Chapter Twenty-Three: Fragmented Pictures

Wen Ning was frightened by his sudden appearance.

Applejack yelled, and ran over to him and knelt down to help him.

The sea water drenched her hair, and droplets were thrown everywhere with her panicked movements.

"What's wrong with you? Tell me," Wen Ning cried out, trying to take his hand.

But Leng Yingjie hunched over and curled up in a ball on the sand.

Panting for breath, his mouth shouted one after another, "Ahh Ahh

He grabbed his hair with one hand, and because he wasn't wearing a shirt, the other hand was clenched into a fist and pressed against his chest.

The muscles on his arms were bruised, and the muscles in his back were tense.

Wen Ning cried in fright.

Not only her, but Guapi and the others were also frightened, but no one dared to step forward in the surroundings.

Pan Dongxue wiped the sea water on his face and returned to the beach, "What are you doing?" ”

No one responded to him.

Approaching and hearing Wen Ning's anxious cry, he hurriedly strode forward, "What's wrong?" ”

Wen Ning only cared about crying, she was still not strong enough, and she panicked when she encountered something.

Seeing Leng Yingjie's painful appearance on the sand, Pan Dongxue stepped forward and forcibly pressed him over to lie down.

He complained, "Why is he so strong." ”

Turning his head to the melon skin, he shouted, "Bring water." ”

Guapi found a few bottles of mineral water and unscrewed them.

Wen Ning took it and was about to feed it to Leng Yingjie, her hands were trembling, "Ajie, calm down." ”

Leng Yingjie was still struggling, and the water ran down his chin.

Wen Ningzheng didn't know what to do.

At this time, Leng Yingjie snatched the water from her hand and fell into her face.

Soon a bottle of mineral water was poured out, and the melon peel hurriedly handed over two more bottles.

Leng Yingjie still continued to pour into his face.

He gasped for breath and finally calmed down, gulping down what little he had left.

The sun was shining in his eyes, and he couldn't open them.

He put his arms on his eyes, his body still undulating violently.

"Applejackβ€”" Wen Ning called him tentatively.

Pan Dongxue is also so strange, he was fine a second ago, what's wrong with him?

Leng Yingjie's mind didn't stop, and even more strange and blurry pictures appeared, each of which was accompanied by a loud noise, which made his ears buzz.

"Are you alright?" Pan Dongxue asked beside him, if he hadn't been frightened by Wen Ning, he wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to Leng Yingjie.

Leng Yingjie wanted to sit up, but Wen Ning supported him.

He kept pulling at his hair and wouldn't let go.

Wen Ning remembered that the location where he was injured when he rescued him.

"How are you?" She cautiously asked, "Why don't you go to the doctor?" ”

Leng Yingjie slowed down for a while before he said with difficulty, "No... Let's go. ”

The two left under the gaze of Pan Dongxue and others.

The mute Sun came home and was very worried when he learned about Leng Yingjie's situation, he thought for a long time and wrote on the paper [Is it the place where the injury is?] 】

Wen Ning widened his eyes and nodded, "I also feel like it's there." ”

Leng Yingjie's head no longer hurts, and now what bothers him is those strange pictures.

"I'm like... Something comes to mind..."

The mute Sun skipped a beat in his heart and wrote, "What do you remember? 】

Leng Yingjie put his hands on his head again, closed his eyes and thought hard, and shook his head, "I don't know very well, but I seem to have been injured by someone." ”

He looked at Wen Ning, "I didn't fall and hurt myself when you saved me, did I?" Is there anything else on me? ”

Of course, Wen Ning remembered the scene at that time, she was so frightened that she wanted to call the police, but at that time, the mute Sun Bi painted a picture to let her save people first.

Then she forgot about it...

"Youβ€”" she said, glancing at Dumb Sun, who didn't seem to want her to say anything.

"What's wrong? You say" Leng Yingjie was anxious, but his voice was not loud, and he always carefully controlled the volume when talking to Wen Ning.

Wen Ning weighed it in his heart, maybe the dumb Sun just didn't want to make a big deal about it, but in fact, it would be nothing if he told Leng Yingjie.

"You have a big wound on your head, I don't know how it was caused."

Leng Yingjie lowered his head, what could this mean.

Mute Sun breathed a sigh of relief.

"But your hands and feet are tied, and your hands are still tied behind your back..."

Mute Sun and Leng Yingjie stared at Wen Ning with wide eyes at the same time.

"You mean... I was tied up and sunk into the sea? Leng Yingjie was excited, and the shock in his heart was indescribable.

The dumb Sun was stunned in place, regretting why he didn't communicate with Xiao Wenning earlier and not to talk about it.

On the day he rescued Leng Yingjie, he was not completely unconscious.

Although Wen Ning asked him and didn't answer, when he asked him what his name was, the mute Sun Qing heard it clearly, and he said, Leng Yingjie.

Even though it was a thunderstorm, the sound of the torrential rain drowned out almost everything.

But the name was like a thunderclap that blew up in the ears of the mute grandson.

Twenty-three years later, he met the people of the Leng family again.

The dying young man in front of him was actually the little young master he once held!

How could he have fallen into the sea so downcast? The mute Sun understood after a little thought.

He, like himself back then, was calculated by some people in the Leng family.

Leng Yingjie stood up abruptly, his clenched hands trembling slightly, why was he injured and tied up and thrown into the sea? Who are you?

The dumb Sun's muddy but blazing eyes lowered for a moment, and immediately picked up the pen and wrote: [You boxed well, you may have provoked someone to be retaliated against]

This statement makes sense, Wen Ning pondered this possibility.

Leng Yingjie relaxed a little and was not so excited, but he always felt in his heart that it would not be so simple.

If not for this reason, what would it be?

He couldn't guess either.

Leng Yingjie was sullen for a few days, and he didn't say much.

Wen Ning began to help the mute Sun go out to sea to fish, although Leng Yingjie still had the money he earned from boxing, but he couldn't do nothing.

When the weather is good, Wen Ning works with the mute Sun.

Leng Yingjie didn't worry about the two of them, but he hadn't learned to swim yet, and it was also an obstacle to follow along.

I had to send them to the dock every day, and then I found a place to stay in a daze and waited for them to come back.

Without boxing, he felt like a waste.

The mute Sun was holding his fishing tools, and Wen Ning saw a child painting on the fishmonger's boat that had come to collect fish.

Interested, she waded over to the fishmonger's boat and sat on the side to watch the little girl's graffiti.

"Sister, the sky needs to be a little more red to look good," she said with interest.

The little girl's innocent little face looked at her, "Sister, isn't the sky blue?" ”

Wen Ning smiled, "Yes, but it's not just blue, you think, the sun is very warm, right, the warm should also be red." ”

There was a sound of slapping on the deck behind him, and the mute Sun was beckoning Wen Ning to leave.

"You draw well, after you draw it, will you show your sister when you come back another day?" She smiled and walked away.

The little girl watched her leave, looked up and asked the fishmonger, "Uncle, when will Mom and Dad come?" ”

The fishmonger ignored her and muttered to himself, "I didn't see any fish." ”

In the shadows of the cabin.

The crane-haired man whispered, "No hurry. ”