Doctor Jiang is very gentle

Only a few minutes later, Police Officer You called Cen Miao back, and before Cen Miao could speak, he said, "We have found Qi Hai's trace, and he is now in the shopping center on the South Third Ring Road."

Cen Miao and Jiang Lai are on the East Second Ring Road, which is a two-hour drive from the South Third Ring Road.

Cen Miao was stunned, and asked, "What about Qi Mi?"

"Qi Mi? He's attending the Youth Summit, and he's in Shanghai right now."

"Well... thank you, Officer You."

"Miss Cen, don't worry, I will definitely catch him and let you have a clean life."

Cen Mi grudgingly pulled himself together: "Okay, I'll invite Officer You to eat when the time comes, you must come."

"No problem, I won't tell you, go to the South Third Ring Road, be careful not to run around."

With the handset on the phone, Jiang Lai could hear You Lin's words.

Jiang Lai said: "It must have been a mistake just now, no one is following us, don't be afraid."

Cen Miao rubbed his temples, and said tiredly, "Maybe I fell asleep in the car."

She carried the fish that Jiang Nian gave, and she pinched the plastic bag tightly. Without oxygen, several fish turned white.

Jiang Lai took the plastic bag, put his other hand on Cen Miao's shoulder, and said softly, "If the fish is not fresh, it won't taste good. Go back to the hotel first. The fish my mother cooks is delicious."

Cen Miu nodded and cheered up a little: "Jiang Lai, our mother is so good at cooking, why did you only learn how to make instant noodles?"

With a thin skin, Jiang Lai paused and said, "I'll just learn from it later."

"Why did you learn it? Cook for me?"

Jiang Lai pinched Cen Miao's little ears: "If I don't cook for you, who will I cook for?"

But Cen Miao couldn't be happy, and was abnormally silent.Jiang Lai was surprised by Cen Miao's cold reaction, and silently glanced at her without saying anything.

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Cheng Qinghong bought vegetables in the supermarket and took the elevator in the hotel, just happened to meet Jiang Lai and the two who came back.

Cen Miao shouted loudly: "Aunt Cheng." He took the vegetables in Cheng Qinghong's hand to his hand.

Cheng Qinghong laughed, and there were thin lines at the corners of the eyes: "Where have you been running these two days? Alai didn't tell me."

Jiang Lai hesitated and didn't speak. After entering the room, he put away his luggage and said, not daring to look at Cheng Qinghong's face, "Mom, we went to see Wei Xuyao."

Cheng Qinghong was busy washing vegetables, her hands stopped for a while, and then returned to normal, and said in a flat tone, "You know everything?"

Jiang Lai lowered his eyes, his eyes were slightly red: "Got it."

Cheng Qinghong wiped off the water on her hands, walked up to Jiang Lai, and gently wiped away the tears on Jiang Lai's face with her fingers: "I knew that you, a child, would not be able to help asking, the grievances and grievances of our older generation are originally It has nothing to do with you, you will only add trouble to yourself if you try to find out the truth."

Jiang Lai sniffed, choked up and said, "Mom, you have suffered."

When he never liked others, perhaps Jiang Lai would not have understood how painful it would be to miss someone, but now that he has put himself in the shoes of others, Jiang Lai has finally truly experienced it.

Cheng Qinghong's eyes softened: "Is it bitter or not? At our age, we have long looked down upon it."

Even if you can't take it lightly, you have to accept your fate.

Jiang Lai told Cheng Qinghong the news he got from Wei Mingyu's cousin, Cheng Qinghong listened calmly, stared at Jiang Lai and asked, "Do you think I should forgive your father?"

Jiang Lai shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Cheng Qinghong said: "Even if Mingyu's death had nothing to do with him, when he said something that hurt Mingyu, I was already disappointed in him. Now I don't hate him so much, but I have absolutely no other feelings. Alai , I don’t like to teach you any great principles, I just hope you remember this, even if you don’t like it, don’t have any intention of harming others.”

Jiang Lai replied: "Okay, I will remember."

Cheng Qinghong looked at her sensible daughter, and suddenly smiled: "Why am I telling you this? When did you hurt someone? You should be worried that you are too kind."

Cen Miao also said: "Isn't it? Auntie, you don't know that she was saving lives and donating money in the hospital, so she was born alive just like Bethune."

Jiang Lai glared at Cen Miu: "If you don't make fun of me for a day, you will feel uncomfortable. I'll go and break the fish. If you're sleepy, go to sleep."

Cen Miao snatched the fish from Jiang Lai's hand: "Come on, you who don't even want to cut pork, what kind of fish can you break, let me do it."

Jiang Lai rolled up her sleeves: "It's fine, you don't let the thorn prick your hands, I'll help Mom wash the vegetables." She turned to Cheng Qinghong and said, "Mom, teach me how to cook."

"Okay, it's rare that you want to learn..."

The three of them got busy with their own work.

Cen Miao took out a fish, carefully removed the scales with a knife skillfully, and then slowly made a cut along the white belly of the fish.When the internal organs were taken out, a small drop of blood stained her side face, she frowned unhappily, and a nameless anger welled up in her chest.

Almost unconsciously, she slashed at the fish's eyes with a knife, and the fish's eyes split in two instantly.Seeing the bloody appearance of the fish head, she couldn't help feeling: I'm happy.

Hearing the sound, Jiang Lai looked at Cen Miao: "What's wrong?"

Cen Miu came back to her senses, the bloody scene on the chopping board was a bit glaring, she put the fish on the plate in a panic, and then said to Jiang Lai: "It's nothing, I accidentally used too much strength."

After saying this, my heart sank.

Something was like a virus, soaking and growing in her brain inch by inch, the process was slow but not negligible.At this moment, her hands are all scarlet, accompanied by an unpleasant stench, dirty and ugly.She put down the knife and rinsed her hands under the faucet. She used almost half a bottle of hand sanitizer and rubbed it until the skin peeled off, but it still smelled.

The feeling of irritability struck again, Cen Miao's eyes were red, and he continued to vigorously scrub the fishy smell on his hands.A voice sounded from the bottom of my heart: It's better to chop off this hand with a knife.

Just when she was in a panic, a hand gently grasped her wrist.

Jiang Lai stared at her, his tone was gentle but he could not refuse: "Don't wash up, come with me to the bedroom."

The bedroom door was closed, only Jiang Lai and Cen Miao were left.

Jiang Lai raised her beautiful eyebrows, and her clear eyes seemed to see through people. She wanted Cen Miao to tell the truth, but she was reluctant to force Cen Miao. In the end, she only pursed her lips and said, "No matter what, I'm here."

Cen Miu wanted to cry, she was very grateful to Jiang Lai, every time she panicked, Jiang Lai would tell her calmly: she will be there.Among the people Cen Miu knew, there was probably no one who could be more reliable than Jiang Lai.

But no matter what, Cen Mi was afraid, afraid that Jiang Lai was as principled as Cheng Qinghong, and after knowing the violence and ugliness in her heart, he would leave him without looking back.

She wants to be a bright and upright person, just like Jiang Lai.Jiang Lai is her flag and lighthouse, but the sea is churning and turbulent, causing her flag to sink and the lighthouse to be lost.She could hardly find her way, and her heart was as dark as the eternal night.

When Cen Miao was five or six years old, he had many nightmares, continuous nightmares.Dreamed that she was fighting against a huge monster to protect her mother, dreamed that the monster ate everyone, dreamed that she held a pair of red eyes in her hand, dreamed that she stabbed Cen Yugui to death with a sharp knife...

These dreams did not reappear for a long time. The warm people she met later, grandma, sisters from the Jiang family, including Fu Guosheng, were like sunshine, washing away the gloom little by little.Until the darkness was revealed again, the violence carved into her bones in her childhood had nowhere to hide.

Cen Miao doesn't know whether her character is determined by childhood factors or adult factors. She only knows that she has struggled with her past for too long, thinking that she has come out, but when she turns around, she is shocked to find that the monster is still behind her.

Can't drive away.

The pervert surnamed Qi kept reminding her of it.

A person's spirit can be fragile or strong.Cen Miao survived the domestic violence, but he gritted his teeth and tried to refuse to admit defeat.Now Cen Miao finds out ridiculously that she survived all that because she didn't care, she didn't care about family, she didn't care about father's love, she ran away from home but obeyed her heart and left the devil's lair.She doesn't care about suffering more, and she works hard to repay the kindness of her knowledge, so it's smooth sailing along the way.And when the things you care about are threatened, everything changes.

The psychological painter surnamed Qin is right, she is a wolf, her nature is no different from Qi Hai.She does not need to stare into the abyss, she is the abyss herself.

Never let Jiang Lai find out.

The fearless Cen Miao chose to retreat at this time.

Jiang Lai held her hand tightly, a warm feeling spread from his fingertips to his heart, Cen Miao tried hard to feel this warmth, yearning for this warmth like a vampire yearning for blood.

Finally, the restlessness subsided, and the monster retreated into a corner.Cen Miao took a deep breath, and seemed to be slowing down, she exerted a little force, and Jiang Lai, who was holding her hand tightly, staggered into her arms.

"Jiang Lai, you just need to remember one thing."

Jiang Lai almost lost his footing, and before he blamed Cen Miao for his recklessness, his heart softened when he heard her speak so solemnly, and asked, "Remember what?"

Cen Miao frowned, the dimples on his face seemed to be intoxicating: "Remember, I will always like you."

Jiang Lai said: "You have said it many times, I know."

Cen Miao said seriously: "It's not the same, I'm serious."

"Weren't you serious before?"

Cen Mi smiled, and kissed Jiang Lai's face: "Go around me, good sister."

Jiang Lai couldn't help laughing: "Cen Miao..." She always had a bad feeling, she couldn't tell what was wrong, but Cen Miao's state made her feel that something was wrong.

Cen Miao: "Huh?"

Jiang Lai stroked Cen Miao's slightly curly long hair, and expressed his worries: "If you are still having nightmares, promise me to see a psychiatrist, otherwise I will be worried."

Hearing this, Cen Miao did not speak for a long time.

Jiang Lai was most afraid of her like this, so he had to persuade her softly: "If you have any secrets, I won't ask...your health is the most important thing."

Tucking his hair behind his ears, Cen Miao walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, staring at the toe of his shoes for a long time, as if he had made up his mind, and finally covered his face and said, "I promise you."

Jiang Lai breathed a sigh of relief.She squatted down and looked up at Cen Miao carefully, only to find that Cen Miao had lost a lot of weight, her plump cheeks were slightly sunken, and the veins on her forehead were more obvious.Jiang Lai's heart was slightly sore, his eyes were clouded with distress, and he blamed himself for being with Cen Miao every day, but now he realized that she had lost such a circle of weight.

Tears dripped on the back of his hands, Jiang Lai quickly wiped them away, but Cen Miao had already noticed.

Cen Miao picked up Jiang Lai, carefully kissed Jiang Lai's eyes, and gently dried her tears: "Don't feel bad, it's just insomnia, at worst, take some sleep aid medicine."

Jiang Lai stopped crying, not because he didn't feel sorry for Cen Miao, but because he didn't want Cen Miao to waste energy on comforting himself.She thought helplessly, why did she allow the person who needed comfort to persuade herself instead.

Jiang Lai stood up and wiped the corners of his eyes: "It's time to go out and help cook, don't let mom worry."

"it is good."

After the two came out of the bedroom, Cheng Qinghong took a deep look at the two of them, and saw that one had disheveled hair and the other had a ruddy complexion, uncontrollably lost in thought.

"Both of you, what should be tempered is to be temperate, and be careful that you will not have passion in the future."

Jiang Lai's face turned red instantly: "Mom! Where do you want to go?!"

Cen Mi put his arms around Jiang Lai shamelessly: "Aunt Cheng, A Lai and I are like firewood, we can't use up our enthusiasm. Don't worry about it."

Jiang Lai pinched Cen Miao's waist, but he didn't want to pinch the flesh, so he didn't want to use his strength: "Why are you calling A Lai?"

Cen Miu felt itchy on her waist, she asked with a shameless smile, "Then what is it called?"

"Call my sister."

"I'm going to be called Alai, Alai, Alai, and it's nice to call it fluently."

"..."