A few people pissed their butts and got out together, leaving only an unsightly vomit on the ground.
Flies and mosquitoes seemed to have found their dreamland and swarmed around.
The sour smell in the air made Luo Wanqing completely lose patience with this place.
She moved her eyes away from the pile of things, and when she looked at Shu Wanghua, there was a hint of pity in her eyes.
It seems that there is no way to ask Wang Biao where he is today.
Luo Wanqing raised his eyes and looked at Gu Lanchen.
"Let's find a place for her to live first."
Taking into account the special status of the mother and son, it was inevitable that all kinds of unclean people would come to visit, so Gu Lan asked them to stay in a hotel and specially ordered Lin Han to temporarily clean up one of his residences.
It's in a high-end community not far from Gu's house. It's very safe and the environment is very good.
The moonlight filtered through the window and shone on the woman's withered face.
She seemed to be in shock, her eyes still fixed on the door of the house.
At the right time, a small hand gently covered the back of her hand and patted it twice.
Luo Wanqing's voice was not high-pitched, but it had a soft tone with a bit of strength.
"The two children have taken a bath and have gone to bed. Xiaobao is still young. We have found a nanny for him. You can relax and have a good rest."
The person in front of him remained silent, and Luo Wanqing couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
If you don't want to speak, don't speak. Take your time. After people experience something like that and suddenly enter a strange environment, they always close up.
She stood up and looked down at the lifeless woman in front of her. The former social butterfly was now like a dim old lamp that had run out of fuel.
"Then you have a good rest, I'm leaving first. I put the phone number on the bedside. The new mobile phone is on the second floor of the bedside table. I bought it for you. I have already purchased a new phone card."
"Second Uncle, we have basic daily necessities here. Lin Hanxin bought a lot of them. If there is anything missing, please contact me again."
Putting aside the pity under his long eyelashes, Luo Wanqing took the opportunity to exit the room.
"You help me, for what purpose."
A dry and harsh sound sounded, and Shu Wanghua's throat broke after crying and shouting.
Smiling softly, Luo Wanqing tried his best to soften his attitude.
"I do have something to ask you for help, but I personally provide it for you to live here. It has nothing to do with what I am asking you for. Even if you don't help me, you can always stay here."
"What you need to do today is have a good sleep."
The person on the bed seemed to be a little wary. His eyes, which were red and swollen from crying, looked at Luo Wanqing as if they were dead.
After thinking for a while, Luo Wanqing said again.
"You don't have to think too much, I am also an egoist who knows how to repay kindness. Your father did a lot of charity during his lifetime, and I was also taken care of by him. Now I am helping you. On the one hand, I ask you to do something, and on the other hand, I repay the favor."
After saying these words, the vigilance in Shu Wanghua's eyes gradually faded away.
The door was gently closed by Luo Wanqing. At that moment, a very small sound seemed to be squeezed out from the crack of the door... "Thank you."
"Is she asleep?"
The tall man walked to Luo Wanqing's side, walking very lightly.
Luo Wanqing shook his head, "Not yet, I'm going to sleep soon."
"Where are you? Have you settled Xiao En and Xiao Bao?"
"Well, they all went to bed."
Seeing Luo Wanqing breathing a sigh of relief, Gu Lanchen couldn't help but sigh.
He says that he is an egoist, but in fact he has never been cared for by others and is just pure kindness.
He patted the back of Luo Wanqing's head with his big hand, and said in a tone that was softer and softer than the moonlight, "Let's go, it's getting late."
Since that night, Shu Wanghua seemed to have disappeared from Luo's late Qing world.
As Luo Wanqing said, mother and son could choose not to say anything and just live quietly.
Although the progress of Wang Biao's line was difficult to push forward, Luo Wanqing did not intend to give up.
It was the time of day when the sun was at its best. Luo Wanqing was biting the cap of his pen, holding the pen in his right hand and drawing aimlessly on the white paper.
The road was so steep that day. Where did Wang Biao escape?
Luo Wanqing put the pen into the cap he was chewing, holding the book in his left hand and flipping through the photos in his right hand.
This was taken after she went to the scene that day.
While she was observing carefully, a ringtone suddenly interrupted her thoughts.
Subconsciously, the pen fell to the ground with a "pop" sound.
She bent down to pick it up, put her other hand on the table and answered the phone.
"Hello."
"Do you have time today? I want to invite you to come home... come to Mr. Gu's home for a chat."
His eyes widened in shock, because he suddenly stood up and the back of Luo Wanqing's head hit the edge of the table.
She groaned in pain, her eyes were blurred, and she looked at the screen with half-squinted eyes.
Caller ID, Shu Wanghua.
"free."
Holding the phone between her shoulders, Luo Wanqing put the notebooks and pens on the table into the drawer one by one.
She walked quickly to the door and changed her shoes without saying a word.
"Can I go now?"
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The car quickly slid downstairs to the high-rise building. Luo Wanqing carried large and small bags and went straight to the seventeenth floor.
The door was opened by Xiao En. Just like last time, he opened a small crack first and then put his head in.
Xiao En was very sensible and shouted, "Sister Wanwan, please come in."
Compared with the last time he met these people, Luo Wanqing's most intuitive feeling was that he was alive.
It was a large, bright house with a huge carpet in the middle, and the nanny was sitting on it playing with the little baby.
Xiao En tugged at the hem of Luo Wanqing's clothes, "Sister Wanwan, my mother is in the room."
"Okay, these are the toys I bought for you and Xiaobao. We have already started taking care of your kindergarten. You will be able to return to school soon."
A smile bloomed on Xiao En's face, and his tone became obviously lively, "Thank you, sister Wanwan!"
After chatting with the foster sister-in-law for a while, Luo Wanqing knocked on Shu Wanghua's door.
"Knock knock——"
After a while, a woman's weak voice sounded.
"Please come in."
Slowly opening the door, Luo Wanqing saw the woman sitting on the window sill at a glance. There was an easel in front of her. Her movements were skillful and unfamiliar, and she painted colors on it with one stroke.
Shu Wanghua raised his eyes and looked over, slapping the easel back with some embarrassment.
She put down her painting tools and said, "I haven't painted in many years, so I feel a little rusty."
Luo Wanqing was not restrained and found a small sofa to sit on. "There is a piano in the next room. You can play it when you have nothing to do."
As soon as the words fell, Luo Wanqing saw the other person's mottled hands with sharp eyes.
Seeing Shu Wanghua's uncomfortable look, Luo Wanqing said bluntly, "I'm sorry."
The woman smiled and looked down at her hands, "It's okay, you have good intentions too."
There was a moment of silence in the room. Luo Wanqing looked at Shu Wanghua quietly. After not seeing him for a few days, his originally skinny body seemed to have gained some weight.
She didn't rush to ask about Wang Biao, "Is it suitable to live here recently? If you need anything or feel uncomfortable, you can contact me or Lin Han."
"They are all very good. Secretary Lin is also very nice. I said I wanted to draw, and he sent me a drawing board."