I who pretended to be a bully have feline sequelae

The information is very thick, and Wen Ziyang couldn't finish it after reading it at his desk all night. He only knew that the deeper he understood, the more he couldn't bear the two of them in his heart.

His father is a typical manic-depressive disorder, with frequent domestic violence, and he is extremely possessive of Song Qiulin's biological mother. According to the data, this poor woman who is as beautiful as a flower has been imprisoned by him in the name of "wife" for nearly half of her life. , and finally chose to kill himself in despair.

It may also be because of that sense of guilt. After he accidentally injured Song Qiulin's finger, he never forced her to follow her mother's achievements to learn piano.

The stepmother seems to have a cheerful personality, but in fact, the family environment that is too different from the Song family gave her a strong sense of inferiority, which indirectly made her morbidly flatter Song's father. Obviously this should make him very useful, but some "accidents" cannot be avoided. ".

In the ten years since her stepmother married into the Song family, she has been hospitalized seven times, most of them because of fractures. The reasons are various. She fell down the stairs, knocked her accidentally, and couldn't stand on the chair...

Wen Ziyang stopped and recalled the woman with a bright smile at the banquet. She was also enthusiastically talking about helping Wen Yu change shifts. Rao, she couldn't see the darkness under this delicate skin just by looking at her appearance.

It seems that the root cause of Song Zhou's illness was also left at that time. Lack of family care is a major cause of skin hunger and thirst.

Under the file, there is also a USB flash drive, which contains several videos, which are not short in length, like a home surveillance video.

Reason told Wen Ziyang not to look at it, she knew that she was being led by the nose by Song Zhou now, and the other party took advantage of her sense of responsibility and pity to force her to intervene in this matter.

The index finger kneaded vigorously at the center of the eyebrows, but no matter how he kneaded, he couldn't disperse the sorrowful clouds gathered there.

"never mind."

Isn't it just to cure a disease, one more is not too much, one less is not a lot, Wen Ziyang thought to himself, moved his index finger slightly, and clicked on the video.

As she expected, these are a few surveillance videos, and Song Qiulin in the pictures should be young, and he doesn't look like he's in junior high school yet.

The strange thing is that for such a young child, her daily schedule is as regular as that of a soldier. She gets up and goes to bed at a fixed time every day, and the time is accurate to the minute.

The video is very long, and it is a bit boring after watching it for a long time. Wen Ziyang clicked on double speed.

At around two o'clock in the morning, the girl who was lying on the bed suddenly sat upright like a dead body. At first Wen Ziyang thought she was getting up at night to go to the toilet, but saw the person in the picture walking straight towards the closet, and took out a bright red dress for a change. On the body.

To be honest, the picture in the surveillance is quite weird. The girl in her early ten years old is wearing a red dress and laughing in front of the mirror, her voice is sharp and piercing, almost on the verge of madness.

Wen Ziyang quickly took off his earphones and took a breath.

Probably considering Song Qiulin's personal privacy, the video ended only when she was in junior high school.

She directly clicked on the nearest one in the timeline, and dragged it directly to the point where Song Qiulin should go to sleep. The strange thing was that this time Song Qiulin didn't go to sleep immediately. She drank a big cup of coffee before lying down.

An hour later, the alarm clock placed by her bedside rang, Song Qiulin got up and turned it off, then made himself a large cup of coffee and drank it, then got into bed again.

Another hour passed, and she repeated the act until the night passed.

Wen Ziyang finally knew what Song Qiulin's so-called insomnia was all about. Her childhood habits made her almost develop a muscular reaction, making it difficult for her to fall into long-term deep sleep.

The crux of the problem is, why did the childhood Song Qiulin do this?

Wen Ziyang rummaged forward, clicked on the videos one by one according to the time Song Qiulin got up, and found in one of them that when Song Qiulin woke up one morning and opened the closet to change clothes, he found the red dress in the closet that did not belong to him.

"So it's because of anxiety that you deliberately don't sleep?"

Of course, the young Song Qiulin didn't know what this meant. Her personality made her choose not to tell her guardian about these things, and she endured them silently.

Wen Ziyang felt sorry for the child, so she unplugged the USB flash drive and put it back in the file.

If Song Qiulin is like this, and she is in the same family background as her, how can Song Zhou, who has experienced similar incidents, get any better?Wen Ziyang suddenly realized this.

A few days later, Song Zhou took the initiative to call her.

"How are you thinking?"

Wen Ziyang on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment, "I will only do what I should do."

The implication is that you don't even think about anything other than seeing a doctor.

Song Zhou didn't refute or agree, "The information I gave you last time was incomplete, do you want to come to my house tonight? Qiu Lin is also at home."

"...Okay, I'll bring you the file by the way."

After get off work, Song Zhou came to the hospital to pick him up in person. Seeing the harmonious backs of the two, the sister nurse almost thought she was hallucinating.

"What's the matter, Dr. Wen avoided this patient like a snake two days ago, and he has such a good relationship so soon, and he came to pick him up from get off work?"

In the car, the two of them were silent all the way. Song Zhou didn't talk much, and Wen Ziyang didn't know what to say.

The stack of files not only gave her a comprehensive understanding of Song Qiulin, but also indirectly exposed everything that was unknown inside the woman beside her.

This kind of feeling of peeping into the secrets of other people's hearts is not pleasant. In fact, it also shows that Wen Ziyang did not treat Song Zhou and other patients together. If she was completely business-like, she would not feel this kind of guilt.

"Please come in."

Song Zhou opened the door, but the top of the shoe rack was still empty, which meant that Song Qiulin hadn't come back yet, and the sound of her opening the door just now caused the little chubby cat waiting at home to run towards the door.

She knelt down and touched it, but she didn't expect the little chubby cat to grin at her with his usually docile and rua character.

"Is this your cat?" Wen Ziyang is not very resistant to this kind of cute creature. He always feels that the cat in front of him has a sense of familiarity, especially like his clingy sister.

"Meow~" the little fat cat called out, and came to rub her trouser legs.

Wen Ziyang smiled and picked it up. The cat rolled up and nestled into her arms. She stroked its back and said to Song Zhou, "Your cat is not afraid of strangers at all, so good."

"It's quite obedient." Song Zhou, who had his teeth bared by the cat just now, said without conscience, "Ruan Ruan seems to like you very much."

"It's also called Ruanruan?"

The cat obviously responded to his name, and called out to her twice softly. Wen Ziyang couldn't help but chuckled lightly after being so coquettishly dependent, and pressed his palm on its round head, "So soft and good."

"Qiu Lin is already on his way back, please sit and wait for a while." Song Zhou poured Wen Ziyang a cup of hot tea.

Wen Ziyang rubbed Ruan Ruan, who felt good in his arms, and turned back without raising his head, "Whatever, I can play with Ruan Ruan for a while first."

Song Zhou: I am not as good as a cat when I am a living person?

Facts have proved that she is indeed not as lovable as a cat, especially when the cat is still the soul of Wen Ziyang's real sister.

After about ten minutes, Song Qiulin arrived late, which was a little later than the normal time to go home after school.

Before Song Zhou could ask her the reason for her late return, Song Qiulin automatically said to Wen Ziyang, "Doctor Wen, your sister had an accident, she just passed out in front of the station and was carried away by a woman in black..."

faint?

The woman in black?It should be Li Yanran, Wen Ziyang didn't even know that Li Yanran would pick up Wen Yu from school today, but now she didn't have time to think about it, and she was glad that the good guy was taken away by Li Yanran.

She rushed out the door, and Song Zhou followed closely, "Let me drive, I'll drive fast, just show me the way."

At this time, Wen Ziyang was no longer hypocritical. After knowing the address from Li Yanran, he opened the mobile phone navigation and clipped it to the bracket in front of the car.

During the journey, Wen Ziyang's body was always in a very tense state, his hands were tightly held together, and his eyes were fixed on the outside of the car window, as if he would jump out of the window as soon as the car stopped.

"Listen to music?"

Wen Ziyang didn't answer. Song Zhou pressed the button on his own. It was a very rhythmic jazz piece. The female singer's unique voice bit the lyrics lightly, and her body would naturally relax.

After noticing that Wen Ziyang's clenched hands showed signs of loosening, Song Zhou said, "Don't be so sullen, your sister will be terrified when she sees your face if nothing happens."

Wen Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief, "After work, I spend less and less time with her. Although she looks as optimistic as an ordinary child every time we meet, I know that I still feel uncomfortable in my heart. She fainted last night. , I should have taken her to the hospital then."

Song Zhou stepped on the accelerator silently and accelerated the speed. She was not completely unimpressed with Wen Yu. She remembered that Song Qiulin borrowed her account to give this girl a reward.

She also heard a little bit about what happened last night. Wen Yu suddenly passed out halfway through the live broadcast and went to the homepage. If she hadn't suppressed it, probably all the hot searches this morning would be #OM打打主流引少女孩消毒除# and the like Heading up.

"What did your friend say?"

Only then did Wen Ziyang remember to read the news, and while reading it read to Song Zhou, "She said she was awake and was preparing for a medical examination...she said there was nothing serious."

"Just wake up, your friends have said so, don't worry too much."

The car stopped at the entrance of the hospital very quickly. Wen Ziyang almost tripped when he got out of the car. Song Zhou held his arm to stabilize his body, and before he even had time to say thank you, he rushed out without taking the elevator. Run directly to the third floor from the side emergency stairs.

"Where's the person?" Panting, Wen Ziyang looked at Dr. Wang's empty consulting room.

"I just walked away..." Dr. Wang was startled when he saw her, "Why are you running in such a hurry, why don't you sit down and drink water?"

"No need." Wen Ziyang raised the phone and called Li Yanran back.

"Where's the person?" Wen Ziyang said as he walked back.

"She has already checked, nothing is wrong, you don't have to worry." The phone's voice was turned on loudly, and Song Zhou could hear some words clearly because he was close.

"I'm asking where you are. I want to see with my own eyes that she's fine. Where are you? I'll go there."

"If someone has an accident, you don't notify me immediately, how can I rest assured?"

"..."

Song Zhou arrived one step later and walked in to listen to Wen Ziyang's conversation with a friend on the phone. Her expression looked a little excited, and her tone became aggressive. It seemed that this younger sister was really her only weakness, and there was no problem at all. Not allowed out.

Song Zhou stood aside and observed Wen Ziyang's anxious appearance for Wen Yu, feeling a little envious in his heart, envious that Wen Yu could receive Wen Ziyang's unreserved care and love, how rare and precious it is for someone in this world to worry about you so much .

It is said that family love is precious, but not all "family members" can do what Wen Ziyang does.

"Li Yanran!" Wen Ziyang raised his voice, startled passers-by stopped to watch.

"Ziyang." Song Zhou called her name, walked over and snatched her mobile phone, looked at her eyes that turned red because of being too emotional, "You have lost control of your emotions."

Of course Wen Ziyang knew that she was not in the right state, but she just couldn't calm down. She turned cold and raised her eyelids to look at Song Zhou, "When something happened to Song Qiulin, you could be so calm."

Song Zhou frowned slightly, and didn't reply, but just looked at her indifferently, as if looking at a vexatious child.

In the end, Wen Ziyang was the first to lose. She knew that it was wrong for her to vent her negative emotions on the innocent Song Zhou, and the other party even kindly sent her to the hospital.

"Sorry." She moved her lips and spoke in a low voice.

"You are a doctor, so you should know how to control your emotions." Behind Song Zhou, he stroked the back of Wen Ziyang's neck like smoothing a cat's fur.

"..."

"Are you still going, I'll drive?"

"Forget it." Wen Ziyang put one hand on his forehead weakly, "Let's go to your house, we haven't talked about Qiu Lin yet."

Song Zhou took her to have a meal first, and after eating the hot food, it was obvious that Wen Ziyang's overall condition had improved a lot. On the return journey, she seemed to realize her gaffe just now, and silently took out her makeup Mirror, make up the lost eye makeup.

……

"Sister, Doctor Wen." Song Qiulin seemed to be deliberately waiting for them to come back, and when he entered the door, he saw her saying hello behind the door.

The three people and the cat looked at each other, and the atmosphere was inexplicably awkward, mainly because the cat kept looking at him with complicated eyes, which made Wen Ziyang feel like an adolescent girl who was caught staying out at night...

strangeness.

"How is Wen Yu?" Song Qiulin asked.

It was because of this.

"It's nothing to worry about, thank you."

After getting the exact answer, Song Qiulin seemed relieved, nodded and went back to the room with the cat.

"Go upstairs." Song Zhou handed Wen Ziyang slippers.

"...Okay" In fact, she would rather talk in the living room, but she just lost her temper with someone just now, so it's not easy to refuse her request now.

The first thing Song Zhou did when he entered the room was not to turn on the light, but to take off his coat. Wen Ziyang's eyesight is not particularly good, so he can only lean against the door and use the light in the corridor to keep himself from being wrapped in darkness, so as to feel a little safe.

"Where is the light?" Wen Ziyang groped around the wall with his hand, but couldn't find the switch.

"What are you afraid of?" Footsteps approached slowly. The tall man gave Song Zhou an innate sense of aggression. Wen Ziyang consciously wanted to open the door and escape, but before this idea was put into action, Song Zhou He had already slapped the door with a slap, blocking her way.

At such a close distance, the tip of his nose is full of the smell of the other party. Wen Ziyang instinctively wanted to escape, but finally suppressed it with reason, and calmly said: "Turn on the light, don't you want to talk?"

"Heh..." The chuckle didn't sound very kind.

The light was not enough, so Wen Ziyang couldn't see the meaning of the expression on Song Zhou's face. Her voice became serious, "Song Zhou?"

"I'm here." She seemed to be a different person, her fingers slid down Wen Ziyang's arm, landed on her palm, and clasped her fingers, "You are simpler than I thought."

It was only then that Wen Ziyang noticed that Song Zhou's shirt had been unbuttoned for some time, and he was showing off his good figure to her.

"You lied to me?" Wen Ziyang couldn't believe it.

She always thought that her ability to distinguish lies was very good, but she fell down like this.

"No, I'm serious about everything I said to Dr. Wen." Song Zhou took her arm, held her waist with the other hand, and led her to the bedside. With a "bang", the two of them After Qi Shushu fell down, Song Zhou followed the trend and whispered into her ear, "It is true that I asked you to come here because of Qiulin, but I never said that I would not do other things."

There was a soft mattress under her body, and her hands were firmly restrained, but Wen Ziyang's first reaction was not to struggle, but to recall the expression on Song Zhou's face when she said those words in the car just now. Where is the flaw in the "performance" of the film.

The result was indeed as she said, her micro-expressions and tone of voice were flawless. If she was acting, then the Oscar queen would be ashamed.