After three rebirths, the poor kid is loved by everyone

During the two days that Feng Shiyou was in a coma, Yu Jingshu had been feeling uneasy. Her emotions became extremely sensitive, and she would be startled by the slightest change.

Feng Bozhou was worried that her body wouldn't be able to handle it, so after consulting Dr. Yang, he put some sleeping pills in the water she drank.

He originally wanted to carry the person back to their room, but Yu Jingshu held Feng Shiyou's hand too tightly, so he didn't dare to use too much force.

The effect of the medicine was very weak, and Feng Bozhou didn't want to wake her up, so he held her and placed her on the bed on the right side of Feng Shiyou, covered her with a quilt and went to sleep.

Only after the people fell asleep completely did he feel at ease to go downstairs to discuss a solution with Feng Shimo and the others.

But I didn’t expect that in less than five minutes, something happened upstairs.

Several people hurried upstairs, only to see Yu Jingshu, who looked devastated and almost crazy.

"Baby, baby, where are you? Don't scare mom, come out quickly, mom is begging you..."

Yu Jingshu collapsed on the carpet, her hair and makeup, which were always neat and tidy, became a little messy, with a few strands of hair hanging in front of her forehead.

There was a hint of despair in the painful voice, "Baby, where are you? Don't scare mommy, wuwuwu."

"Come out quickly, Mommy please, baby, baby, woo woo woo."

Yu Jingshu's suppressed crying tore at the hearts of Feng Bozhou and the others. It was so painful, like it was torn apart.

Looking at the empty bed, Feng Bozhou and his companions became extremely panicked.

Where is Youyou...

"Wife."

Feng Bozhou was the first one who couldn't bear such pain. He strode forward, knelt beside Yu Jingshu, and hugged her tightly.

The usually calm man couldn't hold back his tears, letting them flow unrestrainedly from the corners of his eyes.

"Honey, the baby is missing, please help me find him, please help me find him, ahhhhhh."

Yu Jingshu clung to Feng Bozhou tightly, begging, "I can't find him, wuwuwu, help me find him, the baby must be very scared."

"Okay, I'll look for it. Don't be afraid, honey. I'm sure I'll find the treasure soon!"

The moment he opened his mouth, the man's voice became extremely hoarse and his eyes were red.

"Don't cry, honey. I'll go find the baby right away."

Yu Jingshu: "Wuwuwu, go find him. The baby must be very scared now. He needs his mother. Wuwuwu."

Feng Bozhou: "I'll look for it. I'll look for it now."

Without waiting for him to speak, the people behind him immediately started searching in the empty room, and everyone's face was extremely gloomy.

Just as the others were walking towards under the bed, the balcony, and the window, Qi Yining, who had also raised his foot to look for him, suddenly stopped where he was.

A picture quickly flashed through my mind.

In the small and dark space, the little boy curled up.

Although the picture disappeared quickly and the boy's face was not clearly seen, Qi Yining somehow knew that the boy was Feng Shiyou.

However, what also flashed by were the eyes filled with despair in the darkness.

He seemed to be looking into those eyes.

It was also at that moment that Qi Yining felt a pain as if her heart was being cut by a knife.

He couldn't believe it. Was that Youyou? It couldn't be Youyou, it couldn't be Youyou's, how could it be Youyou...

But repeated denials cannot overcome the real pain in my heart.

Pain told him that the little boy with those desperate eyes was Feng Shiyou, whom they had always loved and spoiled.

Don’t be afraid, Youyou, Brother Xiaoning will come to find you soon!

Qi Yining didn't bother to think further and instantly thought of the place where Feng Shiyou might be hiding, just like the dark and narrow space that flashed in his mind.

He turned and walked towards another room, which was Feng Shiyou's closet.

Feng Shimo and the others walked towards Qi Yining when he walked towards the closet, followed him, and walked to the wardrobe in the closet together.

But they didn't follow too closely, staying three meters away from him, following him and staring at the closet carefully.

The little boy hiding in the closet, eyes full of fear, also realized that they had discovered him and were slowly approaching him, and despair slowly emerged in his eyes.

If Qi Yining, who was only a cabinet door away, saw the boy's eyes, he would definitely find that they were exactly the same eyes that flashed through his mind just now.

A few minutes ago, Feng Shiyou woke up suddenly and looked at Yu Jingshu sleeping beside the bed, with a strange look in his eyes.

But more than that, it's fear.

He hurriedly pulled back Yu Jingshu's hand, jumped off the bed anxiously, and kept looking for a place to hide.

Uneasy murmurs and sobs echoed in the empty and dim bedroom, "Wuwuwu, where is this..."

"I'm so scared... wuwuwu, where is this..."

Like a headless fly, I was running around everywhere, "Hide, hide... hide, then they won't be able to find me..."

"Hide, hide...box...cabinet...where is it..."

Soon, the frightened Feng Shiyou walked to the closet, looked at the tall wardrobe, and without thinking too much, he opened the door and hid inside.

He curled up in a small ball in the rightmost corner of the closet, picked up all the clothes and covered himself with them, from head to toe, tightly.

Even his eyes were not exposed, only a tiny gap was left for him to breathe.

But even so, the young boy was still uneasy. Even though the clothes and pants covering him had a reassuring smell, he was still trembling with fear.

Murmurs rang out in the silent space, "Hide, hide, hide."

"Don't come and arrest me, I know I'm wrong. Don't come and arrest me, I know I'm wrong."

The young boy kept repeating these words, and the fear in his words could not be concealed.

His empty eyes were tightly closed, not daring to open them even a crack, for fear of seeing those terrifying faces like evil spirits the moment he opened his eyes.

"I was wrong... I was wrong... Don't hit me, don't hit me..."

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps sounded in my ears.

The footsteps were clearly so light that they were inaudible, but to Feng Shiyou's ears, they sounded like hurried, reckless, and terrifying footsteps.

"Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta!"

It sounded again and again, violently and terrifyingly.

The young boy trembled even more violently. He grabbed his clothes and covered his ears, stuffed the clothes into his mouth, and bit his teeth tightly to prevent himself from making any sound.

The terrified little guy kept screaming.

Ahhhh, don’t come over here, I know I was wrong, don’t hit me, I know I was wrong, ahhh!

Let me go, I will change, don't hit me, don't hit me, ahhhh!

Don't touch me, I know I was wrong, don't touch me!

Stop hitting me, I was wrong, stop hitting me!

"Shh-"

Suddenly, a cabinet door was gently pushed open, and the protective cover of Feng Shiyou's clothes fell off in an instant, exposing the young boy completely.

Outside the door, a hand suddenly stretched out, and a gentle voice sounded, "Youyou."

But in an instant, the desperate little boy was frightened and grabbed the hand, crying.

"I know I was wrong, don't hit me, don't hit me, I was wrong!"

But after he finished speaking, he grabbed my hand tightly and bit it hard!

Qi Yining screamed in pain, "Hiss!"