achievements of his mother, it is impossible to ignore the shadow that is present and absent all the time under the bright light.
What's more, there are also external neurons.
Ronan suddenly discovered that a considerable part of the negative emotions in his heart were directed at him.
He felt like a child. He was obviously full of resentment, and felt that all the justice and grievances were taken up. But when an adult brought him a candy, he couldn't help but eat it, and there was even a little bit of feeling in his heart. The secret joy!
Where is your backbone? Where is your justice? Was your anger for so long just a hypocritical gesture for a piece of candy?
"Ta!" Ronan hit his thigh hard with his fist, but he forgot that his hand strength was not what it used to be. When he punched it, the sound was not loud, and he felt that his bones were shaken.
Seeing his appearance, Luo Shuqing laughed, still nasally, but with a sense of revengeful pleasure. She finally turned her head, her eyes were slightly red, but her smile was pure and far away - that was probably because of her eyes. She was obviously looking at Ronan, but it was like looking at an old friend who was far away.
She didn't care about Ronan's mood and continued talking on her own: "It was probably this kind of weather. Well, it was snowing that day. Your three grandparents have already returned to the city and lived in the Blue Bay Community. By that time, he had already It’s a whole lot of trouble.”
Ronan wanted to say loudly, "Don't say anything about that guy's sesame seeds and rotten millet." But an invisible force sealed his mouth, and he was able to analyze the ingredients inside: both his guilt for his aunt and , and there is also some kind of impulse in my heart to break the can and smash it.
So, he just opened his mouth and no sound came out. In the well-sound-insulated carriage, there are only a few occasional
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