On the third day in the hospital, Wenwen also took her child to see me.

If Xinya told Guimei about this, I was just not very happy, and she told Wenwen that I couldn't help but want to lose my temper.

Constantly reinforcing my sleepwalking syndrome in Wenwen's mind is tantamount to declaring: Wenwen's child is my masterpiece of sleepwalking, Wenwen is the child's mother, and I am the child's father.

Wenwen always found a reason to go to the toilet when Xinya was away, stuffed the child into my hand, and coaxed the child in a voice that only I could hear: "Come, let Dad hug our little baby well." ”

I can ignore Wenwen's words, but I don't have any reason not to take the child.

Looking at the child's twinkling watery eyes, the excitement of her dancing, and the intoxicating smell of the baby's flesh, I couldn't help but sigh at the shock and admiration brought by the new life, and I couldn't help but put my lips to the child's face and kissed it a few times.

The cuteness of the child distracted me, and when I looked up, I found Wenwen already standing by the bedside, quietly looking at us, with a smile on her face full of maternal love and kindness.

"Give it!" In order to hide my embarrassment, I hurriedly stuffed the child to Wenwen. But Wenwen just smiled contentedly, and didn't reach out to pick it up, until she realized that I really didn't have any intention of holding it for a while, so she hugged the child over.

It was at this time that Xinya's call came in, and she, who had always been calm, was also a little flustered: "Guimei was beaten, I just picked her up, and I will be at the hospital in a while." ”

"What? Gui Mei was beaten?" I guess Xinya hung up the phone before she heard me.

Wenwen listened on the sidelines, didn't listen to it completely, but understood the general situation, and asked, "Who will beat Guimei?" ”

Xinya accompanied Guimei to check and stayed before coming to me, and when she saw Wenwen, she didn't bother to say hello.

"How's Guimei doing?" I asked anxiously.

Xinya was indignant and distressed: "Why are you talking about people who are so vicious, your face is bruised and purple, your forehead is full of bags, your lips are swollen as thick as bricks, and your right forearm is as fractured as you were last time." ”

"How did you find out?"

"I looked for her at work in the morning, and found that she didn't come to work or say hello to anyone, so I made a phone call, listened to her speech slurred, felt wrong, and repeatedly asked her before saying that she was not feeling well. ”

"Who called, didn't report to the police?" Wenwen asked with concern as she shook the child in her arms.

"What kind of police, Gui Mei didn't admit that it was beaten by someone at all, and insisted that she accidentally fell. Think about it, how can you fall like that, and your lips, face, and forehead hit the ground together?

Wenwen and I couldn't express our attitude, Xinya sulked there: "This Guimei, what kind of mind does she refuse to tell us, we are not thin on her, and we don't trust us so much?"

Indeed, Gui Mei looks like a child on the surface, more straightforward, sometimes talking and laughing, sometimes thoughtful, sometimes chattering, and sometimes always like to cover up and disguise herself.

"Didn't you say that there was someone who always troubled her? Could it still be this person?" I remember that Xinya had discussed Guimei with me at that time.

She wouldn't say what could be done. ”

"Can it be like this," everyone was silent for a while, and Wenwen came up with an idea: "Let's stop chasing and asking her who hit her, and when her vigilance is not so high, let's probe her again, where she fell, and then see if there are any surveillance cameras nearby, if so, can we check whether she was beaten or fell herself?"

It sounds like a good idea, but it doesn't make sense when you think about it. Even if Gui Mei tells the real location and you don't report the case, the surveillance record is not something that anyone can check if they want to check it, and anyone who wants to see it can see it.

"Don't dream, this damn thing won't let go of a fart, I really don't know what she thinks, I'd rather suffer myself!" It seems that Xinya has tried all kinds of means and failed to pry Guimei's mouth open, completely discouraged by hatred of iron and steel, and tears overflowed from her eyes again as she spoke.

When I went to Guimei's hospital room with Xinya and Wenwen on crutches, she seemed to be asleep, except for her arms, there were no bandages on her head or anything, but she was covered with potions, and when I got closer, there were two teardrops hanging from the corners of my eyes.

No matter who it is, if you see such a young girl, a girl wandering alone in a foreign land, who is beaten like this and does not dare or is unwilling to tell the truth of the matter, refuses to identify the perpetrator, and endures it silently, how strong the heart needs to be, and how much grievance she bears! No wonder Xinya hates her for not being angry, who can not feel distressed and angry when she sees this?

But what did Gui Mei do as a girl to be beaten so badly, what did Gui Mei want to hide?

Xinya took out two pieces of paper from the bedside table and tried to wipe the tears from the corners of Guimei's eyes, at this time Guimei opened her eyes, maybe she didn't fall asleep at all, just silently swallowed the grievances and turned into strong.

Wenwen suddenly made a new discovery, leaned over to Gui Mei's face, and asked softly, "Do you have someone you like in your heart?"

Gui Mei grinned, and although her swollen lips were distorted a lot, we could still tell that it was a knowing smile.

Just as Xinya and I were exchanging stunned glances over Wenwen's very abrupt question, Wenwen pulled me and Xinya aside and whispered, "Do you think Guimei will be beaten as a junior?

My mind was spinning, from Gui Mei's refusal to tell the truth, and from her knowing smile, Wenwen's guess seemed to have enough logical basis.

"No way! Gui Mei wouldn't be like that. Xinya immediately denied Wenwen's speculation.

Judging from Gui Mei's daring and righteous character, I am inclined to Wenwen's analysis.

"Guimei," I said deliberately in a very relaxed tone and a joking expression, "no one will mistake you for a junior, right?"

Gui Mei smiled knowingly again, and seemed to smile more exaggerated than just now, but she couldn't fully show it because her face was swollen and deformed.

After the smile was raised, Gui Mei shook her head from side to side, but still did not speak.

It seemed superfluous to say anything, and I didn't know how to express the pain in my heart, so I naturally took a step to the head of the bed with the help of crutches, leaned down and kissed Gui Mei lightly twice on her injured forehead, and then rubbed her hair with my hand.

Wenwen held it with both hands and put the child's face to Guimei's face: "Tell Auntie, rest well and recuperate, and we will come to see you in two days." ”

Gui Mei touched the child's face with her other hand.

Probably realizing that I had been standing on crutches, Gui Mei shifted to the side and motioned for me to sit down on the bed.

"Don't sit, you can recuperate with peace of mind, and you don't have to worry about things at work. ”

Wenwen didn't go back to my hospital room with me, and Xinya went up with me and sat down for a while before leaving.

Xinya said that she would go home and cook some porridge and vegetables for Gui Mei that she didn't need to chew too hard, because she would definitely involve facial muscles and nerves when chewing, and it would be very painful.

I think it's good to have Xinya here.