He is delusional

Chapter 212 Don't Really Be Stupid

At the first moment, Ah Ting didn't feel pain, but was anxious to see Lego. Of course, the plastic toys were all broken when they fell on the ground.

Teacher Zhuang quickly squatted down and hugged him: "A Ting!"

She anxiously checked his hands and feet, her knees and palms were red, she frowned and turned to the housekeeper and servant who rushed out after hearing the movement, "Please call the family doctor, Ting fell."

A Ting's face was flushed from crying, holding Lego in his hand, he couldn't put it back together: "Woooo..."

Yuan also wanted to move her feet, but she couldn't move. The cross-stitch in her hand was unconsciously clenched, as if it was stuck by a needle, and her fingertips hurt.

Yuchi also came back at this time, looking at the mess on the ground, then looking at Yuanye with an indifferent expression, pursed his thin lips, and hugged A Ting.

"Papa..." He choked up crying, so pitiful, he held up the Lego in his hand to show him.

Yuchi looked at Yuanye, and said in an indistinguishable tone of emotion: "Ah Ting has been making this toy for several days."

Yuan Ye's eyelashes twitched a bit, but she remained expressionless when facing Captain Yuchi's gaze: "So?"

"He doesn't know what's going on between us, he just likes you, regards you as his mother, and wants to please you."

"Are you blaming me for not being good enough to your son?" Yuan also bent her lips, emphasizing the words 'your son'.

Yuchi looked at her steadily.

Yuan Ye looked at A Ting, his eyelashes were very long, and there was a teardrop that couldn't fall, he looked at her pitifully, but didn't call her again.

She continued to maintain an indifferent expression: "I said, if you don't want me to hurt him again, let him stay away from me."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and went upstairs, even her back seemed alienated.

Yuesao followed closely, but she was a step too late, and she locked the door.

The sound insulation of the room is good, once the door is closed, A Ting can't hear the cry, and Yuan also stands with her back against the door for a long time, and then she raises her hand. It enters the pulp of the finger, and as soon as it is pulled out, blood beads will be secreted.

... She just didn't want that toy, and didn't want to accept such a family of three. She could have had a child of her own, but now it's gone. She knew that it had nothing to do with A Ting, and she shouldn't anger A Ting, and she didn't. It's just that she doesn't want to accept it. She didn't expect that Ating would fall down and the toys would break...

Kite also lowered her eyelids, threw the cross stitch on the cabinet, and covered her face with her hands.

She really feels that she is becoming more and more abnormal day by day, from sensitive to suspicious, from suspicious to irritable, from irritable to numb, and now she can't even handle the simplest children's problems well, obviously she was so easy at the beginning.

She couldn't really be fooled by Yuchi, right?

She told Wei Mu that if she continued like this, she would go crazy... Are she on the verge of going crazy now?
Yuan also paused for a moment, then raised her hand, and slapped herself on the face. The subtle pain made her feel a little bit human, and then she dragged her feet to the sofa.

That slap was obviously not heavy, but after walking a few steps, her head felt dizzy without any warning.

Her footsteps stopped suddenly, and then she felt her nose was hot, and some liquid slipped down to her lips, and her lips and teeth tasted like rust.

She touched her nose in a daze and felt blood on her hand.

She hurried into the bathroom, and the transparent mirror reflected the bleeding from her nose, Kite also frowned, turned on the faucet, took the water to wash away the blood, raised her head again, took a few tissues to cover her nose, and then put The bleeding stopped.

Nosebleed, angry?Or was she beaten to bleed by herself?

Kite also exhaled foul air from her lung cavity, threw the paper towel into the toilet and flushed it, washed her face again, and went to bed.

In the living room, Ah Ting was still crying, and it was useless to coax Yuchi. Teacher Zhuang asked the housekeeper for hot melt glue, and carefully glued back the broken Lego. She smiled and said, "Look, Ah Ting, it's good, it's not bad."

A Ting embraced it with both hands, pouted, touched it, and sniffled again.

"It's all the carpet's fault. It tripped A Ting," Teacher Zhuang stretched out his hand and patted the ground, "Look, the teacher beat it for you, so A Ting won't cry, okay? Cry like a little kitten, and she will cry at night." can not fall asleep."

A Ting sobbed: "Why, little, little cat can't sleep at night?"

"Because the cat is going to catch mice at night."

Ating opened his eyes wide: "No, no mice."

He frantically wiped away the tears, and finally stopped crying.

Yuchi wiped his face clean with a tissue, and gave Teacher Zhuang a thankful look.

Teacher Zhuang hugged A Ting on his lap, lowered his head and said to him: "Mom has been sick recently, does A Ting know that she is sick? It means that she has to take very bitter medicine every day. Mom is most afraid of suffering, so she will be unhappy. Wait After Mom finishes taking the medicine, she will play with A Ting as happily as before."

Is Mama sick too?Also like Ating, do you have to take bitter medicine every day?Thinking of the smell of medicine, A Ting wrinkled his nose.

Teacher Zhuang asked gently: "Doesn't Ah Ting trust Teacher?"

Ating nodded: "I believe."

"Then don't blame mom. Mom didn't do it on purpose today. Next time we make other gifts for mom, mom will be happy."

"Ok!"

The family doctor came, and the nanny took A Ting to be examined by the doctor. Yuchi and Mr. Zhuang talked at the side: "Thank you Mr. Zhuang today."

Teacher Zhuang shook his head: "I'm Ating's early childhood teacher, and it's my responsibility to guide him to be sensible, but..."

She hesitated: "As an outsider, I shouldn't talk too much, but it's about Ah Ting. I still want to take the liberty to ask, Mrs. Wei..."

Yuchi knew what she wanted to ask, and said calmly: "Mr. Zhuang's explanation to A Ting is very correct. She just loses her child and is in a bad mood, and she will get better after a while."

Teacher Zhuang showed a smile: "That's good. Ating has a deep affection for Mrs. Wei. If Mrs. Wei really hates Ating, Ating will be very sad."

Yuchi looked back at the second floor, and said to someone, "She won't."

……

After that day, Kite rarely left the second floor.

Except for three meals a day, the room and the study are two points and one line at other times. After the cross-stitching is finished, she starts to learn calligraphy. She learned calligraphy from her grandfather for a few days when she was young, but unfortunately she had no talent at that time. After practicing for a week, the written characters will be very correct.

Yuchi stood at the door of the study, watching Yuan also lowered his head, tracing the copybook and writing in small letters.

She has been very quiet recently, neither noisy nor noisy, and she seldom speaks, no matter whether it is to him, Ating, or other people in the mansion, she is indifferent.

He asked the confinement wife to ask her why she didn't speak?She asked what is there to say?

Only when there is something to talk about, her daily life is so unchanging, what can I say?
Yuchi had no choice but to ask Yuesao to find out something to say to her, and Yuan would only ask a few more questions when she heard that she was interested.

But even so, her spirit was still visibly depressed, and she didn't even ask him when he would let her go.

There was also a knot between Yuchi Qingjun's brows.

(End of this chapter)