1797 Chapter 1797 Did not indulge the cost of his sorrow
"Mom, is your father really in seclusion?" Shen Nianmo finally asked what he had been asking again?
"……Um."
The laughter that forced her to make is like a balloon, and her son's casual words were like a needle to her, and there was danger of breaking with a slight stab.
The pain seemed to spread anytime and anywhere, and it would flood her entire body...
She struggled and smiled, and stood up: "Let's go, Nian Mo, let your mother see how your homework is!"
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Missing is like wild grass, and if it is a little stimulating, it will flood into disasters.
It makes people want to relieve their worries after being drunk, and want to use crazy sleep to numb yourself and deceive yourself.
But she couldn't do this for Ning Xuemo because she had a son and she didn't have the capital to indulge her sadness.
She kept all the pain in her heart, and she tried to keep herself busy and numb herself with her busyness.
But when she gets free, she will be tranced and will be tranced for a long time. At this moment, she is looking at the bookshelf of the bookshelf.
Almost all these books were written by Shen Jiuli himself. If you open one, you will find his free and easy handwriting.
They have new and old, and the new ones are obviously prepared for the divine mind, because the contents are completely directed at his physical traits.
As for the old ones, they were arranged neatly, including Buddhist scriptures, poison scriptures, medical scriptures... all kinds of things, and they were all over the place.
If a person lives too long and his skill is too high, it will be a bit boring. Therefore, what Shen Jiuli learned is very complicated and his interests often change. When he learns a skill to the peak, he will write a summary and throw it aside. These books are summarized by him.
Shen Nianmo was memorizing the letter, and Ning Xuemo sat here and looked around casually.
With her current mentality, she can't stand anything, but it's good to be able to see his handwriting here.
She remembered that when she was watching "You from the Stars", after the male protagonist left, the female protagonist was crazy about missing her and tried her best to find those who knew the male protagonist, and asked them to tell them about the male protagonist, listened over and over again, and cried over and over again...
She felt very puzzled when she saw it. She had left. Is it useful to listen to those trivial matters?
Now she finally understood that mood.
She actually wanted to listen to the story of Shen Jiuli from others.
Just like just now, she talked indirectly, talking about the things he had with his father...
It's not enough to listen to it once, I want to listen to it again...
She could laugh out loud even if it was not funny, and tears almost burst out when she laughed.
It's like hysteria!
It was not until Shen Nianmo was almost suspicious that she forced herself to stop and pretended to be fine and sat next to the bookshelf and read the books written by Shen Jiuli.
The sun was just right outside, and the bright light shone into the house, casting a silhouette on the indoor people.
Such a sunny afternoon, such a bright sunshine, if he was still there...
My heart hurts like a torn!
She held the book in her hand tightly, bent down slightly, and waited for the pain to pass.
I accidentally caught a glimpse of a book in a corner of the bookcase with a slightly special look, and it seems to be often taken down to read.
What kind of book will be often taken down by God Jiuli to read?
She walked over curiously, raised her hand and went to get the book. It felt something was wrong when she took it. This was not a book, it was a mechanism!
Chapter completed!