""

Gong Ou nodded coldly.

The hypnotist put up the melodious piano music, then looked down at the little thoughts and smiled. "Miss, then we started, you just relax, close your eyes, you should be dreaming."

""

When Xiao Nian listened to his eyes, he lay on the massage chair.

This massage chair is different from the ordinary one. The strength is particularly soft and soft, so soft that people want to sleep, and her body gradually relaxes under the direction of the hypnotist.

Not too difficult, in the faint voice, Xiaoyan slowly entered the state of being hypnotized.

Everything is real.

She came to that big shopping mall, and the surrounding environment was familiar and strange.

She looked around, a lot of people, that pair of eyes were watching her, staring at her, accused, despised

It seems that she has made a big mistake.

She suddenly wanted to retreat, but there was a voice that kept her going all the way to the counter where the hat was sold. A fat middle-aged woman stood in front of the counter and was a salesperson.

She is very scared, resisting to retreat, but people are always moving forward.

The salesperson Aunt suddenly grabbed her hand and began to accuse her of slamming her. "When people are home to eat, you are so big, don't say repay people, you don't have to harm people, how do you? Can grab my sister's husband"

Do not.

not like this.

She struggled hard, and the salesperson Aunt threw the phone in front of her, and then she saw a press conference with the flute and the adoptive parents.

She went to the press conference at once.

There are too many spotlights on the scene, the flute is crying, the adoptive father is in pain, and even the foster mother who has always loved her is crying about how she is not good, how to marry her sister.

"Small thoughts she used to whistle flute from a young age. She has some flute. She doesn't necessarily have a flute. We always think she is adopted. I may have a slight deviation in my heart, so I never blame her. I didn't expect it. Thinking of it has contributed to the child’s heart."

"I am not afraid to expose my family ugly to a little more exposure today. I am swindling. I have been arrested when I was in the bed three times when I was in the bed. I was pregnant at the time and was stimulated to lose even the children."

""

No.

She did not.

Why do they want to say that they are not her father and mother?

That is the parent who raised her for many years.

Even if there is no blood relationship, can you ruin her so that she can throw her dirty water for her biological daughter?

Isn't she their daughter?

How can they do that?

She stood at the scene of the press conference, watching her adoptive father and mother, watching them squatting under the mud

In the treatment room.

The hypnotist is hinting at the moment, "What are they talking about, they are smashing you, they are pouring all the dirty water on you. Your parents don't want you, they just have their own daughter."

""

When Xiao Nian was lying on the massage chair, the tied hands were struggling, struggling desperately, and his face gradually became pale, his sweat on his forehead and his lips trembled.

Her emotions are very exciting.

Miyao sat on the sofa next to it, a pair of black eyes staring straight at the time, the eyes filled with a touch of red.

Looking at the way Xiaoyan tried to struggle, he could not wait to immediately rush to interrupt the hypnotist.

But no, once interrupted, it is also harmful to the time.

When Xiao Nian’s lips trembled, the eyelids were kept moving, and the sweat on his face was getting more and more.

Gong Ou body involuntarily leaned forward, ten fingers crossed on the lower jaw, fingers forced white, leaking his nervousness at the moment

She was repeating the pain she had suffered at the time.

Shi Xiaonian was led to listen to the words of the adoptive parents at the press conference. A heart image was put into the meat grinder and it was painless to be unconscious.

Suddenly, as soon as the picture turned, she went to a huge shopping mall.

The light in the mall is very bright, and the colorful balloons that are active are floating in the air, very beautiful.

But more and more people are coming to her, one by one, surrounded her and not let her go out.

She wants to go.

They yelled at her with a slap in the face and accused her.

Their fingers can't wait to poke on her face.

What did she do wrong?

She didn't know what she was doing wrong. She was wrong not to let the foster mother and the whistle receive police investigations, but they gave her medicine. Can she not do that?

She was wrong not to know Mu Qianchu, but from the beginning, she was taking care of Mu Qianchu, they were not taking care of why she would be shaped into a third party.

Why do all of us now accuse her of standing in the moral high ground.

Is she really wrong?

Where is she wrong?

Why no one is willing to listen to her, why no one is willing to let her explain why she has identified her as a word.

"boom"

Someone poured milk on her, and the cold milk fell down her hair.

No.

She looked up and saw that all of them were surrounded by her like a beast. Everyone was fierce, and each one was desperately moving. Her ears were full of insults and curses.

No.

Don't listen.

She grabbed her ear with her hand and walked back in pain, but there was someone behind her. She could only slowly squat with her head.

Uncomfortable.

Pain.

Helpless.

Despair.

Why no one wants to believe her

Save her, who can save her?

Gradually, there seems to be a vague voice telling her that everyone has stopped, everyone is not attacking her, someone has come to save her.

Save her

Is there really someone to save her?

She huddled there and tightened it. After a long time, she slowly looked up and looked forward. I saw a crowd of people separated by a road. A tall, long figure walked slowly toward her.

She wants to see what he looks like, but she can't see it.

The light is strong, his entire face is in the light, blurring the facial features.

But the pace of walking, the straight legs make her familiar

"Miyao. Palace Europe"

She murmured to call his name.

The man suddenly came out of the light, a handsome face with high and high, pretentious, black eyes looked at her deeply, walked up to her, and reached out to her, "time to read."

It is his voice.

It is the voice of Miyako.

He came to save her.

"Miyao"

She stared at him on the floor, and there were a lot of grievances coming out, tears slamming down and crying. "No one believes me, no one helps me."

She became a public enemy.

She didn't know what to do. She didn't know why even the foster mother would lie in front of the media. She didn't know what she was doing. There would be such retribution. She really didn't know.

"I believe you"

Gong Ou's slap in the air sounded in her ear, he looked at her lowly, and the tone was overbearing to the extreme. "When you read, I will listen, I will help you with anything to help you someone, I want He is not as good as death, someone hurts you, I want his family to be buried."

So crazy.

He was so unpredictable, but inexplicably let her heart settle down.

There is a voice telling her that as long as Gong Ou is in, she can be safe, she can be safe, no one can hurt her, no one can hurt her.

"Go, time, I will take you home."

Miyako's voice is very close, almost as if it is posted in her ear.

In the eyes of the public, Gong Ou took her up. She looked around and no one around her dared to speak anymore. The faces were all blurred and twisted, as if they were being diluted.

Gong Ou has such ability, his appearance will let the surrounding people automatically surrender; unlike her, she is a weak, she can only watch others accuse her and is unable to counterattack.

She is weaker, and she is no longer weak when she is with him.

a voice tempted to let her go home and go home

Like making a long, long dream, Xiaoyan slowly opened his eyes and saw the hypnotist's smiling face exactly the same as before she slept.

Xiao Nian looked at him with some ignorance.

"Miss, how are you feeling?"

A psychiatrist stood up and asked.

""

When Xiao Nian turned his head, he subconsciously searched for the direction of Miyao, and saw Miyao standing on her left hand side.

When she saw him, she suddenly felt relieved.

Miyaguro's black scorpion stared at her deeply, her lips were tight, and she was nervous. She looked at his hand and saw his hand holding a blank sheet of paper with a sentence on the white paper.