Chapter 287 Love will push people into the abyss
Feng Mu shrugged his shoulders, leaned down to Feng Ju's ear, and said quietly with only a weak voice that the two of them could hear:
"My dear father, you look down on me, so don't set your sights on me in the future. This is my most kind advice to you from the bottom of my heart as your son.
If you have the time, you might as well pay more attention to my dear sister. She is different from me. She cannot lack your care in her growth, haha——"
Feng Ju's face became darker and darker, and he stared at Feng Mu as if his eyes were on fire:
"Yu Huai, what's wrong with Yu Huai? What did you do to your sister?"
At this moment, Feng Mu burst into a smile as dazzling as the sun. The smile was so sincere and without a trace of hypocrisy. He said:
"What can I do to Yuhuai?
She is my most beloved sister. I regard her as a unique treasure in this world. What can I do to her? I just don’t want her to make the same mistakes as me.
But my dear father, as Yu Huai’s brother, I have to remind you not to always place too high hopes on her.
She is now as old as a flower, and her mind is as weak as a flower. If you place excessive expectations on her, she may be crushed. ”
Feng Mu paused for a moment. He straightened up and gently touched the beating heart on his chest. His voice was calm and philosophical:
"Not loving will kill a person, just like a flower without rain will wither and wither. But love that is too suffocating will also push a person into the abyss of despair, just like being buried in the mud by a heavy rain. The flower of decay..."
At this moment, Feng Mu was sincerely reminding Feng Ju that he was too kind and always willing to give others a chance to correct their mistakes and reform.
Even if it is Feng Ju, he is willing to treat everyone equally, just as repaying the other party for extraditing him to this world.
After all, in the final analysis, if he could use his corpse to return to this world, half of Feng Ju's merit must be included in the merit medal.
When he first arrived, Feng Mu felt that the world was too dark and even breathing was painful, but it was different now.
His eyes began to gradually discover the light and color in the darkness;
His nose began to gradually breathe in the freedom and sweetness that filled the air;
His mouth gradually began to taste the nutrients and juiciness contained in the food;
Feng Mu began to feel the unique and original beauty of this world that was very different from his previous life.
So,
Feng Mu was sincerely persuading the man named "father" in front of him at this moment, hoping that he would listen carefully and think about his kind words as his "son".
In this way, seize this last chance to save yourself and save your daughter... it may still be too late!
Otherwise, when a middle-aged man loses his son first and then his daughter, and the murderer is himself, it would be a human horror movie.
It was so terrifying that Feng Mu couldn't sleep for several nights after watching it.
Feng Ju's face was ferocious, and he stared at Feng Mu as if his pupils were on fire, saying decisively:
"My stupid son, what nonsense are you talking about? Yuhuai will make the same mistake as you did. Do you know what you are talking about?
Your sister is different from you. She is so smart and filial, and she is so hard-working and progressive. She never bothers me. Yuhuai and you are really different in every way.
Your sister will reach heights you will never reach! ! ”
Feng Ju paused, let out a deep breath, and sneered:
"However, you are right. I should focus all my attention on Yu Huai, and not stare at you, the traitor."
Feng Ju gritted his teeth and finished speaking, as if he didn't want to hear another word from Feng Mu's mouth. He snorted coldly and turned away.
Dong Pingping and other team members who were waiting on the spot watched Feng Ju come back with a cold face, and everyone had a look of confusion on their faces.
They were far apart, so they couldn't hear the intimate conversation between father and son. They only saw Feng Ju put his hand on his son's shoulder affectionately, and then he was gently pulled by his son. The father and son hugged each other gently, as if Said something quietly. Feng Ju could probably guess what the team members were thinking from the changes in their faces.
When the team members were planning to ask him for "parenting tips" just now, he was very angry. But if these team members don't come to ask him for advice later, his anger will be doubled.
Feng Ju took a deep breath, adjusted his expression, then turned to face everyone, and explained seriously:
"The older my son is, the less effective he is. I just gave him a hard lesson. I warned him that he must reflect deeply, learn more from his sister, and make me less angry."
When Dong Ping and other team members heard this, they immediately understood the reason. Their eyes looked at Feng Ju with growing admiration,
They all thought in unison:
“Team Feng’s tutor is really strict.
By the way, I heard that Captain Feng’s daughter is studying in No. 8 Middle School where [Mask] is hiding. During this mission, if you have the opportunity, you must quietly observe how outstanding Captain Feng’s daughter is so that you can go back Teach your own children..."
Feng Ju looked around at the team members, turned around and led the team away from the side door of the hospital. Their destination was clearly No. 8 Middle School.
Feng Mu watched Feng Ju's leaving figure, not knowing whether the other party listened to his words.
But what he said was so clear. If Feng Ju was still indifferent, then if something unspeakable happened again in the future, neither Feng Ju nor Feng Yuhuai would have any reason to blame themselves.
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The future will witness whether it is better to be a father or a brother!
Feng Mu turned to Qian Huan and showed an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry for making the warden laugh. My father is really, ugh..."
Qian Huan smiled and said with understanding and relief:
"The relationship between father and son is like this. Maybe after a few days, your father will calm down and stop blaming you."
Feng Mu sighed with compassion and said in a pitiful tone:
"I don't care if he blames me or not. I just hope he can listen to what I say, lest he regret it too late in the future."
Qian Huan pondered for a moment, then suggested:
"Let's do this. I'll give you a leave. Now you go and talk to your father?"
Feng Mu shook his head, put all his personal matters behind, and said seriously:
"Thank you warden for your kindness, but it is working time now. I can still understand this. Let's go back to the second prison as soon as possible."
Qian Huan expressed his approval of Feng Mu's dedicated attitude. He opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something more, but at this moment, he was interrupted by a rapid ringtone of an incoming phone call.
The vibrating cell phone in Feng Mu's trouser pocket also had incoming calls and was buzzing and vibrating.
Feng Mu did not answer the phone, but narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qian Huan.
Qian Huan quickly picked up the phone and put his ear close to the receiver. The smile on his face disappeared instantly, and his whole body seemed to be frozen in place.
After about two seconds, Qian Huan swallowed with difficulty and raised the tone of the microphone several degrees:
"Wait a minute, say it again. I didn't hear you clearly. What happened to the prison? How many people died?"
(End of chapter)