Mr. Lu, Mr. Su is being coquettish again!

"What's wrong? Nan Nan? Why are you crying?" Lu Fang spoke softly, trying not to disturb the person who was huddled on the edge of the bed and sobbing in the middle of the night.

Upon hearing this, Su Nanqin unconsciously moved further away from Lu Fang's defensive line.

He didn't want Lu Fang to hear it.

Lu Fang looked at the person; if he moved any further, the person would fall.

He gently got up, intending to pull the person a little closer.

Su Nanqin huddled under the covers.

He was clearly not expected Lu Fang to touch him suddenly, and in his shock, he almost fell off the blanket.

Lu Fang's mind went blank for a moment, and he quickly caught the other person.

His eyes also darkened.

He didn't know what was going on with Su Nanqin, and when asked, he wouldn't tell.

Even at night, I would huddle alone on the edge of the bed, on guard.

Wrap yourself up completely in the blanket.

Lu Fang was afraid of scaring him, so he didn't say anything more.

But this person actually hid under the covers and cried in the middle of the night.

Lu Fang looked at the small bundle in the blanket, and whether it was from sadness or fear, his whole body, including the blanket, was trembling slightly.

It pained him to see this, yet he felt utterly helpless.

This can't go on.

Lu Fang, no longer worried about scaring the other party, pulled the blanket off Su Nanqin's head.

Su Nanqin seems to be very resistant to seeing him cry now.

As soon as Lu Fang pulled it off, he reached out to pull it back and put it on his head.

Lu Fang didn't let go, his face grim and he didn't say anything.

Su Nanqin was still crying, but when she saw Lu Fang's expression, her heart trembled again, and she finally withdrew her hand.

Despite being very well-behaved, Lu Fang felt increasingly uncomfortable.

Lu Fang looked at the person who had been covered by the blanket.

I don't know how long I cried, my eyes were swollen and my eye sockets were red.

There was a heavy layer of dark circles under his eyes.

Lu Fang actually suspected that the other party hadn't slept for the past two nights.

Unfortunately, he didn't realize that his anxious expression made him look serious, which Su Nanqin interpreted as Lu Fang being angry.

In fact, Lu Fang was indeed a little annoyed.

He didn't know what was wrong with Su Nanqin, and he couldn't tell her even when he tried to comfort her during the day.

Finally, he simply reached out and picked up the person in his arms.

When Su Nanqin saw him raise his hand, he defensively stepped back.

He was so upset that the more he couldn't sleep, the more upset he became, and the more upset he became, the less he could sleep.

Long-term insomnia not only causes significant physical reactions, but also lowers a person's psychological defenses, making them extremely sensitive and vulnerable.

Su Nanqin was in so much pain that the insomnia and suppressed emotions almost made him burst into tears.

He desperately needed to vent.

Su Nanqin also sensed that something was wrong with him; it was a kind of oppressive feeling that was almost desperate, and insomnia was dragging him into the abyss.

He desperately needed to vent.

But with Lu Fang still beside him, he didn't dare to cry too loudly, and in the end, he could only cover himself with the blanket and sob softly.

Looking at the wary and sensitive little one crying on the bed, Lu Fang had no choice but to gently try to pick him up.

Su Nanqin did not resist further.

Lu Fang sat up and pulled the other person into his arms. It was a chilly night, so Lu Fang pulled the blanket over the other person.

Then she tore off a tissue and gently wiped away the other person's tears, asking softly, "What's wrong, Nan Nan?"

Su Nanqin seemed unable to hold back any longer and buried her head in Lu Fang's arms, sobbing.

She was crying and gasping for breath; she was extremely upset.

He really wanted to say that he was so sad and wronged, and couldn't sleep...

All the words I wanted to say were uttered in this low, suppressed sob.

Her heart-wrenching cries softened Lu Fang's heart.

Lu Fang pulled the person tightly into his chest, with a force that made him want to meld the person into his very bones.

Su Nanqin needs a sense of security, but he doesn't know how he can give it to him.

This is the only way.

Lu Fang hugged her tightly: "Don't cry, Nan Nan, be good."

"Is it because I was mean to you today?" Lu Fang didn't know what the problem was.

Su Nanqin remained silent.

Lu Fang could only guess: "Okay, okay, don't cry anymore. It was my fault today. I shouldn't have yelled at you."

"Hug... Lu Fang, hug me..." Su Nanqin choked up.

She mustered up the courage to say something, but never mentioned the grievances she had suffered.

He couldn't mention it; he couldn't possibly tell Lu Fang that he had heard what he said.

A lover has no right to question.

Lu Fang knew that Su Nanqin suffered from severe insomnia, and he guessed that the other party was probably having trouble sleeping again recently. In fact, he had lost count of how many times he had gotten up in the middle of the night to hold and comfort him.

But I've never seen Su Nanqin cry so intensely and sadly before.

It was as if he were the only person in the world, crying alone.

"Don't cry...don't cry...good boy..." For the first time, Lu Fang was at a loss for what to do.

He pressed his head hard against Su Nanqin's head and repeated it over and over again.

Su Nanqin didn't know if he was tired from crying or if he instinctively wanted to let Lu Fang hold him for a while in his arms.

Lu Fang held the person for an unknown amount of time until the sobbing gradually subsided and the breathing became steady.

Lu Fang looked at the person in his arms; the dark circles under their eyes indicated that they hadn't slept in a long time.

Perhaps due to a lack of rest, her normally fair complexion has begun to turn pale.

Lu Fang knew that insomnia could be very devastating and make people sensitive, including himself, who would become very irritable and easily angered when he had insomnia.

Moreover, Su Nanqin's condition was so severe that he almost couldn't sleep at all during the night.

Lu Fang lowered his head and gently kissed the other person's red, swollen eyes.

I silently said in my heart: I'm sorry... my darling, I couldn't protect you...

He felt that if the situation didn't improve, it would be necessary to take the other person to see a psychologist.

Although these people, who have been through thick and thin in society since childhood, have never believed in such things, it seems that there is no better way now.

The next day, Lu Fang was still awakened by a burst of crying.

Lu Fang's heart skipped a beat, instinctively thinking that Su Nanqin was crying again.

He subconsciously looked into his arms and saw that Su Nanqin was still sleeping soundly in his arms.

My heart, which had been pounding, suddenly relaxed a little.

Now I can hear it clearly; the crying seems to be coming from outside the door.

It was a childish, babyish voice, like a baby crying.

Lu Fang found it strange that a child would be crying outside so early in the morning.

Su Nanqin was still asleep. Afraid of waking him, he gently pulled his hand out from under the other person and planned to go out and check.

Su Nanqin woke up and blinked at him with a confused look in her eyes.

Lu Fang patted him reassuringly, "Sleep a little longer, baby, I'm going out to take a look."

Lu Fang got up and went out.

Su Nanqin heard this too, and couldn't help but sit up in bed and follow them out.

Lu Fang opened the door and took a look.

I was shocked by what I saw at the door: a little dumpling covered in blood!

Her once fair and delicate face was now covered in blood and gore from being slapped so hard.

Even their appearance is somewhat unrecognizable.

His thin clothes were tattered and worn, and through the shocking bloodstains on them, one could vaguely see how serious his injuries were.

The little guy somehow managed to run here covered in injuries; he was so badly hurt that he was now lying on the floor in front of Lu Fang's door, barely alive.

The crying gradually subsided, and when Lu Fang opened the door, the little guy was clearly still somewhat conscious.

His instinct for survival made his big eyes light up for a moment, but then he slumped down heavily again, unable to bear the pain.

Even with all his experience, Lu Fang was still shocked by what he saw. Who would be so cruel to a child!

The little guy was almost on his deathbed, but he was groaning instinctively because of the pain.

Su Nanqin followed Lu Fang to the door, and the familiar scene almost made him lose his footing.

Lu Fang noticed and quickly reached out to help.

Even though he was beaten to a pulp, Su Nanqin still recognized him.

It's that little dumpling from that day!

Su Nanqin's expression was almost panicked, as if he had never seen it before. He looked at Lu Fang with a trembling voice and said, "Take him to the hospital..."

Years ago, he was also beaten to the point of near death by his father, but now the little guy is even more seriously injured than him.

He couldn't just watch his child die; it would haunt him for the rest of his life.

Lu Fang helped him steady and reassured him, "Don't rush, pick him up first, I'll go get the car keys!"

Su Nanqin, who has always been a germaphobe, picked up the little guy from the ground almost without a second thought.

Lu Fang took the car keys and found two sets of relatively thick clothes, handing them to Su Nanqin: "Hurry up and change into these!"

Su Nanqin didn't say much, put the child on the bed, and quickly changed the baby.

After changing his clothes, Lu Fang found a relatively warm outfit to wrap the shivering child on the bed, and then took the child and Su Nanqin out.

The town's medical conditions were actually not very good. They could only barely detect multiple soft tissue contusions on his body. If the beating had been more severe or if he had been taken there later, he might have died.

Shan Yu and Wei Chi arrived after hearing the news. Shan Yu immediately exclaimed, "Damn it, what kind of beast is this, beating a child like this!"

The sound was a bit loud, and Lu Fang glared at him, causing Shan Yu to shut up sheepishly.

Su Nanqin looked at the child who had fallen into a deep sleep on the hospital bed, his eyes darkening.

The hands, hanging at both sides with distinct knuckles, began to turn slightly white.

The doctor was still explaining the precautions to Lu Fang, and the ward was noisy.

Su Nanqin stepped out from around the corner and walked along the slightly dark hospital corridor to the end.

He dialed Xiao Zhou's number: "Within an hour, use the information network in Beijing to find someone. I need to know everything about him, including his exact location. I will give you the relevant clues."

He needs to know who Mianmian's uncle is.

"Yes," Xiao Zhou replied on the other end of the phone.

Su Nanqin hung up the phone and sent over the blurry photo of Mianmian that he had secretly taken in the hospital room.

Putting down his phone, even though his knuckles were turning white from gripping it, Su Nanqin's legs felt weak.

Su Nanqin was never overflowing with sympathy, but he could not tolerate a child being beaten like that in front of him.

Still the same obedient little dumpling.

Su Nanqin liked that little guy.

Half an hour later, a detailed document about Uncle Mianmian and his relationships with others was sent over.

Lu Fang was busy taking Mianmian for further examinations. Mianmian was seriously injured and needed further emergency treatment.

No one noticed that Su Nanqin, who had been sitting quietly in the ward, silently left through the door...