The boy on the bed didn't react at all.
Zhuang Rongjun couldn't hold back his suppressed emotions and threatened viciously: "Lin Liansheng, if you don't wake up, I will kill your brother!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the boy, who had been motionless, moved his fingers.
it works!
Zhuang Rongjun was delighted and tried again.
But no matter what she said next, Lin Liansheng still didn't react at all, as if what he just saw was just Zhuang Rongjun's illusion.
Zhuang Rongjun's face was as gloomy as water. After a while, she said, "An Er, go and bring Lin Lansheng to me."
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Xiao Lansheng was the servant of Young Master Wang and went to private school with him every day.
Just now the young master said he wanted some wontons. Xiao Lansheng took the copper coins and walked out of the private school. Halfway through, he was stopped by a scary woman in black clothes.
"You, what are you going to do?" Xiao Lan was frightened and her small body froze in place.
An Er glanced at him and said expressionlessly, "Follow me."
As he said that, he reached out to pick up Xiao Lansheng.
Xiao Lansheng immediately felt that the person in front of him was not a good person. He was afraid that he had encountered a human trafficker. He slapped An Er's hand and struggled: "Let me go, I don't want to go with you."
Xiao Lansheng punched and kicked him, and he was very scared.
He doesn't want to be taken away, he doesn't want to be sold.
Once he was sold, he would never see his brother again.
Thinking of this, he used his hands and feet, punching and kicking, struggling harder and shouting at the top of his voice, trying to attract everyone around him to death.
Veins popped out of An Er's forehead, he couldn't do anything with the child: "Be quiet, your brother is seriously ill, I want to take you to see your brother."
Xiaolan's struggle suddenly stopped.
"What did you say? My brother is sick? You are not lying to me?" Xiao Lan was suddenly panicked when she heard that her brother was sick and seriously ill.
But he still didn't quite trust the person in front of him.
Seeing that more and more people were gathering around, An Er frowned and used his Qinggong skills to bring the child to the inn.
Outside the inn, Zhuang Rongjun, who had been waiting, soon saw the two people returning.
Her eyes immediately fell on the child.
The child was about seven or eight years old, wearing a gray servant's suit. He was thin and small, but his face was about 60% similar to Lin Liansheng. He looked at the people around him with vigilance.
Thinking that Lin Liansheng did that because of this kid, Zhuang Rongjun's face turned unhappy.
Xiao Lansheng felt that the beautiful stranger in front of him was very scary, and the look she gave him was as if she wanted to eat him.
He stretched out his little hand, tugged at the sleeve of An Er beside him, and asked anxiously, "Where's my brother?"
"Your brother is in there." Zhuang Rongjun suppressed his dissatisfaction with the child, "He is sick and fell asleep. You must wake him up."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Lansheng no longer cared about her viciousness, ran over and pushed open the door.
Seeing Lin Liansheng sleeping on the bed, Xiao Lansheng rushed over. All the vigilance and fear she had just felt disappeared in an instant. Her big eyes were filled with tears: "Brother."
He shouted, and the sound was like the cry of a young animal that had finally found the support it had been longing for.
Xiao Lansheng held Lin Liansheng's hand with her small hand, and huge tears fell down: "Brother, they said you were sick? What happened to you? Brother, I am Lansheng, I came to see you, please open your eyes and see if I am okay, please don't ignore me."
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