I Have Four Dads After Transmigrating in a Novel - Chapter 139

Jiang Mian stretched out his hand to help Xingran, but the latter shrank back. The muscles of his whole body were shaking abnormally, and his breathing was short: “No, don’t worry about me, very…very, fast.”

He wanted to curl up and bury himself, not wanting Jiang Mian to see his ugly embarrassed look.

However, the muscles were too stiff and jittery, completely out of his control.

The green veins on his forehead and neck burst out, it was Xing Ran trying to control himself.

Jiang Mian paused, and she saw the begging in Xing Ran’s eyes.

He was begging her to leave.

Jiang Mian withdrew his gaze from him, strode out of the room, and closed the door.

She did not go far, in case something more serious happened, she had time to be rescued.

Slide open the screen of the phone, and on it is Jin Xianlin’s brightly colored body. Jin Xianlin is a poisonous snake that is very rare and almost non-existent in China.

Xingran is a male model who was ordered to Daner because of the tyrant father.

He didn’t know the little prince, and he had never entered the palace, so he didn’t feel guilty because of seeing the golden thread scales.

He was not simply afraid of seeing golden thread scales, but was afraid of snakes, so that he could not bear to see pictures of snakes.

but–

Snakes are reptiles. Compared with other animals known for their “cute” and “cute” characteristics, snakes represent cold, ruthless, and highly dangerous animals.

When ordinary people see snakes, they almost always have “fear” and other psychology.

Xingran was so afraid that it was no longer ordinary fear.

It doesn’t seem to be fear, but rather a kind of stress response.

Jiang Mian twisted his eyebrows, recalling the description of Xing Ran in the original book-his scene appeared in the later stage, focusing on how he exposed the dirty trades in the entertainment industry, because his revelation involved Guan Xin, and the main plot was Men and women are the most important.

About Xingran’s plot, half of it is described in declarative sentences.

Including that he killed his father Wan Qiankun, it was only through the perspective of the heroine that the director Wan Qiankun was hacked and killed at home by his son-Wan Qiankun also had a certain reputation in the director circle, and his death was a hot search.

Finally, he wrote Xing Ran’s life in a few words: going to prison, killing offenders, suicide.

As for why Xing Ran killed his father, what his father did to him, and what he had experienced before, nothing is mentioned in the original work.

Had it not been for Xing Ran to tell her his real name before, she would never have known that the top card in heaven and earth would actually be an important supporting role in the later stage.

The original work is too long, and it will take her some time to get rid of all the plot about Xingran. She was so engrossed that she didn’t notice it immediately when the door behind her opened.

The hair in front of Xingran’s forehead has been wet with sweat, and the whole person has returned to normal except for the redness in his eyes.

It’s just that the stars in his eyes dimmed.

Even when he opened the door and saw the girl’s back, it only lit up for a moment.

She saw all his embarrassed and terrifying look.

In front of her, the only best state he wanted to preserve also quietly collapsed.

He looked at Jiang Mian silently, without saying a word.

Would she think he was sick.

When she saw him, did her eyes flash with disgust.

Or, will she tell him next, let him leave as quickly as possible.

A trance appeared in Xing Ran’s eyes.

Perhaps, he should take the initiative to leave.

It would be an insult for a person like him to come to accompany her to cheer her up.

Jiang Mian pulled his thoughts back from his meditation and noticed something wrong behind him. He turned around and frowned at Shang Xingran’s lifeless eyes.

She pointed to his wet hair and said lightly: “You go and wash it first. After washing it, change the dressing for me.”

Naturally and plainly, after speaking, she re-entered the room and showed no difference.

Xing Ran was startled and watched Jiang Mian sit back on the sofa just now. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but didn’t make a sound.

After a while, a light slowly rose in his eyes.

“Miss, I’ll be well soon.” His voice was a little hoarse, trying to hide the excitement in his tone.

He quickly returned to his room to clean up.

Xingran’s “soon” is really fast. Five minutes later, he reappeared in front of Jiang Mian with his hair still smoky after changing his clothes.

He took five minutes to wash his hair and take a shower—how could he let the lady wait for him.

Jiang Mian glanced at him and stretched out his right hand. Xing Ran began to change the dressing for her injury. Jiang Mian didn’t plan to ask him anything, but Xing Ran took the initiative to talk about it.

He first said sorry: “I scared you just now.”

“I was shocked.” Jiang Mian said in a relaxed tone, as if his friend said in a familiar way, half-jokingly, “I dare not let you look at the photos in the future.”

Xing Ran laughed, and the movements in his hands became softer.

He knew that Jiang Mian was relaxing his mood in her way.

He hesitated for two seconds and explained in a low voice: “I had a bad illness when I was a child. During my illness, I was frightened. After that, I got this problem.”

“It’s okay if I don’t see it, if I see it, even if it’s just a picture, it’s…something can’t happen, just like an allergy, just relax for a while.” His voice was a bit embarrassing.

In addition to embarrassment, there is a bit of ease in my heart: she did not hate him.

Jiang Mian pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, “Can you elaborate on it?”

Xing Ran looked up fiercely, Jiang Mian did not look at him, and put on a boring appearance: “Dad and Uncle Nishizawa have not come back yet, and there is nothing else to do. It’s boring. You should tell the story. I will relieve the boredom. .”

The more casual she is, the more relaxed Xingran will be.

“Story…” Xingran murmured.

“Okay, I’ll tell you a story.” Xingran wrapped Jiang Mian’s hands with gauze, then sat on the sofa next to him and began to “tell the story.”

“Miss, you have a good father.” The first sentence at the beginning of the story, “Mr. Han holds you in his hands, it hurts, it’s nice.”

“However, not all fathers will love their children.” He smiled lightly, and after a while, it seemed that he was thinking of something, and his smile became stronger.

There is a bit of irony in every way.

“It’s just this sentence that I didn’t fully understand until I became an adult.”

Xing Ran is not wrong in saying this. Indeed, not all parents are selfless and love their children.

News of child abuse often appears.

Most parents treat their children with a sense of responsibility or investment-giving birth to offspring, just to rely on them when they are old.

Parents who unreservedly put all their love on their children account for the same proportion as parents who abuse their children.

Unfortunately, Xingran belongs to the latter.

Strictly speaking, he belongs to the latter half, because he has no mother, only a father, and his mother died shortly after his birth.

There are different types of abuse, and some are only for the body. This situation is mostly reflected in violence.

Some target the psychology, which is equivalent to cold violence.

Children who have grown up in a cold and violent environment for a long time will definitely not be mentally healthy. Xingran suffered from autism and depression when he was young. Without good treatment, he slowly developed aphasia.

He collectively referred to this paragraph as suffering from a not very good disease.

The situation was so serious that Wan Qiankun couldn’t stand it anymore. At that time, Wan Qiankun focused on his work, and all the films he made were bad, and he didn’t have much money.

The amount of money needed to be sent to a regular and authoritative hospital for treatment is terrible, and Wan Qiankun chose to give up the treatment in the first place.

However, he was worried that he would become a celebrity guide in the future, and he would accidentally reveal that he had a sick son. After weighing it, he could only think about whether to get treatment.

Authoritative hospitals have no money to go to, and the more expensive ones are reluctant, and the next ones have no effect. Finally, he heard a saying from nowhere: aphasia, autism, and depression are all illusions, but they don’t want to face them Kind of protection mechanism for oneself.

Withdraw his head like a tortoise.

As long as the outside world gives enough stimulation, there will be a response.

Enough stimulus, with a response, everything will be fine.

Wan Qiankun began to try various methods-Xingran looked in his eyes one by one, he could see, hear, and feel.

He even pressed Xingran into the pool and forced Xingran to speak by “drowning”.

This paragraph, Xing Ran said in one sentence.

Sometimes, a doctor will come to the door, like brainwashing, and tell Xingran that his father loves him and hopes that he gets better, he will use some extreme methods, everything is for his good.

Xing Ran also heard these words.

Many methods have been tried, but to no avail, Wan Qiankun has been ruthless.

I bought many snakes, pulled out the poisonous ones, and kept the non-venomous ones, shut Xingran in a closed room, and locked the door.

Xingran felt wrong instinctively and wanted to escape. Wan Qiankun grabbed his neck and pushed forward. He said fiercely, “If you don’t speak so lifelessly, I have a way to make you normal.”

The door closed heavily.

Xing Ran turned his head and heard a hissing sound in the room.

He shook his body in fear, and curled himself up in the corner.

Wan Qiankun moved a chair and sat outside, holding the script in his hands. He wants to become a celebrity director. This is his life pursuit…

I don’t know how long it has passed, and there is still no sound behind the door, Wan Qiankun’s eyebrows show violence, he stands up anxiously and kicks the chair over.

At this moment, there was a sad scream from behind the door, one after another, heart-piercing.

Wan Qiankun’s face showed joy.

After that, Xing Ran was “well”, but suffered another illness.

Once, Xing Ran thought about overcoming this problem. He let himself watch pictures and watch videos.

Without exception, all failed.

There is no way, he will never get rid of it.

…

Xingran omitted some details of this story, tried to make it more positive, and always told it in a relaxed tone.

In the end, he couldn’t help saying: “I think, if I persist in overcoming in the future, I will succeed one day.”

“Miss, what do you think.” He stared at Jiang Mian, maybe even he didn’t notice it. He wanted some courage and encouragement from Jiang Mian.

“Of course.” Jiang Mian’s expression remained unchanged. Xingran didn’t need sympathy and compassion. She smiled and said, “I believe you.”

Xingran’s eyes lit up again.

“At that time, how old were you?” she asked suddenly.

Xing Ran frowned for a while, then remembered: “It seems to be eight years old.”

Jiang Mian nodded, stood up from the sofa, stretched his waist, and said lightly: “A thing that is inferior to livestock, you can’t make a bad life for him, right?”