Rich and young love: wife, your son is lost

However, I was afraid that he would be so busy that he would be distracted at that time.

After thinking for a long time, I still put away my phone.

Let's talk about it when he comes back.

She fell asleep in a daze, and woke up again. The darkness of the room caught her off guard and panicked!

He hasn't come back yet!

There is no familiar smell in the air, no familiar temperature around him!

There was a sudden suffocation, and the panic gradually dissipated in my mind!

It's been a long time since I felt this way.

Those fears left over from being kidnapped, and the bloody scene of killing people in my heart...

Only then did she realize that those memories had always been in her mind.

When alone, he would attack himself unexpectedly.

With trembling fingers, he turned on the desk lamp.

Her eyes couldn't adapt to the light for a while, she closed her eyes, and the scenes flashed before her eyes... little by little, she fell into a situation where she couldn't breathe.

She hugged the quilt tightly, and the sweat trickled down her forehead little by little.

Gong Jincheng, where have you been and why haven't you come back?

She looked up, and the clock on the wall was past twelve o'clock...

It is the middle of the night, the weakest time of the day.

Shen Yiren bit her lip, holding the phone tightly.

I was so scared, under the light, the curtains raised by the autumn wind came towards me like a ghost.

There were faint footsteps in her ears, as if stepping on her heart...

Something seems to be stuck in the throat, unable to swallow, unable to spit out.

Gong Jincheng...

Rationally, she warned herself that the door was closed, and the windows were also closed, no one could come in, no one could hurt herself.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!

However, emotionally, it is simply out of their control.

Cold sweat soaked her back all of a sudden, and her whole body trembled.

I really want to miss his embrace, I really want to miss his temperature, I really want to miss the speed of his heartbeat...

Trembling, she found the phone from under the pillow and dialed his number.

The cell phone rang for a full 30 seconds, but she felt as if she had survived for a century, and she went from young to old in an instant.

His voice came from the other side.

It was her familiar look, "Gong Jincheng!" She called him, trembling slightly.

Gong Jincheng stayed by Nan Shan's side all the time, and it was after twelve o'clock that someone moved the sofa to the side of the hospital bed, and sat on it with closed eyes and rested his mind.

She fell asleep in a daze and didn't know how long it took, but Nan Shan kept holding her fingers tightly.

When the bell rang, he woke up suddenly, only to realize that he was a little deep in sleep, and he didn't even know that the phone rang.

He quickly found out the phone, and the caller ID on the screen softened his eyes.

"Baby, why are you still up so late?"

Hearing his voice, her heart immediately settled down.

"I..." In fact, she was a little embarrassed. She relied on him so much, and without him by her side, she was so scared that she was at a loss.

However, because of him, she actually indulged her dependence.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with relying on him.

"Ah... don't... don't come here... get out of here... get out of the way... bastard... bastard... brother Jincheng... help..."

Gong Jincheng subconsciously let go of his hand, but in an instant, Nan Shan who was sleeping soundly woke up suddenly.

Her eyes were wide open, and she shook her head and shouted like a ghost.