Female President's Protector

A group of four people passed through the tree-lined paths, and finally stopped in front of a house not far away.

Looking at the retro-style, two-storey small courtyard in front of him, Zhang Yi kept hesitating, and his expression was a little unnatural.

"Can I not go in?" Zhang Yi took a deep breath and said bitterly.

"What do you think?" Luo Qingcheng gave Zhang Yi a blank look, and then walked forward gracefully, leaving Zhang Yi with his back.

Ten years later, I finally came back here.

Looking at this extremely familiar but unfamiliar house, Zhang Yi felt helpless.

Zhang Yu also seemed to understand Luo Qingcheng's intentions, and said earnestly, "Second brother, cultivators are most afraid of having knots in their hearts. Once the knots are not opened, they will only stop moving forward."

The corner of Zhang Yi's mouth twitched. Looking at the house, he gritted his teeth, as if he had been struggling for a long time.

"Go in."

Zhang Yi gritted his teeth and said, then slowly walked towards the door.

"Dad, look quickly, the plane."

"Yes, Xiaoyi, do you want to take a plane?"

"I don't want to sit, but I want to hit it down."

"..."

"Then Xiaoyi has to practice hard, maybe he can do it in the future."

"But my aptitude is so poor."

"Don't worry, everything depends on Dad."

When he just walked to the door, scenes were played backwards in his mind like a movie. At that time, he was only six years old.

"Sister, help me quickly, my father is bullying me."

"Okay."

In the hall, in Zhang Yi's eyes at this time, there seemed to be several figures running non-stop. They held pillows in their hands, and kept looking at another figure. At the door of the kitchen, a beautiful woman was leaning against the wall. Looking at the three troublemakers, warm smiles overflowed from the corners of their mouths.

I don't know which one of the pillows was broken, and suddenly, snow-white velvet flew all over the sky, the woman laughed and cursed angrily, and the whole hall laughed and laughed, so happy!

Seeing Zhang Yi suddenly stretched out his arms and spread his palms, as if catching snowflakes, Zhang Yu was suspicious for a while.

"Second brother?"

"Second Brother?" There was no response when he called for the first time, and then Zhang Yu pushed Zhang Yi.

"Ah?" Zhang Yi exclaimed, and what caught his eyes was the puzzled expressions of Zhang Yu and the two women.

Zhang Yi wanted to say something, but there seemed to be something blocked in his throat, which made him very uncomfortable.

His eyes were wet and his face was pale.

When Luo Qingcheng saw Zhang Yi's misty eyes, he sighed in his heart. Needless to say, this guy must have remembered the past.

"Since we have already taken this step, we must face it bravely." Luo Qingcheng came to the man and said calmly.

Zhang Yi nodded, he couldn't help being touched by the scene.

Then, he slowly stepped on the stairs and walked towards the second floor.

Luo Qingcheng followed Zhang Yi slowly, pursing her lips lightly. At this moment, Zhang Yi could only rely on himself, and no one could help him.

Heart knots can affect a person's many states. If he can't let go because of the death of his parents, he will be the one who suffers in the end.

"Haw, chirp, chirp, Mulan doesn't have breasts..."

"Stinky boy, who taught you to read like this, come again."

"Okay. Myocardial infarction meets a genius doctor, and there is a tacit understanding; I am born to be able to use it, and the mouse son can make holes."

"Stinky boy, don't learn the good ones, just learn the bad ones, huh?"

Passing the study, Zhang Yi stood at the door, and saw a small figure sitting on a chair shaking his head and reciting these verses, but the tall and mighty shadow immediately twisted the ears of the small figure.

"Oh, Mom, Dad hit me."

Immediately, the woman came in angrily, and twisted the ears of the tall figure and said, "Zhang Yongguang, you are bullying my son again, right?"

"I, my wife let go, it hurts so much, you ask him what poems he reads."

"Xiao Yi, read it to your mother."

"Li Bai sleeps soundly in the moonlight in front of the bed; when the book is used up, he will hate less, and the money will not be spent until the end of the month, hey!" Crossed behind him, then walked out slowly while shaking his head and sighing.

Leave the couple untidy in the study.

"Do you know?" For a long time, Zhang Yi's eyes were hazy, his voice choked up, and he continued after sucking his nose: "My childhood was more exciting than anyone else, but why can't it continue to be wonderful?"

Hearing this, Luo Qingcheng said blankly, "Isn't your life exciting now?"

"Things have happened, it's useless to complain, what you have to do now is to relax yourself."

Hearing Luo Qingcheng's words, Zhang Yi took a deep breath, nodded, and forced a smile: "Let's go, I'll take you to my childhood room."

"Ah."

Coming to a house near the study, Zhang Yi slowly opened the door, looked around, and saw a framed photo on the desk, which was a group photo of their family of four.

Regardless of whether it was the table, the bed, or the stools, they were all exceptionally clean, and it was obvious that they were often cleaned.

"Grandpa would often come here and sit alone, staring at this picture in a daze, sitting for a whole day." Zhang Yu's voice was also a little bit choked up at this time, and he said after heaving a sigh of relief.

Zhang Yi was taken aback for a moment, sighed, and then sat on the bed, muttering to himself, as if he was telling them: "I remember one morning, I had a high fever, my father was away, and my mother carried me for ten minutes alone. It took a few kilometers to go to the hospital, and she was so frightened that she lost her wits and turned pale."

"After my father found out, he stayed overnight and drove back."

After finishing speaking, the corner of Zhang Yi's mouth curled up bitterly. When he was on his mother's back, he asked his mother if he was going to die.

As a result, she was scolded and cried.

"Do you know that I'm actually not that strong. Over the years, I often dream about things from my childhood, but the cruelty of life at that time told me that the dream was just a fairy tale world." Zhang Yi's thoughts were flooding, his eyes were empty Godless.

Luo Qingcheng pursed her lips tightly when she heard the words, and clenched her bare hands into pink fists, her knuckles turned white. Who is so cruel to bring down such a happy family and shatter happiness to pieces!

Even Shen Menghan's eyes were flushed, and there were sparkles in them, and she turned her head away from looking at Zhang Yi.

It is hard to imagine how a boy who is more than eleven or twelve years old has survived until now.

After a long time, Zhang Yi stood up with a serious face and an extremely cold voice: "Let's go, go to Mom and Dad's room."

He knew very well that this was the purpose of coming here today. Now that he was here, he wanted to see if his parents had left any clues, but who it was that caused his family to be destroyed.