"Mommy … Mommy …"
Little friend Lin Nuo, who was waiting at the gate of Pater Castle, saw his mommy supporting his bastard of a father Feng Xinglang over. He immediately rushed forward and helped his mommy to support his father, who was covered in wounds.
This was what Xue Luo had requested.
Xue Luo was angry and tired.
"Nuo Nuo …"
Feng Xinglang's arms were hanging down. He did not have any strength left. He just wanted to hold his son in his arms.
"Nuo Nuo, your bastard father is still alive. Are you happy?"
Feng Xinglang asked humorously. His voice was hoarse. Perhaps he didn't want such a reunion between father and son to become tragic and tragic.
"Happy!"
The little fellow hugged his father Feng Xinglang's waist tightly and buried his little face in his father's abdomen.
"Let's go home!"
Feng Xinglang did not ask or question why Hetun did not stop him from leaving.
From the moment he left the sacrificial room, he did not look back. He just kept walking forward.
The eastern sky turned pale, and the sky turned light blue, very, very light.
On the horizon, where the water and the sky were connected, the color changed from pale green to pale yellow, and gradually from pale yellow to crimson, crimson, golden red. In the blink of an eye, a red cloud appeared on the horizon, slowly expanding its range and strengthening its brightness. Then, a golden light shone and a sun appeared!
Feng Xinglang's family of three was bathed in the morning light. They supported each other and walked towards the gate of Pater Castle.
After seeing Wei Kang, Xue Luo heaved a sigh of relief.
Before they left, Lin Nuo suddenly turned around and waved his little hand at the people in Pater Castle.
From the beginning to the end, Feng Xinglang did not look back.
Cong Gang did not show his face.
When Wei Kang handed the dying Feng Xinglang to Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang instinctively reached out to slap Cong Gang. However, he was too weak to do so.
"You bastard … Why did you come so late?" He asked weakly.
"You are not dead yet, are you?"
Cong Gang sneered. He then placed Feng Xinglang flat on the modified air cushion.
After Xue Luo got into the car, the little fellow was finally willing to be carried by Wei Kang.
After washing his hands, he caressed Feng Xinglang's body to check for specific injuries.
"Groan if it hurts." It was Cong Gang's hand.
"Ugh …" Cong Gang's hand had just touched one of Feng Xinglang's wounds when he groaned in pain.
The little fellow hurriedly rushed forward and used his pair of small hands to tightly grasp the hand that Cong Gang had used to hurt his biological father, Feng Xinglang.
"Who are you? Why are you hurting him? "The little guy asked in a very unfriendly manner.
"Feeling sorry for your father?"
Cong Gang smiled. This was not the first time he had seen the little fellow, but it was the first time the little fellow had seen him.
"I'm someone your father can entrust his life to."
This kind of explanation was enough to show the extent of his relationship with Feng Xinglang.
Not only did Feng Xinglang trust Cong Gang, even Lin Xueluo trusted Cong Gang. She knew that Feng Xinglang was safe and sound in Cong Gang's hands.
The tears on Lin Xueluo's face seemed to have not completely dried up. As the off-road vehicle started to move, she could not help but look back at the Pater Castle where she and her son Lin Nuo had lived for five years.
All of this could not be described with the word 'heartache'!
"Cong Gang … take care of them … I … I really can't take it anymore … I want to sleep for a while."
Feng Xinglang really wanted to fall into a deep sleep after overdrawing all of his physical strength and life force.
"If you dare to sleep, I'll throw your wife and child out of the car!"
Cong Gang's one hand was protecting Feng Xinglang's heart.
"B … b * tch!"
"You're about to die, and you still have the mood to scold me?"
Cong Gang's hand, from time to time, patted Feng Xinglang's carotid artery, not knowing if it was to prevent him from falling asleep or to prevent him from dying.
But Cong Gang's gaze, most of the time, fell on Lin Nuo. Because Lin Nuo was also looking at him.
"Worried that your biological father will die?" Cong Gang asked. With a smile on his face.
The little fellow pursed his lips, as if he felt that this uncle was really strange, different from the twelfth brother and the others.
"Don't worry, I'm here, your biological father won't die!" Cong Gang comforted the little fellow who wanted to say something.
"You're so powerful … why didn't you make a move earlier?"
The little fellow asked lightly, as if he was not too sure that Cong Gang was not easy to get along with. But the little fellow's intuition told him that Cong Gang should be a very dangerous person.
"Afraid that I can't beat your foster father!" Cong Gang replied humorously.
"Coward!" The little fellow muttered.
"Then are you on your foster father's side or your biological father's?" Cong Gang asked again.
The little fellow pursed his lips and did not say a word.
Watching Cong Gang skillfully insert the antibiotic into his biological father Feng Xinglang's body, and then apply the life-sustaining nutrient solution, the little fellow seemed to believe that Cong Gang was really the person that his biological father Feng Xinglang could entrust his life to.
Feng Xinglang, who was connected to the medicine, breathed steadily. He fell asleep heavily on one of Cong Gang's legs.
"You really can't beat my foster father?"
The little fellow seemed to be a little unwilling, so he asked again.
"Why, do you want me to beat your foster father?" Cong Gang did not answer but asked.
The little fellow was silent again. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Cong Gang was unfathomable, as if he could see through his little thoughts.
The little fellow who was locked in the children's room did not know what had happened in the past ten hours. He also did not understand why his foster father would be so merciful as to let his biological father Feng Xinglang go, and also let him and his biological mother go.
The little fellow thought: if there was a master who could beat my foster father to protect my biological father Feng Xinglang, then it couldn't be better!
*****
Until the moment they stepped into Shen Cheng, Xue Luo's heart still could not calm down.
The limousine that came to the airport to pick them up was now parked in front of the Feng family's residential area.
"Feng Xinglang is seriously injured. Based on his current condition, he will be unconscious for at least 48 hours. Are you going to take him away, or should I? Cong Gang asked. Then he added in a cold voice, "I don't like to be disturbed!"
Looking at her son Lin Nuo who was sleeping in her arms, Lin Xue Luo smiled bitterly. "I only need my son Nuonuo."
Without waiting for Cong Gang to ask her to leave, Xue Luo took the initiative to carry her son Lin Nuo out of the limousine.
After watching Lin Xue Luo and her son enter the residential area, the limousine drove away.
But Xue Luo stopped.
She knew that the Feng family did not belong to her and her son.
She also knew that she had nothing to do with the Feng family. From the moment she handed Feng Xinglang over to Wei Kang, her mission as an idiot woman had been completed!
How could she throw herself and her child into the Feng family's fire pit again?
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