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"I owed her a favor. This is my retribution." Han Muyun raised his head and looked at Zhuo Yanfeng.

"Then why are you always saying that she's not good, not good, and not allowing me to interact with her?" Zhuo Nianfeng shook his head helplessly. Han Muyun's personality was similar to Liu Zihui, cold on the outside but hot on the inside.

"It has nothing to do with what I owe her. Only you can endure her temper! " Han Muyun moved and touched his wound. He took a deep breath and said, "Moreover, she always makes some random friends. They'll hurt you."

"Your temper is much worse than hers." Zhuo Yanfeng grumbled in displeasure, tied up the bandage, and patted his head, "It's too late, hurry up and rest."

Her actions were very natural, just like before, when her elder sister spoke to her younger brother with the same tone and attitude.

Han Muyun didn't move, but suddenly held Han Sifeng's hand. After lowering his head and thinking for a long time, he said, "Mama wants to see you."

Zhuo Yanfeng was stunned, and his heart felt a little sad.

Slowly withdrawing his hand, he crawled to the middle of the bed and lay down on the pillow, silent.

"She and dad were very worried about your injury," Han Muyun said. "So …"

"They're not on business?" Zhuo Yanfeng interrupted him and asked in a muffled voice.

"After you left, they quit their jobs because... Because I was afraid I'd be alone at home. " Han Muyun reached out his hand and placed it tentatively on Zhuo Yanfeng's arm, "They're right outside the hospital, you …" Will you meet? "

The ward was very quiet. Zhuo Yanfeng listened to himself and Han Muyun's breathing. After a long time, he said softly, "Xiao Yun, I'm very tired. Let's rest today."

"I know it's hard." Han Muyun retracted his hand, bit his lips, and revealed a mocking smile. "Yeah, if it was me, I would also hate the Han Family right? They hid the truth for ten years, and even though they were trying to redeem themselves, they still haven't taken good care of you …" "But, mom is really worried, she always wanted you to forgive her …"

"Xiao Yun, I don't hate you." Zhuo Yanfeng interrupted him, hugging his pillow and muttering, "Although it was hard to accept in the beginning, but... It's not that I hate it. I just don't understand. Why aren't you willing to tell me the truth? Why can't you confess? Your mom... "Just what did you hide from me …"

He buried his head in the pillow and didn't want to continue.

In the past, what hidden secrets did Yang Ke Ying Ying say about guilt and apology?

Since he was already at that level and was still unwilling to say it, Zhuo Yanfeng would definitely care about it.

It was a pity that she was too young and didn't even have complete memories. She only remembered that before the accident, her parents had been in a bad mood and had quarreled with the Han Family.

As for her mother, she had secretly called Aunt Guiying a few times, and she had overheard the argument …

"Go to sleep." Han Muyun reached out to pull up her blanket, then stood up. "I'll give you an explanation. This matter, I'll definitely give you an explanation."

Listening to his footsteps gradually leaving, Zhuo Yanfeng grabbed the sheet and began to tremble.

She wants... It's a good explanation...

"Are you sure... She won't wake up suddenly? " Ke Ying stood worriedly at the door of the ward and looked around.

"The liquid that the nurse gave her contains sleeping pills. Quickly finish it and leave." Han Muyun said impatiently.

Yang Ziying stood at the door with tears in his eyes. He didn't walk in for a long time.

The girl lying on the bed...

She didn't dare to approach or call out to her …

"Mom, if you dawdle any longer, I'll take you home." Han Muyun couldn't stand women dawdling, so he said with a cold voice.

Han Zijian also arrived, but after a single glance at the door, he sat down on the resting chair in the corridor and remained motionless.

It was as if Yang Ke Ying was treading on a landmine. She carefully entered the ward and came to the bedside.

Han Muyun sat on the sofa at the side, the wound on his forehead was treated and the bleeding stopped. He stared at the ceiling with a dark expression, thinking about something.

"My Little Feng... How could it be like this? "

In a daze, Zhuo Yanfeng felt as if the blanket was lifted, and the clothes on his back seemed to have been lifted as well. His back felt a chill, and a familiar female voice sounded, "Do you need to sleep on the floor every day? "Poor child, sleeping on all fours without a blanket …"

"Don't wake her up." Han Muyun couldn't help but frown when he saw his mother make such a ruckus.

Although there was a drug to calm him down, it did not mean he was completely unconscious!

Moreover, the blanket had clearly been lifted by his mother!

"What's with the wound on his back?" Yang Ke Ying looked at Zhuo Yanfeng's bruised waist and the wound on his back and asked with a pained heart.

"Someone beat me up." Han Muyun resisted the urge to look at her bare back, but was too lazy to explain.

"What about the wound on my waist? Was it that bastard who beat him up? " Yang Ziying discovered that Zhuo Yanfeng's body was covered in wounds. His heart ached so much that tears welled up in his eyes, "Heavens, why has my body become incomplete? Mommy's heart aches a lot …"

"Me." Han Muyun wanted his mother to shut up, so he said it simply.

Sure enough, Ke Ying shut her mouth and glared at Han Muyun with an extremely unsightly expression.

This brat, he doesn't know how to be gentle, considerate, and thoughtful when chasing a girl?

Only a masochist would like such a style like this!

"The wound on my butt... I know it was a gun. However … Why were there so many wounds on his face and legs? You didn't do it all, did you? " Yang Kexin pulled up Little Feng's sleeves and pants, discovering that it was covered in tiny scars, she couldn't help but get angry. This stinking brat was too excessive. If she really had to get into the habit of beating his wife, how would she let Little Feng be her daughter-in-law?

"I don't have that kind of ability." Han Muyun took a deep breath and said after a long while, "This idiot fell down himself."

"A good person, how did he fall like this?" But Ying Ying did not believe it and asked in surprise.

"In front of us is a big pit that is about half the height of a man. Thorned vines are all inside, let's see if you can fall in." Han Muyun's voice was clearly a bit impatient.

"Oh, my poor child! Why was he still so careless when walking? It must be very painful, right? "Look at this wound on my arm and leg …"

Zhuo Yanfeng felt a heavy weight on his back as if he was pressed down by a ghost, causing him to be unable to catch his breath.

"Mom, don't press on her wound! I can't stand it! "If you guys watch carefully, then hurry up and leave. You'll wake me up …"

"Shh, I understand. Close your eyes and I'll check to see if there's any other injuries on her body. I can't believe there aren't any good areas …"

However, Ying Ying was still unwilling to give up. Moreover … Cough, she wanted to see if her future daughter-in-law had been eaten by that little fox from the Ouyang family.

If someone were to eat a daughter that was as big as a flower and as beautiful as a jade … Yang Keying was infuriated.

Zhuo Yanfeng felt light on his body, and his pants seemed to be pulled down by someone.

"Mom!" Han Muyun's voice carried a trace of anger. "Don't touch her. Once you look at her, hurry up and leave. Do you hear me?"

"Xiao Yun, why didn't you turn around?" Yang Guoying had already ripped off a small part of her hospital gown, revealing a piece of her white and tender buttocks.

Because Zhuo Yanfeng's butt was injured, the hospital forbade wearing underpants. Han Muyun's throat couldn't help but dry up as her beautiful buttocks were exposed in the air.

The crotch line is really... It made people restless.

"Mommy will let you see if Little Feng is pure or not, did he get bullied …" You want to see it too? " Yang Keying asked.

"Don't randomly touch it, bring it out quickly …" Han Muyun's voice was filled with rage.

Oh, I dreamt of them again?

Ever since they came here for the competition, they had been dreaming about them even more frequently.

Hearing those faintly discernible and familiar voices resounding in his ears, Zhuo Yanfeng could not help but let out a faint smile.

"Shh, you're so loud, you'll wake her up." Yang Ke Ying nervously said as she watched her son rush over and pull up her blanket to tightly cover Zhuo Nian Feng.

"Then stop touching your hands!" Han Muyun pulled out his mother's hand and said while clenching his teeth.

He hadn't even touched it before, and his mother had already touched it.

Zhuo Yanfeng snorted lightly and felt a smooth and soft hand reach his chest from his clothes, gently pinching her.

"Wow, I really grew up. Little Wind is developing quite well!" Then, the woman's voice was filled with pleasant surprise, "Xiao Yun, do you feel the same way?"

"Go home!" The youth's voice sounded as if he was about to kill someone, and then Zhuo Yanfeng heard the sound of something being dragged.

"Zi Jian, look at your son. With a wife, you don't need a mother …"

The sound gradually faded again, and the surroundings quieted down.

Zhuo Nianfeng subconsciously reached out his hand to grab something.

She didn't want to be alone in the ward...

She was afraid of being alone in the ward...

This feeling was similar to when she was young and her parents were in a car accident. She smelled the disinfectant and looked at the white room in fear, hoping that someone would come out and save her.

"Xiao Yun... "Xiao Yun …"

Zhuo Yanfeng felt like she was about to go to sleep. She wanted to wake up and control her emotions, but she couldn't.

She was going to get up again and search the entire world for that little boy …

"I'm here." Han Muyun gently held her hand and said in a low voice as he put it to his lips.

He did not leave, he would not leave …

"Don't go... "Don't leave me behind …" Zhuo Yanfeng muttered to himself as he tightened his fingers, tightly grasping the thread of light in front of him.

"I won't leave, I will never leave you behind." Han Muyun said softly.

The feeling of being able to be relied on again … Good.

I dreamed of them again yesterday.

Zhuo Yanfeng opened his eyes again and saw Liu Zihui's stinky face, telling him in his heart.

"You finally woke up! It's already 11: 30 in the afternoon, and you guys are going to the school to gather! "

"Ah?" Have I slept this long? " Zhuo Yanfeng's body trembled, but he still felt that his butt was in pain.

"Look at the sun outside!" Liu Zihui dragged her leg to the window and pulled open the curtain. The light in the room immediately brightened up, "The nurses have given you medicine twice, but you didn't wake up at all. You must be dead asleep!"

"Ah?" "Looks like I was too tired a few days ago …" Zhuo Yanfeng smiled awkwardly and tried to move. Although his butt hurt a lot, the other parts of his body felt a lot better.