Fortunately.

It was then that she sensed a slight breathing sound coming from the room.

How come it is also from the direction of the bed?!

Lin Ansheng returned to the side of the bed again, followed the slight breathing, and bent down again.

In the end, he simply lay on the ground.

Cheng'er?!

Lin Ansheng gasped in shock.

I saw a thin layer of bedding spread under the bed, and the little Cheng'er lay on it, curled up in a ball.

Even in his sleep, he frowned, as if he had dreamed of something terrible, and his little body was shaking terribly.

Lin Ansheng hurriedly took Cheng'er out from under the bed.

"Cheng'er, why are you sleeping here? You'll get cold if you sleep here! ”

In fact, when Lin Ansheng hadn't touched Cheng'er, Cheng'er opened her eyes in shock.

Suddenly, he looked at his mother's exact silhouette that was exactly the same as Lin Yue'er, as if he was suddenly in the Lin Mansion again, and suddenly returned to the days when the third watch was arrested in the middle of the night to draw blood.

It hurts so much!

He didn't want to go!

Cheng'er's clear eyes instantly overflowed with tears.

No, don't come here!

Cheng'er shook her head desperately and waved her hands.

The little body trembled and struggled......

Knowing the son Mo Ruomu.

Lin Ansheng understood what was going on in an instant.

Cheng'er, who was still half-asleep and half-awake, kicked his hands and feet.

In the chaos, Lin Ansheng's cheeks and chest were hit several times, and his stomach was also kicked and hurt.

Lin Ansheng endured the pain and did not let go of his hand, but hugged Cheng'er tightly, patted Cheng'er's back gently with a warm palm, and soothed it with a very gentle voice.

"I'm a mother, I won't hurt you."

"No one can hurt you in the future......"

"Cheng'er, don't be afraid, my mother is here!"

“……”

Under this gentle reassuring voice, Cheng'er's eyes gradually regained their clarity.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had kicked his mother for a long time, and immediately regretted that he wanted to hit his little head with his fist.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault! How can I beat my mother! ”

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt at all!" Lin Ansheng said as he grabbed Cheng'er's small fist.

He also put Cheng'er back into the bed.

Cheng'er sat up a little uneasily, not daring to fall asleep.

"What's wrong?"

"I haven't slept in a bed since I can remember, Lin Yue'er said that I was a little mongrel and didn't deserve to sleep in bed......"

Cheng'er even used the pupil technique to sense the sound of weakness and fear.

Lin Ansheng's heart was stabbed.

She tightened her fists a few times, then released them again.

How could she be so careless!

In the days when she first got Cheng'er back, she felt that Cheng'er was a boy and should cultivate the habit of sleeping independently, but she never expected that Cheng'er had slept under the bed for more than ten days.

Sleepless days and nightmares!

She's too derelict in her duties!

Lin Ansheng bent down and told him domineeringly while touching Cheng'er's head.

"With your mother's parents, you can sleep with confidence, your mother's parents are here to guard you, and the king of heaven can't help you when he comes!"

After speaking, Lin Ansheng lifted the mattress and lay down next to Cheng'er.

She grabbed Cheng'er with her long arms.

Cheng'er pillowed Lin Ansheng's arm, feeling soft and warm, inexplicably relieved, and her frowning brows stretched.

Lin Ansheng smiled and patted Cheng'er on the back.

"If you can't sleep, my mother will tell you a story, once upon a time there was a mountain, there was a temple on the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple......"

After talking about the work of tea, Lin Ansheng heard Cheng'er's even and steady breathing.

It's just that Lin Ansheng's mood is still unstable.

Cheng'er's aphasia is a heart disease, and it can't be cured by pills alone, so we have to find a way to give him more companionship and care.

This night, Lin Ansheng pondered a lot of ways and slept very late.

Early the next morning.

When Lin Ansheng took Cheng'er and Lin Zheng to refine medicine, he was inevitably sleepy and yawned.

"I tell you, in addition to the king of talent, this way of refining medicine must also be able to persistently concentrate on mental power and hiss ......"

Before Lin Ansheng finished speaking, the back of his hand accidentally rubbed over the hot alchemy furnace.

The back of the white and tender hand immediately burned a piece of blue and red.

Lin Ansheng frowned and pouted in pain.

The pain of the burn is deep in the flesh and lasts, and it will take at least two or three days to heal.

Lin Zheng hurriedly went to get the scald ointment.

Cheng'er was filial, as if it was burning on his body, and circled around Lin Ansheng anxiously.

Lin Ansheng just wanted to comfort Cheng'er.

Unexpectedly, Cheng'er suddenly grabbed a dagger, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his little arms, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and was ready to cut it.

Lin Ansheng's heart trembled, and he hurriedly pressed Cheng'er's wrist and asked.

"What are you doing here?"

"Mother, draw my blood! My blood can heal bones and muscles, as long as my blood is used, the wound on your hand will not hurt soon! ”

Cheng'er used the pupil technique to induce a voice to Lin Ansheng.

When Lin Ansheng heard this, his heart was like being grabbed by a big palm, and he trembled in pain.

The feelings of pity and guilt for Cheng'er, and their resentment towards Lin Yue'er and Xuanyuan Yu were intertwined, making her almost crazy.

Without much thought, she slapped the dagger off Cheng'er's hand, and her voice suddenly rose several degrees.

"Who allows you to assert and hurt yourself? It's not allowed to do that anymore, you know? ”

"Mother, don't be angry!! Mother, don't hit me! ”

Cheng'er knelt on the ground with a thud.

He clutched his ears with both hands, his eyes closed, and his whole body shrunk into a lump.

The pitiful little appearance instantly pulled Lin Ansheng's reason back.

She's just too fierce!

It will make Cheng'er think of the scene of Lin Yue'er abusing him!!

Lin Ansheng hurriedly bent down to hug Cheng'er, lowered his voice, and patted Cheng'er's back one by one.

"Don't be afraid! My mother wasn't angry with you just now, she was angry with me......"

"It's my mother who didn't protect you well and made you suffer too much over the years!"

"Promise my mother, protect yourself from now on, and you can't hurt yourself for anyone else! Love yourself like a mother, okay? ”

“……”

Under Lin Ansheng's gentle and caring voice, Cheng'er's purple pupils gradually recovered clearly, and a trace of happiness gradually appeared on her face.

He nodded heavily to his mother.

"Good...... Cheng'er will definitely be obedient and will never hurt herself indiscriminately again. ”

"Worthy of my son!"

Lin Ansheng rubbed Cheng'er's head.

At this time, Lin Zheng, who went to get the scald ointment, also came back.

When I entered the house, I saw Lin Ansheng and Cheng'er kneeling and hugging each other.

Lin Zheng was taken aback.

"What's wrong?"

“……”

Cheng'er opened her mouth, only to remember that she couldn't make a sound, her eyes darkened, and she could only turn her head and wait for her mother to explain.

should have been at the age when she was chattering like Bao'er, but Cheng'er couldn't pronounce half a word.

There is no way to express yourself, let alone be understood, as if you are isolated from the world.

Seeing this, Lin Ansheng was very distressed.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Ansheng suddenly remembered something, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he excitedly pulled Cheng'er up.

"Let's go! Mother takes you to a good place! ”