The Male Main's Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me

"Earth, does your leg hurt?"

Huo Chenhuan was stunned, his eyes suddenly turned red, just like a child who has been wronged outside and finally found a safe haven, showing all the fragility and sadness to the closest person.

"It hurts. It hurts

"Dad is also very painful, hand pain, foot pain, pain all over the body, but the most painful is Dad's heart. You are the child that parents love the most. You won't let your father suffer all the time, will you? "

Xiao Huo Chen Huan's face was as white as paper, and his tears flowed down uncontrollably.

He subconsciously wants to retreat, want to escape from the room, escape from the bed, this makes him strange to the extreme man.

His hands were out of control. He seemed to be bewitched. Trembling, his hands touched the transparent oxygen mask little by little. With the encouragement of his father, he moved the life-saving thing away from his face.

Huo's father, who had not been out of danger of internal organ bleeding, suddenly lost the oxygen mask of assisted breathing, and his breathing became faster and weaker.

In less than a minute, Huo felt as if he had lived a lifetime.

"Bang when..." a loud noise, outside the ward with a lot of things to visit Huo qihan and his wife, staring at him in horror.

As soon as Huo Chenhuan turned his head, he was shocked and frightened, as if he saw the eyes of some terrible monster.

With the great noise of the landing of the East and the west, everything seemed to pull down the curtain, and the boundless darkness instantly enveloped Huo Chenhuan's sight.

Huo Chenhuan, who has recovered some consciousness and knows that he may be dreaming, looks at the familiar darkness and unconsciously clenches his hands.

He knew very well what would happen after that, which was not even known to the psychiatrist.

All this will come to an abrupt end in a short time, because the end of the nightmare that has been repeated countless times is his father's pale face after pulling out the oxygen bottle and his mother's bloody face after a car accident.

What's more frightening is that his once favorite mother, after discovering her own existence, would turn around and ask him, why did she kill her father?

As the culprit, the father who bewitched him just silently guarded his mother's back and gave him a ferocious and twisted smile.

At this time, Huo would wake up from his sleep, then sit with his eyes open all night, and never fall asleep again.

This time, he learned his lesson and closed his eyes before they appeared.

However, the expected questioning and swearing did not appear. Instead, it was a hand, a warm hand familiar to Huo Chenhuan.

The hand fell on his head, gently stroked his hair, and instantly pulled Huo back to his childhood. The three of them went to the mountain villa for a holiday.

In the garden that my father had built, my mother would make him lie down, put his head on her lap, touch his head, and sing a melodious lullaby.

"Mom..." Huo Chenhuan finally failed to resist the temptation and opened his eyes.

To the eye is the gentle smile that women are familiar with: "child, it's hard."

Behind the woman is the bright and dazzling sunshine, sprinkled on her body, as if for her plated with a layer of soft aura, beautiful and elegant, let people intoxicated.

"Don't blame your father. Mom has taught him a lesson for you."

Then the woman turned her head and looked behind her.

Huo Chenhuan followed her eyes and saw their father not far away.