Later, after seeing her more times, I felt that she was empty, and in terms of mental age, she was also a child, so the idea of abducting Mo Yan became stronger and stronger.

"Abduction?" Mo Yan was taken aback.

"Perhaps, brainwashing?" Wang Chengyou carefully chose the words, "In short, he went back to the past, worked hard to make money as a star, and secretly raised you in captivity, pinning his lovesickness for his sleeves." ”

"So perverted?!" Mo Yan was afraid.

Wang Chengyou touched his chin: "If you want to talk about perverts, you can actually understand it." If I lose you one day, I will also want to raise ......" Seeing that Mo Yan's face was different, Wang Chengyou quickly shut up.

"When did he become so intimate with you and tell you all this privacy?"

Wang Chengyou smacked his lips. Can you admit that he was coaxed out with a violent fruit knife + sweet promise? After all, it is a person who is three or four years older than Xingchen, and the coercion and temptation are more real, and Xingchen only has the share of obedient surrender.

Mo Yan is not so easy to fool, and Wang Chengyou's desire to talk will only trigger her to continue to ask.

"That's right," Mr. Wang began with a new round of explanations.

Life, the desire to survive is instinctive. Naturally, the stars are no exception. His life without a goal often makes him feel empty and bored. How many times in the dead of night when I want to die, after all, I can't do anything to myself.

In this way, after a year of separation in contradiction and chaos, fate made him meet the savior in the underworld - Wang Chengyou through Mo Yan.

Wang Chengyou assures him that he will help him rebuild the world that has collapsed inside.

"Can you do something that a psychiatrist can't?" Mo Yan didn't believe it.

In fact, Xingchen didn't believe it either, and moreover, he also raised a question similar to Mo Yan's.

"I can." Wang Chengyou replied firmly, "Do you know why I can? ”

Faced with Wang Chengyou's rhetorical question, Mo Yan had no idea at all.

"It's not about how good I am, it's about the stars. Xingchen is unwilling to cooperate with the psychiatrist, but he is willing to cooperate with me! ”

Subsequently, Wang Chengyou explained to Mo Yan why Xingchen was unwilling to cooperate with the psychiatrist.

Wang Chengyou told Mo Yan that with Xingchen's intelligence, he instantly came to the conclusion that he would be forced to take medicine once he was diagnosed. He has long peeked into the dark world of psychopaths in films and television works such as "One Flew Over the Asylum", "Split", "Nice: Crazy Heart", "55 Steps", "Shutter Island", and "Black Swan".

Maybe the medicine is light, and it is also related to single rooms, 1 bundle, electric shock, surgery......

"What are you going to do?" Mo Yan asked Wang Chengyou.

Wang Chengyou spread his hands: "This is the problem I am facing at the moment." ”

Burst.

Mo Yan squirted out half a mouthful of soy milk.

"So, you're just lying to Xingchen and telling him he's going to get better?"

"Am I that kind of person?"

"No, you will really spend time researching information, dragging the stars to make all kinds of attempts, and not tire yourself out and not let go." Mo Yan looked at Wang Chengyou with a smile in his eyes.

Wang Chengyou was deeply satisfied with this answer.

Mo Yan said that this is also good. Next, she will try her best to renovate the interior of the Xingcha shop to the best she can, and Wang Chengyou will be busy with Xingchen's affairs, everyone will be busy, so as not to feel that the other party is ignoring her.

At McDonald's, the heart-to-heart conversation witnessed by two cups of soy milk lasted for two hours. These two-hour conversation cleared up possible misunderstandings and crises between the two in the next four years, and finally ended perfectly in the summer sunshine at 10:30 in the morning.

Wang Chengyou needs to go to the Xingcha shop to see Xingchen as agreed. To his surprise, Mo Yan couldn't go to the Star Tea Shop with him because of other arrangements. After all, it wasn't his pendant, he could only watch Mo Yan disappear from his field of vision.

Mo Yan was entrusted by her mother Mo Jielian to go and see Xixi.

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The car was parked at the entrance of the old complex.

The neighborhood is startlingly dilapidated. Even the bricks are not the usual red, but the dark blue of the old age. The bricks on the ground floor of the building are covered with white nitrate, as if they will soon be unable to corrode and collapse.

There is almost no greenery in the community, and it is lifeless.

Wearing Italian handmade leather shoes, he did not hesitate, and walked towards the depths of the community according to the map in his heart. When I walked to the entrance of one of the courtyards near the road, I saw a three-year-old girl squatting in front of her house playing with a small bucket. The bucket was half filled with water, and the concrete floor had been soaked with overflowing water.

With just a bucket and half a bucket of water, the little girl seemed to have a lot of fun.

The little girl's thin arms were covered with red rashes, and I don't know if it was hot or mosquito bites.

Under the white canvas fisherman's hat, the eyes covered by the brim looked down at the little girl, and kept saying in her heart: Look up, look up. However, the little girl who played with water and played hard could not receive the brain waves a few steps away.

"Smack."

Something in the house fell to the ground, and the little girl at the door looked up alertly, but unfortunately, it was towards the house. The people outside the door still didn't have the opportunity to see the true face of the little girl with their own eyes.

"Mom, are you alright?" The voice is tender and sweet. The little girl stood up and walked into the dark doorway of the illegal building in the courtyard.

The small courtyard of one or two square meters inside the iron fence was empty.

The world fell silent in the eyes of the Bucket Hat.

In fact, it's very noisy. There are some people in the neighborhood who are decorating, and the sound of electric drills is extremely harsh, making the heat of this summer more and more unacceptable.

Mo Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead, and couldn't help but cover his ears to resist the endless sound of electric drills.

With a small parasol in one hand and a plastic bag of supplies in the other, Mo Yan came to the door of Xixi's house.

The lock on the iron fence was an ornament, and Mo Yan put the plastic bag containing supplies on the ground and opened the iron door with one hand. While opening, the name is called.

"Sister Yan Yan!" An echo full of surprise came from the dark doorway, and then, like a little butterfly, fluttering its arms, it pounced on Mo Yan exaggeratedly. Mo Yan had no choice but to put down the parasol on the spot and hug the slump that pounced on him.

Xi Xi was so happy, she hugged Sister Mo Yan's neck tightly, not to mention how vivid the expression on her little face was.

The fisherman's hat standing not far away was facing the immature little face at the moment. Under the sun, the smiling face like a flower overlapped perfectly with a face that he had seen greedily countless times in his memory, and the bucket hat couldn't help but take a step back.

When her mother heard Mo Yan coming, she forced herself to get up and go out.

The pale hand grappled the door frame, and the white and yellow face of the embarrassed mother was revealed. Her hair was fluffy and messy on her head, her discolored lips were slightly dry, and she looked embarrassed and old. Only those dark and quiet eyes are still the same as before.

"Xiao Yan is here?" The embarrassed mother greeted Mo Yan weakly, and when she raised her head, she also looked at the fisherman's hat behind Mo Yan.

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