The sun is setting in the west, the temperature in the sun room is gradually decreasing, and the coolness of the air conditioner is becoming more and more obvious.
Uncle Rui came down from upstairs and planned to water the flowers in the yard. When he saw Tang Zhixi asleep, he went to get a blanket.
It's just that he just approached her with a blanket and hadn't reached her side yet.
Tang Zhixi suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him.
The stern look in his eyes is like thousands of feet of ice that has accumulated for a long time, which can directly penetrate people's hearts. It makes people shudder and feel fear.
It's more like a wolf eyeing its prey and capable of tearing it apart at any time.
Uncle Rui suddenly stopped where he was, looking at the bloody murderous look in her eyes.
Tang Zhixi looked at Uncle Rui, her eyes soon regained their clarity, and then gradually relaxed.
She raised her hand and rubbed her temples, and said in a hoarse voice: "Uncle Rui."
Uncle Rui then took action, walked a few steps forward, came to her side and gently put the blanket on the edge of the hanging chair: "Miss, are you having a nightmare?"
"No. I dreamed about something from the past." Tang Zhixi looked at the time and asked, "Has there been any news from Nan Cheng?"
"I just called and asked." Uncle Rui said warmly, "I'm very happy to hear the voice. After dinner, the third master will bring him back. Don't worry."
"Yes." Tang Zhixi responded softly, "Go and do your work."
Uncle Rui moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He responded and went outside.
Tang Zhixi watched Uncle Rui leave, and then looked down at the cold sweat on her palms.
There was also some cold sweat on her back, which made her feel even colder, as she was already feeling a little chilly.
At the end of the dream, they were undergoing psychological training.
The person who trained them constantly destroyed their will and touched their psychological defenses.
Every time they held back one point, he would intensify his attack on five points.
Over and over again, again and again.
It's like having a knife cutting open the heart. The blade is constantly stirring up the weakest point in the heart.
Stir it repeatedly, even if the flesh is bloody and the flesh is fester, it will not stop.
He will not stop until that piece of softness becomes indestructible and can compete with the sharp blade.
Under such torture, everyone will self-mutilate. They may even have a mental breakdown and want to die.
Tang Zhixi didn't know how she carried it, and she didn't know how she stayed behind.
Even if she stayed in the end, she felt that she was dead for a long time. She was just a walking corpse, a puppet, only listening to orders and obeying.
After a long time, Tang Zhixi put the computer on the round table aside, took out two tissues and slowly wiped her hands.
She didn't even want to recall those days.
That memory seemed to have been forgotten in a corner of her heart. She didn't want to open it or mention it.
Perhaps the training back then subtly included training from that period of time that cannot be mentioned.
I don’t know why I suddenly dreamed about it.
When Tang Zhixi grew up, she was afraid of two people. One was Jing Yanbai, and the other was the person who trained her.
He was afraid of Jing Yanbai, a very real fear.
As for that person, it should not be described as fearful. It should be described as surrender from the bottom of the heart.
Surrender to his wisdom, surrender to his power.
Tang Zhixi is what she is today, and that person is indispensable.
Nan Cheng had a great time at Ye's house, and especially liked Ye Hanzhi's lotus ponds.
After the afternoon cooled down, he ran back and forth on the corridors of the lotus ponds. He took fish food and sprinkled a little on each pond.
But there were too many lotus ponds and he couldn't spread them all.
Seeing him running and playing, Ye Lin and Lin Naiyi took this time to ask Ye Hanzhi.
It's not like they have to ask at this time.
Mainly because Ye Hanzhi said that he would send Nan Cheng back after dinner, and he would not come back.
And I haven't determined when I will come back.
It's too bad to stay here.
Ye Lin and Lin Naiyi really couldn't wait a few days, so they caught Ye Hanzhi and asked him quickly while Nan Cheng was not around.
"Where does this kid come from?" Ye Lin asked.
There was a smile on Ye Hanzhi's eyebrows, but his expression was very serious: "Dad, Mom. I brought Nan Cheng here today, she doesn't know."
Of course she was talking about Tang Zhixi.
Ye Lin and Lin Naiyi both looked at him and probably understood.
"I took it upon myself to bring Nan Cheng here. But regarding this child, I can't make the decision for her."
From now on, it is up to the little girl to decide whether Nan Cheng is her biological son or her adopted son, and he will not interfere.
He is only responsible for protecting them.
Ye Hanzhi said seriously, "What I can say is that she is a very good girl, very good, very good. I love her very much and cherish her very much. I will also treat Nan Cheng as my own son."
Ye Lin and Lin Naiyi were both silent for a moment.
They knew that this was telling them, and they hoped that they would treat him like their own grandson.
"Since you two like each other, and you plan to raise this child, you will naturally treat it as your own." Lin Nai said, "We don't care about your emotional issues. That is your life, and we have no right to interfere. We can
All we have to do is do our job well. If you treat him as your biological son, we will naturally treat him as our biological grandson."
"Thank you, Mom."
Lin Nai smiled and said softly: "But since you plan to raise him, you must take the responsibility of educating him. Raising children is not a joke."
"I know."
Lin Naiyi said nothing and looked at Nan Cheng again.
No matter how mature a child is, he is still a child after all, with innocence in his smile.
Ye Lin was quiet for a while and asked: "This child really has nothing to do with you?"
"Huh?" Ye Hanzhi was confused.
"Is it true that I have no blood relationship with you?" Ye Lin asked again.
After Ye Hanzhi was stunned for a moment, he smiled and said: "No. What's wrong? Dad."
"I always feel that he looks a bit like you."
"Is there any?" Ye Hanzhi smiled.
"Yes." Ye Lin said with certainty.
Lin Naiyi smiled and said: "Maybe there is a father-son bond."
Ye Lin leaned on crutches and looked at Nan Cheng.
Maybe…
Nan Cheng ran on the lotus pond for a while, and Ye Hanzhi took him away.
Afraid that he would fall into the lotus pond.
"I haven't had enough fun yet," Nan Cheng said reluctantly.
"I'm afraid that if you fall in, the little girl will kill me." Ye Hanzhi held his hand and took him away forcefully.
"If I didn't jump in, how could I fall in?" Nan Cheng muttered.
Ye Hanzhi snorted and said: "Last year I had a fever and went to the hospital for emergency treatment. Wasn't it because you fell into the lake?"
"I" Nan Cheng uttered a syllable, then immediately held back the words and remained silent.
Seeing that he suddenly became quiet, Ye Hanzhi stopped for a moment, looked down at him and said, "So you jumped into the lake yourself?"
Nan Cheng lowered his head and pretended not to hear.
Ye Hanzhi said again: "Did you jump in to let the little girl come see you?"
Nan Cheng still didn't speak.
Ye Hanzhi let out a snort of laughter. He dared to run to Yancheng by himself and even stunned Uncle Rui.
Jumping into a lake is nothing.
She is so independent-minded and has the energy to do whatever she wants, just like that little girl.
"I have your little handle, so be honest." Ye Hanzhi said, "Otherwise, you can just wait for this little girl to beat you up."
".oh."
Nan Cheng responded and murmured in his heart.
Why is life so unkind to him and digging holes for him everywhere?
He is still just a child.
After dinner, when Nan Cheng left, Lin Naiyi and Yan Tong both gave him a big red envelope.
Lin Naiyi also left him a contact information and said that he would keep in touch.
Nan Cheng happily got into the car with two red envelopes, and as soon as he got on the car, his face collapsed: "What should I explain when I get back?"
"Tell the truth."
"Will my mother hit me?"
"Well" Ye Hanzhi thought for a while and said, "She has a higher chance of hitting me."
Hearing what he said, Nan Cheng breathed a sigh of relief instantly: "That's good, that's good."