Chapter 382 Let me guess, is it you or Lin Anshi
"Mr. Lin didn't call when the time came today, and Madam kept pestering me to ask why he didn't come. I, I just made a phone call and turned around, and he disappeared!"
The person in charge of taking care of Lin's mother also had a bad face, scratching his hands and feet anxiously, and was about to cry:
"I searched upstairs and downstairs, but I still couldn't find Madam!"
Lin Yao's face was pale, she turned around and rushed out: "I'll go find it with you!"
Song Zixi and the others who came over suddenly put down the bowls in their hands and followed behind her: "We are also together!"
Lin Yao, who was rushing to the front, stopped suddenly, and grabbed the people behind: "Does dad know about this?"
The woman shook her head: "I didn't get through to my husband."
Seemingly relieved, Lin Yao wiped the sweat from her forehead, let go and continued walking: "That's good, there may be something really wrong if Dad didn't call, don't let him panic, Mom will definitely It's all around, let's look everywhere!"
The woman nodded: "Yes, I know!"
The girl looked non-stop, but she didn't panic, as if she wasn't too surprised about this kind of thing other than nervousness and worry.
It seems to have experienced it many times.
"Squad Leader Lin, let's look for it separately, and contact us when we find it!"
Ye He patted her on the shoulder, and they all looked at each other before going out the door.
"Miss, I will also look around."
The woman who took care of Mother Lin followed closely behind.
As soon as she went out, Lin Yao fell down because of panic, and just when she stood up and saw that she was about to fall again, she was firmly taken into her arms.
"Don't worry," the young man lifted her upright and stood firm, and then let go of his hand. His expression didn't fluctuate, but somehow it made people feel at ease.
The eye sockets were a little red, and Lin Yao's throat was inexplicably choked up, but she resisted not opening her mouth and just nodded.
Because the house has been searched to make sure that there is no one up and down, and the closed door has also been guessed, there is a high probability that Shang Lin's mother has already left the house.
The two went out to search separately.
While passing through the forest path next to the Lin house, Gong Jiuhan suddenly stopped.
There was a rustling sound behind him.
It is very small, and people with average hearing may classify this sound as the sound of wind blowing treetops.
Below the foot is a path made of stone slabs, with a sense of unevenness that seems to be there, the lips are lightly faded, and Gong Jiu's deep eyes are getting deeper and deeper in the darkness.
Turn around slowly.
The hand that was about to fall on her shoulder fell away in an instant, and the woman in light-colored clothes staggered back a few steps like a frightened bird when Gong Jiuhan turned around .
The delicate and delicate face bears a slight resemblance to Lin Yao's eyebrows and eyes, but on the woman's face, some traces of time can be seen.
Those watery eyes stared at her evasively. There was a braided doll in the woman's arms.
A distance away, the sky was a bit dark, but Gong Jiuyin took all the anxiety and panic in the woman's eyes into his eyes.
"I, I can't find An An, can you, can you take me to find An An?"
The woman shrank her neck like a frightened deer, her voice was small and tinged with anxiety, but she looked like a demented child.
Mother Lin.
Good luck.
Meeting people so quickly.
It's just the way of meeting, which was out of her expectation.
I thought that I would have to sit and play peek-a-boo for a while before I could meet Zhu Xiaohua himself.
Gong Jiu's eyes slowly moved away from that face, and landed on Mother Lin's feet stepping on the stone slab, her faint pupils flickered.
ran out barefoot.
Don't need to think about it, I know that the "An'an" in her mouth refers to Lin Anshi.
The line of the jaw moved, Gong Jiu didn't speak, just opened his legs and walked towards her.
But the woman who was begging her to take her to find someone just now suddenly took two steps back vigilantly, her eyes fixed on the boy in front of her.
Gong Jiuhan slowed down and looked at her.
The woman frowned, and scratched her head with one hand, as if she was thinking about something, her face was full of confusion.
"An'an..."
She seemed to be muttering to herself.
"No, no, no, An An said, you can't ask strangers for help, Yaoyao was taken away by strangers, yes, you must protect Yaoyao, you must protect Yaoyao..."
Mother Lin suddenly lowered her head, gently stroking the baby in her arms:
"Yaoyao is not afraid, mom will take you home to find dad, An An is waiting for us..."
She didn't seem to feel the rough feeling from the floor at all. Wherever she staggered to walk, reflected the faint light, strands of sticky moisture fell into Gong Jiu's eyes.
It was the blood oozing from the foot that was worn out by a hard object.
"Yaoyao, don't be afraid..."
Her hair is already a little messy, covered with some dead leaves and dust that I don't know where I came across, in this night, she looks a bit crazy.
"Zhu Xiaohua."
The boy's androgynous voice couldn't express any emotion, and he just pronounced such a name flatly.
In sight, the nagging woman seemed to have never heard of it, and she didn't look at the road, just staring at the baby in her arms as she stroked it again and again, walking staggeringly.
Different from the memory meeting, this time, the feeling of deliriousness was stronger.
Visible to the naked eye.
Breathing lightly, Gong Jiu stepped forward silently, putting his hands on Mother Lin's thin shoulders.
Mother Lin stopped and turned to look at her, her eyes were dark and strange.
"Who are you?"
Looking at those eyes, Gong Jiu's lips twitched together: "I'll take you to find Yaoyao."
Mother Lin's face wrinkled together: "Yaoyao?"
The name that was still chanting in her mouth just now seemed to be suddenly taken out of her brain, which made her start to think hard.
"Yaoyao...Yaoyao...Yaoyao..."
Gong Jiu looked at her silently.
Mother Lin was rambling on, it seemed that the memory switch had been turned on again, and her tone was a little trembling: "You mean... Yaoyao?"
Just when Gong Jiuhan was about to nod her head, planning to calm her down and take her back to talk, the originally docile person seemed to be stimulated by something, and suddenly turned around and raised her hand, pinching her neck fiercely, her eyes were full of tears. red:
"Who are you! Are you coming to grab Yaoyao from me too? Are you? Say it!"
The demented appearance just now was completely gone, and in Gong Jiu's silent eyes, there was only a ferocious canthus face left, which twisted with the astonishing force in her neck.
"Bad guy! Bad guy deserves to die! You give me Yaoyao back, my Yaoyao is still so small!"
The feeling of suffocation enveloped Gong Jiuhan for a moment.
She didn't squint, even if she suffered such a "fatal" attack, in addition to her blushing face, her eyes that didn't squint were dark and deep, a bit darker than the night.
Raising his hand to strangle Mother Lin's wrist, Gong Jiu exerted some strength silently.
Effortlessly, he squeezed the hand holding her lifeline tightly and pulled it away.
In the night, the young man was cold and indifferent, and even the words he spoke were tinged with inexplicable coldness.
The woman's crazy appearance carried the pain of being pinched by someone's wrist.
Slowly drawing closer to the imprisoned woman, Gong Jiu said silently under Lin's mother's full of evil spirit:
"Auntie, it's really a good show."
However, Mother Lin was unmoved.
His hand was strangled, and she still had feet. After her feet were also imprisoned by Gong Jiuhan, she opened her mouth and bit fiercely in Gong Jiuhan's direction.
She turned her head to avoid it, raised her hand and lightly tapped Mother Lin's forehead, and resisted her leaning forward to bite.
In the darkness of night, a trace of hesitation almost flashed across Gong Jiu's dark eyes.
no response.
Mother Lin has no flaws in her body.
【She is not crazy. 】
Mu Lin's voice overlapped with Jiang Wei's unpretentious words, and Gong Jiu's dumb finger moved and landed on Mu Lin's head.
Gently pick off what she got on.
The movements are slow, but there is no warmth.
Gong Jiu lowered his eyes slightly, leaned close to Mother Lin's ear, and his eyes fell on the darkness not far away:
"Let me guess, is it you or Lin Anshi."
Perhaps it was because the young man's enveloping pressure was too strong, and the poppy-like deadly breath covered the insane Lin Mu, which calmed her down.
Mu Leng was imprisoned in the young man's hands.
"Mom! I'm Yaoyao, stop playing, okay? Let's go home!"
The voice came from far to near, with eagerness and crying.
Probably because they couldn’t find it there, Lin Yao came to find it.
Immediately afterwards, Song Zixi's voice was heard.
The expression in the eyes moved slightly, the strength in his hand was released, and Gong Jiuhan was about to retreat, the emotional ups and downs in front of the person seemed to be drained of strength, rolled his eyes, and fell into a faint.
Lowering his jaw lightly, Gong Jiu silently caught the man, turned around, and landed him on his back.
Lin Yao just walked into the line of sight, and was terrified when she saw it, and rushed over with the wind under her feet.
Go to bed early, my dears~
(end of this chapter)