Quick Wear: Is the Lord God showing double standards again today?

After the dinner was over, Nan Feng went to the kitchen and took out the peach blossom cakes as dessert. Shen Junhuai couldn't eat much anyway.

Ms. Lan was surprised when she smelled the fragrance and said, "My son can make this. He learned a lot abroad. He is so virtuous."

Nan Yi was about to reach out to grab one, but Nan Feng hit his hand with chopsticks and told him to wash his hands. Don't think he didn't see him eating chicken wings with his hands without washing them.

Nan Yi crickets chirped and went to wash his hands

Nanfeng picked up a peach blossom cake with a pair of tongs and placed it on the plate. He used a knife and fork to cut it into several small pieces that were just big enough to eat.

He brought it to Shen Junhuai and placed the fork next to the plate. "Young Master, please eat it. I put very little sugar in it this time. You can eat a little more."

Shen Junhuai nodded and picked up the fork to eat in small bites, not forgetting to feed Nanfeng a bite. Seeing that Nanfeng did not dislike the fork he had eaten, he felt a little happy in his heart.

Ms. Lan held her face up to watch, feeling that she had just finished a meal and had been fed a large amount of food, which made her feel a little full. Her youngest son had always been indifferent to everything since he was a child, and he was not enthusiastic towards anyone.

I don't know whose personality the two brothers took after. One is active and a bit like a monkey, while the other is cold and aloof like an iceberg. Although spring flowers bloom occasionally, it is rare.

Thinking of Ms. Lan handing over a peach blossom pastry, which was also cut into small pieces, she opened her mouth skillfully and ate it, then cast a smile at Nan Fu.

Nan Yi, who came out of the bathroom, always felt like he was kicked out of the group chat. Unwilling to accept it, he took a piece and stuffed it all into his mouth. The peach blossom pastry was not big, but it was still a bit difficult to swallow. His cheeks were bulging with it, and he looked like a dolphin.

Ms. Lan can’t bear to watch the way they eat. Did they teach their sons the wrong way? No, they are both outstanding, so why do they feel that they have grown up in the wrong way?

Shen Junhuai chewed it in small bites, and looked at Nan Yi with a little curiosity, thinking it was a bit funny, and then he imitated puffing up his cheeks.

Nan Feng looked at her and chuckled. That faint smile was like a star in the night sky, not dazzling but enough to attract people's attention.

It makes people think of "one smile can conquer a city, another smile can conquer a country". I have to say, he is worthy of being the young master of the Nan family who ranks first in Nancheng's appearance.

Shen Junhuai was a little stunned. Although Nanfeng usually smiled, he rarely looked as relaxed and smiling as he did now.

Ms. Lan thought of something and said jokingly, "My son is so handsome, I don't know what kind of girl to find to match him. Hey, I thought of a family. The girl from the Quan family is very good-looking and has a good figure. I wonder if my son can meet her when he has time?"

Nan Yi mumbled something in his mouth, "Which girl is so depressed?"

"Tsk" Ms. Lan glanced at Nan Yi

Nan Yi put his hand on his mouth and made a zippering motion, then sat there and watched the show with peace of mind.

Nan Fu didn't know what his wife wanted to do, so he helped her out and said, "That girl from the Quan family, she's pretty good. I heard she recently came back from studying abroad and is also looking for a blind date."

For the first time, Ms. Lan praised her own Lao Nan. "Why don't you go and have a look, dear son? You have to bring someone home." The latter sentence is the key point. After saying that, Ms. Lan also looked at Shen Junhuai.

Nan Feng saw what Ms. Lan wanted to do and said, "Mom, I'm busy lately and don't have time. Let's do it later."

Ms. Lan was dissatisfied. "You have no time to stay there. If you bring someone back, Mommy will be relieved that you can really stay. Otherwise, what if you suddenly go abroad one day, right, Nan Yi?"

Suddenly being called out by his own mother, Nan Yi drank some water and nodded. No matter what was asked, just nodded.

This was the first time Nan Feng was publicly asked to go on a blind date. Although he knew his mother was helping him, he was still a little overwhelmed.

"Let's talk about this later. It's late. Ah Huai should rest. He still needs treatment tomorrow." Nan Feng used the delaying method. No one noticed that Nan Feng had changed his address.

Even Shen Junhuai was immersed in his own little world and didn't notice

Without waiting for Ms. Lan to speak, she took Shen Junhuai's hand and went upstairs.

Nan Yi looked at the two people going upstairs and said, "They live together."

Ms. Lan has been watching too many videos recently and blurted out, "What's wrong?"

Nan Yi looked at Ms. Lan and smiled, "Ms. Lan, do you still remember that you are a lady?"

Ms. Lan smiled back and said, "So what?"

Nan Yi was completely defeated. "I can't argue with you. I'm going back to my room. Lao Nan, your wife is going to go wild recently, be careful." After saying that, he quickly rushed upstairs, fearing that he would be thrown out to live outside.

Ms. Lan snorted, "Atavistic behavior."

Nan Fu was helpless. "Wife, you should watch less videos in the future and learn everything... Look, look, as long as my wife is happy."

Ms. Lan then retracted her threatening gaze. "I don't know if my dear son can really bring her back to me. Should I discuss this with the Shen family?" What kind of betrothal gift should I prepare? Development rights to the western land? Management rights to the southern villa area? Or even a mining area? It's difficult.

Nan Fu didn't know what his wife was saying, but he always did not refute what his wife said. He just listened to her. It was always right.

The two people who had returned to their bedroom upstairs didn't know that Ms. Lan had already started imagining their future.

The people around him kept silent. Shen Junhuai felt a little depressed when he thought about what Ms. Lan said at the dinner table just now. If the man really had a partner, would he still be able to stay with him?

He is really useless, a burden to his mother, who gave up her career because of her, and the family is suppressed because of him. He knows it all.

Is it possible that even Nanfeng is going to abandon him now and doesn't want him anymore? Shen Junhuai's eyes were red and he tried hard not to let his tears fall.

Don’t cry, don’t cry. Nanfeng will try to coax him again, and she will get impatient. Shen Junhuai is not allowed to cry!

Nan Feng was silent because he was thinking about tomorrow's treatment. It can be seen that this matter is like a thorn to Shen Junhuai. It is better not to touch it. Once touched, unpredictable consequences will occur.

These past few days, Shen Junhuai seemed normal and could hear other people talking, but that was also because he was there. Once treatment began, it would be like opening a scab again. The consequences were self-evident, and blood would drench the wound.

Whether it will lead to failure of the previous work, Nanfeng does not know

It seems that we need to do it step by step. At least now Shen Junhuai cannot accept facing that scene again.

Pushing the door open and walking into the bedroom, Nanfeng came back to look at the young master who was bowing his head beside him. His hands were clenched tightly and he looked a little out of place.

Nan Feng frowned and closed the door, then held the man against the door and lifted his chin. The young master's eyes were red and blood was dripping from his lips, but he still didn't let go.

Nan Feng raised his hand and pressed Shen Junhuai's lower lip to free his injured lip. He said in a gentle tone, "What's wrong, Ah Huai?"

Now he heard what Nan Feng called him, but Shen Junhuai couldn't hold back his tears. He looked at Nan Feng without blinking, and his expressionless face was full of grievance.

I could hold it back, but when I heard Nan Feng's gentle voice and the doting name, I felt so wronged that tears started to fall unconsciously.

Nan Feng's eyes flashed with panic. "Why are you crying? Is it because of what happened downstairs just now? Mom was just joking. I don't want to go on a blind date, and I won't go. What are you thinking about?"

Shen Junhuai pouted and put his arms around Nanfeng's neck, rubbing his face on the man's shoulder like a spoiled kitten.

"Nan... Nan" The voice was small and hoarse after not speaking for a long time, not pleasant to listen to, and the voice was so small that if it was not right next to the ear, the south wind would not be able to hear it.

"Ahuai?" Nanfeng was incredulous.

Shen Junhuai did not speak again but closed his eyes and fell asleep with even breathing. He had been stimulated too much today and fell asleep directly in Nanfeng's arms due to exhaustion.

Nan Feng shook his head helplessly. He really trusted him. He picked up Shen Junhuai and helped him change into his pajamas without changing his expression. The young master brought pajamas. This was also his selfish motive.

Wrapping the man in the quilt, Nanfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was really hard to be Liuxia Hui. He took a deep breath and only he knew how many times he had recited the Qingxin Jue.

I quickly put on my pajamas and went into the bathroom, closing the door.

I took a bath for almost two hours, and I had to use cold water at the end. The September weather was turned into a hot summer day by the south wind.

Nan Feng lay on the bed and covered himself with a quilt, trying to stay away from the young master. Who knew that just as he was about to fall asleep, a little ball rolled into his arms with the quilt, and Nan Feng's breathing stagnated.

Then he indulged himself by hugging a small sticky bag through the quilt and patted it gently.

It's really so late and you're still not asleep, is it just to coax him to sleep?

Shen Junhuai was not asleep. Nanfeng saw through it but didn't say anything. After all, this was the young master he doted on...

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The treatment room is actually Nanfeng's psychological counselor who studies psychology. Don't ask why I have such a room at home.

The question is that the Nan family has many houses, and Nan Feng can design them however he wants. Even if he wants to turn a bedroom into a swimming pool, I think Ms. Lan will indulge him.

The treatment rooms are decorated in warm colors, with soft sofas, warm carpets, and artworks hanging on the walls, creating a comfortable and relaxing atmosphere.

In the corner of one side, there are several pots of green plants, which add a touch of vitality to the whole space. On the other side is a huge floor-to-ceiling window, and the sunlight shines in through the gauze curtains, illuminating every corner of the room.

There is a bookshelf next to the wall, which is filled with various psychology-related books and materials.

There is a Newton's cradle on the work table, which makes a clicking sound when it hits back and forth, and people's eyes unconsciously follow it back and forth.

Nanfeng opened the door and walked in with Shen Junhuai, told the servants not to disturb them, and then closed the door.

I took Shen Junhuai to the soft sofa and let him sit down and relax, leaning against the back of the sofa with his legs on the soft stool.

Nanfeng stood opposite Shen Junhuai, gently fiddling with the hourglass in his hand, watching the sand slowly flow. He said, "Ah Huai, close your eyes now, relax your body, imagine yourself in a blank world, and then recall the scene you are afraid of." Shen Junhuai did as he was told. Nanfeng's voice seemed to have magic, which made him gradually relax.

Last night, seeing that the young master liked this name very much, Nanfeng changed the name under that pitiful gaze, and it seems that the effect is good.

Nanfeng focused his attention and continued to guide softly: "What do you see? What do you smell? Feel the surrounding environment and immerse yourself in it. Remember that this is an illusion dominated by you. Don't get caught up in it..." As he spoke, Shen Junhuai's thoughts gradually drifted away.

Red, all red, even the sight is a red mist, nothing can be seen clearly, the pleasant fragrance of flowers at the tip of the nose fades away, and all that is left is the smell of snow

Hiding in the closet, he could only hear the obscene words and screams outside, the crying of children, and some chaotic and piercing laughter.

He heard footsteps, very close, and then the cabinet door suddenly opened. He was caught. Those people beat him and touched him. It was so dirty, really so dirty. Save him, who will save him?

I can't see anything clearly, he's so dirty...

Shen Junhuai, lying on the sofa, began to feel suffocated and couldn't breathe.

"Ahuai, it's not true, it's not true. You have to learn to control them. They are just your fantasies. They won't hurt you. You can dominate them. This is your world. Relax and don't be afraid." The man's voice was distant and gentle, as if it could calm all emotions.

Such a familiar voice...

Shen Junhuai's breathing gradually stabilized, and the scene changed. He hid in the house and heard the nanny talking to someone on the phone and trying to kidnap him. He couldn't hear clearly who that person was.

He wanted to call his mother, but the phone lines at home were all cut off. He wanted to ask for help, but the nanny had arranged for everyone to leave, and the only ones left were those in his group.

He could only save himself, so he quietly opened the window and jumped out, but he was too small to stand firmly and fell down. It hurt a lot, but he didn't care about that.

Those people found out that he had escaped and sent people to look for him secretly.

He kept running and running, he didn't remember where he was running to, then he bumped into Yue Jinzhi who came to play with him, but he was so scared that he spoke incoherently.

But Yue Jinzhi, who was five years older than him, understood what he said and picked him up and ran to the driver's side. But when he ran to the back door, the driver was gone and the car was surrounded by those bad guys.

Ten-year-old Shen Junhuai had never seen a dead person, and his face turned pale with fear. Fortunately, Yue Jinzhi had seen a lot of things.

He took Shen Junhuai and hid in a forest. Shen's house was located in the suburbs and there was no shortage of trees. It was still a bit difficult to find them.

The two hid in the woods for a long time, so long that Shen Junhuai's legs were numb.

Yue Jinzhi carried Shen Junhuai and walked deep into the forest, hoping to find a chance to escape the spies planted on the roadside. Suddenly, he heard the crying of a child and the scolding of an adult.

He took Shen Junhuai and approached the place carefully. He didn't expect there were so many children, some of whom were from wealthy families that Yue Jinzhi and Shen Junhuai had met at the banquet.

This turned out to be a large-scale kidnapping that had been planned for a long time!

Now Yue Jinzhi and Shen Junhuai have no ability to protect themselves, how can they save those children? Yue Jinzhi is still calm. He wants to take Shen Junhuai out first and then find someone to save these children.

Who knew something unexpected would happen? A child saw them and shouted "Help me, help me!"

Those people immediately locked onto their positions and ran towards them.

Shen Junhuai was very scared. His legs were numb from squatting and he couldn't run at all. He hadn't eaten for such a long time and couldn't run at all. He pushed Yue Jinzhi and told him to walk quickly.

"Brother Jinzhi, please leave quickly. Only if you leave can we be saved. I can't run anymore." Shen Junhuai's voice was still shaking.

But Yue Jinzhi saw that the people who were close to them "couldn't get away". He buried his cell phone with no signal in a place where those people couldn't see him, and made a good disguise. There was his distress message in it. Once these people left, the signal shielding would fail and the message would be immediately sent to the Yue family and the police.

This is his last struggle. I hope those people can find them as soon as possible.

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The little memories stop here first, don't worry, there will be consequences if there are causes, and it's not time for the consequences yet. Hehe, I hope the persimmon can cross the deep river. I haven't done anything to write about that. I'm really scared of being locked up.