"Go to sleep, daddy is here with you!" Mo Sijue hugged Nuan Nuan and lay down together. It seemed that only in this way could their two hearts that needed warmth and comfort be tightly connected.
Wen Wen's situation was up and down. After returning, Mo Sijue saw her smile for the first time. That pure smile that was ignorant of the world was the innocent and harmless smile when he first met Wen Wen.
But that smile is no longer for him!
"Baby, you have to be good. Mom will be very, very good to you..." Wen Wen seemed to want to repay all the love she owed her child in the past, but she didn't know that the doll she was holding in her hand didn't react at all.
, he won’t cry or laugh.
Slowly, Wen Xin would shed tears for no reason as she looked at those dark blue eyes. Even she couldn't explain why, and where did the melancholy and resentment stuck in her chest come from.
When Chi Hao came over, he saw Wen Wen standing in the living room with disheveled hair, pacing back and forth with something unknown in his arms. The Wen Wen he saw had always been the lively and energetic side, and
Like her now, her entire body is like a lifeless porcelain doll, just repeating a few mechanical movements.
Nuan Nuan was sitting on the stairs, staring unblinkingly at Wen Nuan a few steps away, smacking her little mouth aggrievedly. Her mother would rather hold a broken toy than hug her.
When she got angry, she threw the other doll in her hand, and the direction of the throw happened to be downstairs where Wen Xin was standing.
Suddenly, a doll that was exactly the same as hers was thrown to the ground alone. Wen Xin's frightened eyes widened. She seemed to have seen something unclean, and she cried out uncontrollably, "Ah...
"
Before Chi Hao could come up, Mo Sijue from upstairs had already jumped down at lightning speed. He jumped steadily in front of Wen Wenxin, but was pushed away by her in shock, "Blood, so much blood..."
She seemed to see the scene of Li Yan falling from a tall building again, there was the sound of gunshots, and then she saw a lot of red liquid...
Wen Xin's breathing became wheezing, and her already thin face became even more pointy and painful, and those round eyes embedded in her palm-sized face made people pity her endlessly.
"Xin'er, don't be afraid. There's no blood, there's nothing. Look, the baby is still in your hands. He's fine. Don't be afraid. No one will hurt you!"
When Chi Hao heard what Mo Sijue said, he intuitively thought that he must also be crazy!
"Butler, butler!" After Mo Sijue comforted him, he looked angry at the servants in the villa.
"From now on, no one should disturb Wen Xin wherever she is. Take care of the young lady and don't let her run around!"
Now in the whole villa, Wen Xin has gradually stopped rejecting him so much, but she is still afraid of other people, especially Nuan Nuan. Even if Mo Sijue feels sorry for Nuan Nuan, he is still the same in front of Wen Nuan.
compromise.
When the housekeeper heard this, he quickly wiped away his sweat and took Nuan Nuan back to the room.
Chi Hao glanced at the woman sitting quietly by the swimming pool. Her eyes were distracted and unfocused. She just held the baby in her arms tightly with one hand. He looked at the man next to him with a complicated expression. His eyes flickered for a moment.
He kept staring at the obedient woman sitting under the sun umbrella. Wen Xin now needed someone to coax him, and he couldn't leave her even a step.
"I said, there's nothing you can do if you just lock her up like this..." Chi Hao suddenly said, "Jue, she has to face reality. Take her to see a psychiatrist!"
Mo Sijue is conflicted in his heart. The current Wenxin has no hatred for him, but she also relies on him. Even if she no longer loves him, does he really not care?
He wants her to be happy, and he hopes to bring her happiness by himself. What he wants is a warmth with blood and tears, not a puppet doll!
"You should think about it carefully. If she continues like this, the doctor also said that she will really become insane..."
"Jue, if you really love her, you should force her to accept reality. I know a very professional psychiatrist. If you figure it out, bring Wenxin here!"
Chi Hao did not force it, but left a suggestion and left.
Mo Sijue looked at the warm pink lips slowly moving, and then she started crying again.
"Xin'er, what should I do with you?" Mo Sijue sighed helplessly, then slowly squatted down and watched Wenxin's figure getting further and further away from him.
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Mo Sijue thought about it all night and decided to give it a try.
Winter has gradually entered, the branches outside the house have withered and turned yellow, and the cold winter wind blows on people's faces, causing a heart-piercing pain.
Mo Sijue was wearing a long black windbreaker with a scarf of the same color as Wen Wen tied around his neck. He held Wen Wen's hand as if he were holding a child. When he got into the car, he tightened her collar.
He pressed his forehead against hers, even if she couldn't hear any of his words now, "Xin'er, don't hate me, don't hate me, okay?"
He has done too many wrong things in his life, all after meeting Wen Xin. If he could have met her earlier and recognized his heart earlier...
The red Maybach slowly drove to a psychological consultation room outside the city, still holding the doll tightly in Wen Xin's arms.
When the snow fell, she suddenly became very excited, "It's snowing..."
I don’t know why, but she has a special liking for snowy days for no reason. It seems to be someone or something with some commemorative significance!
"Do you like it? How about I build a castle for you?" Mo Sijue looked at the smile between her eyebrows and couldn't help but be fascinated.
He still remembered that that snowy day four years ago, he was just like now, obsessed with her snow-like pure smile.
Mo Sijue reached out to touch her, but when his hand was about to touch her face, Wen Xin suddenly moved away warily.
Even though she was conscious, she still couldn't stand his approach. Mo Sijue's eyes were a little hurt, but he only paused for a second before starting the engine again, his eyes following her all the way.
As long as she wants, he will give it to her!
The psychiatrist is a female, Doctor Yang, an overseas Chinese who specializes in psychology and has ten years of experience.
"Mr. Chi has already told me about Miss Wen's situation. She had a similar illness before. If not treated in time, her heart will only become more closed-minded, which can range from mental disorder to suicidal tendencies!"
"Leave her to me! Her problem requires medicine to treat the rash!"
The moment Wen Xin's little hand was held, Mo Sijue had mixed feelings in his heart. He reluctantly let go of her little hand, Wen Xin's eyes looked at him dependently, and his big bright eyes were filled with helplessness.