C245 (1/2)

The twists and turns of two days seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye, and wenzhizhi was as busy as ever to make money. Zhang Wensi is also running between the various cases. The only change may be the relationship between Wen Zhizhi and Qin Hanze.

Wen Ziyu was lying on the edge of the window. The white transparent gauze curtain fluttered behind her, making her like a fairy falling from the sky. She was pure and lovely.

”Why hasn't mother come yet?” Wen Ziyu pursed his mouth and looked out of the hospital.

While jidmei walked in the corridor, the smile on her face was gentle and cold. Sunlight came in through the window at the end of the corridor, two-thirds of the light, one-third of the black.

She looked at the fairy tale book in her hand, but could not read it.

Could it be that mom came to see her?

Her eyes brightened and her eyes looked expectant. I don't know

but the sound of high-heeled shoes spread in the corridor, walking slowly but regularly.

Wen Ziyu was bored in the room, and he still looked for a fairy tale book to read. The ward is very quiet, and the noise outside is definitely two worlds compared with the inpatient department.

”Are you thinking about mom, too? Don't worry, don't worry, mom is here... ” Jidemei's voice was floating, and the red in her eyes began to spread.

A bright and beautiful but slightly immature face appeared in her mind, which made Ji Demi laugh all of a sudden.

”My daughter, my son Yu, where are you? Mom came to see you... ” Jidmei wentun said, eyes a trance.

She is enjoying the process, the dark and rich eyes of jidmei can not see a clear light.

She only knew the general floor of Wen Ziyu, but she didn't know which ward number she was in. So only slowly one by one to knock on the door to ask, her smile does not decrease.

How different it was before.

If you know her, you will know that the high-heeled shoes under the feet of jidmei are creaking, which is crisp and pleasant to her. Her face also took a pleasant look of enjoyment, she went to knock on the door one by one, and apologized to others again when she saw that it was not.

And jidmei head back, eyes with a sick smile, ”that's it, that's it I want my kids, my kids... ”

Let them suddenly feel behind a cool, ear that laughter shallow, but in the mind lingering. When they turned pale, they ran away.

But her dark eyes were dark and cold, and the scarlet color was reminiscent of a fierce ghost. She had a chuckle in her throat, which floated into the two people's ears gently and in wisps.

Their words naturally let jidmei into the ear, but jidmei changed his usual irritability, as if nothing had happened.

It's scary to run out on the street. ” The woman beside the man who just talked said that his words were mean.

”It's not that I said that mental illness should be treated as soon as possible, but some passers-by heard her words, walked past and said with disdain:” that woman may have a brain problem, dressed up neatly, but I didn't expect it was a mental illness. ”