President,you are sick,needs to be cured!

Shang Jing lowered his eyes, and his long and thick eyelashes blocked his affection. He focused on Wen Zhouzhou's face, and a wry smile appeared at the corners of his mouth: "since Zhou Zhou knows, should you give up me?"

That night, he was afraid that he could not control his idea of imprisoning her, so he had to run away in a panic.

And recently, his mental state seems to be getting worse and worse.

Whenever he approached her, his mind would split into two selves. One was in the dark, talking to him about bewitching and abetting him to obey his inner thoughts, and the other was opposing.

He was worried that one day he would lose control and repeat the difficulties faced by Zhou and Zhou.

Wen Zhou tightened his hands holding Shang Jing's arm, and a trace of stubbornness slipped through his clear eyes: "even so, even if I know you want to drive me away from you, as long as I feel your love for me, I will stay with you and go nowhere!"

In Shang Jing's heart, she is his only warmth.

But in Wen Zhou's heart, the same is true.

She will never let go of Shang Jing's hand, nor will she allow Shang Jing to bear everything silently in the corner, nor will she allow Shang Jing to hide in the dark and lick the wound after being injured.

It's agreed that she will accompany him.

Wen Zhou raised his head, looked directly into Shang Jing's eyes and continued: "I will protect you. Maybe my ability is limited. My protection for you is very little. Even in many times, I am vulnerable, but I will do my best to protect you and protect you."

He has been guarding her all the time.

But now, she also wants to protect him.

Shang Jing's deep eyes set off waves with Wen Zhou's words. He looked at her and was speechless.

Wen Zhouzhou was not in the mood to see what the content of the TV play was. She probably got cold while waiting for Shang Jing. She felt a little hot and her eyes became more and more sleepy. She said vaguely, "Shang Jing, I'm sleepy."

Before Shang Jing replied to her, Wen Zhou had closed his eyes and slept with Shang Jing's arm.

Shang Jing thought she was in the rain and measured the temperature of her forehead with the back of her hand.

After feeling some signs of fever, he immediately got up, picked her up and strode towards the bedroom.

It should be a cold.

Blame him for coming back too late to let her stand at the door of the hotel for so long.

He knew that she would come to find him. When he learned that he was an hour old, he should rush back to the hotel at the first time.

In this way, she may also be able to avoid the occurrence of her cold.

The more she thinks about it, the more she blames herself.

This is not Mucheng. There are no family doctors on call. In addition, it is too late to contact the doctor to come to the hotel for a while.

Therefore, Shang Jing only took a quilt to cover her.

In the middle of the night, Wen Zhou had a high fever.

Shang Jing was sweating and kept testing the temperature on her forehead.

He lay beside her, wrapped in the temperature of her body.

Early in the morning, Wen Zhou's fever signs improved.

Shang Jing immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then closed her eyes and went to sleep.

When Wen Zhou opened his eyes, he felt his throat was very dry, as if he had been burned by fire.

She wanted to ask Shang Jing to pour her a glass of water, and then she felt the male body she met.

He was by her side.

Considering that Shang Jing didn't wake up and that Wen Zhou couldn't speak to disturb his sleep, she had to endure the discomfort in her throat, keep her posture and continue to lie in bed.

After a while, the people around me reacted.

She thought Shang Jing woke up and was about to talk when she found that she was suddenly held in her arms. Then she noticed that Shang Jing's sleep was very unstable.

He wrung his eyebrows and broke out in a cold sweat.

Wen Zhou coughed twice: "Shang Jing?"

Is it a nightmare?

But Shang Jing continued to immerse herself in her dream. While raising her sleeve to wipe off the cold sweat on Shang Jing's forehead, she gently patted him on the cheek and shouted hoarsely, "Shang Jing, wake up, wake up..."

If he does, she will be afraid.

I don't know what kind of nightmare can make Shang Jing so unstable in his sleep.

It must be those bad memories.

She continued to wipe the cold sweat on Shang Jing's forehead: "Shang Jing..."

Suddenly, her wrist was tightly grasped by Shang Jing.

Too much strength left a circle of red marks on her white skin.

Shang Jing suddenly opened his eyes. When he looked at his familiar eyes, he gradually calmed down.

Wen Zhou looked at him anxiously: "have you had a nightmare?"

Shang Jing stared at her. The warmth he felt in his arms and the reassuring fragrance on her dispelled his uneasiness and fear.

He turned over and held her in his arms, and then put his chin against her smooth wrist forehead. His low voice was full of hoarseness: "I dreamed of being a child."

Wen Zhou: "when I was a child?"

Shang Jing gave a sound. His palm clasped the back of Wen Zhou's head and smelled the faint fragrance of her hair at the tip of his nose. He immediately felt incomparable peace and comfort in his heart.

"Once, when I was taking a bath, Yu suqiu suddenly rushed into my room. She looked at me ferociously with hatred in her eyes. Then she came to me, controlled me again, dragged me all the way, and pressed my head into the water filled sink. "

It was the first time that Shang Jing approached death so clearly.

It was only then that he knew that at the moment closest to death, his mind was blank, and his five senses were unconscious.

That time, he thought he would die.

Later, the servant heard the news and ran into the room. Worried that Yu suqiu might cause death, the servant dared to knock out the crazy Yu suqiu and save him.

After the incident, the kind servant was dismissed by Yu suqiu.

Wen Zhou leaned in his arms, felt the clear and powerful heartbeat in his ears, put his arms around his waist and held him tightly.

When he spoke of this experience in a calm tone, her heart was like being stabbed by a sharp knife, and the pain was suffocating.

She had no experience of comforting people, so she had to comfort him with a clumsy hug.

After many years, Shang Jing will have such a fierce reaction when she dreams about this thing, which is enough to show how much Yu suqiu has influenced and hurt him.

If she can, she really hopes to go back to the past to protect Shang Jing and add a trace of warmth and sunshine to his dark life.

She also hopes to appear in time to stop Yu suqiu's harm to Shang Jing's childhood.

At this moment, Wen Zhou is particularly grateful to the servant who saved Shang Jing from Yu suqiu.

If the servant had not been present and stopped Yu suqiu's crazy behavior in time, there would be no more Shang Jing in the world.

Shang Jing felt his chest wet. After realizing what it was, he immediately apologized to Wen Zhou, who was crying silently: "I just scared you. I'm sorry."