Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Holy Land of Yuheng

A voice collapsed and crushed in his heart, and Zhuo Yu'an's face in front of him overlapped his father's face repeatedly.

When she was a child, Wen Jian always stimulated her with words, stimulated her to a hurry, and she couldn't help but want to beat Wen Jian, every time, her father always held her with his teeth and claws, controlling her, and Wen Jian would always come forward and punch her at this time, it hurt, it hurt.

Time staggered, and Zhuo Yu'an made the same choice.

Zhuo Yu'an probably didn't expect Wen Jian to hit Shu Tinglan, so fast, so fast that he was caught off guard. I saw Shu Tinglan's face blushing and five finger prints, which was very shocking.

His heart ached.

"Listen to Lan. "For the first time, he was at a loss. As soon as he called her name, Shu Tinglan took a step back, except for the five finger prints on his face, which were bright red, the rest of the place was blue and white, looking at him fearfully and vigilantly.

It's only a short time, less than a minute.

It was the peak time of dining, and everyone witnessed it. Shu Tinglan's brain was blank and he stood there, only to see a familiar figure and voice flash next to him, a crisp national scolding

"Damn, you dare to hit my family Shu Tinglan." ”

It was Lin Zhiyu, who passed by her like a gust of wind, pulling Wen Jian's hair and beating her. She has always had no scruples, especially in anger, and she is not merciless in beating Wen Jane.

Where is Wen Jian her opponent? She doesn't want to be so imageless in public, she just wants to hide behind Zhuo Yu'an. Zhuo Yu'an wanted to chase Shu Tinglan who left, but behind him was Wen Jian, who was dragging him to hide, and in front of him was Lin Zhiyan, who was dancing with teeth and claws, and he was blocked in the middle and couldn't get out.

An ugly farce, the darkest moment of his life.

"Call the security guard. He shouted, Wen Jian and Lin Zhiyu, he didn't want to help anyone, so he ran out to chase Shu Tinglan after getting rid of them. But where is her shadow?

Shu Tinglan had nowhere to go, his face hurt hotly, and his heart was crushed by the giant wheel. Zhuo Yu'an firmly grabbed her wrist, blocking her in front of her to protect Wen Jian's image lingering in his mind.

It turned out that this was his choice, the same as his father back then.

She knows that people's subconscious movements are the most real instinctive reactions.

She had asked him, who did he choose, she and Wen Jian?

It's a ridiculous question now that I think about it, his choice is clear, isn't it?

She has nowhere to go, and every time she encounters something sad, she hides in the subway and sits aimlessly from station to station.

In the morning, she received a call from the doctor, saying that her mother suddenly had a relapse and had a mental breakdown, and after she arrived at the hospital, she learned through investigation that the nurse had been taking her to see Wen Lan and Wen Jian's mother and daughter for a week.

The nurse argued: "I didn't know it would turn out like this, but when the mother and daughter came, your mother did not reject me, but instead separated me from talking to them alone." ”

"What did you talk about?" the doctor asked sharply.

"I don't know, they won't let me hear it. The nurse was anxious to clear up.

Shu Tinglan thought that as long as Wen Lan and Wen Jian appeared, it would be a fatal stimulus to her mother. Shu Tinglan couldn't imagine how much suffering her mother had endured for a whole week, alone here?

She is a normal person, and when she sees Wen Jian again, she is emotionally out of control, not to mention her mother!

Because of the sudden death of my father, there are no answers to many things, and my heart is like being hung in the air under the scorching sun, which hurts but cannot be settled.

"Is my mom serious?"

There is no point in holding the caregiver accountable, she only cares about her mother's situation. When I asked this, my voice was shaking. She had recovered almost before, but she relapsed again due to the visit of Wen Jian's mother and daughter, and entered a completely closed management treatment, if it is not serious, the doctor will not deliberately look for her.

"That's right, your mother has been clamoring to be discharged from the hospital for the last few days, and every day she is awake shouting that she wants to be discharged from the hospital and wants to see you. During the night rounds, she tried to break through and escape, but after being stopped by our doctor, she wanted to bite her tongue and commit suicide as a threat. ”

When Shu Tinglan heard this, his eyes turned black.

"Suicide?" she asked with a trembling voice, how could it be, even if her mother was so mad, she would never think of suicide.

"Rest assured, we stopped it in time. Because she resisted too much, the final compromise was to call you to the hospital, see you, come with me. ”

Shu's mother was hoarse and wanted to be discharged from the hospital. As long as he had a little strength, he struggled and shouted to be discharged. The doctor was afraid that she would have another radical behavior, and she had been given a tranquilizer before, and she was awake in a short time and could not fight again, so he kept putting her hands on the head of the bed, stuffing her mouth with anti-bite equipment, and waited for her family members to come before letting her go.

Before Shu Tinglan went in, he heard his mother begging the doctor inside

"I'm really fine, you let me be discharged from the hospital, please, just go out for a day, I'll go see my daughter, she will be bullied if she is alone." ”

"She's out alone, what if she's bullied. ”

Shu Tinglan's footsteps paused, and tears welled up instantly, her mother knew that Wen Jian's mother and daughter were back, and she was worried that she would be bullied by them when she was alone. So she fought to the death to be discharged from the hospital to protect her.

"Your mother has been shouting this this week, afraid that you will be bullied outside. You go in and communicate with her, and remember, don't irritate her again. The doctor said, pushing the door open.

"Mom. Shu Tinglan stopped her tears, not daring to let her mother see her vulnerability.

"Lan Lan?" Shu Ma thought she was dreaming, staggered over in two steps, grabbed Shu Tinglan's shoulders, and then looked her up and down eagerly,

"Did the mother and daughter surnamed Wen go to you?"

"Did they bully you?"

"When did they come back?"

A series of questions, worries are all written on the face.

"Mom, I'm fine, they didn't bully me. Shu Tinglan held her mother's hand and told her to calm down.

"Mom, I'm grown up and can protect myself. ”

"Lan Lan, you have been innocent since you were a child, and you have always suffered in front of Wen Jian. Mom remembers what happened when you were a child all these years, and she regrets it. At that time, for the sake of his own face, he pretended to be magnanimous, and always helped Wen Jian to speak, thinking that being a parent was so magnificent. Shu Minghai, that bastard, was even more dedicated to protecting Wen Jian, making you suffer a lot of grievances. Mom is sorry for you, you help me get out of the hospital, and my mother will protect you in the future, if the mother and daughter bully you again, my mother will not be done with them. ”

Shu's mother didn't go crazy anymore, she was very sure that she was awake, and there was no time to be more sober than this moment.

Last week, the mother and daughter suddenly appeared in the hospital to look for her, ostensibly to chat with her, but in fact they came to show off, and also came to see her jokes, and even told her that Shu Tinglan was working for Wen Jian, she was stimulated to a trance, and the past came to her face, and she did lose her mind for a short time, which also led to being closed for treatment again, but she soon sobered up.

The original intention of writing this article was to write about sweet love, and to write about the male protagonist who silently guarded the female protagonist, and I never wanted to abuse anyone. But please forgive a writer who writes abusive essays for this little bit of a penchant (occasionally abuse). Rest assured, the intention will not change.

Today should be preferred