Jiang had already chattered a lot, and then he was sleepy and confused, so he didn't know what he said. He only remembered that he held his eyelids and said "Wen Shiqing, I like you so much" several times.

Wen Shiqing pulled the quilt for him, squeezed his face, and said with a smile: "I know."

That night, Jiang Ji didn't have any dreams, he slept extremely peacefully, this was the most comfortable dream he had in so many days.

So much so that he forgot the question he asked Wen Shiqing before going to bed.

"do we know each other?"

Wen Shiqing denied it, but Jiang no longer believed it.

Jiang already didn't know why he wanted to hide it, but obviously, he had enough patience to wait for Wen Shiqing to open his heart to him.

Wen Shiqing stayed in the hospital for observation for a week, and then she was able to gradually practice walking.

Jiang has been by his side as his crutch, going out for walks with him from time to time.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, it is Wen Shiqing who cannot do without Jiang Ji, but in fact it is Jiang Ji who cannot do without Wen Shiqing.

The sequelae of being kidnapped gradually revealed, Jiang Ji was a little resistant to talking to others, and only when he was in front of Wen Shiqing would he calm down a little bit, and when he went to crowded places for a while, he would appear a little irritable, a little impatient, and even a little afraid to shrink back.

Wen Shiqing wanted to arrange a psychiatrist, but Jiang Ji refused them one by one. He felt that he was not sick, and he didn't want to reveal how unfortunate he was to strangers again.

To Jiang Ji, this was like tearing open a layer of scars.

Seeing that he resisted obviously, Wen Shiqing stopped mentioning it.

It is only occasionally for the reason of going out for a walk that can lead him out together for a breath of air.

Jiang already knew it was wrong, but he couldn't do it.

In his opinion, only Wen Shiqing in this world would not hurt him.

He also only believed in Wen Shiqing.

He deliberately didn't think about those days at sea, but every time he saw the indelible bruises on his wrists, it made him sick inside.

There is also Auntie's tongue that was pulled out, the empty mouth, the strong smell of the sea, and the turbulent seawater...

There are many, many, but Fan Jiang has already remembered that he was dragged into a dark cave by one hand, fell into a river of no return, and was swept away.

Therefore, Jiang has sworn that he will never think of those things again!

It's just too intrusive.

After spending a few days quietly like this, Assistant Yang came over, looked at Jiang Ji hesitantly, and then lowered his head and whispered something in Wen Shiqing's ear.

After Assistant Yang left, Wen Shiqing turned his head and rubbed Jiang Ji's neck, and said in a gentle voice, "Xiao Yang said that a policeman wants to come to you this afternoon to make a statement."

Seeing the police, Jiang Ji had no objection.

He nodded.

Wen Shiqing: "Huo Qi is in custody now, do you have anything to say, or meet him? If so..."

Jiang has quickly interrupted: "No, I don't have anything to say."

Wen Shiqing paused: "Then I won't see you."

Jiang Ji nodded his head frivolously.

In the afternoon, the police came to Jiang Ji to take notes alone.

All irrelevant personnel left.

Jiang already seemed a little cramped, but he tried his best not to show timidity.

Without Wen Shiqing by side, always feel insecure.

Although he controlled his facial expression, his fingers unconsciously drooped by his side, and he clenched the corner of his clothes tightly. His subtle movements revealed the uneasiness in his heart.

Before the police arrived, they knew about Jiang Ji's condition.

For the victim, they showed a kind appearance to reduce Jiang Ji's pressure.

But fortunately, although Jiang Ji was nervous, he was organized clearly, and although he paused, his expression was accurate.

The recording went very smoothly.

After seeing off the police, Wen Shiqing walked in.

As soon as he entered the ward, Jiang Ji threw himself into his arms.

He held the young man's waist, patted Jiang Ji's back comfortingly, and said softly, "It's okay, good boy."

Jiang had already put his head on his shoulder, and he didn't speak, as if he was in a state of collapse, all relying on Wen Shiqing to keep his body from falling to the ground.

He closed his eyes and shook his head vigorously.

Wen Shiqing touched his forehead worriedly, only to realize that his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

He regretted it a little.

I regret letting Jiang already participate in this transcript, which can be said to have exhausted all his energy.

Even if the police want to do it, he can push it away with all his strength to prevent Jiang Ji from getting in touch.

Wen Shiqing's fingers trembled a little, picked him up and put him on the bed.

He closed the curtains, vibrated slightly, grabbed Jiang Ji with his fingers, and stroked his fine bangs with one hand: "Go to sleep."

Jiang already grabbed his fingers, as if he would finally catch his breath.

He closed his eyes and shrunk himself into a ball, the only thing that remained unchanged was firmly grasping Wen Shiqing's fingers.

That's his source of security.

He didn't open his eyes to look at Wen Shiqing, but he was really tired.

Seeing some people had exhausted all his strength.

He really wants to sleep now.

Get a good night's sleep.

Jiang already knew that Wen Shiqing might be blaming himself now, but he had no time to take care of it.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The dark cave, the Xinghuo far away on the other side of the mountain, Jiang Ji was chilling all over, and he couldn't find the exit of the cave.After a while, he felt that he had fallen into the glacier and was frozen. He breathed desperately and smashed the ice desperately.

Finally, a stove rises from the ice, and Jiang Ji finally escapes from the nightmare.

The stove was so warm that he slept very comfortably afterwards.

Not noisy, breathing shallowly, Wen Shiqing put his forehead against the boy's forehead, watched his fever finally subsided, and then his heart sank back into his stomach.

In fact, Jiang Ji didn't sleep for a long time, but when he woke up, he felt much calmer, not as weak as before going to bed.

He originally wanted to sleep for a while, but it was too noisy outside, so he couldn't continue to sleep.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the man's pointed chin, with a clear jaw line and well-defined outline.

Wen Shiqing shaved his beard and looked a few years younger.

When Jiang had yawned, Wen Shiqing also opened his eyes.

Jiang Jizheng was wondering what was going on outside, when his head was suddenly buckled, and it was pressed on Wen Shiqing's chest.

He was dazed, Wen Shiqing pulled his quilt, and said lightly: "Continue to sleep."

Jiang had already poked his head out of the quilt. His hair was so messy that it could form a chicken coop.

The voice outside was getting louder, mixed with Assistant Yang's warning.

He was a little worried that something had happened to him, so he said in a low voice, "Uncle Wen, it's not like one of your enemies came to the door, right?"

Wen Shiqing plucked his hair angrily: "You are the only enemy I have, you little enemy!"

Jiang has been innocent: "What, I am clearly uncle's little baby, okay?"

He had the strength to joke with Wen Shiqing.

Normally, Jiang Ji was most at ease in front of Wen Shiqing when there was no one else.

Wen Shiqing pinched his nose: "Yes, yes, you are right."

Jiang already smiled.

There was constant noise outside, but Jiang Ji somehow recognized a female voice, which sounded familiar.

A bit like Tang Suisui's mother's voice.

Although he didn't want to tell the difference, Mrs. Tang's voice was very special.

Jiang Ji wondered why Mrs. Tang came here?

Could it be that he knew that Tang Suisui was involved in this kidnapping case, so he came here to intercede?

Jiang couldn't help but feel more disgusted with the Tang family.

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