"Mommy mommy!"

Zhang Aihong suddenly woke up from her sleep, sat up from the bed, looked at the empty bedroom, opened her eyes suspiciously, "Xiaoguang! Is that you?"

It has been 20 years since she heard her son's voice calling her mother. When she suddenly heard his son's voice, she was surprised and happy.

The son's voice was as immature as usual. Hearing his son's voice, she immediately saw his son wearing a school uniform and carrying a schoolbag.

But where is the son? There was no one in the house.

Zhang Aihong just remembered the scene in her dream just now. Where is her son trapped? What happened to the dense forest, flames, and vines?

The figure of his son engulfed in flames appeared before his eyes.

Was the son really burned to death?

A series of questions emerged.

The scene of howling and crying while holding her son's head is still vivid. She unconsciously stretched out her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes and found that the wet cheeks were full of tears.

Zhang Aihong, who was already mentally abnormal, was even more stupid and confused between dreams and reality. She rolled over and got out of bed and got dressed.

"No! I have to find my son quickly. Whether it is alive or dead, I will take him home."

I haven't seen my son for 20 years. Where will my son be?

Zhang Aihong was at a loss, but soon she knew where to go.

She thinks she should go to Lao Zhou, Lao Zhou must know where her son is.

When the son became like this, it was all caused by his husband Lao Zhou. Once he found the bastard, he would never be spared. He prevented him from seeing his son for twenty years.

Zhang Aihong looked at the wall clock on the wall. The time was exactly two midnight. If you go to the studio now, it will be quiet in the middle of the night, so you don't have to worry about being discovered.

Zhang Aihong took the elevator downstairs and reached out to stop a taxi.

The taxi driver saw a woman in the middle of the night wearing a white skirt with long hair draped in a car. He was really frightened. When he stretched out his head, there was a shadow on the ground, and he felt at ease.

"Sister, where are you going?"

"Green Film Studio."

When the driver heard about this place, he immediately thumped.

Zhang Aihong saw that the driver's face was wrong and chuckled, "Huh? Why? Is there money to be made?"

The driver smiled awkwardly, "The place is not very clean, and at this hour, no one dares to go there anymore."

"Unexpectedly that you are so courageous, why don't you go to the day shift? Even the night shift?"

Being underestimated by a woman, the driver suddenly felt very shameless, so he coughed and coughed, "Okay, come up, I'll see you."

"It's about the same."

Zhang Aihong pulled the car door and sat in.

The driver stepped on the accelerator and the car hit the road.

At night, there was not a pedestrian on the road, and occasionally a car passed by in a flash. As soon as it turned into the road of the Green Film Studio, not even a single figure was visible.

The driver felt frustrated, thinking that chatting might be able to reduce stress, so he deliberately chatted with Zhang Aihong.

"Sister, what are you doing in the middle of the night, going to the Qing film studio?"

"Find someone."

"Huh? In the middle of the night, where can I find someone? There is always something wrong with that evil land, and it is already half-closed. Can you still find someone?"

"Look for my husband."

"your husband?"

"Ok."

"Your husband will not be an employee of the Youth Film Studio?"

"He is the field leader."

"Your husband is the field director, isn't it Zhou Xuguang?"

At this time, Zhou Xuguang and his son had already caused troubles in the city because of the serial case of QJ killing and imprisoning actresses. There were various reports on the Internet on TV, but because Zhang Aihong was crazy, she neither watched TV nor surfed the Internet. For this A sensational news, she naturally knows nothing. Neighbors in the neighborhood thought she was pitiful, and it was even more impossible to tell her this kind of thing. She didn't even know what her husband and son did. She thought Lao Zhou was still the head of the field.

When the driver said so, of course he was joking with her. He didn't think that she was Zhou Xuguang's wife and he said that on purpose. How did he know that the eldest sister in the car was really Zhou Xuguang's wife.

How could she understand the driver's joke, so she replied abruptly, "My husband is Zhou Xuguang."

"Ah? Is your husband really Zhou Xuguang?"

When the driver heard this, his feet softened and he immediately stepped on the brakes. The taxi creaked and stopped on the side of the road.

The driver stared at her with wide-eyed eyes and looked at her from head to toe. It looked like a scourge.

"Yes, Zhou Xuguang is my love, is there any problem?"

Seeing the driver's attitude suddenly changed, Zhang Aihong was taken aback. Xin said that this person is sick, and after a good chat, his face suddenly changed?

The driver carefully looked at Zhang Aihong and saw that she didn't look like she was lying.

Zhang Aihong was so frizzled by the driver, she couldn't help but glared at him, saying that the driver wouldn't be dark and windy at night, looking around no one, want to take advantage of her? This kind of man couldn't show him a good face, so he opened his throat and shouted.

"In the middle of the night, what do you look at? The old lady has long been famous, and you are still thinking about it. To tell you the truth, the old lady has already recorded your car number before getting on the bus. If you dare to save anything. I think we will only see the police station."

The driver was so dumbfounded by scolding that he got out of the car and personally opened the door. "Sister, this is only half a station away from the Qing film studio. You can stroll over by yourself. I won't see you off. The brakes of my car suddenly broke. I'm sorry for you today."

"Ah? Are you not refusing to load? Be careful when I complain to you."

Zhang Aihong saw that the driver was going to get out of the car. I couldn't swallow this breath in my heart. I looked at the outside of the car again, black and whispered everywhere, not touching anywhere, the fire in my heart was even greater.

"Sister, I really didn't refuse to take the car, it was because the car broke down. Even if you complained, I didn't do it. Please get out of the car as soon as possible. I don't need the money for the car. Just as I'm fine at night, let's give you a pass."

"It's too much! I met you as a **** in the middle of the night!"

"Hey, thank you elder sister, you are walking slowly, you can walk a half-stop to the Blue Film Studio, that place is very easy to find."

Zhang Aihong opened the car door angrily, got out of the car and walked forward. She said to her heart that she hadn't been out for hundreds of years, and met this kind of **** driver as soon as she left.

The driver saw Zhang Aihong walk away before returning to the car, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

"What a **** bad luck, in the middle of the night, I took a murderer’s wife. I waited until dawn to buy a lottery ticket and designated to win the first prize. Isn’t this lady sick? I have to talk to the Liao Zhai in the middle of the night. She ran like a ghost in a ghostly place like the Blue Film Studio, and it’s no wonder that she marries a murderer and regenerates a murderer. She is a **** lunatic herself."

After scolding, stepped on the accelerator, the taxi ran out of sight.