In the evening, I walked home from the restaurant.
There is no starlight tonight, and the sky is gloomy like a precursor to the coming storm, and also like a precursor to the coming darkness.
As soon as Nan Jingyuan walked to the door of his house, the mottled door opened and the lights inside turned on.
The cold white light, the light from the window, shines in the darkness.
Chill slowly rose from the soles of his feet and spread throughout his body. His hands and feet were cold, his pupils were constricted, and his body was shaking constantly.
They are back.
It was they who pushed him into the abyss with their own hands.
He once longed for their attention, but after being beaten and cursed again and again, his feelings for them were only indifferent.
Zhang Cuihua and his wife love to eat and are lazy, while Nan Zheng only knows how to drink and gamble all day long. When the casino came to visit him this time, they pushed him out without any hesitation in order to pay off the debt. It was like getting rid of a piece of garbage. They only had money in their eyes and didn't care about his life or death.
However, he does not have the ability to compete with them yet.
He calmed down the expression on his face and walked inside. Carefully look at the joints of his hands holding the schoolbag that were a little white from exerting too much force.
As soon as the door was opened, Zhang Cuihua and Nan Zheng were sitting on the stools with their legs crossed, looking at Nan Jingyuan with a disgusting smile on their faces. He stood up and faced Nan Jingyuan.
Originally I didn’t want to talk to them and planned to go back to the room directly.
At this moment, Nan Jingyuan only felt disgust and fear towards them.
He gritted his teeth and turned around to go back to the room, but Zhang Cuihua stopped him and took Nan Jingyuan's arm affectionately.
"Xiao Yuan is back, let me see why you have lost weight? From now on, mom will prepare delicious food for you every day and nourish our body, Xiao Yuan."
Face There was a hypocritical smile on her face, and if it weren't for the calculating light in her little eyes, Nan Jingyuan would have believed that she really wanted to be good to him.
He watched Zhang Cuihua's performance coldly without saying a word.
"Nan Jingyuan, I heard that you were rescued by a rich girl and became friends with her?"
Nan Zheng did not feel at all that Nan Jingyuan at this moment would No matter what you do to him, a ten-year-old kid can still make a huge difference. He is his father, and he has to do whatever he asks him to do.
"Is her family very rich? If you follow her, a little money from her fingers will be enough for you and me to pay off the debt, so that you can also be safe. What do you think of what I said? , Do you want to think about it?"
Nan Zheng thought he had made a particularly good proposal. He wanted Nan Jingyuan to ask Song Zhaoning for money, so that he would have no worries about food and clothing in the future.
He happily dreamed of spending money like water, with a calculating look on his face.
"Yes, if you and her get married in the future, then your dad and I will have as much money as we want."
Zhang Cuihua glanced at Nan when she said this. Jing Yuan's face changed, and then the conversation changed.
"In this case, our family can live well together in the future, and your parents will be kind to you and follow you. How happy is this, isn't it?"
Zhang Cuihua knows very well what Nan Jingyuan needs. Nan Jingyuan has been eager to get their love since he was a child. Now he is just an immature child. They think that as long as they show him a little kindness, he will behave. At their mercy.
The boy stood under the cold white light, his whole body was cold. The girl helped him without asking for anything in return, but their family was thinking of ways to plot against her.
She is so good,
How dare they?
Nan Jingyuan raised his head, and his dark eyes met Zhang Cuihua, with a little scarlet spreading in his eyes.
His thin lips opened slightly, and his voice was extremely cold.
"You dare to try to catch her attention? If I know that you still have thoughts about her, I will immediately report you to the public security bureau to see if you can be sentenced for gambling and domestic violence against minors. How many years, or if you hand over the evidence of your drug use, how many years do you think you will be imprisoned?"
The more Nan Zheng spoke, the uglier his face became. Before Nan Jingyuan could finish speaking, he stood up. A slap hit Nan Jingyuan's face.
His eyes were as if they were spitting fire, and his face was extremely dark, pointing at Nan Jingyuan with his finger.
"Say it again, I am your father, and you actually want to sue me?"
Nan Jingyuan was beaten to the ground by Nan Zheng, and his mouth was bleeding. .
He stretched out his white but rough hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes.
Nan Zheng had thoughts that he shouldn’t have and touched people he shouldn’t have touched.
"Damn it, you dare to stare at me."
Nan Zheng was frightened by Nan Jingyuan's cold gaze, but he quickly reacted and became even more angry.
Zhang Cuihua, who was standing aside, did not look like she wanted to help at all, and looked so excited that Nan Zheng was beaten harder.
Nan Jingyuan was punched and kicked by Nan Zheng, and his whole body was bruised and bleeding, but he would no longer let them beat and scold him.
He promised her to protect herself.
Don’t break your promise.
He casually touched a beer bottle, held it tightly, and popped it on Nan Zheng's head without any hesitation.
"Ah!!!"
Seeing Nan Zheng being beaten, Zhang Cuihua also joined the battle. Nan Jingyuan, who didn't have much strength in the first place, was beaten all over his body by them. Blood.
After being beaten, Nan Zheng's vision went dark and he fell heavily to the ground.
This time Zhang CuiHua panicked, and Nan Jingyuan tried his best to grab another beer bottle.
"Nan Jingyuan, this is your dad. Do you want to be accused of being unfilial and killing your father? If this little girl knew that you were like this, what would she think?" < /p>
Zhang Cuihua saw that Nan Jingyuan was a little dull and immediately called 120 to take Nan Zheng to the hospital.
After hearing what she said, the anger in Nan Jingyuan's eyes dissipated.
After being stunned for a moment, he dragged his injured body to his room, shut himself in, and ignored them.
If she knew I was a devil, she would probably ignore me.
The body leaning against the door slowly slid down, without any strength, like a defeated beast, lonely and lonely.
No one can come near him.
He is a lone beast.
With his eyebrows lowered and his eyes filled with the scarlet color of loneliness and pain, he curled up together in the night, buried his fair face in his arms and let out a small sob.
They came back and wanted to take advantage of her. What should he do?
No one can answer him, no answer.
When the ambulance arrived, Nan Jingyuan was unconscious in the room because of fever.
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In the hospital,
After the examination, Song Zhaoning was lying on the hospital bed and preparing to go to sleep. His face suddenly hurt, and half of his face was so painful that he was almost numb.
Then, my whole body started to hurt.
The already rosy little face instantly turned extremely pale, and because of the intense pain, he fell into a coma on the hospital bed.
Her eyes were tightly closed, her pale face, and even her soft lips were devoid of any blood. Cold sweat was pouring out all over her body, and she looked like she had just been fished out of the water. .
In the evening, Song Zhize had just finished solving some things and hurried back from outside. He originally wanted to take a look at his sister to make sure she was okay before going home.
Carefully opening the door to avoid waking Song Zhaoning, he tiptoed in and saw Song Zhaoning huddled up on the hospital bed, trembling because of pain.
Song Zhaoning, with her eyes closed, was like a drowning fish. Her breathing became heavier, her whole body was hot, and even the wounds she sustained today were a little infected and inflamed.
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Song Zhize opened the door and saw such a scene. His breath froze and he called to the nurse anxiously.
"Sister, sister, wake up."
Then call Song Qian immediately.
"Dad, where are you? Something happened to my sister."
"I'll be there soon."
Song Qian and Yan Yunxin found nothing serious after seeing the doctor. They thought about going to the supermarket downstairs to buy some snacks, but something happened to Song Zhaoning.
The doctor and nurse rushed over to check.
When Song Qian and Yan Yunxin arrived, the doctor was examining him and Song Zhize was waiting anxiously.
"How is it? What's the result? What's wrong with my dear?"
"I don't know, the doctor is still looking at you."
Song Qian blamed himself His eyes were red, his tough handsome face was full of tears, his eyebrows were twisted together, and his thin lips were pressed tightly.
"It's all my fault, I shouldn't have dragged you to the supermarket."
Yan Yunxin was also anxious, but seeing Song Qian blaming himself so much made her feel even more uncomfortable.
"Dad, it will be fine. My sister will be fine."
"Yes, husband, the doctor is still checking. Let's wait. Zhao Zhao will be fine."
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The two of them kept comforting Song Qian, who was feeling a little out of control. They could do nothing but comfort them and could only wait.
After a long time, the doctor frowned and looked embarrassed.
"Doctor, how is my daughter? Don't shake your head. What disease does my daughter have? If you can't do it, call your dean over."
Song Qian was The doctor shook his head, which was so irritating that he didn't dare to think about whether Song Zhaoning had some incurable disease.
Yan Yunxin and Song Zhize's hearts were also aroused, but Song Qian's emotions were out of control and they could not get into trouble.
"Doctor, you are just talking. We can hold on, so just keep talking."
The doctor sighed again, a little embarrassed.
But he still said to them:
"We have not found out what kind of disease Miss Song has. The muscles on her body are spasming for unknown reasons, so the pain is difficult. Bear with me, but the results of the examination are that everything is normal.
We have never seen such a strange disease, and further examination is needed. Now I will prescribe some antipyretics and painkillers to relieve some pain, and then you can help. Please wipe her body, otherwise it will not help dissipate heat." After saying that, the doctor led the nurse out of the ward.
Yan Yunxin wiped Song Zhaoning's body and looked at Song Zhaoning's pale face worriedly.
He stroked Song Zhaoning's fluffy hair distressedly, then gave her medicine, and stayed in front of her bed all night, not daring to close her eyes at all.
I am afraid that something will happen to Song Zhaoning again.
Song Qian outside the door took his coat with murderous intent and left.
Song Zhize was left standing outside the hospital bed, frowning, worried about the sister he had doted on since childhood.
In this chaotic situation, a few people spent the whole night in the hospital..
There was a heavy rain outside, and the heavy rain washed away the entire Jiangcheng. After a night of baptism, the roses in the park were covered with debris from the heavy rain.
When the sky dimmed and brightened, the rain outside had stopped.
But the sky outside is still dull and dark, not like the light and hope before dawn, but like the destruction that will bring a worse blow.
One night, Song Zhaoning's consciousness finally returned in the hospital bed. He opened his eyes in confusion, feeling the pain and powerlessness in his body.
Song Zhaoning's thoughts gradually returned. She felt such pain, so what would Nan Jingyuan experience?
She didn't dare to think about it. She was anxious and wanted to see Nan Jingyuan.
Yan Yunxin, who was sleeping lightly at the side, was awakened by Song Zhaoning's small movements. He quickly checked on Song Zhaoning's condition. After seeing that Song Zhaoning had woken up, the expression on his face gradually relaxed.
"Zhaozhao, how are you feeling? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? The doctor will be here soon."
The big watery eyes saw Yan Yunxin's delicate face full of exhaustion, There was a clear blue color under her eyes, and it was obvious at a glance that Ms. Yan stayed up all night to take care of her.
Looking at Yan Yunxin who was a little anxious, he moved his mouth and his eyes filled with tears.
"Mom"
"Hey, my good daughter, if you are wronged in the future, tell your family, look at your illness, the whole family will become anxious and angry. "
She hugged Song Zhaoning distressedly. Although she was still scolding her, she only felt distressed in her heart.
My daughter is so pampered, and now she has been bullied like this in just a few days.
"Baby, let me go see your father and let my brother accompany you for a while, okay?"
Last night, I had been worried about Song Zhaoning and had no energy to worry about Song Qian. What's up.
Now we can't ignore it, we can only let Song Zhize, an unreliable person, take care of him.
"Okay"
Just in time, she also wanted her brother to check on Nan Jingyuan's situation.
Yan Yunxin left in a hurry, and Song Zhize came in from the outside. He looked serious when he came in, with distress in his eyes.
Seeing this situation, Song Zhaoning said nothing.
A sweet smile appeared on her pale but delicate face, indicating that there was nothing wrong with her.
"Brother"
He shouted softly, but his voice was a little hoarse.
Song Zhize quickly poured a glass of warm water and asked Song Zhaoning to drink it, and then his frown relaxed.
"If anything happens, you should tell me in time, do you know?"
If it is exactly the same as Ms. Yan, if they know that it is because of Nan Jingyuan, then they will not treat Nan Jingyuan. JingyuanCut to pieces with a thousand cuts.
Song Zhaoning's face still showed the same obedient consent.
Song Zhize's cute appearance made Song Zhize's heart feel soft. He reached out and pinched Song Zhaoning's face. The soft touch made Song Zhize's face soften a lot.
"Whose sister is this? Why is she so good?"
He even teased her.
Feeling a little embarrassed, Song Zhaoning smiled.
"Brother, please do me a favor! Please, please."
Song Zhize calmed down and felt a little unhappy. His sister was acting coquettishly with him because she had something to do.
"Brother, would you please let some people go to Nan Jingyuan's house to take a look? I always feel that something happened to him, but he saved me."
Said over and over again Looking at the expression on Song Zhize's face, he emphasized that Nan Jingyuan had saved him because he was afraid that Song Zhize would not go.
At this time, although Song Zhize's face still smelled a bit bad, he still asked people to go to his home to see him.
After seeing Song Zhize finish the arrangements, Song Zhaoning finally felt relieved and fell asleep soon after lying on the bed.