Traps Of Love

There are many mysteries, but if you think about them carefully, you will find that they all revolve around Mi Xiaoya's mother.

Mi Xiaoya tries to recall everything about her mother. It turns out that she always thinks that her mother Bai Zhuying is an ordinary and gentle full-time wife.

But now it seems that there are too many secrets hidden in it.

Mi Xiaoya even can't help wondering whether her dual personality is also related to her mother.

Could it be genetic?

Where is Bai Zhuying's family?

However, these Mi Xiaoya have no way to make it clear one by one. In front of her eyes, she still writes her hand tightly and looks at her with extremely urgent expectation.

Mi Xiaoya calmed down and asked tentatively again, "do you know what year it is today? Azeta - how old is he? "

Wen Jingchu's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, "do you also suspect that I have mental problems?"?! Don't think I don't know. It looks like a sanatorium here. In fact, Leng Yucheng specially sent a psychiatrist to treat me as a mental illness! "

"Sister Bai, I only believe you, and you must believe me. I have no problem at all. I just want to find aze quickly. He is only five years old."

Wen Jingchu's expression is clear and his thinking is clear, but his memory is still 20 years ago.

That's why people's temperament and behavior, including dressing and dressing, are the same as they were when they were young.

Mi Xiaoya's heart is sinking a little bit. Yes, it's the same with Wen Jingchu. Leng Zetian is a five-year-old.

So it is.

"Last time I came to see you, I asked you not to speak. What else did I say?" Mi Xiaoya asked slowly.

Wen Jingchu's face changed greatly. First he nodded his head, then he shook his head like crazy.

"I -"

"I can't remember!"

"Why?! I should remember! "

"I'm not insane! I'll remember! "

Wen Jingchu crazily grabs her hair with her hands. Her white hair is torn off by Shengsheng!

"Nothing! Don't think about it if you don't remember. " Mi Xiaoya was very frightened and couldn't bear it. She grabbed her arms and tried to stop her.

However, Wen Jingchu is like a wild animal out of control. He pushes Mi Xiaoya away, covers his head with his hands and curls up on the ground.

She looks extremely painful, and her eyes are filled with helpless tears. She strongly asks Mi Xiaoya for help,

"sister Bai, you help me - Leng Yucheng is killing me!"

"No! I'm not important. My little Azer is the most pitiful! Without his mother, he would be bullied to death! "

"Aze, my aze!"

Mi Xiaoya is heartbroken when she hears about Leng Zetian's mother's tragic experience in the glass factory, which makes her feel extremely sorry for the poor woman's madness.

It's a miracle that a woman who is deeply loved by a man, after being humiliated in such a tragic way, is abandoned and able to survive.

Perhaps, the memory stays in the time before the accident, it is very good.

"Don't be afraid, sister Bai is here. I'll protect you. " Mi Xiaoya hugs her tightly again, only to find that her body is almost skinny.

Sharp nails, crazy struggle, will mi Xiaoya just scabby wound, scratch again.

Mi Xiaoya did not say a word, still used all the strength, gentle will be thin and quiet in his arms, "don't be afraid, I protect you."

When a person is extremely desperate and nowhere, any words of comfort are pale.

Only the warmest embrace can make people feel at ease.

These are what Leng Zetian taught her.

Before countless nightmares, Leng Zetian treated her like this.

The same hugs and words once gave Mi Xiaoya the greatest sense of security. Now she comforts his mother in the same way, which makes Mi Xiaoya feel a sense of fate in her heart

Sure enough, gradually, Wen Jingchu's struggle began to subside, and the fear in his eyes also dissipated a lot.

Only repeatedly, while crying, while murmuring the same sentence, "white sister, don't leave me alone."

Mi Xiaoya's nose is a little sour. She also misses her mother.

"Don't worry, I won't leave you."

The two women are like their own mother and daughter, holding each other tightly, like a quiet picture.

I don't know how long after that, Wen Jingchu fell asleep, but after a few minutes, he woke up from his dream in horror.

She took out a handful of shelled melon seeds from her pocket and carefully put them into Mi Xiaoya's palm.

Very seriously told, "white sister, if you find a Ze, give him this."

"He is the least daring, especially afraid of strangers, but he likes to eat melon seed kernel most. With this, he won't be afraid!"Mi Xiaoya's eyes suddenly turned red. Sure enough, maternal love is the greatest emotion in the world.

Even if they are crazy,

even if they lose all their memories,

love for their children seeps into the bone marrow.

But -

was Leng Zetian really timid?

Mi Xiaoya holds the melon seed kernel, and her heart is full of mixed flavors.

What kind of experience has made him cold as a king?

Not far away, Leng Zetian is standing on the first floor of the white building, next to Wen Jingchu's attending doctor.

"Lengshao, don't you really need to go there?" The attending doctor said excitedly and worried, "it's a miracle that your mother can speak! However, her mood is still out of control. What can the lady do if she can't cope with it? "

"No need." Lengzetian coldly refused.

The deep vision of evil is the most complex emotion.

His mother was able to speak again, not because of scientific treatment, but because she met the right person.

At this time, he can give his mother and Mi Xiaoya the greatest support, is to let them alone.

In particular, when Leng Zetian found out that his mother knew Mi Xiaoya's mother, Leng Zetian already knew that Xiaoya must have countless questions to ask.

If he is present, maybe Xiaoya can't be at ease.

Hum -

in the pocket, the mobile phone vibrates continuously.

Leng Zetian's face suddenly sank, and his dark blue eyes were impatient, but his fingers still pressed the connect key.

"The dinner starts at eight o'clock. It's in Wanfu garden. I don't need to remind you of the consequences of missing the banquet." Leng Yucheng's voice was cold and cold, without a trace of temperature.

"Don't worry, I'll be there on time." Leng Zetian answered simply, then cut off the phone directly without waiting for the other party's response.

The man named Leng Yucheng tortured his mother who loved him the most to look like a ghost before his eyes. He once personally sent Leng Zetian to hell in the abyss. Therefore, Leng Yucheng really thought that Leng Zetian could only be a flag at his disposal all his life!

Maybe it is.

But now, he can try to see who wins and who loses.

Leng Zetian's thin lips evoke a radian of publicity and coldness, and his eyes are arrogant and rampant.

Don't you want to force him to marry the Ye family? Why do you have to threaten again and again.

I'll see you tonight.