Chu Wanning really didn't go to see Wen Ya for a whole day.

When I went in the next morning, there was a smell of urine in the room.

Wen Ya lay on the bed weakly, and when she saw her come in, the pride that was high above was gone, and when she saw her, her expression was full of pleading and cowardice.

Chu Wanning didn't speak, just fed her a few mouthfuls of porridge, and the pampered Wen Ya cried while drinking the porridge, and drank a small bowl of porridge cleanly.

Chu Wanning finished feeding her porridge, then changed her medicine, brought hot water to wipe her body, and changed into new pajamas.

The woman in an ordinary cotton nightdress curled up on the bed, she bit her lip, and waited for Chu Wanning to come out of the bathroom, looking at her a little nervously and a little flattering.

Chu Wanning asked her, "Are you still hungry?" ”

Wen Ya was already hungry, and those few mouthfuls of porridge were not hungry at all, but she didn't dare to nod.

Chu Wanning said: "Then I'll go downstairs and get you something to eat." ”

Wen Ya was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously thanked her.

Chu Wanning glanced at her lightly and didn't say a word.

Chu Wanning's breakfast is a local baked bun, which is a kind of flour made into palm-sized cakes and baked in an iron bucket.

The taste is average and hard, but it is better than hunger.

As soon as Wen Ya got the cake, she devoured it, and Chu Wanning walked to the sofa on the side and sat down, looking out the window in a quiet daze.

There was a smell of silence in her, and that silence was ominous.

Wen Ya was originally not afraid of her at all, but after this day and night, she couldn't help but shiver when she saw Chu Wanning now.

Wen Ya ate two buns in one go, drank a big bowl of hot water, and finally soothed her hungry stomach.

Just as she was eating the last bite of the cake, her mobile phone that Chu Wanning put on the bedside suddenly rang.

Almost subconsciously, before Chu Wanning rushed over, she reached out and snatched the phone.

The moment she got the phone, she realized something, and raised her head to look at Chu Wanning on the sofa.

Chu Wanning sat on the sofa, her dark eyes looked at her calmly, and she didn't make any moves.

Wen Ya's face turned pale all of a sudden, she didn't answer the phone, and her whole person froze there.

The phone rang for a while, and finally it was quiet, Wen Ya watched Chu Wanning come over from the sofa and stand in front of her, she pale and tried to remedy: "Miss Chu, I'm just ......"

Chu Wanning didn't speak, reached out and took the mobile phone in her palm, flipped it open and glanced at the caller ID.

The note is: Mommy.

Chu Wanning lowered her head, dialed the phone back, and handed it to Wen Ya.

"You know what you have to say, right?" She asked softly.

Wen Yana nodded sneeringly, and her mother's gentle call came from her mobile phone, she resisted the urge to cry, and told her that she was safe in a hoarse voice.

When Chu Wanning felt that it was almost over, she reached out and took the phone directly and pressed the shutdown button.

Wen Ya finished answering her mother's phone call, she became a little depressed, she lowered her head, looked at her wrists wrapped in gauze, and her bound legs, tears fell down her eyes.

Chu Wanning threw her mobile phone on the sofa and said lightly: "Don't cry in front of me, you came to me with bad intentions, didn't you come here to make me cry?" ”

"Am I wrong?" Wen Ya raised her head, her eyes were misty with tears, "I'll give him back to you, can't I marry him?" ”