Li Jingzhi did not expect that he asked twice, but he made people cry.

Feeling song Xiaofei's tears dripping on her shoulders, her heart is also tangled up.

Holding song Xiaofei in his arms, he asked eagerly.

"Sister Jingjing, do you think I really did something wrong? Why are people in this world so hostile to me? "

I can't say anything to my brother.

Song Xiaofei now buried himself in Li Jingzhi's arms and asked.

She really didn't think that it had been such a long time, and that there were still people holding on.

Even though she was the victim, she was distorted.

"Don't be sad, Xiao Fei. People are like this. They only spread false information. They don't want to pay any attention to the real situation. They just think what they imagine is true.

I understand the pain in your heart, but Xiao Fei, you must think that if you really feel bad for their words, it's really wrong."

Although I don't understand what song Xiaofei has experienced.

But Li Jing also came from that period.

Of course, she is more aware of the shortcomings of the Internet public.

They are a group of people who are afraid that the world will not be in chaos. They feel as if they have understood the whole world just by virtue of the messy words sent on the Internet.

"Sister Jing Jing, I know that, but I feel uncomfortable."

Song Xiaofei can also understand these words of comfort.

Can be said by those people, her heart is sorry, is unable to control the want to cry.

"Well, if you want to cry, you can cry. Maybe when you cry, you won't feel so bad in your heart."

The more Li Jingzhi persuades, the more song Xiaofei cries.

She also understands song Xiaofei's inner pain.

Can only be patting song Xiaofei's back, let her cry out, feel that this is better than suffocating in the heart.

"Uncle Yi Cheng, what happened to Aunt Xiao Fei?"

In the kitchen, song Xiaofei relies on Li Jingzhi to cry.

But outside the kitchen, song Yicheng almost followed them after two people went in.

But before he went in, he heard his sister crying.

He can only be clenched lips, standing outside the door, giving each other space.

Just as song Yicheng is thinking about how to let song Xiaofei get rid of the trouble in his heart.

He heard the voice of Si Yi's inquiry, and as soon as he lowered his head, he saw that Si Yi was standing beside him with a confused face.

Song Yicheng bent down and picked up Si Yi.

"It's OK. Your aunt Xiaofei may be hurt. It's OK after crying."

While saying this, song Yicheng walks towards the living room with Si Yi in his arms.

I don't want to disturb the two people inside.

After sitting down in the living room, song Yicheng asks Si Yi.

"Xiaoyi, are you happy these days?"

Thinking about what Li Jingzhi said before had a certain impact on Si Yi.

Song Yicheng wants to ask Si Yi.

"Happy, my mother has been with me these days, of course I am very happy."

Si Yi is a child after all.

He doesn't think as much as adults.

I was really scared before, but after these days of Li Jingzhi's close company.

He forgot so quickly that he heard song Yicheng ask himself.

He raised his head and said with a smile.

"Well, just be happy. Uncle hopes Xiaoyi will be happy every day."

Facing xiaosiyi, song Yicheng seems to think of his childhood.

When I was a child, I didn't have any worries.

But as an adult, all kinds of things follow.

Even if you are good at not good at things have to deal with, so think, Song Yi achievement expect Si Yi has been a child's state how good.

"Well, uncle Yicheng, if you come to accompany me every day, I will be happy every day."

Si Yi can't understand the complex emotions in Song Yicheng's eyes.

But then song Yicheng's words said this.

After that, he turned around and ran to the side to play with his toys.

Only song Yicheng was left to sit on the sofa and smile bitterly.

"Nurse, how long can I walk on this leg?"

Haizi felt that he was going to stay in the hospital all the time.

Try to move your arm, and it doesn't matter.

He turned to the nurse who changed his dressing and asked about his leg.

"Mr. Hai, you can't be in such a hurry. You have broken your leg for a hundred days. Of course, you have to take good care of it in the hospital. Otherwise, you will have bad sequelae."The nurse didn't know why Haizi asked.

I thought he was lying bored all the time.

He quickly put away the empty bottle in his hand and advised Haizi to close.

"No, I didn't mean that, Miss nurse. I really have some urgent things to deal with. Could you ask the doctor for me to see how long this leg will take to walk?"

Looking forward to the nurse.

After hearing the words of persuasion, Haizi lowered his head.

I took a deep look at my leg. The plaster on it was still stiff.

Haizi can close the heart is really thinking of song Xiaofei, want to know what happened to her.

I just want a definite message.

"Well, I'll ask the doctor for you and let you know when I change your dressing this afternoon."

The nurse has been taking care of Haizi since she closed for hospital.

I know something about him.

Seeing that Shen Hong never came back since she left, the nurse didn't know what was going on.

In the face of Haizi's eyes, she can only make a compromise.

"Thank you very much."

I heard the nurse promise.

Haizi's heart finally relaxed a little.

After thanking the nurse, he wants to call song Xiaofei.

But then he thought that he couldn't go out, and he couldn't bear to let song Xiaofei come and meet something again.

I have to hold back.

"Ding Ling, Ding Ling."

It's just that he didn't call. When he wanted to put down the phone, the ring rang.

Anxiously, he picked up his mobile phone and thought it was song Xiaofei.

After seeing the name of Li Jingzhi, Haizi quickly answers the phone.

"Ziguan, how are you these days?"

Li Jingzhi comforted song Xiaofei for a long time to stabilize each other's mood.

But after Song Xiaofei and song Yicheng left, she was still worried.

I want to call Haizi and ask him about the situation here.

"I'm ok, Jingjing. Did you go to see Xiaofei?"

Although I don't want to trouble Li Jingzhi any more.

But Haizi still can't suppress his inner miss.

Unconsciously, I asked Li Jingzhi about this.