Little He Zhi turned his head and looked at his mother with his big eyes. He pouted his little mouth aggrievedly, but he did not cry out loud.
Qin Meng lowered her head and quickly kissed Little He Zhi on the forehead. She muttered softly," Baby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I'll fold it for you again later."”
The door of the study was opened, and the demon came out.
The mother and son sitting on the shabby sofa cowered at the same time.
Little He Zhi only glanced at his father before he subconsciously burrowed into his mother's arms. His two small hands tightly grabbed the clothes in front of his mother.
Qin Meng was also prepared to be beaten. She turned around and protected the child in her arms, leaving her back to He Hua Cheng.
Xiao Shuai only glanced at the mother and son who were shivering, then turned around and walked into the room.
Qin Meng thought that he probably didn't want to hit her with his hands today.
He was probably looking for the clothes rack or the wooden stick that was on the top of the wardrobe in the room and was about to break.
Xiao Shuai originally wanted to ask Qin Meng to help him find a change of clothes to break the silence.
However, when he came out and saw the mother and son cowering in fear, he could not say the words that were in his throat.
He could only go to the closet in the room to look for it according to the memories of the original body.
His clothes seemed to have been soaked in a wine jar for three days and three nights. The wind that had blown for half a night could only disperse some of the smell. He really could not stand it.
He Hua Cheng's wardrobe was an old three-door cabinet with sliding doors. When the door was opened, it made a creaking sound that made one's teeth ache.
He Hua Cheng only had a few sets of clothes. Some of them were bought by him and Qin Meng when they were in a relationship and when he didn't hit Qin Meng and took care of her.
His clothes were hanging on the hanger, and his pants were folded neatly.
Xiao Shuai picked out a short-sleeved shirt and a pair of trousers and walked out.
When Qin Meng heard footsteps, she was so scared that she hugged the child tightly. She had heard the sound of the wardrobe opening just now.
Therefore, He Hua Cheng took a hanger this time.
Before the clothes rack hit her, she seemed to have already felt pain in her back, but it also seemed to have disappeared.
She was in a daze for a moment before the man's footsteps went further away.
Qin Meng subconsciously turned her head and saw He Hua Cheng entering the bathroom and closing the door behind him.
Immediately after, the sound of running water and the sound of clothes being taken off came from the bathroom.
He Hua Cheng woke up early in the morning. He didn't get angry, hit anyone, or eat breakfast. He went to take a shower.
It seemed that he had not hit her since he came back last night.
Things were so abnormal that it felt surreal.
The feeling of knowing that the knife was hanging above his head but not falling for a long time was torturous and flustered.
Xiao Shuai took a simple shower and rubbed the soap. He finally washed off the strong smell of alcohol. After taking a shower, he also washed his clothes.
Halfway through the shower, she recalled that He Hua Cheng didn't know how to wash clothes in the past. Would he scare people?
But he wasn't a soul anymore, so why would he be afraid of scaring people?
Whether He Hua Cheng knew how to wash clothes or not had nothing to do with him. Anyway, he was not He Hua Cheng.
Xiao Shuai quickly washed his clothes and came out of the bathroom with a hanger while drying his hair.
Qin Meng and her son were still sitting on the sofa. When they saw the hanger in his hand, they said,
Qin Meng immediately carried the child and turned around, making Xiao Shuai's words stuck in his throat again.
He paused for a moment and said in a hoarse voice," Is there anything to eat in the kitchen?”
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