Mu Zi called Zhuang Jia, and it took a while for the other end to be connected.
Zhuang Jia's voice was hoarse, and it sounded like she had cried.
Mu Zi asked her about her situation carefully, and was relieved to learn that Zhuang Jia is now living with her mother.
"It's fine if your mother is here, and I'm still worried that you won't be with you." Mu Zi said, "Don't be in a hurry to go abroad recently. Take a rest for a while..."
Before Mu Zi finished speaking, Zhuang Jia suddenly raised her volume: "Going abroad?! — I will never go abroad again! I will not go anywhere!"
Mu Zi was stunned: "Jia Jia..."
"Zizi, can you believe it? He actually hid the blade in the towel!" Zhuang Jia hissed, not knowing whether it was frightened or angry, "If I was coaxed into the bathroom by him, I would have cut my throat now. , Lying in the bathtub and waiting to die!...Liar, all fake! All lie to me! Even the name is fake!..."
The voice in the back faded, and it seemed to be crying. After a while, the phone was switched to another person, and the voice of Zhuang Jia's mother Shen Xinru came.
"Zizi, Jiajia is a bit...a bit irritated now, wait for her to get better another day, and I will ask her to call you again."
Mu Zi hurriedly said: "It's okay, Auntie, you take care of Jiajia first. If you need help, please call me at any time."
"Okay, thank you..."
After finishing the call, Mu Zi felt very uncomfortable.
She had worked as a prosecutor before, and occasionally met with survivors like Zhuang Jia who had escaped from the dead. Usually, after things subsided, they would escape from the shocked emotions, and then the more they wanted to be afraid. As for how much psychological shadow it causes, each individual is different...
Mu Zi sighed faintly in her heart.
A long way away, she can't help, even if she can call, she is not good at persuading and comforting others.
I hope that Zhuang Jia can overcome the psychological impact caused by this incident.
...
Zhuang Jia was originally an optimistic and lively character, and had romantic dreams for marriage that every girl had. As a result, the lovers who thought they were in love were murderers. Zhuang Jia was hit hard.
There was nothing that night, but every night after that, she started to lose sleep and would have nightmares even if she barely fell asleep.
However, Zhuang Jia's mother is a well-known designer with her own luxury brand. She is very busy at work and often stays up late to draw drafts and cannot be with Zhuang Jia all the time.
Sometimes it was hard to wait until Zhuang Jia fell asleep, and Zhuang's mother Shen Xinru went to her studio to draw a draft. In the middle of the night, she was frightened by Zhuang Jia's screams.
After a few days, the mother and daughter were overwhelmed.
Zhuang Jia woke up from the nightmare again, wiped the cold sweat from her face, and said to Shen Xinru: "Mom, this won't work, I have to move out! Otherwise I will go crazy!"
Zhuang Jia is extremely insecure now. When she closed her eyes, she looked like her naked body was soaked in blood, with a big gap in her neck, and blood gushing out from inside!
Too cripple!
"Where are you going to move?" Shen Xinru felt helpless, and felt sorry for her daughter. "Or I will let Sister Peng move upstairs to accompany you?"
Zhuang Jia shook her head with a pale face. Now except for her mother, she feels like a murderer no matter who she looks at!
The world is unpredictable. Even husbands who love each other can become murderers. What about the servants in the family? Where's the driver? Where's the cook?
Zhuang Jia can't believe anyone!
"I know there is still room available in Officer Jiang, she should be willing to help me, but she is a little..." Zhuang Jia hesitated, "I'm sorry..."
Shen Xinru said: "You call and ask first!"
It's embarrassing to disturb others, but she is really too scared. Now she just wants to find a safe place and get a good night's sleep.
Zhuang Jia plucked up his courage and called Jiang Ci——
"Jiang... Sister Jiang, are you still single now?"
"What?" Jiang Ci was stunned.