He lost control too suddenly, Song Wuyou didn't expect him to react so quickly and violently, even if he thought that he would be afraid.
By the time she realized it, Ban Jianing was already trembling, sweat dripping down...
"Jianing." She hurried forward and supported Ban Jianing.
"He's killing people, a lot of blood, he's killing people, stabbing my dad in the heart one after another... a lot of blood, a lot of blood..." Ban Jianing was terrified.
The construction is very noisy now, but they are very close to that construction worker. When Ban Jianing made a fuss, the construction worker stopped and looked at Ban Jianing in a daze. He was constructing, so why did he become a murderer
"You're mistaken, they're doing construction." Song Wuyou comforted Ban Jianing, "Let's go inside, we won't watch their construction anymore."
"Don't kill me... don't kill me..."
"It's scary... so scary, so much blood..."
Ban Jianing's body kept shaking, his eyes were full of fear, and Song Wu worriedly tightened his grip.
"We don't watch it, we don't watch it, let's go into the house. Jia Ning is good, we don't watch it, go home, go home." She helped Ban Jianing up, and quickly took him back to the villa.
Ban Jianing was shaking so badly that he was almost dragged back to the villa by Song Wuyou, staggering and staggering...
It was a clean white shirt, but all the way back to the villa, it was covered with a lot of dirt, and he was in a mess.
Back at the villa, Ban Jianing didn't even let Song Wuyou touch him, and curled up in the corner of the living room.
He hugged his knees, his whole body was shaking like autumn wind, rustling...
When Xu Jing and Sister Song got a little closer, he shrank even more, looking into their eyes with fear and despair.
So they didn't dare to approach and stood far away.
Song Wuyou crouched in front of him, looking at him very sadly, "Jia Ning, it's my sister, don't you know my sister?"
Ban Jianing's eyes became a little dull, but they were still full of fear.
His eyes swept around, and his voice changed into another tone, "Dad... his eyes are wide... there is a lot of blood on his body..."
"They're going to kill me... They're going to kill me..."
"Don't, don't kill me..."
His terrified eyes swept around, as if seeing a ghost, his face was so scared that his face was bloodless.
Song Wuyou felt sour, tears couldn't help overflowing, rolling in his eyes, "Jianning..."
Her brother, what did her brother do wrong to come here and be tortured like this
When Xu Jing heard Song Wuyou's choked up voice, she was startled, Miss crying
Miss... cried for this man
Song Wuyou no longer comforted Ban Jianing, but squatted there to accompany him.
He is afraid, she is sad.
He kept looking around and shouting not to kill him.
She kept thinking about the little things she had with Song Jiaxi, and she was extremely sad.
Heartbroken, she buried her face in her knees, sobbing silently.
"Miss..." Xu Jing wanted to step forward, but as soon as she moved, Ban Jianing stared at her, repelling her very much, she didn't dare to take a step forward, but looked at Song Wuyou timidly.
Miss is crying, what is the relationship between Miss and this Jia Ning, why are you crying suddenly
"Queen-"
At this time, Liu Zhiming walked in hurriedly, seeing Song Wuyou squatting at the corner of the door crying softly, he paused, all interest subsided, and he was startled.
what's the situation
Liu Zhiming thought he walked in in the wrong way, so he looked around.
That's right, this is Gu Yanhao's villa, and Xu Jing is also there.
Song Wuyou wiped away tears with his knee, raised his head, looked at Ban Jianing, and said to Liu Zhiming, "Speak."
Liu Zhiming came forward and looked at Song Wuyou with concern, "Mrs. Gu, are you okay?"
Song Wuyou suddenly glanced over with a cold gaze, "Say!"
When Liu Zhiming met her gaze, his back stiffened, such sharp eyes, it's worthy of his nickname of queen for her.
Liu Zhiming lowered his voice and said, "After I returned from here last night, I made a special trip to Yong'an Psychiatric Hospital."
When Song Wuyou heard this, he raised his eyebrows.
Liu Zhiming glanced at Ban Jianing, and continued: "He was sent to a mental hospital when he was about thirteen years old. Over the years, he lived a life in it that was almost as good as death."