Meet a fake boss

The woman was relatively calm at this time, sitting alone in front of the window, looking at something through the solid iron fence outside the window.

This is a separate small room, all white, even the women's hospital gowns are white.The furnishings are also very simple, a bed, a small table, and a small wooden chair.

Presumably to prevent patients from self-harm, nothing else in it.

Tang Jingshuo closed the door, leaving only two people in the room. He slowly sat down beside the bed and stared at the woman by the window. He hesitated, opened his mouth to say something, and inadvertently raised his head and saw the woman in the room. The top camera.

In order to prevent accidents when patients are alone, the hospital installed cameras in every room.

Tang Jingshuo sighed in his heart, this is not like a nursing home, it is clearly more like a cage.

After thinking for a long time, he finally yelled at the woman: "Mom..."

It was himself who was touched by the word "Mom".I don’t know how many years I haven’t shouted this word. Since my mother passed away due to illness 20 years ago, this word has never been used by him.

He thought of his mother, that elegant and gentle woman. At the moment when this woman was sitting quietly in front of the window, some parts of her side face unexpectedly overlapped with the mother in memory.

Tang Jingshuo unexpectedly saw the shadow of his mother from the face of this once crazy woman.No, maybe, not only was she crazy once, but she is still crazy now.

However, the woman in front of her didn't seem to respond to Tang Jingshuo's shout, her eyes were still looking straight out of the window.

Tang Jingshuo called her again, stood up again, walked a few steps in her direction, and stopped less than one meter away from her.

Tang Xinran finally reacted at this time, she turned her head slowly, moved her eyeballs, looked at Tang Jingshuo for a while, then slowly raised her right hand, and spread her palm upwards , the palm is bloodless white.

Then, she said slowly again: "Take medicine..."

Only then did Tang Jingshuo understand that she didn't recognize her, she didn't recognize her son, she just mistook him for a doctor, mechanically repeating daily actions.

Facing Tang Xinran, Tang Jingshuo's mood was extremely complicated.He had some sympathy for this woman, but when he saw her face, her madness kept appearing in his mind.

Suddenly, he didn't want to stay here any longer, and a sense of suffocating discomfort surged in his body. This discomfort did not come from Wang Boyan, but from the deepest subconscious in this body.

There seemed to be some fragments flashing in his mind, as if stimulated, and some sleeping memories rushed into Tang Jingshuo's mind like a movie playback.

Tang Jingshuo turned around and wanted to leave, as if he could escape from something by leaving here, but as soon as he reached the door, his body fell down involuntarily!

At this time, Tang Jingshuo only felt that his mind had become a projector, playing short films that seemed distant and near.

In front of a huge piano, little Tang Jingshuo was crying, three years old?Still five years old?

A pretty little face was full of tears, he was crying and shouting: "Mom, my hand hurts, Mom, my hand hurts..."

"Snapped"!

A slap was slapped on the little child's face, and little Tang Jingshuo fell off the chair directly, and his crying became much weaker.

Then there was Tang Xinran's angry face: "Cry! You just know how to cry! Do you know that your father doesn't want you because you are useless! He doesn't want you! You trash!"

At the end of her speech, she seemed to be even more angry. She grabbed the child from the ground and pressed his face hard on the keyboard of the piano, which made a messy roar.

"Tell you not to learn well! If you don't learn well, you will cry! What's the use of you! What's the use, you might as well die! You might as well die..."

In the mother's scolding, "it's better to die", the child's vision has been blurred, only the keyboard is constantly beating and the noise is full of noise...

The scene began to change, and Tang Jingshuo suddenly felt a burning pain in the palm of his hand. When he looked closely, he saw a thin bamboo whip slamming into his palm...

Still in front of the piano, the piano is a bit older than the brand new one before.Tang Jingshuo, who looked ten years old, was still standing beside it at this moment. His face was pale, he bit his lower lip tightly, and held his hands flat on his chest, while Tang Xinran was holding a bamboo stick , slapping Tang Jingshuo's palm hard.

Tang Jingshuo didn't cry or beg for mercy, his face was only pale and patient.And what lingered in my ears was still my mother's eternal curses.

"It's useless..." "Your father doesn't want you..." "How could I have a child like you..." "Why don't you die..."

Come and go, over and over again, still the same.

At that time, the little Tang Jingshuo was patient, but what he thought in his heart was that it would be fine if I died.

The abuse didn't seem to end because of this, the woman dragged Tang Jingshuo when she was tired, and threw him into a small, dark room.

The room was dark, cramped, and contained nothing.No, there is one more thing, and that is a small stereo embedded in the wall.

Not long after Tang Jingshuo was locked in the small black room, a piano performance came from the stereo.

Despair appeared in the eyes of the little Tang Jingshuo. He didn't care about his swollen hands. He squatted in the corner and tightly covered his ears.He knows that these piano pieces will accompany him through time and time again in the dark room.

The picture changed again, it was Tang Jingshuo who was growing up slowly.

He held the trophy in his hand, with an indifferent expression on his face, beside Tang Xinran who knew the brilliance and elegance, his joy was beyond words.

Then, it was Tang Jingshuo standing outside the door of the tutor's office. Through the tiny crack in the door, he could hear the conversation between his mother and the tutor coming from the office.

"Jing Shuo is still very talented, but he is too emotionally indifferent. His songs are full of technique and lack of emotion. Ms. Tang, as his mother, I hope you can enlighten him a lot. I always feel that this child Haven't been very happy."

"If this continues, it will be difficult for him to achieve greater success in music... It's a pity... I hope you..."

Afterwards, it was Tang Xinran who responded with a good voice and assured her that in front of outsiders, she could not see the slightest bit of rage and madness.

Only Tang Jingshuo, who was standing outside the door, sneered lightly.

Sure enough, back home, it was another war-like disaster.

Tang Jingshuo, who was already in his teens, was no longer as obedient as he was when he was a child. He would never raise his hands to hit her again, and she would no longer be able to lift him up and press him on the piano like when he was a child.

The woman came home and, besides the usual insults, started smashing things like crazy.

From the living room to the kitchen, it passed through like a tornado.From time to time, he came over to tear and push Tang Jingshuo twice.

Tang Jingshuo neither avoided nor resisted, just stared straight ahead indifferently.

"If only she didn't give birth to me..." "If only I died..."

Such a thought suddenly popped up in Tang Jingshuo's mind, and his mood was extremely gloomy.

Suddenly, he shuddered, no!It's not his idea!He is Wang Boyan!No matter how fair or unfair life is to him, he never thought of death!

This belongs to "Tang Jingshuo", the deepest thought in his heart!

"Jing Shuo, Jing Shuo! Wake up! It's okay, I'm here! Don't be afraid!"

The familiar voice entered his ears, and the consciousness belonging to Wang Boyan began to gradually wake up, and the gloomy emotions began to gradually dissipate in his mind.

There was a tight and warm feeling in his palm, which seemed to pull him slowly out of a dark ice cellar.

Tang Jingshuo opened his eyes, and he saw Wen Lv's pretty face and those black eyes full of worry.

"It's okay, it's all a nightmare, we're not afraid." Seeing Tang Jingshuo woke up, Wen Lv quickly stretched out his right hand to wipe away the sweat from Tang Jingshuo's forehead, he wanted to kiss his face, his lips, but this was still in the hospital, so he had no choice but to clenched Tang Jingshuo's left hand again.

Tang Jingshuo blinked his eyes a few times before he fully recovered his consciousness.

He remembered that he saw Tang Jingshuo's mother, Tang Xinran, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and he wanted to leave. He just remembered that he walked to the door... After that, it was like playing a movie in his mind... And then, he saw Learned the law.

"What's wrong with me?" Tang Jingshuo asked Wen Lv innocently, then turned his head, looked left and right.

"I fainted." There was a trace of helplessness on Wen Lv's face.He was in the hotel well, handling business remotely in front of the computer while waiting for Tang Jingshuo to come back.

As a result, he received a call from Tang Jingshuo's mobile phone. At first he thought Tang Jingshuo was back, but it turned out to be a call from a person who claimed to be a nursing home. Passed out.

The other party knew about Tang Jingshuo's family situation. It was only him and his mother, and they were both in a nursing home now!In view of Tang Jingshuo's identity as an artist, they had no choice but to take out Tang Jingshuo's mobile phone, find the latest call from the call log and dial it.

Because it was Tang Jingshuo's phone call, Wen Lu followed the address given by the other party and rushed over directly.

The author has something to say: Recently, my mentality has collapsed slightly, which has led to my addiction to breaking more.I change!The update frequency will be accelerated as soon as possible.