Travel through the book and become addicted to teasing him!

After she finished speaking, she no longer paid attention to Shen Lingshan's ugly expression, turned around, took the script from Zhuzhu's hand, and patted Zhuzhu's shoulder.

"Go ahead, go back early."

Zhuzhu was obviously worried about Ning Baicha.

She frowned and took a step forward: "Sister Baicha, are you sure it's okay for you to be alone?"

"What could be the problem?" Ning Baicha flipped through the scripts in his hand, most of which were variety shows.

But they are all unknown variety shows.

If she returns, it would be unnecessary to just do a few unknown variety shows.

"That's it..." Zhuzhu subconsciously turned her eyes to Shen Lingshan over there, "They don't look like good people."

"It doesn't matter." Ning Baicha slapped all the scripts in Zhuzhu's arms. "After all, we are in the Shen family, and I am now Shen Shijing's wife in public. If they really plan to do something, even if they don't care about other things, they should consider Shen Shijing."

Zhuzhu felt that this sounded reasonable, and she nodded nervously: "Okay, then I'll go back first. If you have anything, call me and I'll come over as soon as possible."

Ning Baicha hummed: "Go ahead."

She saw with her own eyes Zhuzhu driving away and disappearing around the corner.

When she turned around, Shen Lingshan was standing on the steps, looking in the direction where Zhuzhu disappeared, wondering what she was thinking.

Ning Baicha was a little worried that she would cause trouble for Zhuzhu, so she came up to her and said, "Aunt, what are you looking at? Why are you so absorbed in it?"

"What's it got to do with you!" Shen Lingshan was too lazy to even give Ning Baicha a good look. She walked into the Shen family's gate with a cold face.

Ning Baicha shrugged his shoulders, thinking that this group of people was really boring, and then went back to his room.

Shen Shijing didn't come back until midnight. Ning Baicha had been idle during this period and was worried that he would not be able to wait for Shen Shijing, so he drank a cup of coffee.

But she seemed immune to coffee and it didn't have much effect.

When Shen Shijing came back, she had already half-closed her eyes.

"Why don't you go to bed?" Shen Shijing came over, hugged her and put her on the bed.

Ning Baicha subconsciously turned over, put her hands on his neck, buried her face in his chest and rubbed it, her voice was soft without any deliberate embellishment.

"I'm sleepy, the sofa is comfortable. What have you been busy with recently, and why are you so late?"

"Grandpa's funeral." Shen Shijing grabbed her hand and gently touched it on his lips. "Grandpa's body can no longer hold on. I guess it will happen in the next two days."

Ning Baicha's sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and she looked up at Shen Shijing.

There was no main light in the room, only a small night light.

The soft light illuminated the entire room, weakening the cold and hard lines on Shen Shijing's face. Perhaps it was because of the light that his eyes looked particularly affectionate.

"Are you okay?" Ning Baicha asked in a hoarse voice.

Shen Shijing rubbed his face against her hand and shook his head: "Not so good, I was raised by my grandfather, you should have heard about it."

"Yeah." Ning Baicha nodded.

"The relationship between me and my grandfather is also extraordinary." Shen Shijing's voice was very calm, without any emotional ups and downs. When he talked about these things, it was as if he was talking about today's weather.

"When I was little, I was unwilling to accept it and wanted to ask my parents why they didn't love me. Why did other people have their parents with them, but I only had my grandfather. At that time, my father abandoned the Shen family, and my uncle couldn't hold on and messed up several things. My grandfather was very busy, but no matter when I cried, he would pick me up and comfort me at the first time."

Ning Baicha changed her posture and nestled in Shen Shijing's arms. This posture made her look as if she really needed Shen Shijing.

"Then... Uncle and Aunt, why don't you care about you?"

Shen Shijing pinched her nose and said, "You should call me dad and mom."

Ning Baicha was reluctant. Anyway, after Shen Shijing had settled everything in the Shen family, this position would be given to Ning Baixuan.

"Why?" she grabbed Shen Shijing's hand and asked.

Shen Shijing lowered his head, stared into her eyes for a while, then sighed.

"Because my mother suffered from postpartum depression after giving birth to me. No one can explain why depression is a mood, but it is quite difficult to treat." Shen Shijing whispered, "Some people may get better, but some people may never get better in their lifetime."

"Grandpa said that at that time, Mom couldn't control herself from hurting me. In order to remind herself not to hurt me, she cut several cuts on her arm. Even though she consulted a doctor and tried every possible means, Mom's illness couldn't be controlled. Maybe it was because she wanted to get better too much and wanted to fulfill her responsibilities as a mother too much, so the more she wanted to get better, the more she couldn't get better."

Ning Baicha can understand that feeling.

"Brother Shi Jing." She looked into his eyes, "Do you believe what Grandpa said?"

"I have to believe it." Shen Shijing kissed her forehead.

Ning Baicha suddenly felt a little pain in his heart.

Shen Shijing said he had to believe it because if he didn't believe it, he would have to admit that his mother didn't love him.

It is very difficult for a life that is not expected and loved to survive in this world.

"If I say that I can understand your aunt's emotions, would you believe me?" Ning Baicha changed to a more comfortable position. She and Shen Shijing interlocked their index fingers. "The human body is really magical, and emotions are also particularly magical."

"The more I tried to control myself, the worse it became. I would think, everyone is waiting for me to get better, but why am I such a loser? Will I never get better in my lifetime? If I can't get better, what should I do? In the end, the only thought left in my mind was to die."

She closed her eyes and her body trembled slightly.

That was the last period of her life.

My mother said that the prosthetic limb that she ordered at a high price has received news, and she can wear the prosthetic limb after she has the amputation surgery.

Although I can no longer dance, I have no problem taking care of myself.

But when Ning Baicha heard her mother say this, she actually felt nothing in her heart. She even felt a stronger sense of self-loathing.

She didn't understand why she was so bad.

It made everyone worry and dragged down the entire family.

Suddenly someone tapped me on the forehead.

Ning Baicha opened her eyes and met Shen Shijing's gaze.

"What did you think of?" Shen Shijing asked.

Ning Baicha shook her head and continued, "Brother Shi Jing, if Auntie is really seriously depressed, she will lack the ability to empathize, love, and be loved. She wants to get better and love you well. This is what she really wants."