The first snow has come, can the day when lovers meet each other be far behind?
Now, Zhang Rongrong lives his life almost every day with his fingers crossed. Every day when he sees a diagonal line drawn on the calendar, he becomes more expectant. Song Jun never thought that he would be so obsessed with liking someone. As long as he is free every day, that person will
will appear in his mind, and this person also becomes one of the reasons why he must realize his ambition.
Charlotte locked herself in the house for two full days. No matter how much her family tried to persuade her, she remained silent. Worried that she would do something unexpected, several people broke open the solid wood door and hugged her when they saw her.
Sitting blankly in the corner with his legs crossed.
"Charlotte, are you okay?"
An older woman slowly approached, her words and deeds were cautious. Five years ago, Charlotte, who had been missing for nearly eight years, appeared in front of them with injuries all over her body. She was as dull and dazed as she is today, and even
Reject everyone's approach.
Charlotte turned to look at her and said, "He's back."
The woman stopped and often heard Charlotte screaming in terror in her dreams. After waking up, she would shut herself in the closet alone. She didn't know what Charlotte had gone through in the years since she disappeared.
, what is certain is that those few years were a nightmare in Charlotte's life.
"Charlotte, I'm your sister, don't be afraid, I'm here."
The woman finally approached Charlotte and held her in her arms to comfort her. Suddenly the phone in Charlotte's room rang, which sounded to her like a call from hell. Charlotte suddenly went crazy, constantly beating and biting her eyes.
In her eyes, the man in front of her was clearly the man who had imprisoned and harmed her for nearly eight years.
The people nearby quickly separated the two people. The woman who was beaten by Charlotte had torn several holes in her exquisite clothes. There were deep teeth marks on her neck, shoulders and back of her hands, and some of them had even begun to bleed.
"Miss Charlotte!"
Several people held down the frantic Charlotte and tied them up. They were very familiar with these things. This happened often when Charlotte first came back. In the past two years, she has been under much control due to taking medicine. In the past year, it has not happened anymore.
Been sick.
The family doctor hurried in with a medicine box and gave her a powerful sedative, and within two minutes Charlotte fell asleep.
"Dr. Chris Baird, thank you!"
This family doctor came to Charlotte's house half a year ago. He has good medical skills and is polite. But I don't know why he wears a silver mask all day long, only revealing his eyes as calm as an ancient well and his eyes.
I have never heard him speak with properly thick and thin lips.
At this time, he was carefully bandaging the woman's wound. After finishing, he bent down slightly while carrying the medicine box and turned to leave. After going out, he deliberately looked back at Charlotte, who was sleeping on the bed, and there was a trace of amusement in his eyes.
"Do you know what happened to Charlotte recently?"
The woman sat on the sofa and questioned the servants who served Charlotte. She, who had always been good-tempered, lost her temper. Charlotte was the youngest girl in the Rowling family, and was loved and loved by her family. At that time, she
Lively, cute and innocent, she is as enthusiastic as a little sun every day. In the summer when she was seventeen years old, Charlotte, who was supposed to arrive home early, saw no one until dark, and the whole family went out to search but found nothing.
.
"Charlotte was very excited after school that day. She was completely different from her usual self. She said she met a special person online and they were going to meet today. I don't know anything else."
This was the only clue that Charlotte's family got after calling the police. The police later saw Charlotte saying goodbye to her classmates at the school gate and then running in the opposite direction from home, as if she was in a hurry. Chase along the road.
Monitoring, I saw her constantly looking at her watch, her feet moving faster and faster, her two braids tied with a blue plaid bow flying up and down. Later, she walked into a remote park and never came out again. There was no
No one under surveillance knew what was going on inside. The police searched almost everywhere but found no useful clues. They only found the bow left by Charlotte in the woods at the innermost part of the park.
She had been missing for nearly eight years, until she suddenly appeared at the door of her house five years ago. Once her family members asked her what happened during the time she was missing, she would go crazy like she is today, or she would just slap her head and keep repeating that she couldn't remember anything.
She couldn't get up. I took her to the hospital for a check-up. The large and small scars on her body were frightening, but no problems were found in her brain. The doctor said that what she experienced may have been too horrific, so the human body chose to forget the experience based on its own instinct of self-protection.
, that is, selective amnesia.
Since then, the whole family has made a tacit agreement not to mention the past, and everyone has tolerated her with all their patience and love. It was only in the past year that the combination of psychology and medication allowed her to live like a normal person, but
But her character can never go back to what it used to be. In order to allow Charlotte to better integrate into the family, she was made the nominal boss of Engel Company, and she also ordered all employees not to disobey her orders in person. Charlotte
It was indeed getting better day by day as they had hoped, but no one expected that such a sudden situation as today would happen, which left Charlotte's family at a loss as to where to start.
"Miss Samit, two days ago I heard that Miss Charlotte was still planning to visit Lin again. She looks the same as usual. She has only been like this since that day."
A maid stood up and muttered. The words were worse than nothing, which made Samit even more angry. She grabbed the exquisite sterling silver gilt and enamel tea cup in front of her and threw it away. The maid did not dare to dodge, and her forehead suddenly bulged.
Bao. At this time, a man hurried in with Charlotte's recent call records. Samit took it and looked through it and found nothing wrong.
"Have the phone records in Charlotte's room been checked?"
Faced with Samit's inquiry, the man bowed and replied: "There was a call from a public phone to Miss Charlotte two days ago. I also went to investigate. The public phone box was very remote and there was no surveillance around it. So I doubt it."
This was a premeditated attack on Miss Charlotte, and this phone call was just the beginning."
With no clue at the moment, Samit had no choice but to arrange more people to take care of Charlotte. It was a rare sunny day. Samit was walking in the garden and saw Dr. Chris Baird coming from the door.
, walked up to say hello: "I've been working hard on you lately. Do you have any suggestions for Charlotte's condition?"
Chris Baird took out a pen and paper and wrote on it, and sent it to Samit after a while. What he saw on the paper was: I suggest that Miss Charlotte be sent to a quiet environment to recuperate, and try to make her
Reduce contact with the outside world.
Samit looked at Chris Baird and said, "But wouldn't that make her condition worse?"
Chris Baird continued to write on the paper: "Now in Miss Charlotte's eyes, everyone is the same person who persecuted her in the past. It will only happen if so many people continue to surround her as usual.
exacerbating her condition."
Samit stared at his eyes, trying to see something in them. Chris Baird looked at her calmly, his black pupils were pure, showing only the care of a doctor for his patient.
"Well, in a few days I will arrange for someone to take her to Hall Manor in the countryside. The environment there is comfortable and pleasant, and it is very suitable for recuperation."
Chris Baird nodded and carried the medicine box to Charlotte's room. He had to observe her emotional changes from time to time. Samit looked at the writing on the paper. It was a very elegant and gorgeous Spencer font, no.
I can believe it was written by Chris Baird's slightly rough fingers.
Three days later, Charlotte, Chris and two maids were sent to Hall Manor. The location was somewhat remote and there was no even the most basic Internet connection. It could be said to be isolated from the world. The old man who managed the manor
The housekeeper and his two daughters were waiting at the door early. The winter wind blew their cheeks red and froze their fingers and toes. They did not dare to take it lightly, so they could only stand in the cold wind and pace back and forth, rubbing their fingers.
looking around.
Charlotte and Chris lived in the main house made of stone. The two maids and the old housekeeper lived in a wooden house forty or fifty meters away from the main house. For the convenience of taking care of them, Charlotte and Chris...
Baird's houses are next to each other.
Charlotte was experiencing a rare moment of calm today. She was sitting alone on the high-backed sofa in front of the fireplace, watching the flames in trance. Chris Baird was sitting on the flannel stool nearby, looking at her intently. Charlotte
She seemed to feel that person staring at her like a wolf in the past. She turned her head, only to see Chris looking at her gently. Since the last time he got sick, he always looked at her with this look, although there was nothing wrong with it.
, but she always felt that something was going to happen.
"Why did you come here?"
Chris curved his red lips in a rare move, took out a pen and paper and quickly wrote down what he wanted to say: "Because I want to cure you."
Charlotte took it over and took a look at it. The next moment she threw the paper into the fireplace and looked at Chris with wide eyes in horror. The handwriting clearly belonged to that person. Chris looked at Charlotte's behavior and was a little confused.
He tried to comfort her, but Charlotte screamed and pushed her away.
"You devil, don't come here!"
In Charlotte's eyes, Chris' masked face turned into that person's. Bronze complexion, short black hair, capable and stylish, sharp facial features, and a ferocious scar from the corner of the left eye to the lower jaw on the right side.
The terrifying muscles make people tremble when they look at them, and the blood vessels bulge like earthworms when exerting force.
Charlotte backed up, tripped over the half-high steps and fell to the ground. The memories buried deep in her brain were awakened one after another. Bloody, dark, and violent, that was the environment she had lived in every day for several years. The only thing that gave her
The person she hoped to survive also died because of her, and was thrown into a pack of wolves and eaten alive by that person. She was pressed against the fence, forced to open her eyes and look, and the person's hoarse and low voice whispered in her ears.
It sounded: "Baby, I love you so much, how can you be willing to make me sad."
Chris looked at Charlotte who was going crazy and had a headache. How could he let her know that he would not hurt her?
At this time, Charlotte's mind was filled with the sad and encouraging eyes of the man who died because of her in the end, but what echoed in her ears were the words of the devil, 'I love you so much, how could you let me go'?
Makes me sad'.
In the dark night, a heartbreaking scream accompanied by huge thunder sounded in Hall Manor. When the housekeeper and maid rushed over, they only saw Charlotte being picked up from the ground by Dr. Chris.
He temporarily put the person on the sofa and let her lean in his arms. Chris took out the pen and paper again and wrote: It's okay, you can go back and rest! I will take care of Miss Charlotte today, and you will take care of her every day from now on.
Just take turns taking care of them at night.
Chen Xiaonian was too lazy to go out because of the snow recently, so Lin Qi could only go to work alone every day. As soon as she got up and walked out of the room, the aunt who was cooking brought out a cup of ginger, red dates and sugar water.
"This is a special order from the young master. He said that the young lady's menstrual period is coming soon and she needs to prepare in advance."
Chen Xiaonian sat on the sofa and drank spoonfuls. The spicy taste of ginger and the sweetness of red dates and brown sugar balanced well. A wave of warmth flowed from the mouth to the abdomen and then flowed through the limbs. After breakfast, she sat on the glass wall.
She was admiring the flying snow on the lazy sofa next to her. On the carpet next to her were her favorite toffees, potato chips, duck necks, chicken feet, and sugar-roasted chestnuts. Now she was the only one in the house, and her eyes were gloomy.
On a snowy day, with the electric fireplace beeping loudly, I picked up the paper and pen beside me and started writing and drawing.