C245

The twists and turns of two days seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye, and wenzhizhi was as busy as ever to make money. Zhang Wensi is also running between the various cases. The only change may be the relationship between Wen Zhizhi and Qin Hanze.

Wen Ziyu was lying on the edge of the window. The white transparent gauze curtain fluttered behind her, making her like a fairy falling from the sky. She was pure and lovely.

"Why hasn't mother come yet?" Wen Ziyu pursed his mouth and looked out of the hospital.

While jidmei walked in the corridor, the smile on her face was gentle and cold. Sunlight came in through the window at the end of the corridor, two-thirds of the light, one-third of the black.

She looked at the fairy tale book in her hand, but could not read it.

Could it be that mom came to see her?

Her eyes brightened and her eyes looked expectant. I don't know

but the sound of high-heeled shoes spread in the corridor, walking slowly but regularly.

Wen Ziyu was bored in the room, and he still looked for a fairy tale book to read. The ward is very quiet, and the noise outside is definitely two worlds compared with the inpatient department.

"Are you thinking about mom, too? Don't worry, don't worry, mom is here... " Jidemei's voice was floating, and the red in her eyes began to spread.

A bright and beautiful but slightly immature face appeared in her mind, which made Ji Demi laugh all of a sudden.

"My daughter, my son Yu, where are you? Mom came to see you... " Jidmei wentun said, eyes a trance.

She is enjoying the process, the dark and rich eyes of jidmei can not see a clear light.

She only knew the general floor of Wen Ziyu, but she didn't know which ward number she was in. So only slowly one by one to knock on the door to ask, her smile does not decrease.

How different it was before.

If you know her, you will know that the high-heeled shoes under the feet of jidmei are creaking, which is crisp and pleasant to her. Her face also took a pleasant look of enjoyment, she went to knock on the door one by one, and apologized to others again when she saw that it was not.

And jidmei head back, eyes with a sick smile, "that's it, that's it I want my kids, my kids... "

Let them suddenly feel behind a cool, ear that laughter shallow, but in the mind lingering. When they turned pale, they ran away.

But her dark eyes were dark and cold, and the scarlet color was reminiscent of a fierce ghost. She had a chuckle in her throat, which floated into the two people's ears gently and in wisps.

Their words naturally let jidmei into the ear, but jidmei changed his usual irritability, as if nothing had happened.

It's scary to run out on the street. " The woman beside the man who just talked said that his words were mean.

"It's not that I said that mental illness should be treated as soon as possible, but some passers-by heard her words, walked past and said with disdain:" that woman may have a brain problem, dressed up neatly, but I didn't expect it was a mental illness. "

"Young Hehe, young... " Ji Demi whispered a smile, talking intermittently, a little abnormal in spirit.

Jidmei's face was ugly, and the scarlet light flashed in the eyes hidden in the sunglasses, with the meaning of madness, which made people feel terrible.

With a vacant look in her eyes, she shook her head and left. And jidmei did not react until she left. What did she just call herself? What's your name?

He righted the nurse's cap on his head and muttered, "what's wrong with it?"

The little nurse wanted to look back, but she was urged to give up the idea.

I don't know why, she just thinks this woman is strange, but she can't say it.

When I left, I took a look at Ji Demi with suspicion in her eyes.

The little nurse had just finished speaking when she was called away. She called out, "here we are."

The little nurse looked at her and said faintly, "I'm sorry, aunt, the hospital doesn't let the information of patients be disclosed."

She was looking for Wen Ziyu's ward. After thinking for a long time, she went to the nurse's desk and asked, "excuse me, which ward is your little girl named Wen Ziyu in?"

Ji Demei's eyes narrowed slightly behind the sunglasses, with a look in the eyes.

Even if she brought a pair of sunglasses, they could not help but suspect that she was a brain problem.

Ji Demi is obviously very happy about this cognition. With a slight hook on her lips, the smile on her face is more brilliant.

She doesn't care what people are talking about. She intuitively thinks that those people see her because she looks good.

Do not cheat people are looking back at her, one by one whispering, let jidmei's vanity can not help rising.

She wore a floral dress, a coat and sunglasses. I'm afraid that others can't see her as a living person.If wenzhizhi was there, she would have recognized that this woman was jidmei.

When Wen Ziyu was lying on the windowsill in a daze, a figure downstairs walked into the inpatient department.

She has been used to lying here all day waiting for her figure to appear. However, wenzhizhi has been busy recently and has come so little that she has been depressed. She has not even read her favorite fairy tale book. Every day is lying on this small window to see the scenery, see mother.

Her face was half in the dark, half in the light, and now it was time to rest, and the corridor was empty. Ji Demei all over the body is emitting a thick bad breath, her palm heart cold light twinkles.

She went to the door of the ward, just ready to knock, but saw the door suddenly opened. A group of small things toward his arms, mouth also called: "Mom!"

It turned out that Wen Ziyu couldn't help it. Hearing the sound of high-heeled shoes stopped at his own door, he ran out with red eyes.