123, what are those strange fragments (4.18 update)
What's going on?
Xin Huan patted his head vigorously.
It's like an old TV with a failed antenna, and after filming, the world in front of you will be clear. It's the arrogant face of Wang Yazhi's mother and son again.
Xin Huan laughed, raised his nails, and threw himself at Xin Jie again.
She doesn't have as much strength as him, can't she scratch him all over his face? Hoo!
Xin Jie really didn't dodge her nails, but Xin Huan couldn't avoid his kick on the waist - Xin Huan's small body was like a thin leaf, flying out of the jaw, and crashing into the big flower pot in the corner of the wall!
Xin Huan was knocked out of consciousness this time, and he couldn't get up for a long time.
Wang Yazhi was scared this time, but she just said: "Oh Xin Jie, you are lighter, the fight is too heavy, and when you turn around, your father feels sorry for her, and it is time to come back and only accompany her...... She may not have this heart, we can't fulfill her! Boom"
Xin Huan's breathing hurt and he couldn't speak, so he could only stare at Wang Yazhi and sneer.
There was a soft knock on the door.
Xin Huan turned his back to the door and couldn't turn his head. Wang Yazhi and Xin Jie looked over, and their faces changed greatly!
A man dressed in black stood silently at the door, like a shadow that could pass through the sun.
Baby turtles.
Wang Yazhi was frightened and wanted to run over to close the door, but it was too late, and before she could run to the door, the little turtle had already walked in the door first. Lock the door when you return to it.
Wang Yazhi covered her face with her hands in horror and shouted, "You, what are you going to do?!" β
Although Xin Jie was a bastard, he also knew that he was caring about his mother, and he rushed over desperately from the other end of the room to block Wang Yazhi. The color was fierce, but he still held on, and faced the little turtle: "You, what do you want!" β
The little turtle turned out to be smiling.
As if the panic of the mother and son was so unnecessary.
Wang Yazhi became more nervous, and through his son's broad shoulders, as if he had found a piece to rely on, he asked again: "You, what do you want?" β
The turtle still wears big sunglasses, which cover most of his face. When he heard this, he only raised his red lips slightly, and walked in as if he were strolling leisurely.
The direction he was facing was Xin Huan, and Wang Yazhi and Xin Jie's mother and son subconsciously made way for him. Wang Yazhi thought in her heart, if he went to save Xin Huan, he would go, and when he walked over, she would take her son to open the door and escape in an instant......
Before the thought was finished, the little turtle walked in front of him. Before Wang Yazhi came back to his senses, he saw the little turtle silently slam out like electricity, grabbing Xin Jie's neck with one hand, like dragging a dead dog, dragging Xin Jie to the other side of the room!.
Everything happened in the electric light and stone fire, and Xin Jie was not prepared at all.
Even if he was vigilant, it was only on his fists and feet, but he didn't expect the little turtle to clamp his neck directly!
The neck was stuck, Xin Jie lacked oxygen, and he didn't have the slightest strength to struggle. In Wang Yazhi's screams, he was dragged to the other side of the house, and his head was slammed against the wall!
Before Xin Jie could struggle, he was knocked unconscious and fell to the ground softly.
Wang Yazhi understood. Little Turtle is going to make everything Xin Huan suffered before double it back!
Even though Wang Yazhi was afraid, she also cared more about her son, so she didn't take the opportunity to escape, but didn't care about her stomach, ran over and grabbed the little turtle's hand, her face was full of tears and pleaded: "...... Please, don't hurt my son. β
The little turtle slowly turned his head and glared at Wang Yazhi.
Obviously, through the big sunglasses, I couldn't see the look in his eyes at all, but Wang Yazhi just understood, he was clearly looking at her with a bloodthirsty and mocking gaze!
It's as if she's a fish on the chopping board. No matter how hard she struggles, she can't escape the hand that holds her, and when the knife falls, she will be cut in two!
Wang Yazhi's knees were inexplicably weak, she slowly collapsed in front of the little turtle, only crying and begging, "I beg you, don't hurt my son, I beg you to ......"
The last time he rushed at her arrogantly on a big motorcycle, he swept her under the wheel without mercy. At that moment, the sky was blazing with sunshine, but it didn't illuminate the coldness around him at all. He seemed to have no pity for her life at all!
The little turtle stared into her eyes and smiled. A person's mind can be seen through his eyes, and he knows that she remembered the last car accident. He slowly grabbed her hair and asked her softly, "Remember, what did I remind you of last time?" And you, what did you promise me? β
He also wears black sheepskin gloves on his hands. The lambskin, which was supposed to be soft and warm, became cold as ice because of the momentum of his whole body. Wang Yazhi shuddered: "I remember, I remember!" You said that I am absolutely not allowed to hurt Xin Huan...... I promised you, and I didn't hurt her! β
Wang Yazhi pointed to the house: "I am married to Xin Ziyang, and this house should have belonged to me." How can this be regarded as hurting Xin Huan? β
The little turtle's hand slid on Wang Yazhi's carotid artery and pressed it slightly: "I can kill you now, and you will suffocate to death in three minutes." Within two hours, the baby in your womb will also die of suffocation......"
Wang Yazhi was shocked: "No, don't!" I beg you! β
Xin Huan witnessed all this happening, but he couldn't speak out because of the great pain. She breathed hard, deeply, and her body finally recovered. She couldn't stand up, so she dragged herself and crawled over, grabbed the little turtle's leg with a bang, and screamed with difficulty: "Little turtle, you, stop!" β
The little turtle narrowed his eyes: "You pity her?" β
Xin Huan shook his head: "...... The child in her belly. I don't want to hurt. β
The little turtle let go of his hand suddenly, let go of Wang Yazhi, bent down and picked up Xin Huan and walked out of the door, never looking back.
Xiaogui gave up the motorcycle this time and took Xin Huan to the hospital in a taxi.
The driver was yelled at by him several times, telling him to go faster.
The driver explained aggrievedly that there was no way to race the car. The little turtle kicked the saddle in annoyance, saying that it was better to ride a motorcycle.
Xin Huan could only stare at him with a pale face and said, "What are you doing here?" I'm not dead yet. I just hit the inch, and I couldn't speak. You see, I'm not going through it now, I'm fine. β
The little turtle still clutched her hand and refused to let go.
Xin Huan sighed and withdrew his hand with all his might.
The strange fragments of broken fragments that surged up in her mind annoyed her.
And in those clips, there are little turtles.
She obviously only knew him, she had obviously gotten along with him for so many periods, but she didn't understand that the weird clips in her mind were all magical things!
She's so tired. It seems that the little turtle is a person she should have avoided all along, but she has never been able to do it.
On this day, He Yu checked the files in Jiahe for another day.
When he got home, he invited his mother into the room and talked behind closed doors.
With such an old-fashioned seriousness of his son, Bai Shuyi wanted to laugh at first, and said, "I told your father, I can arrange a lively master for you, don't have an abacus face like a bookkeeper." He agreed, saying that he was looking for a returnee who had returned from Wall Street...... I thought you could learn from him to be more lively, but why are you still old-fashioned? β
It wasn't until he found that there was no smile on his son's face that Bai Shuyi felt that something was wrong. He sat down and smiled, and asked, "What do you want to say, son?" β
He Yu showed Bai Shuyi the information of Dark Horse Media and asked: "I carefully interrogated Ji Fan and his team members about this project." Ji Fan himself doesn't know, and I believe my dad doesn't know either...... Who has the ability to directly establish this project without going through the company's assessment procedures, and there is no need to worry about my father's verification afterwards? β
He Yu stared at Bai Shuyi: "Mom, it's you, right?" β
Bai Shuyi's face turned white: "You little thing, your eyes are poisonous enough." But sure enough, it was my Bai Shuyi's son, who was really born and descended from the family. It's only been a few days since I went to the company, and I found a loophole. β
He Yu smiled faintly: "Mom, I don't ask you too much." You tell your son: Who is this dark horse media? β
He Yu sighed: "I asked people to go to the industrial and commercial side to check, and the tax registrant I found was Bai Ding...... I don't believe that person has the energy to build a dark horse media, he is just an empty shell...... I want to know who the real boss behind the scenes is. β
Bai Shuyi smiled: "Son, don't you think it's my mother?" β
"Of course it's possible." He Yu nodded solemnly: "You are your grandfather's daughter, although you have not interfered in business for many years, I believe you also have a talent for business." Moreover, in the early years, he followed his grandfather in the United States, and he knew a lot about Hollywood's set of operating methods; β
"What's more, you have always been angry about Xin Ziyang taking the Syndicate. Since the syndicate can't be recovered, he simply establishes another entertainment company to specifically suppress the syndicate and avenge it...... This is really in line with the mother's temperament. β
Bai Shuyi bit her lip and endured it, but her eyes were still wet: "Son, it turns out that in your heart, is your mother such a person?" β
He Yu was also a little sad, leaning over and squatting on his mother's knees: "Mom, my son is in a hurry for a while, and he doesn't choose what to say." It's just that the mother tells her son the truth, okay? The son also hoped that he was wrong. β
Bai Shuyi blinked away tears and sighed: "...... Half of the guess is right. It's true that we can't let go of the Syndicate; We are not willing to let Xin Ziyang's dog get cheap, and it is true. So as you said, Dark Horse Media is a chess piece. β
Bai Shuyi looked at his son: "Heyu, you should understand that with the strength of our family and the Bai family, it is only a matter of time before we want to re-establish and cultivate a company, and push this company to the height of the syndicate in the future, not at all." β
He Yu could only nod heavily.
Bai Shuyi reached out and stroked her son's hair: "The only thing you guessed wrong, it was my mother and me." Even though I hate Xin Ziyang the most and want to go back to the Syndicate the most, I won't do it myselfβjust because, son, you're in high school. The next three years will be the most important time of your life, and I will take care of you and accompany you wholeheartedly. In my mother's eyes, where are other things more important than your future? β
He choked with his throat and reached out to hug his mother.
Bai Shuyi also hugged He Yu and sobbed sadly: "...... Your grandmother passed away shortly after I was born. Although your grandfather has poured all his love, Dad's love can never replace Mom's. When I was a child, every time I was wronged, or I dreamed back in the middle of the night, I hoped that it was my mother who hugged me and comforted me, not my father......"
"When I was a child, I vowed that when I became a mother, I would give all my love to my children. Never let your child feel lonely, let alone let your child take a wrong step...... Son, do you understand? β
He Yu couldn't bear to refute any longer, so he could only nod and ask softly: "Then who is the person who is really hosting Dark Horse Media from behind the scenes?" β
Bai Shuyi hesitated.
He Yu squinted his eyes silently: "...... It's a little turtle, right? β
Bai Shuyi sighed and nodded: "There is nothing wrong with the original. Xiao Gu is originally from the Bai family, and he is here to do business with your grandfather. He said that he was interested in the entertainment industry, so he asked him to form his own company to do a good job. Just learn while doing. β
He Yu asked slowly: "That little turtle, do you know the future purpose of this company?" Will he also target the Syndicate? β
Bai Shuyi said: "In the business field, there are not so many assumptions. If the dark horse does well, it will inevitably compete with the Syndicate in the future; On the other hand, if the syndicate loses first, then it will not be the turn of the dark horse. Everything depends on chance, but also on one's own creation. β
He Yu nodded: "Xie Lu, Xie's mother told the truth." The son understood. β.
In the hospital, the doctor carefully examined Xin Huan inside and out. The doctor repeatedly assured that there was really no big problem, and the little turtle gave up.
Xin Huan himself could only smile bitterly: "You really want to take me to all the departments of the hospital, right?" We haven't been to the pediatric department yet, so let's just go. β
The little turtle smiled and was relieved, and reached out to pat her on the head: "It's good that you're okay." β
Xin Huan didn't tell him, although the doctor also said that there was nothing wrong, but she herself knew that something was wrong.
Just like being pushed and hit on the head by Xin Jie before, more fragments kept appearing in front of her eyes during the back and forth inspection process. Those strange people and things, but with a strange sense of familiarity.
It can be inferred that her head was broken, but she has a hunch that it is not.
The little turtle was still not at ease, so he had to ask the doctor to prescribe some more medicine. The doctor only needs to prescribe some drugs to strengthen muscles and bones and tonify the brain according to Xin Huan's trauma. The little turtle was busy paying in and out to get the medicine, and Xin Huan sat silently in the wheelchair, looking at his back.
I used to think that he was a stranger, but at this time, many pictures of living with the little turtle inexplicably appeared in my mind.
Xin Huan closed his eyes, and his heart was like a fog.
"What's wrong, are you dizzy again?" The little turtle hurriedly ran over, reached out to cover her forehead, and probed her temperature.
Xin Huan smiled: "I'm fine." A little sleepy. Turtle, please send me home, I want to get a good night's sleep. β.
The little turtle sent Xin Huan home, trying in every possible way to stay and take care of her.
Xin Huan had no choice but to say: "I want to take a shower before going to bed, you are here, how can I wash!" β
The little turtle snorted twice and said, "Otherwise, I will wait in the corridor outside the gate." You wash yours first, don't rush. When it's all washed and convenient, I'll come in again. β
Xin Huan sighed and pushed him towards the door: "...... I'm also magnetic field sensitive. Feel. There are many strangers in the house, you disturb my magnetic field, I can't sleep. Let's go, please. β
The momentum of the little turtle against Wang Yazhi's mother and son was completely unavailable at this time. He was easily pushed to the door by her, and pleaded hopelessly with the door: "...... I just stayed downstairs. If you're not feeling well, I'll catch up as soon as possible. β
Xin Huan could only pinch his waist and lose his temper: "Let's not do this, okay?" You're black, and you're riding a motorcycle like a giant donkey, guarding downstairs, do you want the owners of this community to think that they are going to be charged protection money? Little turtle, I really don't have anything to do, you can go. β
The little turtle narrowed his eyes.
Her gaze kept avoiding him...... Although she used to avoid him, her eyes were always bravely directed towards her...... But today, something is wrong.
The little turtle put more force on his hand, violently supported the door panel, and looked hard: "...... Do you remember something? β
Xin Huan smiled and smiled at him innocently: "What do I think of?" Little Turtle, what do you think I should remember? β
The little turtle stopped talking, just looked at her quietly through his sunglasses.
Xin Huan smiled and waved his hand: "In vain, don't send it." β
Leaning against the crack in the door, listening to the footsteps of the little turtle, Xin Huan finally walked away, Xin Huan's legs weakened and slipped on the marble floor. Close your eyes, let the fear melt away a bit, grab your laptop, and crawl back under the covers.
She went online to read the blogs of some so-called supernatural people, some said that they could predict the future and calculate good fortune and evil, Xin Huan carefully flipped through the messages page by page to see if there was anything accurate.
But in the end, I was disappointed.
Those so-called calculations are nothing more than the use of language skills and psychological means. It's ambiguous, and it's right to attach it no matter what.
Xin Huan sighed, began to close her eyes, and forcefully mobilized the inexplicable fragments in her mind - looking for content that was relatively close to the time and place she was at this time, and then typing the keyboard to record it.
She waited, when that day came, to compare reality with the records of this time...... When the time comes, you will know whether all this is the sequelae of hitting the head, or whether it is true.
When she was done, she threw away her laptop and retracted into the covers. I feel so cold.
I miss my mother so much, I miss my mother's arms so much. I really want to hug my mother at such a time, snuggle into my mother's arms, and listen to my mother say, "Everything will be fine", then she can fall asleep quietly......
Xin Huan pulled out the pillow, held her head, and forced herself to sink into the darkness.
During the Chinese New Year, Xin Ziyang and Lin Ning both sent invitations to Xin Huan, hoping that she would celebrate the New Year with them. Xin Huan smiled at Xin Ziyang and said, "Xin Ziyang counts you as having a conscience!" β
Xin Ziyang knew that Wang Yazhi and Xin Jie came to the house to make trouble, and he knew that he was wrong, so he came back to accompany Xin Huan for a few days before the New Year. coaxed her to go with him for the New Year, and promised that Wang Yazhi and Xin Jie would not be allowed to bully her again, and she would be allowed to have a good New Year.
Xin Ziyang is like this, and Xin Huan didn't hold on to the real estate certificate anymore.
Originally, Wang Yazhi is now Xin Ziyang's legal wife, so this property should be the joint property of the husband and wife, and Wang Yazhi is eager to swear all of it.
Xin Huan only solemnly said to Xin Ziyang: "Xin Jie's two hundred and five, always thinking about demolishing my mother's bedroom." I'll tell you the ugly thing about the front, the house can be demolished if you want, but you have to leave all the things my mother left in it. If one is missing and one is ruined, don't say that I don't care about the relationship between my in-laws, I will work hard! β
Xin Ziyang solemnly promised that it would be done.
Xin Huan got up and went back to the room to call Lin Ning. said, "Mom, I promised Xin Ziyang for the New Year, and I will spend it with them." Anyway, my surname is still Xin; This year is the first Spring Festival after the reorganization of the Xin family, and I can't say anything if I'm not at home...... Mom, I'll see you go when I'm in the second year of junior high school. Bai Shuyi also has to return to her mother's house in the second year of junior high school, and she doesn't dare to trouble you on Chinese New Year's Eve and the first day of junior high school, don't worry. In the second year of junior high school, everything is with me. β
Lin Ning in electricity. The words are very gloomy, but I also understand the reason why my daughter did this. It's just that I still can't control my emotions in electricity. The words sobbed quietly.
Xin Huan's heart hurt as if he was twisted, and he persuaded softly: "Mom, don't cry, you're about to be a bride, you have to smile more." β
Lin Ning said: "...... I don't regret divorcing your dad, I just feel sorry for you. β
"Under the New Year, every family is beaming. But you, child, will be alone. I can't forgive myself when I think about it. Since I gave birth to you, I don't have the ability to make you happy...... Mom is sorry for you, it's all Mom's bad. β
Xin Huan shed tears in a big way, but laughed loudly: "Mom, don't be stupid." At my age, I was in the period of rebellion, and I wished that no one would restrain me. Mom, don't be sad, I'm having a good time. This year, I finally don't have to accompany you to watch the Spring Festival Gala and then watch the opera Spring Festival Gala, I can watch whatever I want on the Internet casually......"
Xin Huan asked, "Mom, the wedding is almost ready, right?" β
Again, "...... Does Bai Shuyi know that Lu Dao is married? Did she mess with you? β