This is Lu Yiming's favorite game when he was a child.
When you catch a moth, you take its wings off, then its antennae off.
Piece by piece.
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Late at night.
The Old House of the Fang family was enveloped in darkness.
In the first half of the night, the moon was bright. In the second half of the night, the temperature in the air began to drop. Dark clouds came from all directions and swallowed up the bright moon.
There's a storm coming.
Jiang Xueqian stood in front of the closed door of Fang Shaoan's room, harshly rebuking the servant who went out to catch Zuo Xiaoran but returned empty-handed.
"What are you doing? You can't even catch a little girl? ! " Jiang Xueqian was a little flustered. Her son had not eaten a single grain of rice since last night and had not touched a single drop of water!
No matter how much she tried to persuade him, it was useless. Her son simply ignored her. She was thinking of waiting for the little girl to come over and give him a few words of advice. Perhaps he would be obedient.
Who knew that after waiting for an entire day, this group of people would come back and tell her that they could not find her?
What a joke!
"Madam, I went to the address you gave me, but I did not see her even after squatting for an entire night. There was no light in her house, and I don't know where she went, " The servant expressed her innocence.
He did everything according to Madam's instructions. How could he be blamed if he didn't meet anyone?
"What about in the afternoon? Didn't you say she was at the mall? " Jiang Xueqian asked again.
"She was wandering around the mall in the afternoon. There were too many people, so I lost her... "
"IDIOT! Don't you know to wait for her at the mall entrance? Are you a pig? " Jiang Xueqian scolded angrily.
The Butler came over with the food. When he saw the situation, he gave the servant a look and told him to leave first.
Then he said to Jiang Xueqian, "Madam, the food is ready. You'd better go in and persuade young master. "
Jiang Xueqian rubbed her temples in anger. Only then did she remember that her precious son had refused to eat until now. She could only turn around and walk into her son's room.
A room full of bodyguards was guarding Fang Shaoan, who was still lying on the bed.
He was still in the same position as when Jiang Xueqian came in last night. He had hardly changed.
His eyes were still empty, as if he was no longer interested in this world.
No matter what, this was a piece of meat that had fallen from Jiang Xueqian's body. She felt bad seeing him like this.
She sighed lightly and personally took the food from the housekeeper. She placed it on the bedside table and personally picked up the food. She brought it to Fang Shaoan's mouth and coaxed him "Son, you should at least have a bite... this is something that mom personally made for you, it's your favorite. Look, mom's hand is burned. "
As she said this, she brought a patch of scarlet on the back of her hand to Fang Shaoan's eyes.
However, Fang Shaoan still maintained the same posture as before, not even turning his eyes.
The wound on his back no longer had the burning burning sensation from last night.
The medicine was cooling and seemed to be able to stop the pain.
Up until now, it would only sting from time to time.
It was only at this moment that Fang Shaoan suddenly realized.
No matter how piercing the pain was, there was a time limit.
As the pain continued to hurt, it would not hurt anymore.
Last night was the most difficult time. He did not even make a sound.
So he could also be so strong.
Jiang Xueqian said a lot more. The dishes that she brought over were already cold, but Fang Shaoan was still unmoved.
Jiang Xueqian saw him like this and could only continue to wipe her tears. "If you're not happy, you can beat and scold everyone in this room. Why do you have to make things difficult for yourself, my little ancestor? "!