The night is slowly passing. The new day has started again, but this night is the longest and most difficult night that Luo Wenjie feels.

From last night until now, he has been sitting alone, looking up at the sky. However, he is not looking at the stars in the sky, but is constantly thinking about his future path.

When the dawn came, Luo Wenjie's head slowly lowered. But his hands placed on the round table were tightly clenched into fists. Although his fists were very small, under the first ray of sunlight, his fists seemed extremely huge at this moment.

At this moment, he finally made up his mind.

After a night of confusion, he finally firmly decided on a life path that he thought was correct. Since God allowed a person to come to this world, he would not be born a waste. It mainly depends on how you find your own life path and how you view the difficulties in front of you. Slowly, his fists were released again, and the person slowly stood up at this moment.

He didn't want his parents to worry about him anymore, because he knew that since he came out of the room and sat down at this round table, his parents had been looking at him through the window in the room all night.

Although he did not turn his head and kept looking at the sky, he could clearly see that his parents stood with him for a night. At this moment, Luo Wenjie's eyes were a little confused, and he had the urge to cry.

When Luo Wenjie stood up completely, he suddenly felt a wave of dizziness coming, and it became more and more serious. He wanted to suppress the dizziness and did not want to worry about his parents anymore, but he was still a ten-year-old child after all, and he sat up like this for another night. At this time, he was already powerless about the dizziness, and then his legs became weak and he fainted on the round table.

"Jie'er, Jie'er, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Luo Wenjie suddenly fainting on the table, Huang Xiangmei ran towards Luo Wenjie in panic. Luo Qingpeng was also startled and rushed towards Luo Wenjie at a faster speed.

At this time when he was confused, Luo Wenjie seemed to feel the worries of his father and mother. He found that he was being carried into the room and placed on the bed.

"Brother Peng, what's going on? Why did Jie'er suddenly faint?" Looking at Luo Wenjie, whose breathing was gradually calming on the bed, Huang Xiangmei turned to look at Luo Qingpeng and asked nervously.

Luo Qingpeng was also a little worried at this time, but he was not worried about his son's fainting, but was worried that Luo Wenjie could not overcome the hurdle in his heart.

He shook his head helplessly and said, "Don't worry, Jie'er is not seriously injured. He was too tired after sitting all night, and yesterday's incident hit him a lot, so he felt a little haggard, so he suddenly fainted when he stood up."

After hearing Luo Qingpeng's words, Huang Xiangmei felt a little relieved. But when she thought of her son's physique, she was also a little worried, afraid that her son would not be able to figure out the knot.

After looking at Luo Wenjie for a while, Huang Xiangmei turned to Luo Qingpeng again and asked, "Brother Peng, is there really no way to do it? I'm afraid that Jie'er will be because of this hurdle..."

Before Huang Xiangmei finished speaking, she was interrupted by Luo Qingpeng. He said in a deep voice: "Stop talking, would I let my son suffer if there is a way? This matter can only be up to him. My Luo Qingpeng's son is not so fragile."

After Luo Qingpeng finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the room. It was not because he was cruel, but because he had no choice. He looked at his son in pain, but he was powerless, and his heart was also tingling. But he could only stay in his heart and could not say it out. This was not only because he was a man, but also because he was a father.

In a daze, Luo Wenjie didn't know how long he had slept, but he felt comfortable sleeping anyway. He also had a very beautiful dream, dreaming that after his own efforts, he finally became a "star warrior". When this beautiful dream was about to continue to develop, he was awakened by a cry.

When Luo Wenjie opened his eyes, he saw his mother. At this moment, his mother was sitting by the bed, lowering her head and sobbing softly. At this moment, Luo Wenjie's heart started to feel cramped again.

Luo Wenjie stretched out his little hand, touched his mother gently and shouted, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

After being awakened by Luo Wenjie's voice, Huang Xiangmei quickly reached out to wipe her tears, and a smile appeared on her face and asked, "Jie'er, are you awake? You're scared to death. You can't sit like this for another night next time."

After hearing what his mother said, a warm current flowed through Luo Wenjie's heart. He smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry, I won't worry you like this again in the future."

"Guru"

"Guru"

When Huang Xiangmei was about to speak again, she heard a rumbling sound from Luo Wenjie's stomach. Luo Wenjie also heard the protest from his stomach. He scratched his head with his left hand and looked at Huang Xiangmei with an awkward face and asked, "Mom, I seem to be a little hungry. Is there anything to eat?"

Huang Xiangmei looked at her son's awkward face and felt much better. She smiled and said, "Yes, wait a moment, I'll get it for you." After that, she hurried out of the room.

Looking at his mother's back, Luo Wenjie felt warm in his heart. This is home and this is maternal love.

After his mother left, Luo Wenjie looked at the sun outside. Although he didn't know how long he had been in a coma, he could guess that it was the afternoon.

After a while, Huang Xiangmei brought a bowl of meat porridge. After taking the meat porridge, Luo Wenjie began to swallow it. He hadn't eaten for almost a day and was indeed very hungry.

Huang Xiangmei looked at her son's eating look and her face was filled with a smile. She often took a handkerchief to help Luo Wenjie wipe the rice grains at the corner of her mouth.

Luo Wenjie ate four bowls in a row and felt uncomfortable with his stomach, so he gave up. If his mother hadn't watched from the side, he might have to force himself to continue eating.

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"Jie'er, it's time to eat." Luo Wenjie was walking in the courtyard, and his mother stood at the door and shouted at him.

It has been more than two hours since Luo Wenjie woke up, and the sky is a little dark. Because it is summer, it is darker late.

Luo Wenjie responded and walked into the lobby. When he arrived at the table, his parents and sister had already sat down, waiting for him alone, and his mother had already served him a meal.

"Brother, eat this, this is delicious." As soon as Luo Wenjie sat down, his sister Luo Mengping picked up a piece of bean candy for him.

Seeing her sister eating with relish, Luo Wenjie smiled and picked up a piece of bean candy for her and said, "Ping'er is so good. If you like it, eat more."

Looking at the children, Luo Qingpeng and his wife had smiles on their faces, but when they thought of their son's weak physique, they felt a little disappointed.

With a sister present, the family was having a meal in a happy mood. Although Luo Qingpeng and his wife smiled, Luo Wenjie could see a little sadness in their eyes. Huang Xiangmei wanted to speak several times while eating, but Luo Qingpeng stopped her with her eyes.

Luo Wenjie quickly finished eating, put the bowls and chopsticks on the table and said, "Dad, mom, I'm done."

Huang Xiangmei was very happy to see her son eating, so she felt relieved. She smiled and said, "Well, after eating, let's go to the yard to sit!"

After hearing what his mother said, Luo Wenjie did not leave. Her sister Luo Mengping had already finished her favorite bean candy before he finished eating, and then went out to play with her "friend". Her sister is only seven years old now and is still an age of inaccurateness, so she is carefree all day long.

Luo Wenjie looked up at his parents, and a serious expression appeared on his tender face and said, "Dad, mom, I have something to say to you."

Looking at his son's immature and serious expression, Luo Qingpeng and his wife thought to themselves that they were not good. They originally watched their son become as happy as before, and thought that their son had forgotten what happened yesterday. But now it seems that the son not only did not forget, but might even become more serious!

Before Luo Qingpeng and his wife could speak, Luo Wenjie continued, "Dad, mother, son has thought about it. Although my physique cannot cultivate star power, I decided to practice external skills with all my strength in the future. Although my body is relatively weak, I believe I will definitely be able to become an external skill master."

When Luo Wenjie said this, he kept looking at Luo Qingpeng and his wife with his eyes. There was a tender and perseverance on his face.

Luo Qingpeng and his wife were suddenly confused by Luo Wenjie. After Luo Wenjie finished speaking, they had not come back to their senses. They thought their son would hold on to the matter of cultivating star power, but they did not expect that their son actually wanted to practice external skills.

Luo Qingpeng came to his senses first, looked at his son's tender face, and said, "Jie'er, why bother to keep trying to keep practicing! Not only can you not practice star power, but also because of the meridians of your body, it is not easy to achieve external skills!"

Luo Qingpeng knew clearly that many people with good talent who practiced external skills did not achieve much in practicing external skills. What's more, Luo Wenjie, a person with problems with meridians.

"Jie'er, your father is right. Just study with peace of mind! Reading is also a way out!" Huang Xiangmei also persuaded her. She also knew that practicing external skills was very hard, not to mention that her son's body was weak.

"Dad, mom, no matter how my health is. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will not give up. I will definitely become a strong man like my father." Luo Wenjie insisted on his decision just as he didn't hear Luo Qingpeng and Huang Xiangmei's words.

Luo Qingpeng wanted to persuade again, but when he saw his son's expression, he finally said something to his mouth. He shook his head helplessly, and his eyes signaled Huang Xiangmei who wanted to speak again.

He saw his son's determination and knew about his son's personality. Although he was very young, it was difficult to change once he decided.
Chapter completed!