The sick bag lady dressed as the villain

Chapter 547

He knocked on the door again and called softly, "Wan Wan? Have you finished washing?"

After a while, there was still no sound inside.

Su Nian knocked on the door a few more times, but there was no movement inside. He hesitated for a moment, and pushed open the bathroom door.

Seeing Su Wanwan lying on the soft couch in a bathrobe, Su Nian heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately, she was wearing clothes, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

It turned out that after Su Wanwan washed up, she was going to lie on the soft couch and apply body lotion to herself, and after applying it, she was so sleepy that she fell asleep.

Su Nian gently picked her up, put her on the bed in her bedroom, dried her still wet hair, and put her under the quilt.

As soon as Su Wanwan stuck the quilt on, she quickly rolled to the bed, and wrapped herself in the shape of a caterpillar, only showing her frizzy little head after washing.

Su Nian gently helped her tuck the quilt, and pressed a light kiss on her face, "Good night, baby."

……

Su Wanwan, who was asleep, had a strange dream:
In the middle of a winter night, a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl who looked as delicate as a glazed doll, wearing a beautiful princess dress, stood on a bridge and wept silently.

She asked herself more than once, what is the point of living like this?Mom and Dad’s hearts are always about work and making money, without her at all, she doesn’t even have a friend, she is served by the housekeeper and servants at home every day, can’t go to school, and can’t play with other peers, there is only one at home Peers, without others, what's the point?

"Living is so tiring." She picked up a stone from the ground and threw it down the bridge, "Why, you don't give birth to me if you don't love me, why did you give birth to me and leave me alone People!!" The girl yelled down the bridge, as if complaining about why she was not favored.

There were not many people on the bridge across the river in the middle of the night, and occasionally a few cars passed by her quickly, and almost no one could see the little girl standing by the bridge.

After she finished shouting, she took off her sandals as if venting, and threw them vigorously to the surface of the water, splashing a splash.

"Maybe I'll be free if I die. Why bother torturing each other? You live your life, I'm going to find my mother." Su Wanwan murmured.

As if thinking of something, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she was about to climb over the guardrail and jump off as soon as she exerted her strength.

At this time, her body was embraced by a pair of hands, and was instantly wrapped in warmth.

She turned around, beat the chest of the person who trapped her with both hands, and cried out in pain: "Let me go, let me go! I'm going to find my mother!"

The imprisoned hands on the body did not loosen, but tightened more and more.

Su Wanwan struggled hard, and after a long time, the strength of the beating became weaker and weaker.

The hands behind her held her in their arms and coaxed her softly: "Hey, it's okay, just cry."

"Woooooo, you don't understand, no one wants me anymore, mom doesn't want me anymore, dad doesn't want me anymore, no one wants me."

The person behind hugged her vigorously, and coaxed: "It's not that no one wants you, I want you, my dear, let me sing for you, okay?" Before she could respond, the people behind began to sing.

Gradually, only her soft crying and the slightly hoarse singing of the people behind her could be heard.

(End of this chapter)