bad love

Chapter 190 Eight

"I haven't slept well these days." At this moment, I was sitting on the edge of the bed, lowering my head and picking at my fingers, talking to Wen Jichen in a low voice.Wen Jichen was beside me and patted my shoulder.

"I know, what is your reason?" Wen Jichen looked at me solemnly.

I took a deep breath. "You know, it happened when I was a child. My father died on the day I was born, and my mother brought me up alone."

I frowned and looked at Wen Jichen.

He nodded.

"Well, but, I don't have any memory before the age of seven. It's definitely not because my memory is not good enough. Even a child with a poor memory can still vaguely remember some things when he was a child. Do you understand what I mean...that is, I I always felt that my life skipped those seven years...before that." I was at a loss, and I wanted to make it clear to Wen Jichen.

Wen Jichen didn't say anything, he expressed his trust in me.

"Last night, I dreamed about it. From a child's perspective, seeing things when I was a child, I never knew that my mother liked orchids. But last night I dreamed that the most expensive orchid at home was stolen. I Mom standing in the rain and crying." As I spoke, I started to cross my hands.

Wen Jichen once said that this is a sign of uneasiness.

After talking for a while, I started to cry: "Do you know that feeling... It's terrible. You are clearly awake, but you lie on the bed and can't move, as if someone is binding you. You think you are awake. Yes, but it's like a dream, I heard people walking around in the room, and I saw someone standing by your bed...Wen Jichen, I'm really scared..."

I really don't know, it turns out that people cry when they are extremely frightened, not because of sadness, not because of being moved, but simply because they are afraid, so afraid that they cry.Hot tears dripped on the back of Wen Jichen's hands, he took a deep breath, and hugged me tightly in his arms.

I was trembling and crying in his arms, and Wen Jichen's clean and delicate face also showed doubts.

After he knew what happened to me these days, he stayed by my side every step of the way.Even during the daytime, we hardly go out during the daytime, what fun things are there in Hong Kong, as early as the last Spring Festival, we have already played it all over.

During the day, I write manuscripts in my room.Wen Jichen will also bring over his super-large notebook, he has to work, and I have to type, we will not speak a few words for a day, but he must be by my side.

Once, he went out to answer the phone, and I was about to go out to pour water, but I heard his voice before opening the door.

"She always has nightmares at night, and she always has nightmares. She will hear some messy voices, and she will also see someone watching her sleep. What's going on with her?" Although Wen Jichen tried his best to keep his voice down, I still heard up.

"Hmm... not in good spirits? She's about to collapse these two days. Yes, she's in a bad state of mind. Her body will be ruined if this continues. She's not in good health." Wen Jichen spoke eagerly and became Long-winded.

"Psychological problems?"

"I didn't say you were calling her crazy in disguise!" Wen Jichen's face showed an angry look.

Hearing the word "psychopathy", my heart suddenly twitched.

The hand holding the cup also slowly tightened.

I couldn't listen any more, and went back to my chair. I put the cup heavily on the table and made a muffled sound.

After a while, Wen Jichen opened the door and came in, the nervousness disappeared from his face.He glanced at me intentionally, and planned to continue working. In fact, I could tell that his condition in the past two days was not very good. For example, when he was working before, he would not do unnecessary movements or be irritable.

But when I sat next to me in the past two days, it was obvious that there were many small movements such as turning the pen, rubbing fingers, etc.

I suddenly regretted telling him that, it seemed to affect him.

After all, he can't do anything, and neither can I.

Wen Jichen seems to have an inexplicable obsessive-compulsive disorder about my affairs. As long as there is something about me that he can't solve, he will feel restless, restless, anxious, and even grumpy.

I could see that he was very worried about me, so I regretted telling him.

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In the evening, stepfather and mother always insisted on coming back for dinner when Wen Jichen and I were at home.My mother said: "It's like a family in this way. They are busy, not all busy with the family."

I quite agree with what she said.

At the dinner table, the stepdad brought up the topic: "Ah Chen, do you still remember the daughter of Uncle Ann's family last time?"

My chopsticks were about to pinch the meat, but the movement stopped.

Wen Jichen hummed, he didn't really want to continue this topic.

"An Ruoyi is two or three years younger than you, and about the same age as Doudou. The age gap is not that big..." The stepdad was about to express his opinion eloquently.

"Don't compare her with Doudou." Wen Jichen suddenly interrupted his stepfather.

At this moment, I could clearly feel the embarrassment reverberating in the air.Every time my mother and stepdad want to mention the matter of Wen Jichen and An Ruoyi, a feeling like ice skates will mercilessly penetrate into my heart at this moment, start to spin, and stab again.

The stepdad opened his eyes wide and didn't say a word for a long time.He just couldn't imagine how his son, who had always maintained a very harmonious relationship with him, would suddenly become irritable to him.

Is he pushing him?

Or is he mad at him for running the company at a young age?

Or does he want to enjoy two more years?

A loving father suddenly becomes so sensitive when his son is angry, all possible and impossible factors rush into his mind, and all judgment and reason are fed to the dogs.

I coughed lightly, and my mother sighed helplessly, looking at the father and son.

Wen Jichen realized that he had lost his composure, and said slowly: "Actually, I just don't like that girl very much. She has evil intentions, and I don't like her very much."

The stepdad heaved a sigh of relief after he finished his sentence. He thought that Wen Jichen would complain a lot with him, complain to him and even lose his temper. , he will be very tired, he has to work very late every day to make plans, and he has to rack his brains to make up for it...

But if Wen Jichen really said this, he would not know what to do.

He was even willing to hand over the company to me because he really couldn't trust anyone other than his family.

Mom walked behind the stepdad and gently stroked the stepdad's shoulder.The stepdad sighed: "If you don't like it, then forget it. Hehe, I actually don't like that girl either."

After hearing these words, Wen Jichen glanced at me and smiled gently at his stepfather.