Wu Zijun acted as if he hadn't heard it, and the hoarse sobbing continued.
Zhan Wuyou cleared the noise, and greeted again, "Hi?"
As he spoke, he slowly approached her.
Wu Zijun was in tears, and saw a young man in the mirror.
The mournful cries suddenly stopped.
She was like a cute and harmless little animal that saw a natural enemy, and her whole body collapsed. The whole person turned around quickly and shouted, "Who are you!"
Zhan Wuyou raised his hands and gave her a comforting smile, "Hi, first time meeting."
Wu Zijun's thick eyelashes blinked, and the tears that filled half of his eyes slid down the tear stains on his cheeks.
She seemed to recognize Zhan Wuyou, and her mood suddenly changed.
"Worry-free, worry-free." She got up from the chair on the dressing table, took two quick steps, and rushed towards her like a moth to a flame.
Worried that she would fall, Zhan Wuyou hurriedly reached out his hand.
Wu Zijun rushed forward with all his strength and hugged Zhan Wuyou tightly.
The hoarse and gentle female voice was trembling with tears, "You're not dead. You're not dead!"
·
The woman in the arms is really thin.
When Zhan Wuyou stretched out his hand to gently embrace him, he could only touch a handful of bones.
She is so light, so thin, it is hard to imagine how she has been imprisoned for so many years.
Zhan Wuyou originally thought that when he saw Wu Zijun, there would be too many emotional ups and downs. After all, he had no impression of Wu Zijun.
But when he really embraced this thin woman, listening to her sobbing, and feeling the hot tears falling on his shoulders, he actually felt that the corners of his eyes were getting more and more sore, and his chest was also faintly stuffy.
He heard himself call out softly, "Mom."
"Baby, mommy's baby, mommy's worry-free." Wu Zijun rubbed his hands on his back, and said joyfully, "This, here, it's good. It's good. It's good that you didn't die. Yes. Great! Mom won't let them bully you again, no, never again."
Crying and crying, her voice suddenly sank, "Mom will avenge you!"
"Mom won't let those who hurt you go unpunished! Soon, it's almost here, they are going to die soon, and they will come down to accompany you soon."
·
Zhan Wuyou's full of emotion was washed away by her weird and fierce words.
Wu Zijun's mental state is obviously not right.
Zhan Wuyou patted her on the back soothingly, and said softly, "Do you know me?"
"Mom knows it, knows it." Wu Zijun suddenly came back to his senses, and hugged Zhan Wuyou tightly, looking like he wanted to hide him in his body. "It's the mother's fault. It's the mother's uselessness that caused the baby to suffer so much. But it won't happen, they have no ability to hurt the baby anymore."
Zhan Wuyou patted her on the back, again and again, gently and comfortingly.
Her sanity is obviously not clear, perhaps the electric shock has caused irreversible damage to her brain, or it is possible that the long-term imprisonment has made her mentally disturbed.
In any case, she is in a very bad state now.
·
Yan Qing stood outside the house smoking a cigar.
The sound insulation in the room is good, but the windows were specially opened for ventilation.
At this moment, the woman's mournful weeping intermittently floated into his ears from the window.
Mixed with the low sobs, there was Wuyou's soft comfort.
Dr. Jiang prescribed a pack of medical bandages for the brother who offended Mr. Yan and his wife. The way to use it is to wrap more around the mouth during work in the future, so as to avoid 100% trouble from the mouth out.
After setting up that poor brother, he tidied up and came outside the small courtyard where Wu Zijun was placed.
"Yan Ye." He nodded to Yan Qing who was standing in the yard.
"En." Yan Qing exhaled a puff of smoke, the white smoke dispersed in the air, and said in a low voice, "How is she?"
She, of course, refers to Wu Zijun.
Dr. Jiang shook his head lightly, and regretfully said, "The wounds on my body have been bandaged, but I'm not very good at mentally, sorry."
Yan Qing frowned slightly.
"However, I have a senior who has done a lot of research on this." Dr. Jiang said in a timely manner, "Maybe we can let him try."
After extinguishing the cigar in her hand, Yan Qing said, "Then it will be troublesome."
"You are being polite."
·
On the way back, there was another woman who was so skinny in the spacious back seat.
She was close to the car body, leaving as much space as possible for Zhan Wuyou.
Holding Zhan Wuyou with a hand full of various scars, his thin but still beautiful face had a gentle expression like water. There are always a few words in his mouth, "Baby Xiaoxiao, mother's baby Xiaoxiao."
Zhan Wuyou comforted her softly, "I'm here, I'm here."
Yan Qing chewed these two words in her mouth, "Little?"
Although his voice was soft, Zhan Wuyou, who had extremely sharp ears, caught him. He turned around and gave Yan Qing a look.
Yan Qing stretched out her hand and touched his lower back, leaned forward and whispered to him, "Is this your baby name?"
Zhan Wuyou felt a little uncomfortable.
This is indeed the nickname given to him by Wu Zijun.
Because he was too thin and small when he was born, he was given this name. Unfortunately, the mother and son separated before they could say it out loud. It has been more than 20 years since they reunited.
Zhan Wuyou, who was originally small, has also grown into a handsome young man.
·
Wu Zijun was taken back to the Yan family.
The psychiatrist recommended by Dr. Jiang was also invited back to Yan's home a week later.
If it is not known in advance that he is a doctor. At first glance, it might seem that he is in the fitness industry.
This is not a professional bias. It's really that Dr. Zhu's body is too eye-catching. Even if he is thrown into the group of muscular men in Yan's family, he is not inferior, even faintly, he still has a sense of being outstanding.
But the first time I saw Wu Zijun, his strong and muscular character collapsed.
His eyes widened in shock, followed by two eye-catching red spots on his wheat-colored face, and his voice stammered, "Zi, Zijun!"
Zhan Wuyou and the others sat in the side hall not far from the living room. This position was very convenient for observing Wu Zijun's situation. ·
He stretched out his hand and pushed Yan Qing who was resting at home, and whispered, "This Doctor Zhu knows my mother?"
Yan Qing turned on her phone, and sent the investigation information to Zhan Wuyou's WeChat in the form of a document.
Zhan Wuyou has ten lines at a glance.
This guy and his mother are alumni
Obviously looks so much older than mom? !
It is also possible that Wu Zijun is young, and the years have not treated this poor woman harshly. She is still so beautiful and charming, although she is so thin that it makes people feel distressed.
·
Wu Zijun is in good spirits today.
When he saw Zhu Xuan'an, he was stunned for a short while, and then he retrieved the name of the person from his memory. "Zhu...Xuan'an?"
"That's right!!" Zhu Xuan'an was flattered, "I didn't expect to see you here."
Wu Zijun chuckled softly, his charming eyebrows were touching and affectionate, "I didn't expect that either."
Zhu Xuanan took a deep breath, the red bumps on his face seemed to be activated, and in a blink of an eye the whole face turned red, like a ripe red apple.
·
"This man is interested in my mother." Zhan Wuyou, who had been peeking at the living room, said firmly.
Yan Qing has worked hard for a week, and this club is enjoying a happy weekend.
Hearing Zhan Wuyou's words, he raised his eyebrows, "Mind?"
It seemed like Zhan Wuyou said he didn't mind, so he kicked people out.
Zhan Wuyou glanced at the living room again, shrugged and said, "That's not true. After all, my mother is so good-looking, and I can understand it when I meet a few idiots." Run in the yard.
"Wuyou, take a look at this!" Saying that, the book that was held in Wang Zhi's arms just a second ago came into his hands.
"What is this?" Zhan Wuyou casually flipped through two pages.
Wang Zhi was very bright, his face was full of confidence, "I have rewritten everything, this time it will definitely work!"
Zhan Wuyou didn't give him hope for his self-confidence. But when I actually saw the above content, I was still shocked.
Immediately afterwards, saying that he couldn't be blind, he stuffed the book into Yan Qing's hand, picked up the ice water on the table and drank a big gulp.
Even so, he didn't suppress the goosebumps floating on his arms.
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"How is it?" Wang Zhi looked at Zhan Wuyou expectantly, "Is it too exciting to share with Lord Yan?"
Yan Qing casually turned a page.
Ten seconds later, the notebook was thrown back into Wang Zhi's arms.
Yan Qing's disgust was very straightforward, "You wrote it out with your feet?"
Wang Zhi felt that these two people were reading too casually, chewing peonies, and couldn't understand his writing level at all.
So I opened the book and chose one to recite to the couple,
"Ah! my love!
Your eyes are as bright as the sun in the sky!
When I look at you, I feel the warmth of home.
ah! This is love!
This warm temperature must be love!
Love comes so suddenly, but just right!
And I, as your shadow under the sunshine, would like to follow you all my life.
To my dear sun! "
Wang Zhi was shocked by his own writing, and his face was full of intoxication, "The writing is really good."
Zhan Wuyou couldn't bear it anymore, "Do you know how Kuafu died?"
"Who?" Wang Zhi, who hadn't reacted, asked shamelessly, "How did he die?"
"Chasing the sun to death."