The crown prince's pet

"Sleep, dad is here to accompany you!" Mo Sijue lay down together with Nuannuan in his arms, it seemed that only in this way could they tightly connect their two hearts that needed warmth and comfort.

Wen Xin's situation was up and down, and Mo Sijue saw her smile for the first time after returning, that kind of pure and unworldly smile was the innocent and harmless smile when he first met Wen Xin.

Just that laugh, not for him anymore!

"Be good, baby, mom will treat you very well..." Wen Xin seemed to want to repay all the love she owed to her children in the past, but she didn't know that the doll she held in her hand didn't respond at all , he will neither cry nor laugh.

Slowly, looking at those dark blue eyes, Wen Xin would cry for no reason, even she couldn't explain why, where the melancholy resentment stuck in her chest came from.

When Chi Hao came over, he saw Wen Xin standing in the living room with disheveled hair, pacing back and forth holding something in his arms. The Wen Xin he saw was always the lively and energetic side, but Like her now, she is like a lifeless porcelain doll, just repeating a few mechanical movements.

Nuannuan was sitting on the stairs, staring at Wenxin who was a few steps away without blinking, smacking her little mouth a little bit aggrieved, mother would rather hug a broken toy than hug her.

As soon as she got angry, she threw the other doll in her hand, and the direction of throwing it happened to be downstairs where Wen Xin was standing.

Suddenly a doll that was exactly the same as her was thrown on the ground alone, Wenxin's horrified eyes widened, she seemed to see something unclean, and she cried out of control, "Ah... "

Before Chi Hao came up, Mo Sijue from upstairs jumped down at lightning speed. He jumped steadily in front of Wen Xin, but was pushed away by her in horror, "Blood, so much blood..."

She seemed to see the scene of Li Yan falling from the tall building again, there was a gunshot, and then she saw a lot of red liquid...

The warm breathing became panting, and the originally thin face was even more slender, which made people feel distressed. Those round pupils were embedded in her palm-sized face, which made people feel pity.

"Xin'er, don't be afraid, there is no blood, nothing, look, the baby is still in your hands, he is fine, don't be afraid, no one will hurt you!"

When Chi Hao heard what Mo Sijue said, he intuitively thought that he must be crazy too!

"Housekeeper, butler!" After Mo Sijue comforted Wenxin, he pulled the servant in the villa angrily.

"In the future, no one will disturb the place where Xin Xin lives. Watch out for Miss, and don't let her run around!"

Now in the whole villa, Wen Xin has gradually stopped rejecting him so much, but she is still afraid of other people, especially Nuan Nuan, no matter how much Mo Sijue loves Nuan Nuan, but in front of Wen Xin, he is still the same compromise.

When the butler heard this, he wiped his sweat in fright and took Nuan Nuan back to the room.

Chi Hao glanced at the woman sitting quietly by the swimming pool. Her eyes were distracted and she was out of focus. She just hugged the doll in her arms tightly with one hand. He looked at the man beside him with a complicated expression. Staring at the well-behaved woman sitting under the sun umbrella for a moment, Wen Xin needs someone to coax her now, and he can't leave her even a step away.

"I said, there's no way you can lock her up like this..." Chi Hao suddenly said, "Jeez, she has to face the reality, take her to see a psychiatrist!"

Mo Sijue was conflicted in his heart. Now Wen Xin has no hatred for him, but she also relies on him, even if she doesn't love him anymore, does he really not care?

He wants her to be happy, and he wants to bring her happiness. What he wants is a warmth filled with blood and tears, not a puppet doll!

"Think about it carefully. If she continues like this, the doctor said that she will really lose her mind..."

"Jue, if you really love her, you should force her to accept the reality. I know a very professional psychiatrist. If you figure it out, bring Wenxin over here!"

Chi Hao didn't insist, but left a suggestion and left.

Mo Sijue watched the warm pink lips move slowly, and then she began to cry again.

"Xin'er, what should I do with you?" Mo Sijue sighed helplessly, then slowly squatted down, watching the warm figure getting farther and farther away from him.

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After thinking about it all night, Mo Sijue decided to give it a try.

Winter has gradually entered, the branches outside the house are already withered and yellow, and the cold winter wind blows on people's faces, causing a piercing pain.

Mo Sijue was wearing a long black windbreaker, with a scarf of the same color as Wen Xin's around his neck. He held Wen Xin's hand as if holding a child. When he got into the car, he tightened her collar, Pressing his forehead against hers, even if she can't listen to any of his words now, "Xin'er, don't hate me, don't hate me, okay?"

He has done too many wrong things in his life, all after meeting Wen Xin, if he could meet her earlier and recognize his heart earlier...

The red Maybach slowly drove towards a psychological counseling room outside Xiaowai, holding the doll tightly in Wenxin's arms. When snowflakes fell, she suddenly became very excited, "It's snowing..."

I don't know why, but she has a special liking for Xuetian for no reason, it seems that there is someone or something of commemorative significance!

"Do you like it? May I build a castle for you?" Mo Sijue couldn't help being fascinated by the smile on her face.

He still remembered that on that snowy day four years ago, he was just as obsessed with her snowflake-like pure smile as he is now.

Mo Sijue reached out to touch her, but just when his hand was about to touch her face, Wen Xin stepped away warily.

Even though she was conscious, she still couldn't bear his approach. Mo Sijue's eyes were a little hurt, but he stopped for a second, then restarted the engine, and his eyes followed her all the way.

As long as it is what she wants, he will give it!

The psychiatrist is a female, Doctor Yang, a returned overseas Chinese, who specializes in psychology and has ten years of experience.

"Boss Chi has already told me about Ms. Wen's situation. She had a similar illness before. If she doesn't treat it in time, her heart will only become more closed, ranging from insanity to suicidal tendencies!"

"Leave her to me! Her problem needs medicine for the rash!"

The moment Wen Xin's little hand was held, Mo Sijue had mixed feelings in his heart, he let go of her little hand reluctantly, and looked at him with warm and dependent eyes, those big bright eyes were full of helplessness.

He was ruthless and pushed her away.