When Wei Yan met her son's confused eyes, she felt that she couldn't laugh or cry.

Leng Yeting immediately got off the bed and tried to pull Wei Yan up from the ground.

"Etc., etc."

Wei Yan quickly stopped him.

Then I tried to move, and found that my palms were slightly bruised when I used force to support the ground, but there was nothing wrong with me.

Although it was a bit painful to be thrown to the ground, fortunately, the old man specially arranged for them to lay a carpet on their floor, so they were afraid of falling.

This time Diandian didn’t fall, she did!

Wei Yan stood up carefully, while Leng Yeting stood by and looked at her with some confusion.

Wei Yan looked at his guilty and troubled expression and smiled: "It's okay, just a little scratch."

Diandian still didn't know what was going on, so she laughed and said, "Mom doesn't sleep well."

Wei Yan said with a smile: "Yes, mommy didn't behave well when she was sleeping and rolled to the ground. You have to be careful when you go to sleep Diandian!"

Diandian was also a little worried about her sleeping appearance, so she immediately lay back obediently.

Wei Yan smiled and coaxed from the side: "Go to sleep quickly."

Leng Yeting went to get the medicine, and Diandian fell asleep again obediently.

He pulled Wei Yan's hand over and silently applied medicine to the wounds on her hands. He also wanted to check other injuries on her body, but Wei Yan quickly stopped him and said, "It's really fine."

Leng Yeting knew that some bruises might not be visible for a while, but would turn purple later.

Wei Yan's reaction when he fell down just now must have caused more than just this injury.

He didn't speak for a moment, just squeezed the ointment in his hand.

Seeing him like this, Wei Yan could only sigh helplessly: "Okay, okay, then check it out for me."

She lifted her clothes up a little and motioned for him to look at her back.

She was thrown down just now. Although she used her hands to support her, she still rolled over and hit her whole back on the ground.

Even though I had a carpet on it, it still hurt.

Leng Yeting raised his eyes and looked at the large patch of red and purple on her back, while some cold fingers roamed her back.

Wei Yan felt the pain and winced, and then heard the man behind him say apologetically: "I'm sorry..."

Wei Yan turned around.

She suddenly raised her hand and held his face, "Leng Yeting, look at me."

Leng Yeting raised his eyes slightly, and in front of him was Wei Yan's delicate face, a look that was engraved in his heart.

He used to think that anyone who hurt her would be punished a hundred times, but this time he actually hurt her with his own hands...

Wei Yan said softly: "It doesn't matter to me, it really doesn't matter to me. As long as you are okay. Although I don't know what dream you had, I am very happy to be able to pull you out of the nightmare."

Leng Yeting looked at her blankly.

Wei Yan held him tightly in her arms: "Calm down, I'm really fine."

Leng Yeting raised his hand and hugged her hard, as if he wanted to carve it into his bones and blood.

After a long while, Wei Yan heard Leng Yeting murmur: "I want to take you to a place."

Wei Yan was startled: "Now?"

This is the middle of the night.

Leng Yeting nodded.

Wei Yan vaguely guessed that he was planning to tell him what happened back then.

Wei Yan took his hand and said firmly: "I will go with you."

After saying they were leaving, the two immediately changed their clothes and stood up.

It wasn't until the car started driving away that Mr. Leng, who was standing at the window on the second floor, sighed quietly.

Although he couldn't hear the sound of Wei Yan's wrestling much here, he was already a light sleeper due to his old age, so he woke up immediately.

As soon as the car started downstairs, he guessed something.

Leng Yeting was finally willing to talk about what happened back then.

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