Chapter 267 She moved her legs and broke away from the man's touch.
New Year's Day 2016.
Ji Mingzong's life fell into chaos.
Even when Ji Lan disappeared, he had never felt so at a loss in life.
Less than twenty-four hours after the chaotic banquet ended, the little guy was visually shocked. He hugged Ji Lan and refused to let go. He was unable to provide food, clothing, housing, or transportation to others.
Dependence at its peak.
But Ji Lan fell ill again. The wind and cold were coming with a fierce intensity. He had a high fever in the middle of the night. He was confused after taking medicine and couldn't get enough sleep. He even hired a family doctor to come up and give him fluids.
The guest bedroom was not big, and the reason for their separation was so obvious that Ji Mingzong did not dare to make the decision without permission to let her move back to the master bedroom.
The little guy couldn't stay out of Ji Lan's sight for days, and his food, accommodation and transportation were all in this small bedroom.
This night, midnight.
When Ji Lan got up to go to the bathroom, it was inconvenient because of her missing calf. Usually when she went to the bathroom in the middle of the night, she would jump on one leg.
On this day, the bathroom door had just closed.
Heartbreaking cries rang out in the guest room, and the little guy sat on the bed and called for someone.
Ji Mingzong, who was leaning on the sofa and was drowsy, suddenly woke up.
He quickly walked to the edge of the bed and picked him up.
I tried a few words to no avail.
Finally, Ji Lan came out of the bathroom, and the little guy's crying became quieter.
She lay on her side on the bed and held him in her arms.
I had to comfort my child even though I had a splitting headache.
And I was so close that I was afraid of getting infected, so I even wore a mask when I slept.
The helplessness and sadness of being a mother are vividly reflected at this moment.
On January 2, a well-known psychiatrist from Beijing and Hong Kong entered the manor.
Ji Lan coaxed the little guy to chat with the doctor with kind words.
Originally, the doctor and the little guy should have been present on this occasion.
But he couldn't leave Ji Lan.
I had to let him accompany me.
On this day, Ji Lan was sitting in the reception room on the first floor with a high fever of 37 degrees, feeling dizzy from the fever.
My mind is filled with the little guy's words: "I know grandma is sick, but she is still very scared"
Shen Yanqing could not stay in Beijing and Hong Kong for a long time. When he returned and left, he persuaded An Ye to go with him.
The latter refused.
That night, the man stood in the courtyard of the manor and called Nanyang.
The words were gentle and seemed to be exhorting.
Listen carefully to what you are explaining to your children.
Shen Yanqing hung up the phone and looked back helplessly, seeing Ji Mingzong standing not far away looking at him, with a frown that had not relaxed for several days.
Worries and annoyances hang over your head and you can't ignore them.
"Is it over?"
"Not yet."
"An Ye will stay in Beijing and Hong Kong for a few days and I will trouble you."
Ji Mingzong nodded warmly, walked to the corridor and sat next to him: "It should be."
"If you have time, tell me about Ji Lan."
"After all, what I said is narrated from the perspective of a bystander. You have to ask the person involved."
Ji Mingzong wiped his face in despair and sighed heavily: "She won't tell me. I didn't know about her legs for more than a month before Beijing and Hong Kong."
"Xixi didn't tell you either?" Shen Yanqing was surprised. An adult deliberately concealed it, but a child would never do it.
"No," Mr. Ji responded: "He is very obedient. When Ji Lan wants to get up to get something, he will hand it to her first, but he often forgets and rushes to pounce on her."
explain?
How to say?
Shen Yanqing didn't dare to say.
It would be too cruel to say it. After giving birth to the child, Ji Lan underwent surgery to recover. Those long two years were simply spent in hell.
Wen Dai was ill, and although the baby who was waiting for feeding was taken care of by a confinement nanny, it was still difficult to relax completely when it was time to take care of herself.
She enjoyed her parents' love, but at the same time she was so wrapped up in love that she couldn't express her pain.
Lest they worry and feel uncomfortable.
In her position, it is not easy to do one thing wholeheartedly.
By the time she struggled out of her misery, the little guy had grown up.
People who have been through hell, even if they have hatred in their hearts, should know what is most important at the moment.
If Ji Mingzong hadn't searched so hard, An would have exposed his fault by showing up with the little guy.
Ji Lan should stay in Nanyang for the rest of his life.
Shen Yan counted a cigarette and smoked half of it before changing the subject: "How are we going to arrange the arrangements for the two elders?"
"I hope they can stay."
Shen Yanqing: "I will help you convey your thoughts, but I suggest you not live together."
If you decide to live a good life, then let the family of three cultivate their relationship together.
No one’s parents should get too close.
That night, Ji Lan stood by the door and watched Ji Mingzong wash the little guy and put him on the bed.
The little guy put his warm body in front of her, held her neck and stood naked on the bed, calling her softly.
"Mom, is grandma okay?"
Ji Lan took the towel handed over by Ji Mingzong and wrapped him up: "She is very good, but also feels guilty. It was not grandma's intention to scare you."
"Grandma is just sick and can't control herself."
The little guy dug into Ji Lan's neck: "I'm very scared, afraid that grandma will die."
"No," Ji Lan comforted him and chatted with him: "Grandma loves you very much. How can she be willing to die before she sees you grow up?"
"Does grandma feel pain?"
"It hurts!" Ji Lan said, "Then do you want to take care of grandma?"
"Are you going now?"
"If you will."
The little guy went upstairs to look for Wen Dai in his pajamas. When he left her side, she sat on the edge of the bed and breathed a sigh of relief.
There were too many things going on around her, so much that she couldn't spare her mind to deal with her relationship with Ji Mingzong.
Adult men and women, when they are older and younger, their own emotions become insignificant.
Just as Ji Lan was about to get up, she stumbled when her feet touched the ground. She leaned over to rub her calves.
The figure next to her moved one step ahead of her.
Ji Mingzong was wearing a dark gray housecoat and squatted beside her, squeezing her sore calf as gently as if he were handling a rare treasure.
This was the first time the two got together after New Year's Eve.
Ji Lan lowered his eyes and stared at the person squatting beside him.
After feeling relaxed, there was a moment of collapse.
She moved her legs and broke away from the man's touch.
Ji Mingzong raised his head in panic, and his eyes met hers.
Anxious and at a loss: "Did it hurt you?"
"No," Ji Lan responded shortly: "I'm just not used to it."
"I'm sorry!" He seemed to be unable to find any way to calm Ji Lan's emotions except admitting his mistake.
For several days, watching Ji Lan suffer from the little guy and Wen Dai, it's not that he didn't think of solutions, but many of them were rejected when he saw them.
How can he save himself from the personal pain?
Ji Lan hummed, without saying much, and took the towel on the bed to enter the bathroom.
She had just taken two steps when the person behind him stepped up and hugged her. When his face fell on her neck, the slightly moist touch was like pouring a bucket of cold water on her in the middle of winter, freezing her up and making her helpless. move.
"Lanlan, give me a chance to atone, please."