I Have Four Dads After Transmigrating in a Novel

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, after the fastest update, I have four new chapters from my father!Chapter 139:

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Jiang Mian stretched out his hand to help Xingran, but the latter shrank back. The muscles of his whole body were shaking abnormally and his breathing was rapid: "No, don't worry about me, it's...very, fast."

He wanted to curl up and bury himself, not wanting Jiang Mian to see his ugly embarrassed look.

However, the muscles were too stiff and jittery, completely out of his control.

The green veins on his forehead and neck burst out, and it was Xing Ran trying to control himself.

Jiang Mian paused, and she saw the begging in Xingran's eyes.

He was begging her to leave.

Jiang Mian retracted his gaze from him, strode out of the room, and closed the door.

She did not go far, in case something more serious happened, she had time to be rescued.

Sliding open the screen of the phone, there is Jin Xianlin's brightly colored body. Jin Xianlin is a very rare poisonous snake, and there are almost none in China.

Xingran is a male model who was named Daner because of the tyrant father.

He didn't know the little prince, and he had never been in a palace, so he didn't feel guilty because of seeing the golden thread scales.

He was not simply afraid of seeing golden thread scales, but was afraid of snakes, so that he couldn't stand the pictures of snakes.

but--

Snakes are reptiles. Compared with other animals known for their "cute" and "cute" characteristics, snakes represent cold, ruthless, and highly dangerous animals.

When ordinary people see snakes, they almost always have "fear" and other psychology.

Xingran was so afraid that it was no longer ordinary fear.

It doesn't seem to be fear, but rather a kind of stress response.

Jiang Mian twisted his eyebrows, recalling the description of Xing Ran in the original book-his role appeared in the later stage, focusing on how he exposed the dirty trade in the entertainment industry, because his revelation involved Guan Xin, and the main plot was Men and women are the most important.

About Xingran's plot, half of it is described in declarative sentences.

Including that he killed his father Wan Qiankun, it was only through the perspective of the heroine that the director Wan Qiankun was hacked and killed at home by his son-Wan Qiankun also had a certain reputation in the director circle, and his death was a hot search.

In the end, he wrote Xing Ran's life in a few words: going to prison, killing strong X criminals, and committing suicide.

As for why Xing Ran killed his father, what his father did to him, and what he had experienced before, nothing is mentioned in the original work.

If Xing Ran hadn't told her his real name before, she would never have known that the top card in the heaven and earth would actually be an important supporting role in the later stage.

The original work was too long, and it would take her some time to get rid of all the plot about Xingran. She was so engrossed that she didn't notice it immediately when the door behind her opened.

The hair in front of Xingran's forehead has been wet with sweat, and the whole person has returned to normal except for the redness in his eyes.

It's just that the stars in his eyes dimmed.

Even when she opened the door and saw the girl's back without leaving, it only lit up for a moment.

She saw all his embarrassed and terrifying look.

In front of her, the only best state he wanted to retain also quietly collapsed.

He looked at Jiang Mian silently, without saying a word.

Would she think he was sick.

When she saw him, did her eyes flash with disgust.

Or, will she tell him next, let him leave as quickly as possible.

A trance appeared in Xing Ran's eyes.

Perhaps, he should take the initiative to leave.

It would be an insult for a dirty person like him to accompany her to cheer her up.

Jiang Mian pulled his thoughts back from his meditation and noticed something was wrong behind him, turned around, frowned at Shang Xingran's lifeless eyes.

She pointed to his wet hair, and said lightly: "You go and wash it first. After washing it, change the dressing for me."

Naturally and plainly, after finishing speaking, she brushed his body into the room, showing no difference.

Xing Ran was startled, and watched Jiang Mian sit back on the sofa just now, opened his mouth, trying to say something, but didn't make a sound.

After a while, a light slowly rose in his eyes.

"Miss, I'll be well soon." His voice was a little hoarse, trying to hide the excitement in his tone.

He quickly returned to his room to clean up.

Xingran's "soon" is really fast. Five minutes later, he reappeared in front of Jiang Mian after changing his clothes and his hair still full of moisture.

He took five minutes to wash his hair and take a shower-how could he let the lady wait for him too long.

Jiang Mian glanced at him and stretched out his right hand. Xing Ran began to change the dressing for her injury again. Jiang Mian didn't plan to ask him anything, but Xing Ran took the initiative to talk about it.

He first said sorry: "I scared you just now."

"I was taken aback." Jiang Mian said in a relaxed tone, as if a friend said in a familiar way, half-jokingly, "I dare not let you look at the photos in the future."

Xing Ran laughed, and the movements in his hands became softer.

He knew that Jiang Mian was relaxing his mood in her way.

After hesitating for two seconds, Xing Ran explained in a low voice: "I had a bad illness when I was a child. During my illness, I was frightened. After that, I got this problem."

"It's okay if you don't see it, if you see it, even if it's just a picture...something can't happen, just like an allergy, just relax for a while." His voice was a bit embarrassing.

In addition to embarrassment, there is a bit of ease in my heart: she did not hate him.

Jiang Mian pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "Can you elaborate on it?"

Xing Ran looked up fiercely, Jiang Mian did not look at him, and put on a boring look: "Dad and Uncle Nishizawa have not come back yet, and they have nothing else to do. It's boring. You should tell the story. I will relieve the boredom. child."

The more casual she is, the more relaxed Xingran will be.

"Story..." Xingran murmured.

"Okay, I'll tell you a story." Xingran wrapped Jiang Mian's hands with gauze, then sat on the independent sofa next to him and began to "tell the story."

"Miss, you have a good father." The first sentence at the beginning of the story, "Mr. Han holds you in his hand and it hurts, so good."

"However, not all fathers love their children." He smiled lightly, and after a while, it seemed that he was thinking of something, and his smile became stronger.

There is irony everywhere.

"It's just this sentence that I didn't fully understand until I became an adult."

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Xing Ran is not wrong in saying this. Indeed, not all parents are selfless and love their children.

News of child abuse often appears.

Most parents have an attitude of fulfilling their responsibilities or investing in their children-giving birth to offspring in order to rely on them when they are old.

Parents who unreservedly put all their love on their children account for the same proportion as parents who abuse their children.

Unfortunately, Xingran belongs to the latter.

Strictly speaking, he belongs to the latter half, because he has no mother, only a father, and his mother died shortly after his birth.

There are different types of abuse, and some are only for the body. This situation is mostly reflected in violence.

Some target the psychology, which is equivalent to cold violence.

Children who have grown up in a cold and violent environment for a long time will definitely not be mentally healthy. Xingran suffered from autism and depression when he was young, and did not receive good treatment, and slowly developed aphasia.

He collectively referred to this paragraph as suffering from a not very good disease.

The situation was so serious that Wan Qiankun couldn't stand it anymore. At that time, Wan Qiankun focused on his work, and the films he made were all bad ones. Not only did he make no money, he lost a lot of money.

The amount of money needed to be sent to a regular and authoritative hospital for treatment is very terrible, and Wan Qiankun chose to give up treatment in the first place.

However, he was worried that he would become a celebrity guide in the future, and he would accidentally reveal that he had a sick son. After balancing, he could only find a way to treat.

Authoritative hospitals don’t have money to go, and the more expensive ones are reluctant. The next ones are useless. Finally, he heard a saying from nowhere: aphasia, autism, and depression are all illusions, but they don’t want to face them. Protection mechanism for yourself.

Retract your head into the shell like a tortoise.

As long as the outside world gives enough stimulation, there will be a response, and with a response, everything will be fine.

Wan Qiankun believed this statement and began to try various methods. He even pushed Xingran into the pool and forced Xingran to speak by "drowning".

Xingran looked in his eyes one by one—he could see, hear, and feel.

This paragraph, Xing Ran said in one sentence.

Sometimes, a doctor will come to the door, like brainwashing, and tell Xingran that his father loves him and hopes that he gets better, so he will use some extreme methods, everything is for his good.

Xingran also heard these words.

Many methods were tried, but to no avail, Wan Qiankun became ruthless and bought many snakes.The poisonous tooth was pulled out, the non-toxic tooth remained, Xingran was shut in a closed room, and the door was locked.

Xingran felt wrong instinctively and wanted to escape. Wan Qiankun grabbed his neck and pushed forward. He said fiercely: "If you don't speak so lifelessly, I have a way to make you normal."

The door closed heavily.

Xingran turned his head and heard a hissing sound in the room.

He shook his body in fear and curled himself up in the corner.

Wan Qiankun moved a chair and sat outside, holding the script in his hands. He wants to become a celebrity director. This is his life pursuit...

I don't know how long it has passed, and there is still no sound behind the door, Wan Qiankun's eyebrows show violence, he stands up anxiously, kicking over the chair heavily.

At this moment, a scream that could pierce the eardrum came from behind the door, one after another, heart-piercing.

Wan Qiankun's face showed joy.

After that, Xing Ran was "well", but suffered another illness.

Xingran once thought about overcoming this problem. He let himself watch pictures and watch videos.

Without exception, all failed.

There is no way, he will never get rid of it.

...

Xingran omitted some details of this story, tried to make it more positive, and always told it in a relaxed tone.

In the end, he couldn't help saying: "I think, if I persist in overcoming in the future, I will succeed one day."

"Miss, what do you think." He stared at Jiang Mian, maybe even he didn't notice it. He wanted some courage and encouragement from Jiang Mian.

"Of course." Jiang Mian's expression remained unchanged. Xingran didn't need sympathy and pity. She smiled and said, "I believe you."

Xingran's eyes lit up like stars again.

"At that time, how old were you?" she asked suddenly.

Xing Ran frowned and thought: "It seems to be eight years old."

Jiang Mian nodded, stood up from the sofa, stretched his waist, and said lightly: "A thing that is inferior to livestock, it's not for him to make himself a bad life, right?"