Chapter 657

"Wait for me at home."

Zhan Tingchen holds Jiang Zien's face and kisses her bright and clean forehead. His action is so gentle that he seems to be holding the most precious treasure in the world.

Jiang Zi'en nodded his head gently. His blushing face was more ruddy at this time.

Zhan Tingchen personally opens the door for Jiang Zien and watches the car leave.

Jiang Zien sat in the car and watched Zhan Tingchen become smaller and smaller. Until he disappeared at the end of the line of sight, she was reluctant to withdraw her eyes. At this time, her mood unconsciously relaxed. Zhan Tingchen's gentle eyes were lingering in her mind.

At the thought of Zhan Tingchen, her lips rose unconsciously.

Jiang Zien tossed about for a day. Now when he relaxed, his consciousness became a little fuzzy. With the shaking of the car, he soon fell asleep.

It was late when Zhan Tingchen came out of the hotel. Although he had been drunk a lot, he didn't feel drunk at this time. Instead, he wanted to go home. At this time, he just wanted to see Jiang Zien urgently. When he thought of Jiang Zien, he couldn't help but want to go up.

When Zhan Tingchen came back to Zhan's home, he looked at the brightly lit Zhan's home. The radian of his lips became deeper. At this time, his bride was waiting for him in the house.

"Is Madame in the room?"

Zhan Tingchen approached Zhan's house and opened his mouth as he walked upstairs.

The servant next to him was stunned. Shouldn't his wife come back with Zhan Tingchen?

"Isn't Madame supposed to come back with you, sir?"

The servant said with some trembling voice.

Zhan Tingchen's steps flashed a bad idea in his heart.

"Didn't the lady come back?"

Zhan Tingchen's eyes have taken a cold meaning.

"We've been standing here all night, but we haven't seen the lady..."

the servant's voice is lower and lower as he gets behind, because Zhan Tingchen's chill is about to condense into essence.

Zhan Tingchen cold face picked up the car key, out of the home.

On the other side.

Jiang Zien's eyelashes trembled slightly and opened his eyes slowly.

The sleep was so heavy that she took a long time to find that she was now in an environment where she couldn't see her fingers.

Jiang Zien stood up and tried to find a ray of light, but there was only endless darkness around, and there was no light.

Jiang Zien stood in the same place and began to panic.

There is no sunshine, no sound, just endless darkness.

You should know that people are gregarious animals. It's more terrible to confine people in such a completely closed and dark space than to kidnap them, because the boundless darkness can easily break people's mind and drive people crazy. If a person's spirit is broken, he is really broken.

Jiang Zien forced herself to calm down. Now she is no longer the useless Jiang Zien a few years ago. The reason why she can become the gold medal Secretary of civilized Hangzhou city is that she has strong adaptability. The more dangerous and urgent the moment is, the more calm she is. At this time, she is no exception.

Jiang Zien stretched out his hand and moved forward step by step, trying to find a way to save himself.

But Jiang Zien just took a step back, because she felt that she stepped on something soft.

"Squeak!"

A small voice in the room without a sound is particularly clear, accurate to Jiang Zien's ears, she immediately did not move.

Jiang Zi'en began to tremble all over, but he refused to take any more steps.

Although she didn't see it, she knew what she had just stepped on.

Jiang Zien has few things to be afraid of, but mice are one of them. When he was a child, he was often shut in the basement by Wang Lan, so he formed an insurmountable fear of the darkness and mice. At this time, whether it was the dark environment or the mice waiting for an opportunity in the dark were always stirring up Jiang Zien's defense, breaking her spirit bit by bit The inner defense.

At this time, the endless darkness is squeezing her living space. What's more ironic is that the only light Jiang Zien can see at this time is a few round little bright spots. Jiang Zien knows that it's the reflection of the mouse's eyes, and the dark memories of her childhood are overwhelming. At this time, her spirit is near the edge of collapse.

Jiang Zien squatted down slowly, her arms around her, her teeth clenched her lower lip. She had tasted some rust in her mouth, but she still refused to let go of her soft lips.

"Zhan Tingchen..."

Jiang Zien's mouth unconsciously spilled the name rooted in her heart, with a slight tremor all over her body

Xu family.

Xu Jing'an leans on Selena's stomach and gently caresses her slightly raised abdomen with slender fingers. Her eyes are full of tenderness.

Today's century wedding also touched Xu Jingan. He also wanted to give the best to the woman in front of him."Serena, I love you."

Xu Jingan looks at Selena affectionately.

Selena is stunned for a moment by Xu Jingan's sudden confession, but she immediately reacts with a smile.

"I know."

Selena is different from Jiang Zien. No matter what kind of scenes she faces, she will not blush. Xu Jingan sometimes recalls that Selena's most attractive personality is probably her unique temperament.

The warm atmosphere is interrupted by a burst of mobile phone ringing. Xu Jingan looks at Zhan Tingchen's three words on the screen, and there is a trace of doubt.

How could Zhan Tingchen call him at this time?

After the phone was connected, Xu Jingan heard Zhan Tingchen's cold voice coming through his mobile phone.

"Something happened to Zi en!"

Zhan Tingchen's short words made Xu Jing tense when he settled down.

Zhan Tingchen stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, walked the road from the hotel to Zhan's home again and again, forced himself to calm down, and deliberated on the direction that Jiang Zien might be taken away.

But he was more and more agitated. For a moment, he seemed to hear Jiang Zien calling him.

Finally, Zhan Tingchen punched the steering wheel hard, and the horn made a harsh sound.

The sound of the trumpet reverberates in the streets late at night, bringing up bursts of echoes, which only adds a trace of irritability.

Jiang Zien didn't know how long she had been squatting, or whether it was dark or day outside. It seemed that time had stopped flowing in this absolutely dark environment. She was the only one who could not see the hope waiting.

Jiang Zien's legs have long been numb and unconscious, but she is still holding herself, like a ragged doll, without any vitality.

When Zhan Tingchen opened the door, he saw such a scene.

In the open room, Jiang Zi'en squatted in the middle of the room with black gauze. He hugged himself with both hands. He was motionless and lifeless. His whole body exuded a sense of despair, as if he had been drained of all his anger.

Zhan Tingchen has a pain in his eyes. He goes forward to hold Jiang Zien, but Jiang Zien pushes him away.

"No, don't touch me, don't touch me!"

Jiang Zien covered his head helplessly, and his body trembled slightly. His eyes were empty, and there was deep fear.

Zhan Tingchen's heart was stung again by Jiang Zien's state at this time.

"Zi en..."

Zhan Tingchen tried to get close to Jiang Zien again, but Jiang Zien always covered his ears with a face of resistance and fear.

"No, no, mouse, go away!"

Jiang Zi'en is now like a frightened bird, resisting the touch of everyone.

Zhan Tingchen was in the same place. For the first time, he had a sense of frustration. Facing Jiang Zien, he was full of heartache.

"Zi en, I'm Zhan Tingchen."

Zhan Tingchen tries to lower his voice and looks at Jiang Zien with pain.

I don't know whether Zhan Tingchen's voice has a kind of convincing power, or whether Zhan Tingchen's three words give Jiang Zien a sense of security. Jiang Zien slowly raises his head and looks at Zhan Tingchen in confusion.

Zhan Tingchen sees that Jiang Zien finally has a reaction. He goes to Jiang Zien and looks at Jiang Zien's shaking body. His eyes are more and more distressed.

"Zhan Tingchen?"

Jiang Zien murmured.

"Zhan Tingchen!"

Zhan Tingchen gently hugs Jiang Zien's cold little hand with his dry and warm palm.

At the moment when Zhan Tingchen holds Jiang Zien's hand, Jiang Zien is miraculously quiet, and his body is no longer shaking.

Xu Jing'an at the back of the quiet Jiang Zi'en is also slightly relieved.

He looked around and found that it was a fully enclosed room. There was no unnecessary decoration in the whole room, or even a ray of light. From time to time, he could see one or two running mice.

Xu Jing'an's heart is the same. He can't imagine how Jiang Zi'en, a weak woman, lived through those dozens of hours in such a place where he, a specially trained person, felt suffocated.

Zhan Tingchen gently holds Jiang Zien up and goes out.

Jiang Zien quietly nests in Zhan Tingchen's arms, arms tightly around his neck, as if for fear that the person in front of him will disappear.

"When a person's certain idea, emotion or impulse cannot be accepted by the superego, it will be suppressed to the unconscious, so that the individual will no longer have anxiety and pain because of it. This is a kind of unconscious active forgetting and inhibition. However, this kind of forgetting is not thorough, especially the shadow of childhood that impresses us deeply. It will make us afraid to face the same or similar situation, and even break out the corresponding mental illness seriously. The patient's current state is very dangerous, and there is the possibility of breaking out mental illness at any time. At this time, we need the company and relief of family members. "

The doctor thought of the gaunt Jiang Zi'en in the ward and said something distressed.After the doctor said that he left, leaving Zhan Tingchen standing in the same place. His straight back fainted a little lonely at this time.

"Find out who took Zien."