Nightmare Attack

"Just passing by." Lin Wan'er gently tucked the broken hair in her ear with her hand, "Pi Ruan heard that you haven't had breakfast yet, please I will bring it to you."

It's not that the whole family doesn't enter the house, the fat man secretly poked and thought, maybe the doctors all learned these things from Boss Lin.

Fortunately, Pi Ruan's family has a big business, otherwise he would be bankrupt according to this way of eating.

It's just... the fat man looked at the eye doctor.

The doctor just bowed his head to eat silently, and he almost didn't move the spicy crayfish and cheese baked lobster, which are the doctor's favorite dishes.

Just drinking porridge, and slowly chewing the tortillas in the lunch box.

Chew at once.

It seems that the mood is not very good.

The fat man guessed that he was stimulated in the nightmare. After all, he watched his teammates die one by one. It was everyone's effort to survive this time.

This burden of responsibility also made the fat man very depressed.

After pulling a crab leg, the fat man was about to pass it to the doctor, but as soon as he raised his hand, he heard Jiang Cheng say, "I don't want to eat."

He paused, his eyes were a little puzzled. He wanted to give the crab legs to Boss Lin, but he didn't think it was very polite, so he had to put it on his plate.

Quietly looking at the doctor, the fat man felt that something was wrong with him.

It's not right.

After eating, the fat man took the initiative to take the responsibility of packing up. The doctor said that he was tired, so he went to rest first.

To the fat man's surprise, he packed up all the remaining dishes in the refrigerator and walked out of the kitchen. Boss Lin was still there and did not leave.

She was sitting on the sofa, with sunlight coming in through the window, half of her face exposed to the sun, her light makeup beautifully thrilling.

As if perceiving someone looking at her again, Lin Wan'er slowly turned her head to meet the fat man's gaze. The latter panicked and said, "No, no, no..."

Lin Wan'er seemed to be used to this kind of scene, and asked, "Is there any coffee?"

"Yes." The fat man immediately ran back to the kitchen, found the high-end coffee that Pi Ruan had brought, and then made a pot for Boss Lin.

A brand new coffee pot from Pi Ruan.

"Don't you drink?" Taking a sip, Lin Wan'er narrowed her eyes and looked at the fat man sitting opposite her.

The fat man put his hands on his knees and behaved very well.

Being so close to Boss Lin, the fat man had some neck pain unknowingly. It may be the root cause of the disease last time.

"I won't drink it yet." The fat man licked his lips and replied respectfully: "Boss Lin, if you feel bitter, I'll add some sugar to you."

There is a fatal temptation between the gestures of the woman in front of her. The eyebrows and lips are all drawn with a brush, with a sense of ink painting.

What's more rare, is the diffuse, the charm left by the years.

Oddly, Boss Lin was very young, unlike a woman who should have this kind of charm, and the years did not leave any traces on her face.

He seemed to know that staring straight at others didn't respect them, and the fat man forced himself to withdraw his gaze and look in other directions.

"Wang Fugui." Lin Waner said suddenly.

"Yes, Boss Lin." The fat man nodded. He was waiting for Boss Lin's next words. Although he was not smart, he could feel that the reason Boss Lin stayed was because he had something to say to himself.

"How long have you known Xiaocheng?"

Small town...

Perhaps the only person who dares to call a doctor like this is Boss Lin. The fat man thought for a while and replied, "Less than a month."

Lin Wan'er's blood-red lips outlined a shocking smile, "How did you know each other?"

"I'm having some trouble, it's the little...it was the doctor who saved me." He changed his words.

Naturally, I can't tell Boss Lin about the nightmare, it's also for her good.

But after he racked his brains to think about how to make up the next thing, something unexpected happened to him.

Boss Lin did not continue to ask this question.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the fat man decided to switch from defense to offense, turning the subject off.

"Boss Lin." The fat man asked very curiously, "How did you meet the doctor? I feel... the doctor admires you very much."

"Really?" Lin Wan'er took a sip of coffee, leaving the fat man with an incomprehensible smile, "I am his guardian."

The fat man frowned upon hearing this.

guardian......

How does this appellation give the fat man the feeling that the doctor is imprisoned by the woman in front of him, but the fat man finds it unrealistic to want to imprison the doctor.

And...this title is more for parents to children.

Looking at the young and moving face of Boss Lin, the fat man couldn't connect the two together.

"Xiaocheng was abandoned when he was very young. He grew up in an orphanage." Lin Wan'er's voice was nice, but the story told made the fat man worried. "Since then, his parents and family have never Appeared."

"I remember the doctor said he was... an orphan," said the fat man.

"For those who abandon him, he always treats them as dead." Lin Wan'er sipped her coffee, smiled and said, "You have been in contact with him for a while, and you should be able to feel it."

Recalling that in the nightmare, he took out his parents and swore at every turn, the fat man swallowed and thought to himself, he finally found the reason.

"What about after that?" he asked cautiously.

"Later, the old dean of the orphanage died, and there was no one to manage it, and it went bankrupt. All the children could be sent away were sent away. In the end, there were only a dozen children left."

It can be seen ~www.NovelMTL.com~ recalling that these are also relatively resistant to women, but her face is calm, as calm as the night before the storm, "These children are not very likable, and It's not naughty, it's simply unflattering."

"When other children saw couples who were willing to adopt, they all jumped in their heads to express themselves. Some sang, some danced, and at the very least, they had to be smarter, telling some interesting stories to let the adopters notice them. ."

"That way they can leave this place earlier." As if recalling the situation at the orphanage, Lin Wan'er sighed slightly.

"In less than three months, we have sent away more than 70 children one after another. Originally, there were fewer and fewer people in the Nuo Da Welfare Institute, but in the end there were only a few."

"These children are unflattering. They are relatively indifferent and don't like to be in contact with people. The longest thing they do is look out the window in a daze, and they can stay silent for a day." Lin Waner said: "From sunrise to sunset."

"Who would like children like this?" Lin Wan'er said softly, "As time passed, no one would come again. The people who adopted in the front were spreading the word. The remaining children in the orphanage have brain problems and they don't understand communication. They lack emotion and have extremely cold personality. Once they are brought home, they will become monsters when they grow up."