MTL - My Underachieving Seatmate Doesn’t Need Any Comforting-Chapter 102

For more than a few months in a row, there was only one line in the diary.

There is only one person left in the heirloom diary of three people, and this person who insists on writing down can only write these few words-to this day, if you look at this stroke, you can feel her pain. Palpitations.

He Shen didn't know how to comfort Qiao Shao.

He has never experienced the warmth of a normal family, and it is difficult to imagine how happy Qiao Shao's previous family was. He never lost it if he never got it, but he lost it forever. How painful it is cannot be described in any words.

Qiao Shao cried fiercely, out of breath, as if to release all the pain that had been in his heart for five years.

When he first returned home, he did not shed a tear. He could not cry for two years after receiving treatment. After his mother died, he cried silently and then forgot everything.

Now he remembered it little by little, and the tears that had been suppressed for a long time broke through the puppet of his heart, all pouring out.

He Shen was so distressed that he didn't know what to do. He hugged him, comforted him, and his fine kisses fell on the top of his hair, his eyebrows, and his wet cheeks.

Qiao Shao was just crying, just like a newborn child, crying utterly.

I don't know how long it took until Qiao Shao's throat was crying slowly.

He Shen looked at him and said, "She won't want to see you so sad."

Qiao Shao's eyes were wet again, but he wasn't running away. He wiped his eyes hard and said, "Can you help me?"

He Shen was surprised.

Qiao Shao shook his hands fiercely, staring at the diary and saying, "You help me turn, I want to finish reading."

This was a year he couldn't face from beginning to end. He forgot what he had experienced and refused to think about what she had experienced.

And now everything was before him, he wanted to see.

Look at yourself and look at her.

He Shen's five internal organs and six concubines all ached: "Why not wait ..."

Qiao Shao shook his head: "Now, I must, I must watch."

He Shen paused and said, "OK."

He reached out his fingers as if touching a hot soldering iron, flipping through the diary with tears from a desperate mother.

Three months later, the contents of the diary gradually increased.

Although she still had only her own handwriting, she wrote a full sheet of paper. She recorded the incident at home little by little, and said everything she saw in a calm tone of the narrator.

It's not like a diary, it's more like a long letter after letter, written to her son who doesn't know where.

Qiao Shao looked at it without a word. At this moment, he seemed to be back at home, as if by her side, as if he had never left.

An indescribable force filled his chest, and he felt a gentle hand behind him to gently push him, pushing him from endless darkness into the dazzling light.

With warmth all over the body, Qiao Shao turned his head and saw his mother's gentle smile.

Qiao Shao looked at him without blinking and choked, "I'm sorry."

He remembered, everything was remembered.

He Shen almost broke the sound: "Qiao Shao!"

Hiding behind the door, Qiao Zongmin strode in and hugged the unconscious Qiao Shao.

He Shen anxiously said, "Uncle, Qiao Shao ..."

Qiao Zongmin's eyes were flushed and his voice was low. "I have called a doctor."

He Shen breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't care much about it, striding up.

The doctor examined Qiao Shao's body and said, "It's not a big problem, it's just too tired and you need to take a good rest."

The two men in the room were relieved.

Qiao Shao was in a coma. Qiao Zongmin and He Shen didn't say a word. They stayed beside the bed for one night.

Qiao Shao had a dream, a real dream.

The weather was very good that day. It was about April or May. He followed his parents to the Shenhai Building. He was bored in the building and ran out.

In a shadow he saw a gentle-eyed woman.

He asked her, "What are you looking for?"

The woman's eyes brightened when she saw him, her voice was soft and gentle: "Child, auntie's eyes are not good, can you help me lead the way."

Xiao Qiaoyi looked up at her. The woman's linen-colored hair fluffed loosely behind her ears, a little like his mother. For this reason Qiao Yi liked her very much. He said, "Okay, is it going to take you home?" ? "

The woman whispered, "My home is very close. Would you take me back?"

Xiao Qiaoyi immediately said, "Well, no problem!"

The woman reached out her hand and trembled with her fingertips: "Can you hold my hand?"

Xiao Qiaoyi held her hand generously, "Rest assured, I will be able to take you home."

"Thank you," the woman said gratefully. "Thank you for your goodness."

Then a weird aroma blew towards Xiao Qiaoyi, and he fainted.

Qiao Shao awoke from cold sweat, and He Shen was by the bed: "Are you okay?"

Qiao Shao shouted, "Dad ..."

Qiao Zongmin said: "I'm here!"

Qiao Shao looked up at him, his pupils trembled, and said, "I remember ..." He all remembered.

That year Qiao Shao stayed in Guangxia District, only 500 meters away from Shenhai Building.

The woman locked him in an abandoned underground parking lot and spent a full year with him.

It was a room with only one incandescent lamp. There was nothing but the simplest furniture. The woman coaxed him softly at first. After Qiao Shao's fierce resistance, she put him on his feet Handcuffs, completely imprisoned in that room.

The room was extremely quiet, there was no outside voice, only the voice of a never-ending woman.

She told him: "Little treasure, I'm your mother."

She kept telling him, "Mom has been looking for you."

"Mom finally found you," she told him in a nearly brainwashing voice.

One day, two days, three days ... she only needs two people's lives with extremely simple food.

Qiao Shao struggled, worked hard, and tried to escape, but she couldn't stay away from him, and even stared at him tightly during sleep, for fear of blinking, he lost it.

This life lasted a whole year, because women never walked out of the house, so there was no clue at all.

The world is big and the world is small.

Such a square land has become a mysterious place that no one can find because it has completely cut off its contact with the outside world.

One year later, the food and water prepared by the woman were exhausted. She was starved to death. She refused to leave Qiao Shao in the end. She gave Qiao Shao all the food until she died.

Qiao Shao walked out of the basement, and returned to the Deep Sea Building with the desire for survival and the final instinct.

He then met his mother.

When Yang Yun hugged him vigorously and said the phrase "Mom finally found you", Qiao Shao's spirit completely collapsed. He struggled like crazy to see a ghost, and left from his mother's arms, never allowing her to take a step closer. .

Until the mother died of illness ...

After two years of treatment, Qiao Shao barely got rid of the nightmare, but lost his beloved mother forever. Under the heavy damage and deep self-blame, he forgot everything.

Whether it was pain or happiness, or nightmares or sweet dreams, he had forgotten it all.

After talking all this, Qiao Shao looked at his father, his eyes were red and swollen: "I'm sorry ..."

Qiao Zongmin held his son in his arms, and the same depressed years of emotions rushed out: "She loves you until the last moment of her life, she is also concerned about you."

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