[Comprehensive] Bewitching life

The two men who beat Tang Jiaming with sticks were dressed in ordinary clothes, plaid shirts, jackets, jeans, etc., with peaked caps on their heads, and disposable masks that can be found in drugstores all over the street.

Judging from the missing and not fully covered parts, one is a young man with dark hair and bright eyes, about 30 to 60 years old.One is an old man, with white hair under the hat, wrinkles around the eyes, and not so quick movements, about [-] or [-] years old.

At this location, at the entrance of an alley, no one came by, and few cars passed by. There are old tenements around, and there is no surveillance.

Obviously, they came here with Tang Jiaming, and they didn't aim for the right time to start until Zhou Yifei left.

"Are you dead?" Zhou Yifei drove the car, looking ahead and asked, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Through the inside rearview mirror, one can see Tang Jiaming with a smear of blood at the corner of his mouth. He is clutching his chest and half spread on the rear seat.

Today, Tang Jiaming is still in a suit and leather shoes, and he looks very slender and tall when he stands up, but his appearance is not so tall when he is lying down, and he is wearing a pair of glasses, which makes him look like a weak scholar.

"I didn't die, cough, cough," Tang Jiaming coughed a few times, "Fortunately, you came in time."

"Then do I need to call the police for you?" He didn't say he was going to the hospital just now.

Tang Jiaming shook his head: "No need, I know who did it." He said with certainty.

Zhou Yifei didn't ask any more questions, the two men just ran away when they saw her coming, they didn't pester Tang Jiaming, and didn't say anything harsh to Tang Jiaming.Reminiscent of Tang Jiaming's frequent lawsuits for people of all kinds and ranks, one doesn't need to guess to know that someone wants to teach him a lesson.

People are like this, very strange creatures, some people lose the lawsuit, don't blame the real criminal, don't blame the system that made him lose the lawsuit, but blame the lawyer who just did his job.

Zhou Yifei has encountered this kind of person before, and she doesn't quite understand the psychology of this kind of person. Doctor Fang told her that this is a subconscious self-protection behavior.In layman's terms, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, facing someone who is much stronger than oneself, can't arouse the consciousness of resistance, and will subconsciously turn the target of hatred to someone who is weaker and closer to oneself.

That is to say, people often talk about venting anger.

Tang Jiaming has been in this industry longer than her, and he will only experience this kind of thing more than her. Since he can handle it by himself, she has no interest in being a close sister.He is such a big man, he didn't need any bosom sister.

"Should I find a place to put you down?" After all this, wouldn't he still want to rub the car?

"Are you a bit human?" Tang Jiaming said weakly: "I am so miserable, do you have the heart to let me go home alone?"

Zhou Yifei said in her heart, if I was really inhumane, I should let you make me a pighead.

Parking the car at the intersection, Zhou Yifei went into the pharmacy to buy emergency medicine, cotton swabs and adhesive tape.

"You're still loyal enough." Seeing her come back with things, Tang Jiaming turned around quickly enough.

Like it was a creature from another world who said she was inhuman a few minutes ago.

"I'm going to prevent you from spoiling my daughter like this, she's only just started elementary school." Zhou Yifei complained mercilessly.

"By the way," she mentioned, Tang Jiaming also remembered at this moment: "Can you pick her up in time?"

"I called Miss (teacher) when I was buying the medicine just now." Zhou Yifei also breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, today is not school, they are going to an orphanage to participate in activities today, and the staff there are very nice , Said that you can wait for me to go over."

"Oh, the orphanage." Tang Jiaming murmured.

Just the tone is a bit strange.

"Hiss..." Tang Jiaming gasped.

Zhou Yifei applied the medicine to him with the liquid medicine and cotton swab. The movements were very gentle, but they still touched his wounds.

The cautious woman in front of him is, to Tang Jiaming, a friend, partner, and even an opponent in court.

But at this moment, under the lingering smell of medicine and perfume, he, who had never regarded her as the opposite sex, seemed to be aware of her femininity at this moment, which was a soft and charming breath.

Marilyn Monroe once famously said: "I only wear Chanel No. [-] to bed."

This sentence brings another meaning to perfume - charming, sexy and enchanting.

Tang Jiaming moved his neck uncomfortably.

Then he was held down by a warm hand again, and Zhou Yifei's voice came with the spray of breath: "Don't move, it will be fine soon."

The removed adhesive tape was stuck to his cheeks, Zhou Yifei finished the last step of applying the medicine, and also ended the torture to a certain extent for Tang Jiaming, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's like losing ten years of life.

Zhou Yifei packed her things unconsciously, walked to the driver's seat and continued to drive. She had already asked for the address of the orphanage.

The orphanage is not in the downtown area. Because of the traffic jam, the original half-hour journey took about 10 minutes, almost an hour.

"Here?" She heard Tang Jiaming muttering behind her.

"Yes, Wenwen School organizes children to come here to play with the children in the orphanage and do volunteer work together. What's wrong?"

Tang Jiaming's answer was concise and clear, with strong perfunctory: "It's nothing, it's fine."

Outlandish.

The orphanage is participated by the church. The environment here is very quiet, surrounded by green forests, and there is a chapel for prayer next to it. It looks a bit like a university campus.But here are not youthful college students, but lively and lovely children.

It's just that during this time period, the children are not outside, and they are probably eating.

Zhou Yifei didn't park the car inside the orphanage, but turned off the car in the parking space not far from the door.

When she got out of the car, she asked Tang Jiaming if she wanted to be with her. The latter lay in the car and pretended to be dead, so she didn't lock the door.

Because she didn't know the way, Zhou Yifei started calling the staff member who was in contact with her after walking a few steps, and an aged female voice came from the phone.Wenwen’s teacher introduced before that this person is a nun of the church. It is said that she has worked here for many years and is a very conscientious person. Parents can rest assured that Wenwen is entrusted to her.

"Mommy!" came the sweet voice of her daughter, and Zhou Yifei laughed immediately.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Wenwen running over with her schoolbag on her back, her little face was flushed, it seemed that she had a good time today.

"Wenwen!" She opened her arms, and her daughter rushed over in three steps at a time, her arms full.

Behind Bu Jiawen was an elderly nun with a mobile phone in her hand, Zhou Yifei guessed, "Sister Mo?"

Sister Mo nodded, with a kind smile on her face: "Are you Wenwen's mother?"

"Yes," Zhou Yifei responded, "I'm sorry, I have some things to do today, and you have to take care of Wenwen for me because of the trouble."

Then she lowered her head and apologized to her daughter: "Sorry, Mommy is late."

"It doesn't matter," Sister Mo smiled and patted Bu Jiawen's head: "Wenwen is a very good child."

Bu Jiawen also smiled: "It doesn't matter to me, Sister Mo helped me with a new hairstyle, Mommy, do you look pretty?"

"So pretty, Wenwen is the cutest." Zhou Yifei couldn't help laughing, it was obvious that Wenwen liked Sister Mo very much.

After chatting with each other for a few words, Zhou Yifei was too embarrassed to bring her own daughter to trouble others, because she was the one who was late today.

After saying goodbye, Zhou Yifei discussed with her daughter and said that an uncle was also riding in her car today.

After finishing speaking, Bu Jiawen looked at Zhou Yifei's car, and Sister Mo who was not far away also took a casual glance.

The car door was pushed open, and someone who was pretending to be dead finally couldn't pretend anymore, and came out with long legs. His tall and straight figure immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.He walked over slowly, and the first person to talk to was neither Zhou Yifei nor Bu Jiawen.

It was Sister Mo who was about to leave.

"Sister Mo." Tang Jiaming called, his tone a little... cordial? !

The stunned Zhou Yifei finally realized where the strangeness of Tang Jiaming in the car just now came from.

The fundamental reason is that Tang Jiaming grew up in this orphanage when he was a child.

But of course he wouldn't blatantly say, I'm an orphan, hurry up and take pity on me, then it's not Tang Jiaming but Tang Nervous.He just told Zhou Yifei that he wanted to talk to Sister Mo about something, of course Zhou Yifei would not stop him.

So things became like this, Tang Jiaming and Sister Mo were chatting about the recent situation from a distance, and Zhou Yifei and her daughter Wenwen were also chatting about the recent situation in the car.

Bu Jiawen seemed to be unhappy after Tang Jiaming appeared, and the original smile on her face also disappeared, with the corners of her mouth down, showing a worried expression at a young age.Zhou Yifei couldn't help but pull her aside, and asked her daughter what was on her mind.

"What's the matter, Wenwen? Why doesn't she seem happy? Wasn't she very happy before?"

The car door was open, Bu Jiawen was sitting in the back seat, Zhou Yifei squatted halfway to keep eye level with her daughter, and asked.

"Mummy..." Bu Jiawen hesitated for a long time: "Is that Uncle Ben your boyfriend?"

She and Tang Jiaming?

Zhou Yifei burst into laughter, stroked her daughter's hair and smiled, "Wenwen, why do you ask such a question?"

Bu Jiawen's attitude is very serious and honest. She said not very happily: "The parents of the classmates in the class are like this. They will remarry after divorce. Daddy has a new girlfriend, Sister Mandy , then Mommy, you will have a boyfriend too."

"Silly girl," Zhou Yifei said a little funny, "Uncle Ben is not Mommy's boyfriend, but a friend. And even if Mommy has a new boyfriend, she won't just want Wenwen. Daddy and Mommy It's the same, no one can take us away. The one we love the most will always be Wenwen, do you understand? Little silly pig."

With a flat mouth, Bu Jiawen twitched and said, "What you and dad said are the same, I want to see how you behave in the future."

This daughter is really a treasure, Zhou Yifei hugged her daughter and kissed her twice with warmth in her heart.

As a person who lived in her 30s before dying, she never thought about remarriage, but the little girl thought about the future first.But she also reminded her, at least for Zhou Yifei herself, Wenwen and one daughter are enough for her.

Whether she will remarry or not, she doesn't plan to have another one, there is no point in that.

On the other side, Tang Jiaming and Sister Mo were walking slowly while speaking simple words.

"How did you get your injury?" Sister Mo was furious, angry and distressed: "Don't tell me it was a fall."

"No..." Tang Jiaming's tone softened, very helpless: "Don't worry, sometimes you can't worry that much. Do you know that sometimes the outside world is much more complicated than here."

Sister Mo looked at him, she saw this child growing up: "Don't want me to worry, you have to protect yourself well."

Tang Jiaming smiled, with a rare relaxed expression on his face: "I know."

He looked around: "It hasn't changed much here, and you haven't changed much, you're just getting old."

When he was a child, he was a very naughty child, making troubles all day long, jumping up and down.Many people in the orphanage were frightened by him. His own Bible was full of turtles, and Sister Mo was so angry that his liver hurt all day long.

However, those were also his most carefree days.

"Sister," Tang Jiaming said gently, "Actually, I am happiest when you take care of me."

"No matter how complicated the outside world is, when you have the opportunity to be quiet, you will know that God's love and guidance are always so clear..." Sister Mo began to spread God's guidance, and she has always been In this way, kindness is helpless.

Tang Jiaming was like every son who listened to his mother's nagging too much and couldn't bear to interrupt her. He held her hand and patted it like coaxing a child: "Oh, um, I see, I received it. Be good, gone back."

Sister Mo couldn't help laughing, she knew she was nagging, but she couldn't help talking too much as she got older.

Fortunately, he didn't find her annoying: "But now that I see you as my partner, I can feel relieved."

Where is the companion?

Tang Jiaming, a bachelor, followed Sister Mo's gaze and saw that Zhou Yifei was playing games with his daughter, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

"We are not..." He wanted to clarify Sister Mo's misunderstanding.

"She was a good girl and a good mother, she didn't give up on her children."

Sister Mo looked at Tang Jiaming and said, "It's been so many years, some things should be taken lightly, at least you met her."

This time Tang Jiaming didn't speak any more, nor did he explain any more.

He knew that Sister Mo was referring to his mother. He was not too young when he was sent to the orphanage, and he had his own memories.

His mother abandoned him with her own hands and never looked back.No matter how much he begged, she never looked back.

He couldn't remember why his mother didn't want him, maybe it was forced by life, or some messy reason.

But he still remembers that day, when he held her hand and refused to let her go, she broke his hand away.

This scene, he will remember all his life.

That's why he didn't want to get married, nor to date normally, nor to have a family.

He thinks he can't do what a father should do, he doesn't even know what a father is.

Tang Jiaming raised his head, Zhou Yifei was always chatting patiently with his daughter in his sight, and there was no trace of impatience on his face.

It was unthinkable for him.

He probably will never get married in his life, Tang Jiaming shrugged, thinking indifferently.