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Chapter 52 His most important person is his sister (1)

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    In half a year in prison, she told him.

    She needs him.

    It's not that no one needs him.

    It is not that he is not expected by anyone.

    It is not that you can let yourself decide your own destiny.

    Without her, he would rather go to jail.

    Whether it is three years, six years, ten years, or even twenty years, he is willing.

    Because, he was the one who killed her sister, and he was the one who killed her sister incompetently

    She was six years old when she was a child, and her sister was nine years old.

    That day, in the afternoon, was wet after the rain, it was spring, the fourth day of the Spring Festival, that is, the fourth day of the lunar new year, it was also the day Su Xin left without saying goodbye today, and the day she rejected him today.

    Every house is brightly lit, and the house is filled with prosperous lanterns.

    It was he who stayed at his parents' house, and his parents and relatives talked briefly at home.

    Sometimes, he is very excited when it comes to capital turnover stocks and what trend is better to make money, but he doesn't like to hear it anyway.

    Not familiar with those distant relatives, I slipped into the room by myself, kicked football out of the house, and kicked all the way to the spacious park, full of greenery.

    He was so happy playing football alone when he was young.

    When he gradually realized that he couldn't kick anymore, he realized that the night was dark and the bright moon was hanging high.

    He stared blankly at the big moon cake for a long while, then froze his eyes, and muttered: "No one came to see me."

    After a while, he murmured loudly: "Even my sister didn't come to see me."

    In an instant, the anger in my heart rose, "Mom and Dad always forget me every time they talk about money with others."

    In order to vent the aggrieved anger in his heart, he kicked the ball at his feet vigorously.  There was a grinning "Ouch", followed by an ugly yell: "Who? Who dares to sneak attack me! Get out of here quickly, you suck the fuck, your wings have grown hard, haven't you?!"

    Although the six-year-old Xin Su was surrounded by kind and smiling faces, he also knew that at this time, this person was definitely not someone to mess with.

    So, he hid secretly in the tall grass.

    Taking advantage of Ye An's advantage, he let go of his restlessness a little.

    Unexpectedly, as soon as the front feet were put down, the back feet, the old man with thick arms pulled out his back collar, waved his hands, and slapped his face a few times.  The saliva covered his face.

    He struggled and screamed, "Let me go."

    "Stinky boy! How dare you push your nose and eyes up and make noise! ??It's going to kill you!!!"

    Saying that he really didn't want it, he pulled out a long, rough, wild, wild rope from his waist and threw it at him.

    His body is small and tender, how can he resist this powerful and powerful rope?

    Soon, he fell to the ground and rolled in pain.

    Seeing the pain of the person who bullies him is undoubtedly the thing that the enemy is most happy with.

    In the night, a few bright stars were buried in the deep night, and there was no light to be found.  Just like Xin Su at this time.

    The man was in the dark, like a demon from hell, whip after whip was thrown at him with precision.

    The blood flower is in full bloom, how many people pass by, how many people take a second look, and how many people show their bodhisattva heart.

    Xin Su didn't know if there was, but he kept rolling, rolling, and he wanted to roll to a place where there was no pain, but, no, he rolled for a long, long time, shouting "It hurts" a lot, but nothing happened.  , there is no room for him.

    That place can be very small, or it can be buried in the soil, but even the soil is useless, there is no pit, but the reflected moonlight is so white that it hurts so much that it hurts when he opens his eyes.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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