Chapter 670: The Truth About the Lost Son

"Who wants your care." Chu Yinghuan refused to be inferior to him, and fought back competitively, she lowered her head and carefully examined the impact of that incident on herself.

Today was supposed to be a happy date, but she was brutally messed up, and it also made the innocent celebrity fall into self-blame and worry, and it made me even more upset when I thought about it.

Unwilling to continue to let such things happen, unwilling to hurt the people around her, at this moment, she clearly realized that she was in trouble and needed to be saved.

"If you don't want to, I won't force you, you are so brave, I believe you can overcome it yourself." Yang Ziqi didn't want to see her fall into endless entanglement, so he couldn't bear to remind her.

"No, I do, it's me who should believe in your abilities." Chu Ying raised her head violently, her eyes were full of determination, and her originally frightened face became extremely brave and hopeful at this moment.

Her long hair was casually tied up on her shoulders, and a few disobedient strands fell on the sides of her cheeks, making her face more delicate and small, with a straight nose and a charming rosy mouth like a cherry.

"Actually, I haven't slept much since that day, as long as I close my eyes, that scene will appear in front of my eyes again and again, and I can't get rid of it." She finally spoke out the gloom in her heart, and suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

The long-standing dullness was also broken at this moment.

Yang Ziqi showed an appreciative smile, stretched out his hand to support Chu Yinghuan's shoulder, and continued to encourage: "You can say it, it is already the first step to success." ”

Receiving great encouragement, Chu Yinghuan nodded solemnly and asked the method: "What should I do like me?" ”

Yi Yuanao, who had been silently staying aside, never left Chu Yinghuan for a moment, his eyes were concerned that he had not noticed, and a frown made his heart ache.

If he could, he would go through everything for her.

"There are many methods, depending on which one you choose, but I recommend psychological treatment, for you, it is mild and not stimulating." Yang Ziqi did not directly say hypnosis, for fear of arousing Chu Yinghuan's suspicions, and had other plans in his heart.

Her eyes casually glanced at Yi Yuanao, signaling what he thought in his heart, and the two remained consistent.

After receiving the message, Yi Yuanao comprehended it, although he had doubts in his heart, he believed that his friend for many years would not lie to him, so he remained silent and quietly observed.

"Yes, you can't be wrong with what you recommend, so let's get started now." Chu Yinghuan was full of expectations, thinking that she could be treated and no longer have to recall the terrifying fragments, which was the motivation for her to persevere.

She stood up, led Yang Ziqi to her bedroom on the second floor, moved the stool under the dresser to the bed, closed the curtains, only one light was on, and the room suddenly became dark.

"You lie in bed, I'm by the side, if you feel any discomfort, tell me immediately, and I'll just finish." Yang Ziqi sat on the stool and told him uneasily, with a serious expression, as if he had a mature demeanor.

Following her order, Chu Ying simply took off her shoes and lay down in her quilt, the familiar environment made her feel safe, her mood relaxed, nodded heavily, and her hands in the quilt unconsciously clasped each other tightly.

Yi Yuanao paced back and forth in the living room, his heart was rarely nervous, more nervous than signing a big business, pricking up his two ears and listening intently to the movement upstairs.

He doesn't trust anyone's word unless he hears it with his own ears. Zero Long Literature Network

With this thought, he no longer hesitated, and walked up the stairs with graceful steps, trying not to make any noise.

"Imagine yourself alone on a green meadow, the sun is just right, the breeze is blowing, your mood is very happy, and you occasionally hear a few birds chirping in your ears, which is pleasant."

Yang Ziqi's voice became smaller and smaller, carefully observing Chu Yinghuan's state, and only after making sure that she had fallen into a light sleep did he stand up with peace of mind.

"Boom." With a bang, the door was pushed open a crack, revealing Yi Yuanao's eyes shining like diamonds, looking cautiously.

"Shh Yang Ziqi put his finger to his mouth, reminded him to keep his voice quiet, waved his hand to let him in, and said tentatively, "Then I'll start?" ”

Nodding, Yi Yuanao looked at Chu Yinghuan, who was lying on the bed a little weak, and his heart became more determined.

"Ying Huan, remember? You once had a very loving child, who was in your belly, quietly accompanying you. Yang Ziqi was seductive, and his voice was softer, like a feather, shining on people's hearts.

"Kid?" Chu Yinghuan seemed to be awakened, although her eyes were closed, her brows subconsciously furrowed when she heard the child's two words, and she was recalling it very painfully.

"Yes, do you remember that little one? At this moment he is lying in your arms, stretching out his soft little hands, trying to caress you. Yang Ziqi saw that there was hope and continued to induce.

"Of course I remember, he was my first child, baby, good." Chu Yinghuan showed a sweet smile, exuding the brilliance of motherhood, gesturing with her hands in the air.

In the dream, she was holding a little guy who looked like Yi Yuanao, making trouble with him, making him laugh, suddenly, a gust of wind blew, all the scenes disappeared, and the little guy in her arms was gone, and the surroundings were gloomy.

"Child, my child, where are you? Mom misses you so much, it's my mother who didn't protect you, don't blame Mom, if it weren't for her, you would definitely follow me and pester me to tell you a story, it's Mom's fault, if I wasn't too confident, how could I give Su Zhiyi the opportunity to hurt you. ”

The last few words, Chu Yinghuan cried out, and the corners of her eyes were full of tears in her sleep, wetting the pillow, shaking desperately, and she was full of grief.

"That's enough." Yi Yuanao whispered in a heartache, his voice choked, that little guy was also the meat of his heart, and he was indeed even more distressed about Chu Yinghuan, everything he had experienced.

Yang Ziqi hurriedly changed the topic and successfully comforted Chu Yinghuan, stopping in moderation and letting her fall asleep.

After covering the quilt for Chu Yinghuan, the two of them walked out of the bedroom with a heavy heart and came to the living room.

There was a deathly silence, neither of them spoke, they didn't know how to speak, and they didn't know what to say.

The pain of a woman losing her child cannot be understood, but you can imagine how painful Chu Yinghuan will be, it is a piece of meat that fell from her.

asked Chu Yinghuan when he would wake up, Yi Yuanao sent Yang Ziqi away, and stayed in the living room downstairs alone, smoking one cigarette after another, and the fingers holding the cigarettes were full of loneliness.

He's not a smoker, but right now, he can't find a second way to vent.