Inside the tent.
A thick moisture-proof mat has been laid out, and a relatively soft mat has been placed on top of the moisture-proof mat.
Song Lan put Jiang Mingxi down, then turned around and zipped up the tent flap.
The tent is enclosed, which adds a sense of security to the people inside.
Song Lan had just zipped up his jacket and was about to turn around to think about how to appease Jiang Mingxi when Jiang Mingxi threw herself into his arms.
Song Lan was thrown backward by the impact and sat directly on the cushion, hugging Jiang Mingxi.
My mind was racing with ideas on how to appease him, and I was thinking about the books I'd read before, "100 Steps to Dating," " How to Pursue a Pretty Boy," and " The Self-Cultivation of a Good Man "...
It seems there isn't a single book that imparts relevant experience in this area.
Anxious and worried, Song Lan looked down and met Jiang Mingxi's wet, dark eyes, which were looking up at her. Those eyes made her heart ache. She put one arm around Jiang Mingxi's waist and rubbed his head with the other, blurting out, "Mommy is with Xiaoxi the whole time."
Heartbroken Jiang Mingxi:...
A flicker of astonishment crossed his troubled and distressed face as he stared at Song Lan in disbelief. "Huh? What did you say?"
Song Lan noticed that the grief on Jiang Mingxi's face seemed to have subsided somewhat, and she no longer felt as breathless as before.
A surge of joy immediately filled my heart.
It works!
Immediately, she pressed on, pinching Jiang Mingxi's cheek and speaking softly, "Our Xiaoxi was so amazing today! She took the initiative to do a DNA test with her brother and walked up to him. Mom is so proud of Xiaoxi."
Jiang Mingxi:...
My eye twitched.
Was his lunging posture wrong?
Why!
No!
Song Lan pressed on, "If Xiaoxi has anything on her mind, she should tell Mommy so that Mommy can be there for Xiaoxi and not let Xiaoxi be sad alone. What a good girl!"
Jiang Mingxi:...
fed up.
She tumbled out of Song Lan's arms and slapped him.
However, the chest pain that made me feel like I was about to explode just now, no matter what, after throwing it out, that feeling of suffocation and discomfort has almost dissipated.
I'm much more awake now.
Unlike before, when she was trapped in the original owner's memories and swept up in a vortex of pain.
The bitterness was so intense that Jiang Mingxi instinctively wanted to escape.
Run far, far away.
Don't think of anything.
After finishing the fight, seeing that Song Lan was about to speak again, Jiang Mingxi quickly interrupted, "Shut up!"
Song Lan:...
Did he say something wrong again?
Kiss me.
Just as unease and panic welled up in my heart, I heard Jiang Mingxi's voice in my ear.
With a hint of command.
Song Lan thought she had misheard.
Jiang Mingxi leaned closer, hooked her arm around his collar, pulled him closer, and whispered, " Teacher Song, give me a kiss~"
Song Lan's mind went completely blank.
There was no time to think about anything.
Their lips intertwined, and Jiang Mingxi, who had initially been kissing Song Lan, slowly lay down on the soft cushion.
The shirt buttons were somehow undone.
Two thin pieces of fabric were open on the left and right.
One by one, the kiss marks fell, lightly and heavily.
From the neck to the chest to the lower abdomen.
If Song Lan hadn't tried her best to maintain her composure and remembered that this was a TV program, not a hotel room, things could have easily escalated into a heated argument.
Breathing became rapid and heavy inside the tent.
Jiang Mingxi's red lips were glistening from the kiss, her breath coming in gasps. She took Song Lan's hand, pressed it to her chest, and looked at Song Lan, her eyes trembling. " Teacher Song, it hurts here today."
Song Lan was captivated by his face brimming with spring passion, yet his soft words caused her heart to ache.
She lowered her head and kissed his lips, her fingers gently caressing the spot where his lips were pressed.
Jiang Mingxi's suppressed moans drifted into Song Lan's ears, one after another. Jiang Mingxi whispered in Song Lan's ear, " Teacher Song, I want..."
Song Lan's eyes suddenly darkened.
Jiang Mingxi took his hand and led him down...
You could even hear the production crew talking outside. Zhao Jiayuan and Zhao Ke had returned and were excitedly discussing the 1.5 billion yuan car.
Song Lan's fingers...
Suddenly, amidst the chills running down my spine, I remembered Gu Yanchu's words.
Gu Yanchu said that.
Such patients will instinctively avoid the emotional stimuli they are currently experiencing.
If the stimulus is too great, he will subconsciously try to shift the focus of the stimulus in another way, generating a different emotion to replace the current stimulus.
The more unusual the method of displacement, the greater the stimulus one wants to escape.
If something really happened inside that tent, there would definitely be noise outside.
Song Lan frowned slightly and withdrew her hand.
Amidst the lingering feelings of spring, Jiang Mingxi's eyes trembled. She paused, a hint of confusion in her eyes, and looked at Song Lan, " Teacher Song?"
Song Lan lowered her eyes and kissed the corner of his eye.
Gu Yanchu's words lingered in his mind.
After a moment's thought, Song Lan said, "My brother is still waiting for us outside."
elder brother.
This is the biggest stimulus for Jiang Mingxi at the moment.
Gu Yanchu said that when patients try to avoid something, they should be appropriately guided back.
Sure enough, the moment Song Lan mentioned Bai Zheming, Jiang Mingxi's eyes, which had been brimming with spring water, suddenly turned cold. But that coldness was fleeting; he wrapped his arms around Song Lan 'Song Lan neck and leaned against her, saying, " Teacher Song ~"
Hmph, acting cute.
"I want to~"
The more he acted this way, the more Song Lan felt a sharp, stabbing pain in her heart.
What was Jiang Mingxi thinking after Bai Zheming asked that question, that made him so strongly want to avoid facing Bai Zheming?
Heartlessly rejecting her boyfriend's attempt to snuggle into her arms, Song Lan said in a hoarse voice, gently pulling his open shirt closed as she coaxed him, "When Xiaoxi was at home before, Xiaoxi your brother ever mean to us?"
Jiang Mingxi had absolutely no desire to answer that question.
In my memory, in my mind, the little chubby boy cried so pitifully.
Song Lan wasn't good at coaxing people, and her attempts to do so didn't yield good results. The only thing she could do was to be sincere. "When Xiaoxi was three years old, her brother was only eleven, and he was just a primary school student."
"If our Xiaoxi tries its best to find its brother, but doesn't get to see him, it's not necessarily his fault."
Jiang Mingxi's grievances suddenly overflowed, "Is it still my fault?"
Song Lan felt both heartache and relief when he questioned her so aggrievedly.
The node has been found.
This is the point that Jiang Mingxi is trying to escape from.
He followed this point without backing down, and instead continued to guide the conversation, "Doesn't our Xiaoxi want to seek justice for herself back then? She was so young, and all she knew was to go find her brother, but something happened that made Xiaoxi sad."
"Back then, our Xiaoxi was young and was bullied."
"Things are different now. Now our Xiaoxi has many good friends, and there's also the amazing A-Wang, who will help the Xiaoxi."
"Shall we get justice for our wronged baby? Let's go ask Bai Zheming in person, okay? How can we let our Xiaoxi Xi suffer in vain?"
After finishing his guiding words, he gently kissed Jiang Mingxi's lips again.