cuddling in his arms

Chapter 164 Hypnosis
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..." Mo Xiaoli kept talking in his sleep, his brows were tightly frowned, and his head and body were covered with sweat.
An Ziqing opened his eyes, held Xiao Li tightly in his arms, and whispered in her ear: "A Li, wake up."

When Mo Xiaoli opened her eyes, she felt that her heart was beating so fast, her whole body was covered with sticky sweat, as if she was exhausted, and her whole body was weak. Panting heavily, she stared at An Ziqing's face in a daze, then hugged hugged his waist and cried.

"Woooooo... Brother Qingqing, I'm in so much pain, I'm in so much pain."

An Ziqing's eyes darkened, and her heart was like an overturned five-flavored bottle, with ups and downs rushing up together. After sleeping all night, her face was swollen and high, and one side of her face was so red that it was dripping blood.

He caressed her face and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts, my whole body hurts, it's so hot, mom, why did she fight with mom An, why did you splash me with boiled meat slices? It hurts so much, brother Qingqing, I really hurt." Mo Xiaoli said incoherently. That terrible dream was so real, and the pain was so real that it pierced through the bones.

Hearing this, An Ziqing held her hand for a while, and then gently stroked her back. He stared at the ceiling with an indifferent expression, but his tone was as gentle as the night, "A Li, when it dawns, I will Let me take you to hypnosis."

An Ziqing didn't want Mo Xiaoli to think of so much of the past at first, because no one would like that kind of past, and it was unbearable, but seeing her being haunted by nightmares every day, he couldn't bear it, she hurt, he was more than her It hurts a hundred times, a thousand times more.

There are many things that must always be revealed, and paper cannot contain fire after all.

Then let her face it, he will always be by her side and accompany her through all difficulties.

During the hypnosis, An Ziqing was waiting outside the door. The smiling psychiatrist was holding a dangling pocket watch in his hand. When the pocket watch dangled slowly in front of Mo Xiaoli, she fell asleep. .

The soft and slow voice of the psychiatrist sounded like a spell in her ears, and he said: "You are only ten years old now, and you are very happy to run after your Qing brother every day. On that beautiful spring day, when you came back What did you see when the family took the basket for the bird's nest? What did you see?"

The doctor's speech has no artistic sense at all, but every sentence guides Mo Xiaoli's thoughts.

She only felt that she was standing in a mist, and then the mist gradually dissipated. In front of her eyes was Jiuxi more than ten years ago, with low old houses, smooth stone roads, and the tall old locust tree in the courtyard. The [-]-year-old An Ziqing was already a big boy. He was climbing a tree to dig out a bird's nest. The ten-year-old Xiao Li stood under the tree and looked up seriously. Because of the sunlight, she squinted her eyes into slits. seam.

The sunlight shattered through the branches, and An Ziqing's youthful profile was fascinated by the light and shadow.

At that time, his voice was clear, and he called her: "I found Xiaoli, go home and get a basket, and put all these birds and eggs in it."

"Oh." Mo Xiaoli responded, and hurriedly ran towards the house.

The door of the house was not closed, it was just concealed. Through the crack of the door, she saw her father and mother An's lips were lingering and their fingers intertwined.

Dad said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Those three words kept repeating, almost piercing Mo Xiaoli's head and dissipating into the air.

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