Even if he is too stupid to reach, the throbbing and pain in his heart cannot deceive people.

He stared at the girl, and the determination of his inevitability made him look extremely cold.

And this is his greatest concession.

"Don't push me, Cha Cha."

Wen Cha was imprisoned in his arms by him, and resistance did not work.

If he could find this place, he should have known what she was doing.

He is a wise man, when he found out that she was with Zhong Lin, but did not immediately come up and take her home, the crux should be Zhong Lang.

Zhong Lang said that Zhong Lin is his junior.

It was the doctor she needed.

Everything is solved.

Wen Cha closed his eyes, broke free for a moment, couldn't break free, and bit Song Yu's neck with a mouthful, "Let go." ”

Her strength was so heavy that she almost bit him to bleed, but Song Yu didn't feel any pain, reached out and touched her hair, looked back at the top of her hair, and only felt that her whole heart was filled.

"Cha Cha, promise me...... Well? ”

Wen Cha let go of him, looked up at him, and met her round, little hamster-like eyes, Song Yu's heart was numb, and it was soft, "Cha Cha, uncle...... In the future, I will take good care of you, and my uncle will promise you that no one can hurt you again, okay? ”

"Not good."

Wen Cha tilted his head and didn't look at him, "It's not good at all." ”

Song Yu's body stiffened, and he turned to laugh: "Chacha can do whatever you want, okay?"

Wen Cha: "I want enough freedom, can you give it?"

Song Yu was silent for a moment: "...... I promise you......"

Rather than put it out of his sight, he would rather accept it.

"Then let it go."

His fingers were slightly loose, and she pushed him away, turned around, and looked at Zhong Lin, who was already stunned and messy in the wind.

"Doctor Zhong, thank you for taking care of me during this time, I think I should go back."

Zhong Lin came back to her senses and looked at the man behind her, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes, "Can you do it?" ”

Wen Cha smiled: "You said, I can do it."

Zhong Lin's heart was a little relieved, thinking about Song Yu's attitude towards her, he was still not at ease, "I don't know if Mr. Song is your own uncle?" ”

With such a possessive and controlling desire, even a bystander feels frightened, and Wencha seems to be fine, how can it be that he doesn't feel anything?

"I'm her guardian."

Song Yu looked at Zhong Lin's inquiring eyes and said coldly: "After going through the legal process, if Doctor Zhong is not at ease, you can come to Song Mansion to have a look."

Of course, it was impossible for Zhong Lin to go to the Song family to check.

I had to smile and say, "Mr. Song, can you take a step to speak."

Song Yu let go of the warm tea and walked not far away with Zhong Lin.

Zhong Lin got straight to the point and said: "I now regard Mr. Song as Gu Cha's guardian, so I tell you this, I hope you don't get angry with Gu Cha."

Song Yu glanced at the girl who was standing in place, looking like a dumb melon, and didn't speak.

Zhong Lin smiled: "Gu Cha is a very painful little girl, I guess you know it."

Song Yu retracted his gaze.

Zhong Lin continued: "Gu Cha is not in good health, her mind is relatively fragile, she has a lot of trouble, and she doesn't talk much, Mr. Song, as her guardian, should know these things best, please be careful and tolerant of her."

Song Yuren's face pale slightly: "This is nature."

"Gu Cha has the habit of drinking freshly squeezed juice in the morning, he doesn't like pasta in Chinese food, he likes to drink porridge and soup for dinner, he is hungry, and he wants to eat small wontons for supper, do you know this?"

Song Yu: "......"

"Gu Cha likes to write around, likes to travel, doesn't like restraint and restraint, while painting, she has a talent for photography, she has a very unique side of the world, and there is a madness in her bones that even she hasn't discovered, has Mr. Song ever understood?"

Song Yu: "......"

Seeing that Song Yu's complexion was getting worse and worse, Zhong Lin probably knew the reason.

"During this time, I have been with her, Mr. Song doesn't have to feel jealous or angry, I see Gu Cha as a sister, and she also treats me as an elder brother, although she knows in her heart that I just want to heal her, she also accepts it calmly, no matter what Mr. Song thinks in her heart, she should give her more trust."

Song Yu angrily wanted to punch him in the face.

But those words, He was the girl he understood.

In front of another man, she would be so free and happy, and all this had nothing to do with him.

All he gave her was bondage, control, and unhappiness.

She had never smiled like that in front of him.

She was silent, or sarcastic, or at best, just numb to him.

The Walking Dead, but that's it.

"Mr. Song, please treat her well, whether as an uncle or as a man."

*********

On the way back, Song Yu was silent and let Wen Cha think that he had been replaced.

However, she was not in the mood to analyze why he was upset.

Her belongings were all in the car, and Song Yu sent her to the home where her former parents lived.

It is not as spacious as the Song family, and the petty bourgeois house has a special taste.

Song Yu carried the things up with her.

Wen Cha found the house where the original owner lived.

The contents are very well preserved, and a little cleaning can live in people.

Song Yu called the housekeeper to clean up, and after cleaning up, he and her put things back in their place, and the sky outside had already darkened.

Song Yu went out to buy porridge and soup, put it in the living room, pushed open the door and called her: "I'll go back."

Wen Cha took out the last painting and put it away, before nodding.

Song Yu stared at the quiet girl, and finally couldn't say anything.

Just say, "If there's anything, just call me, and I'll ...... at any time" can come to you.

Wen Cha said "yes", but they all knew that she would probably not call him in her life.

He turned to leave, his always domineering back, a little more lonely.

Through the curtains, Wen Cha could see the face leaning against the side of the car, looking back silently.

Some are strange, some are familiar.

He stayed for a long time and then drove away.

Wen Cha stood for a while, went to the living room to drink the porridge and soup, wiped his mouth, washed up, lay on the bed, and called out the system.

"Ask you one last time, who is the golden thigh?"

The system was silent for a moment.

"That...... Scientific judgment, yes...... Zhong Lin. ”

"Emotionally?"

"Emotionally speaking, it's still Zhong Lin."

The system came up with a basis: "He is a psychiatrist, he prescribes the right medicine with you, and his understanding of you is also the most thorough in the world, and he can bring you the greatest help, not him, who is it?"

Wen Cha took a deep breath, buried his head in the quilt, and laughed, "He doesn't know me. ”

What he knew was the original owner she had revealed.

This kind of understanding is very comfortable and just right.

It's just a fake.

The system suddenly became a little weak, and said weakly: "His attitude towards you is also different."

"He's really different to me."

She lifted the quilt and stared at the ceiling for a while, "He has feelings for me in addition to professionalism, but also sustenance." ”

System: "...... No way. ”

"You can call up his profile."

Wen Cha closed his eyes, didn't have a chance again, and fell asleep quietly.

But the system just can't sleep.

Its scientific basis determined that Zhong Lin was a golden thigh, and he never doubted it.

But after seeing Zhong Lin himself, not only warm tea, but also began to feel that something was wrong.

Zhong Lin seems to be too gentle and perfect.

It's like tailor-made for warm tea, and it's like it everywhere.

Warm tea will only suspect that the judgment is wrong.

Is it actually that simple?