The two looked at each other, so embarrassed, with suspicious eyes on their faces.
You Shuang wondered why the system's medicine had such short effect. Didn't the system say it could be stronger?
It couldn't be some fake medicine.
Nothing can break a man's heart and dignity more than the present scene.
For a moment, both of them were too embarrassed to speak.
You Shuang could only say: "I want to drink coffee. Please pour me a cup."
"Okay." Qin Ping immediately turned around and left, with a look of disbelief on his face, and got You Shuang a cup of coffee.
But when he came out again, You Shuangren had already left, leaving a note saying that he had left beforehand.
Qin Ping was disappointed and relieved. In this case, it was the best way for You Shuang to leave, but it was still hard for Qin Ping to accept that You Shuang left him.
He even hates his own body, why is it like this, why?
Why is there something wrong with his body?
He's still so young, it's impossible.
So angry, so angry.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Qin Ping smashed everything he could in the house, leaving it a mess and unable to stop at all.
He was so violent in his heart that he wanted to destroy everything he could see.
The nanny who came back from sending her children to school:...
I'm really convinced. How long will it take to get rid of this?
Qin Ping sat slumped on the sofa, looking decadent, and said to the nanny: "Bring me a box of wine."
The nanny advised, "Sir, drinking alcohol in the morning is not good for your health."
"Body, what body? What's the use of my broken body?" Qin Ping was extremely irritable, "Take it as long as you want."
The nanny pouted, not knowing what he was making, it was really unreasonable.
The nanny was speechless. She tiptoed into the kitchen and brought out a box of wine. She said that every box of wine would be enough for one bottle.
Qin Ping regarded himself as a wine barrel and poured a bottle into his stomach. After a while, he was drunk by himself and then vomited.
The nanny looked really embarrassed, she was so tired.
Speechless.
Qin Ping lay on the sofa and fell asleep. When Nanzhi came home from school in the afternoon, seeing Qin Ping's appearance, he shook his head and sighed, why can't he cultivate his body calmly.
If it doesn’t work, it won’t work!
Neither can she. Does she seem anxious?
Nanzhi pinched her nose. There was an unpleasant stench. There were a lot less things in the house and it became a lot empty.
Qin Ping is becoming more and more hopeless by drinking and smashing things.
You don't have to pay to buy the stuff you smashed.
The nanny said to Nanzhi: "Sir has been sleeping all day. Do you want to send him to the hospital?"
After speaking, the nanny realized that she was talking to a four-year-old child. What does a four-year-old child know?
You can't make the decision either.
Nanzhi looked at his father who didn't know what was going on, then went over to check his breathing and said, "He's still alive. He's fine."
If you get drunk, you will die. Qin Ping should suffer a little. When you wake up, you will definitely have a splitting headache and it will hurt you to death.
nanny:……
After thinking about it, she decided to cook hangover soup for Qin Ping.
Qin Ping woke up, his head hurt like a sap. When he saw the child eating, he felt as if he was in another world. He took a breath and rubbed his brain.
Hasn't the child gone to school? Why hasn't he left yet?
Nanzhi: "Dad, you're awake. I've already finished school. You've been sleeping for a long time. Dad, you didn't come to pick me up from school."
Qin Ping had a terrible headache. He drank the soup that was handed to him. It was a little hot and he grinned. He felt so uncomfortable that he subconsciously wanted to throw the bowl.
Nanzhi immediately said: "There are not many bowls left at home."
Qin Ping paused, but still held back, and stirred the soup in the bowl around irritably with a spoon, causing the soup to splash on the table.
Nanzhi:……
What a child.
Nanzhi was very speechless and felt that Qin Ping couldn't bear it in his heart.
If she loses her fertility, well, it doesn't matter at all. At most, she is physically sick.
Even if you are sick, you have to assign various meanings to this disease. If you are sick, you are sick. It is very simple.
Nanzhi asked: "Dad, are you unhappy? Why are you drinking? The teacher said drinking is bad for your health."
Qin Ping was silent, drinking soup with a splitting headache. After a while, he said: "Lingling, do you think your Aunt Youshuang likes me?"
What do you call my Aunt Youshuang? I have nothing to do with Youshuang.
Nanzhi thought for a moment and said, "I guess you like it. If you don't like it, why come to you?"
"She just came..." Qin Ping looked at the child's clear eyes and couldn't explain. She couldn't tell that she came to him. In fact, it was between adults...
Once or twice, Qin Ping's heart couldn't bear it any longer. His body was like a waste.
Qin Ping was confused: "Should I love her?"
He was too confused to say such words to a child.
Nanzhi really wanted to say, is that love between you two? Is it called love when we meet and bite each other?
Nanzhi said: "Dad, love her, feel the love, feel the presence when you love her, love her with all your strength."
Since you love, then love.
But humans have a rather strange characteristic: the other way around.
The more you don't let me do something, the more I do it; the more you let me do something, the less I want to do it.
Nanzhi would not tell Qin Ping, Dad, you are not allowed to love her, otherwise he will become a stubborn child and insist on doing the opposite.
And there will be enough time for Qin Ping to think about what happened between them.
Qin Ping looked at Nanzhi in surprise, "Who taught you to say such things?"
Too mature, something a child can't say.
Nanzhi just said: "The teacher said, people can only do one thing, then do it well and work hard to do it well."
"Dad, if you like Aunt Youshuang, just try your best to like her." Nanzhi said calmly.
Loving someone violently to death suddenly made Qin Ping feel impulsive. He thought that he could love You Shuang violently, not from physical impulse or liking, but from the heart.
However, there was something wrong with his body and he couldn't give You Shuang everything he wanted.
Qin Ping couldn't even handle money.
Qin Ping said immediately: "Then do you think your Aunt You Shuang will like me if I don't have what she wants?"
Nanzhi was heartbroken, "How could it be? Why am I trying to catch you? I must be trying to catch something from you."
Because your health is not good, because you are old, and because you have a fat bottle?
Qin Ping:......
This child's words are sometimes nice and sometimes harsh. Can't he talk well?
Qin Ping rubbed his brows and leaned back in his chair. After drinking, his head hurt, but his heart was extremely clear and he could clearly understand something.
He took out his cell phone and called You Shuang. No one answered the first time, but Qin Ping didn't give up. He called You Shuang a second time and kept calling him endlessly until his face turned bad.
After finally getting through, Qin Ping heard the other person's suppressed and inexplicable breathing, which made Qin Ping's face look very ugly.
(End of chapter)
