into the eyes.

The location is already in an elegant, atmospheric and spotless room.

The sheets were covered, white and dazzling, clean and dazzling.

When I woke up, the nightmares in my mind were also surging.

The extreme red, as well as the continuous but chaotic sound of gunfire, were intertwined in her eyes and mind little by little.

Nancy would never speak again.

Lost all day immersed in his own world.

Every sound in the room caused her to be frightened and frightened, and she shivered and hid in the corner to hide herself.

The vivid lives in the border village played in her mind in turn, and she would be scared out of a cold sweat and screams every time she dreamed back at midnight.

She was like a frightened rabbit trapped on the edge of a cliff, no matter how she retreated, she was surrounded by cliffs, which made her psyche suffer great stimulation and fear.

When the door to the room is pushed open again.

This time it wasn't the aunt who had taken care of her in recent days.

It's a long, tall figure.

Seeing her cowering in the corner of the room in fear, the figure who came in subconsciously paused.

Only then did he gently walk towards her in fear.

Stand beside her.

He crouched down slowly.

"My name is Annanchen."

His voice was gentle and courteous.

Faint, like a breeze.

Nancy Yang shrank into the corner, cautiously and bewildered towards him.

An Nanchen looked at her lightly and said, "It's just a dream, and now you're fine." ”

Yang Nancy's face and mental state were not good.

Always maintaining a high degree of fear and fear, now she is nervous, she is running out of energy all the time, and her whole face is becoming more and more pathologically pale.

An Nanchen squatted beside her.

Gently stretched out his hand to soothe her who was uneasy and frightened, and his voice was soft and gentle: "Don't worry, you are safe with me." ”

Yang Nancy raised her eyes slightly.

A gentle and light face in front of the top.

I was confused for a while, and I saw the face in front of me as a white-clothed boy from Jingchuan High School.

Her lips were still trembling with fear.

"Shimmer ......."

"A lot of blood ........"

Her voice was hoarse and tremolo.

His face became whiter and paler.

"I shot someone......."

"It's all red ........ blood"

This is the first time An Nanchen has known a person named 'Shimmer' from her mouth.

He didn't interrupt her, he didn't correct her misidentification, but listened to her murmur very gently.

When she hugged her body and trembled.

He gently soothed her shoulder, and his voice was gentle and shallow: "You didn't kill anyone....... Those gangsters have done so many heart-wrenching things, it is retribution......."

Yang Nancy couldn't hear his comfort, and hid in the corner shivering.

Confused, he thought: "Glimmer ......"

An Nanchen's afterglow glanced at the untouched food in the room and pursed his lower lip.

It's been a month since the person brought it back.

But she still hasn't come out of the shadows.

For a month, she didn't speak, and at the slightest sound she shrank into the corner and shivered.

It was the first time she had spoken, but she was in a bad mental state.

For such a patient, An Nanchen's gentleness is useless.

.......

The food delivered to the room is changing and enriching more and more.

Most of the food that could be brought in ended up being served out for the second meal.

An Nanchen looked at the figure that was still shrunk in the corner and shivering, and his eyes deepened.

After stepping out again, he found several psychiatrists.

But in the end, they all failed......