The boy clung to his mother, lying on top of her, but it still wasn't enough.
After a while, he quietly and cautiously tried to open his mother's palm, trying to satisfy her only by sticking to her palm.
It's not that Song Shengsheng didn't notice his actions. She had no place to vent her bad mood at ordinary times. Only when Shen Zhishu came over could she quarrel with him openly and as if she was in a high position.
Attack him with all possible words.
It seems that this is the only way to vent.
Song Shengsheng felt that she would not say such harsh and vicious words before, but now she has learned to attack people with sharp words and is not gentle at all.
But what's the use of being gentle?
Being weak will only make you look like a fool and be fooled by others.
Song Shengsheng doesn't want to continue being a fool.
She wants to be a shrewd person who forgets her principles when she sees profit, assesses the situation and changes her attitude according to the wind.
She's just so stupid.
That's really stupid.
She couldn't help but recall the time when she was in Ningcheng and had just gotten married. Although she had a lot of dissatisfaction with Fu Cheng in her heart, she was still free at that time.
Her dissatisfaction was simply that she felt Fu Cheng didn't like her that much.
So she acted arbitrarily and recklessly.
She tried every possible means, but in fact, it was just to find out from the details that Fu Cheng liked her.
When Song Shengsheng thought about the past, she easily fell into a depressed mood, and bitter tears were about to fall.
At this moment.
She tried to hold it in for a long time, but couldn't help it. She turned around, her pale face looked a little weak, her chin was pointed, and her nose was red. She couldn't tell if her cheeks were red from anger, or because the air conditioner in the bedroom was too hot and made her face slightly red.
She looked at him, her voice a little louder than usual, and her tone a little fierce: "What are you doing!?"
Shen Zai really wanted to snuggle into his mother's arms, but he couldn't.
He slowly raised his face, his eyes, which were very similar to hers, were filled with loss and pity, and he looked at her quietly and stubbornly.
And he didn't speak.
The dark eyes are as beautiful as the rarest glass beads.
It was damp and a little wet, as if tears were slowly accumulating.
Looking at her a little aggrieved.
Song Shengsheng was unmoved, "You don't have to get close to me like this."
Her tone was a little serious, but that was what made it sound so... unintimidating.
Although Song Shengsheng said no, not allowed, and don't want.
But I never pushed him away from beginning to end.
She was quite unreasonably harsh in her words, like an overbearing fighter who wanted to drive people out of the country.
But there was no sign of it in behavior.
Shen Zai lowered his eyelids and said in a low voice: "Mom."
He repeated in a low voice as if he was constantly talking: "Mom, I love you so much."
Song Shengsheng paused, and the calm heart beneath his chest seemed to beat violently twice, then stopped in mid-air.
I feel weird.
It tastes sour, bitter, and a little sweet.
It's both sweet and bitter, making people feel upset.
Shen Zaihao wanted to be that repeating machine that had special, special patience, whispering to her over and over again -
I love you very much.
Song Shengsheng's ears were ringing from listening to it.
I really don't understand why he can talk so much to a "dumb" and be so patient and continue talking even when he doesn't get any response.
Song Shengsheng silently clenched his hands, waiting for his disordered heartbeat to gradually subside and slowly return to normal.
She pursed her lips, she was a little mean, with a little childish malice: "Then go call the police."
Her face was serious and stern as she stressed, "Call the police and have someone named Shen Zhishu arrested for me."
Let him go to jail!!!
It seems unreasonable to make such a request to a five or six-year-old child.
But her brain circuits are obviously different from those of normal people now. She lives in a muddle every day, and it's good enough that she's not crazy.
No one here talks to her either.
So in fact, Song Shengsheng always just said that he was annoying and noisy.
I won't really stop him and open my mouth to speak.
Song Shengsheng made a somewhat malicious guess that Shen Zhishu deliberately isolated herself from outsiders so that she would look forward to their arrival every time and would not be so repulsive to them.
She will not be tamed like this.
She will never give in.
After Song Shengsheng said these two sentences, no other sound was heard for a long time.
She sneered and felt like she was having a seizure again.
In fact, Song Shengsheng has always restrained herself from getting angry in front of Shen Zai, not getting angry at a child for no reason, and not letting him bear her anger.
However, when emotions surge, they are simply out of control.
"What's wrong? You can't do it?"
"Then don't tell me you love me."
"If you don't call the police, don't tell me you love me. You are not allowed to say it. Do you hear me?"
Her tone didn't sound very good. Even though it didn't have much intimidation or attack power, it was very fierce.
Shen Zai could understand what his mother said, but he couldn't answer her in fluent Chinese.
He wanted to explain, and had a lot, a basket of words to say.
He didn't dare speak much English in front of his mother, knowing that she would be unhappy if she heard him.
He said, "Okay."
When Song Shengsheng heard this word, he stared at him for a few more times. What does "good" mean? What's good about it?
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Would he really call the police for her? She wouldn't believe it.
I won't believe this insidious and deceitful father and son.
Every time Shen Zhishu used this gentle and harmless image to frame her, she would not be fooled like this again.
Who wouldn’t say it?
It costs nothing to talk.
This house is under strict surveillance and the telephone line may not be accessible.
After a few seconds, Song Shengsheng paused and said, "I don't believe what you say."
Come to think of it, she herself also found that she was really strange and suspicious now.
My father is not a good person.
What good can a son be?
And she's not okay.
so.
None of the three of them are good people.
As Song Shengsheng thought about this, her mood, which had always been unsatisfactory, strangely improved.
No wonder the three of them can get together.
It can be said to be retribution.
Song Shengsheng had nothing to do every day. Every day he either watched boring TV series, or looked out the window and daydreamed about the scenery, or went downstairs and deliberately watered the greenhouse flowers in the greenhouse frantically.
Those flowers were planted by Shen Zhishu.
There were also some that were brought to her by Shen Zai. She couldn't remember on which festival it was, but she said they were gifts for her.
She watered the flowers a lot every day, trying to kill them.
Every day she tried tirelessly to do things that would make them suffer, and every day she fantasized that if she didn't have a good life, they wouldn't have an easy life either.
Song Shengsheng felt a little sleepy thinking about these things.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to scold the unpleasant child in front of him, he yawned, swallowed his words, and mercifully did not chase him away.
She said nothing.
Lying down silently, lying flat like a corpse.
Then she silently covered her face with the quilt. After a few seconds, she said calmly, "I'm going to sleep."
The boy stayed quietly beside the bed.
Looks a bit stubborn.
The half hour is almost up.
The housekeeper knocked on the door punctually. The knock was very light, which served as a reminder.
Shen Zai stood up when he heard the voice. He knew that he could not break his promise with his father. The time he said must be the time.
Once, he deliberately delayed.
I crawled into my mother's bed while she was sleeping and stayed there for two more hours.
Only after his father came back did he take him out of his mother's bed, but after that, he was not allowed to visit his mother for a month.
This was his father's punishment.
You can't go back on your word.
Nor can we violate the agreed time.
Before leaving the bedroom, Shen Zai looked at the bulging quilt and said softly and obediently, "Mom, goodbye."
After a pause, he whispered, "See you next time."
The next time may be a few days later.
Or on weekends when he doesn't have to go to school.
Shen Zai doesn't see his mother every day.
Song Shengsheng actually heard it, but just pretended not to hear it.
goodbye?
What's there to say goodbye to?
Don't they meet often? Doesn't he get bored? Doesn't he get annoyed?
Is she really nice to him? She was obviously very mean to him, not much better than she was to Shen Zhishu, both were very vicious.
She could actually understand the English sentence at the end.
Song Shengsheng listened to the sound of the door opening and closing, and her world slowly returned to silence.
This child can only provide brief and abnormal companionship.
*
"Young Master, the tutor is waiting for you."
He has extra classes to attend after school every day, so it’s not easy.
The boy had a frown on his face. Whenever he left his mother's place, he would not be in a good mood and would always feel more depressed.
Want more.
I am becoming less and less satisfied.
"Um."
Shen Zai went to class.
The teacher has been waiting for him for a long time.
In the middle, he raised it very politely.
"Teacher, can I borrow your cell phone to make a call?"
"OK."
Even teachers who graduated from prestigious universities dare not interfere too much in their employer's family affairs, and they also give special treatment to this special student.
Shen Zai didn't use the home phone.
He used his teacher's cell phone to call the police in Hong Kong.
He was able to express what he wanted to say in fluent Cantonese: "Uncle, I want to call the police."
"My mother was illegally imprisoned at home by my father."
"She needs your help."
"The address is..."
After telling the police officer his home address, the boy calmly told him, "There are many people guarding my house. Please send more people over."
"Mom is very timid, please don't scare her."
"My father will probably be home around 7 or 8 in the evening. I hope you can send police as soon as possible. Thank you."
Call the police.
Shen Zai calmly hung up the phone, went back to his room, and returned the phone to his tutor.
The young female teacher didn't know what was going on and just continued with her class.
The class was supposed to end in an hour.
But halfway through, an uninvited guest came to the villa halfway up the mountain.
The police came to the door.
Not only that, but two cars came.
The police officer got out of the car with his ID and asked to investigate.
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The housekeeper remained calm in the face of this sudden situation and carefully looked at the police officer's ID.
"Sir, wait a moment."
The butler gave a look to the people behind him, and someone immediately called the master to inform him.
The host has been delaying.
The officer entered the gate and the main house.
They did not make any alarm or state their purpose directly. They just said that someone had called the police and they needed their cooperation in the investigation.
"Mrs. Wu, go get Sir and the others a glass of water."
Then the butler said, "There must be a misunderstanding."
The police officer raised his eyebrows, "Are Mr. Shen and his wife not at home?"
The housekeeper smiled and said, "Mr. has gone to the company today and will be back soon."
The sharp police officer immediately noticed something was wrong.
The housekeeper didn't mention a word about Mrs. Shen, which made things even more suspicious.
Mrs. Wu went to pour tea and some Cantonese-style cakes.
The police officer seemed nonchalant, "Mr. Shen is a very busy man, so we won't bother him any more. Please call Mrs. Shen and ask her the same question."
The housekeeper's smile was a little stiff, but he didn't lose his composure. He said, "The madam is not feeling well, and the master doesn't want us to bother her any more."
As he spoke, he glanced at the time and smiled, "It only takes half an hour for Sir to get here from the office, and he will be home in about ten minutes. Please wait patiently."
The police officer pressed on, even a little aggressively, "It is the citizen's duty to cooperate with the investigation. Could you please ask Mrs. Shen to show up first? We have something to ask you."
"We have received a report that someone is suspected of illegal detention here."
"I urge you to cooperate."
After saying this, the police officer who had been negotiating ordered his subordinates to conduct a search.
The butler frowned, thinking whether to ask the bodyguard to stop for a while.
Shen Zhishu's car stopped in the yard. The man was wearing a black coat, tall and long-legged, with a graceful demeanor. His gentle eyes and eyebrows showed a calm expression. He walked in and smiled at several police officers who were approaching with a tense look.
"Is there anything I must ask my wife for?"
The police officer couldn't help but look at him twice more. This man was very famous in Hong Kong and was the object of the upper class's vying for favor.
Although he keeps a very low profile and rarely appears in public, this does not prevent others from being curious about him.
There are also countless people who want to curry favor with him.
"Someone called the police. Mr. Shen is suspected of illegally detaining your wife."
"My wife is not feeling well and has been recuperating at home recently."
"Sorry, we need to see Mrs. Shen in person."
"Okay, I'll take you there." Shen Zhishu didn't seem to worry about what he was doing. He continued, "But my wife is very timid. I hope you won't look stern later, otherwise I'm afraid she will be scared."
The police officer had a complicated look in his eyes.
This family really has a strange relationship.
Father and son are very similar.
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