Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

"He Xiran!"

Wen Xiaoyu immediately yelled He Xiran's name.

He stepped out of the room in two steps, and heard another scream coming from the direction of the basement, as if it was about to cut his eardrums.

The torn costume flashed through his mind, his heart stopped beating, he couldn't worry about anything anymore, and ran to the basement as fast as he could.

It doesn't matter whether He Xiran is willing to let him see his mother, or whether Mrs. He will find out that he violated the order.

At this moment, he just wanted to see He Xiran and make sure he was safe.

As he descended the stairs, he was thankful that the basement door was open.When I came to the door, I found that there was an iron fence door inside, perhaps to prevent He's mother from going out by taking the opportunity, a lock was hung on it.

"He Xiran! Open the door!" He slapped the iron fence with a bang.

There were constant screams, beatings and scolding, and the sound of broken dishes rubbing on the floor, which was chaotic and piercing.

Standing outside the door, Wen Xiaoyu couldn't see them. She only knew that there was a dim warm lamp, and occasionally she could see figures cast on the wall by the lamp.

——In addition to the dodging He Xiran, there was also a long-haired figure with thin limbs and crazy movements.

"Mom, I'm Aran, look at me, I'm Aran..." He Xiran's voice was heartbreakingly fragile and desperate.

"Get out! Get out of here! Aran...Aran, let's go—!"

His mother roared sharply, mixed with mournful cries, which sounded more desperate than He Xiran.

"He Xiran! I'm outside! Open the door!" Wen Xiaoyu roared anxiously.

But he didn't get a response from He Xiran, so he had to kick the door with all his might.The quality of the iron gate was very good, and he kicked it a few times but it didn't budge.

"Go away! I can do it myself!" He Xiran finally responded, but he refused tremblingly.

Wen Xiaoyu stopped talking, tried to calm himself down, and found a baseball bat in the locker under the stairs.

"what--!"

As soon as he turned around, he heard He Xiran's cry of pain and a loud "bang".

The projection on the wall showed that He Xiran fell to the ground, and the shadow sitting on him raised something high and wanted to hit him on the head.

"You dare to touch him!" Wen Xiaoyu shouted in a deep voice, and at the same time smashed the lock with all his strength.

"Boom!"

The moment the shadow stopped, the iron lock was smashed open by the baseball bat.

Wen Xiaoyu walked into the room full of evil spirits, and saw the scene inside——

Cabinets and tables were overturned, and all the glass and china on them were shattered.He Xiran lay on the ground covered with broken porcelain and glass shards, bleeding from several wounds on his body and forehead, with his eyes tightly closed, almost fainting.

He Mu, who straddled him, was wearing a long white dress, and her long disheveled hair covered her face.She was barefoot, and there were many bloody wounds on it.

Wen Xiaoyu walked over a few steps and took the things from her hand.It was a sharp piece of porcelain, and he couldn't imagine what would happen if she really pierced it.

"Ah! Don't come here! Go away! Aran!"

Wen Xiaoyu's intervention made her even more frantic. After being deprived of her weapon, she suddenly rushed towards Wen Xiaoyu, reaching out to pinch his neck.

Her nails scratched a few bloodstains on Wen Xiaoyu's neck. Wen Xiaoyu immediately grabbed her wrist, but he didn't dare to use all his strength because he was afraid that he would hurt her.

But crazy people are always extraordinarily strong. After her hands were restrained, she turned her head and bit Wen Xiaoyu's shoulder.

"Woo..." There was a sound of a beast biting its prey in her throat.

Wen Xiaoyu snorted, but did not shake her off, but dragged her out of the glass-filled area in this posture, and away from the weak He Xiran.

He Xiran who was lying on the ground came back to his senses, curled up unconsciously, and groaned in pain.

It was just such a small voice, which touched his mother's nerve again, she tried her best to push Wen Xiaoyu away, and was about to pounce on her son again.

Wen Xiaoyu hugged her waist, but she was taken a step forward by her desperate posture.

Seeing He Xiran who sat up tremblingly, he didn't dare to be soft-handed anymore, he firmly controlled He's mother to back away with both hands, and shouted to He Xiran while retreating: "Get out!"

"No...no, you go." He Xiran staggered to his feet, his eyes were red, and he stumbled over, "Mom, don't do this."

At this moment, the familiar sound of high-heeled shoes "thumping" on the stairs.Even though it was such a chaotic moment, this voice was like thunder.

All three of them were taken aback for a moment, and then Mother He covered her ears and started screaming: "Ah──!"

"What's going on?!" Mrs. He rushed in quickly, and when she saw this scene, she scolded, "Why are you here! Let her go! Get out!"

She ran over to push Wen Xiaoyu away, snatched her daughter from his hand, hugged her and comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay, I brought the medicine back, niece, you'll be fine soon."

Then he swiftly injected an injection into his daughter.

Mother He hugged her head tightly, her body twitching wildly.He Xiran didn't cry when he was beaten like that just now, but now he couldn't help crying: "Grandma, my mother hurts..."

"Get lost! What do you know? Only then can she be quiet!" Mrs. He glared at He Xiran like an enemy.

Her hair was disheveled, gray strands fell on her deeply lined face, and she looked more terrifying than her deranged daughter.

He Xiran looked at his mother helplessly, covering his heart with bloody palms, crying heartbroken.

After the injection was finished, He's mother slowly lowered her hands, only then did Wen Xiaoyu see her appearance clearly.

Her skin was very fair, a sickly color that never sees the sun.He Xiran's facial features are very similar to hers, they are both extremely beautiful.

The difference is that He Xiran's expression is mostly bright and flamboyant, while she is like a withered white rose, exuding a withered breath.

Before she fainted, she seemed to regain consciousness for a moment, because her eyes were full of distress and regret as she stared at He Xiran.

However, before she could express it, she lost all consciousness and was skillfully put back on the bed by Mrs. He.

"He Xiran! Did I ever tell you not to come in! Why do you always disobey me!" Mrs. He came over aggressively, pointed at He Xiran and cursed.

He Xiran was forced by her to take two steps back, and he was about to fall when his legs gave way.Wen Xiaoyu supported him from behind, frowned and asked, "He's injured now, shouldn't you send him to the hospital first?"

"He deserves it!" Mrs. He pointed at Wen Xiaoyu again and cursed, "When will you, a bastard, intervene in our family's affairs?! It's just the rubbish your grandma picked up by the side of the road. Become a human being!"

The blood all over Wen Xiaoyu's body suddenly turned cold, and he felt He Xiran in his arms move, and said in a trembling voice: "Grandma, don't say that, he saved..."

"Shut up! He Xiran, you'd better take care of yourself! If you don't listen to me, you will end up in confinement! You are not allowed to go anywhere this week, and you should face the wall and think about it!" Mrs. He scolded Walking over, he stretched out his hand to pull He Xiran.

"I don't want it!" He Xiran struggled violently, as if grabbing the last straw, he pressed against Wen Xiaoyu's body with all his strength.

Wen Xiaoyu really couldn't bear it for a second, he hugged He Xiran horizontally, took a few steps back to the door, and said to Mrs. He: "You are breaking the law, I can call the police now."

Mrs. He stopped, and stared at Wen Xiaoyu viciously and fearfully.

"I took him away, so you don't want to lock him up." Wen Xiaoyu said coldly, "I am very familiar with the people in the police station, I believe you have heard of them too. If you want to make things big, I will accompany you to the end."

He finished speaking word by word, glanced at He Mu who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, and left this suffocating place with He Xiran in his arms.

The moment she walked out of the gate of the He family, the cold but fresh air in the alley exploded in her nostrils, Wen Xiaoyu took a deep breath, and looked down at He Xiran in her arms.

His face was pale, and blood flowed from his forehead to his cheeks, making him even more shocking.The half-opened eyes are empty and lifeless, and the lips are gray and trembling.

"It's okay." Wen Xiaoyu said.

"...Hmm." He hummed softly.

When they came home, Wen Muchen was scared to cry again by the embarrassed appearance of the two of them, and the people who had just finished eating were in a mess.

Grandma Wen asked distressedly: "Where did you come back from? How did you get beaten?"

"His house." Wen Xiaoyu put He Xiran on the sofa to lie down.

After he finished speaking, Grandma Wen understood, and hurriedly called a basin of warm water to wipe He Xiran's face.

"His grandma beat him? You should call the police, it's the abuse of teenagers." Although the child actor doesn't like He Xiran, he still can't bear domestic violence.

"Don't call the police yet, give him a simple bandage, and I'll take him to the hospital." Wen Xiaoyu brought the medical kit and knelt down to check on He Xiran's injuries.

"I'm not going to the hospital." He Xiran shrank back in resistance.

"It's okay to talk about these injuries, what if I'm stupid?" Wen Xiaoyu wrapped his arms around his neck to prevent him from retreating, and carefully stroked his head with the other hand.

He Xiran shook his head, and murmured, "I didn't hit my head, I just fainted when I fell down."

"You didn't feel dizzy for a while, you were so dizzy that you couldn't stand up." Wen Xiaoyu complained, "Stop acting like a baby with me, get up and go to the hospital."

"But if you go to the hospital, the doctor will ask, what if you call the police?" He Xiran sat up anxiously, and grabbed Wen Xiaoyu's wrist.

Realizing that the blood on his hands had stained his hands, he immediately let go.

"If you ask, just say I hit it." Wen Xiaoyu said, grabbing his wrist that was about to escape, and carefully cleaning his wound.

"That's not going to work." Tong Xing continued, "Just tell the truth, and save us from calling the police."

He said "tell the truth" easily, but He Xiran resisted even more, and refused to go to the hospital no matter what.Wen Xiaoyu didn't get angry, and immediately drove him to work.

Grandma Wen bandaged the wounds on his forehead, hands and feet. Seeing that there were no serious injuries, he refused to go to the hospital anyway, so she ordered:

"Then don't go. Whenever you feel uncomfortable, you must tell grandma. Grandma will take you to the hospital and won't let the doctor call the police."

"I see, thank you grandma." He Xiran said obediently.

Wen Xiaoyu stood by and watched, helplessly said: "Just get used to it, if something goes wrong, I have to clean it up."

"As long as you are narrow-minded, I know it." Grandma Wen gave him a sideways look.

Wen Xiaoyu touched his nose and sighed inwardly.

It's really not that he is narrow-minded, only he saw He Xiran lying on the ground, the fragility that would shatter in the next second was really frightening, no one would easily say it's all right after seeing it.

But he also knew that Grandma Wen wouldn't make fun of this, so he looked at He Xiran again, his dead face gradually warmed up in this noisy room, and he finally let go.

"Do you have other injuries?" Grandma Wen patted He Xiran's head and said to Wen Xiaoyu, "Go to the house and fix it for him. Be gentle, don't hurt him."

"No more." He Xiran suddenly lowered his head and repeated, "There is no other injury."

"No fart, will it hurt if you lie directly on the glass?" Wen Xiaoyu raised his hand to pick him up, and ordered, "Come with me."

"Hey!" He Xiran didn't dare to use his gauze-wrapped hands, shouting "Grandma!" and asking Grandma Wen for help.

"It's useless to call grandpa." Wen Xiaoyu ignored his resistance and carried him directly into the bedroom.

As soon as the door was closed, he pushed him to the side of the bed, rolled up his cuffs, and said, "Take it off."