The understanding of Zhanying made Yang Youyou simple to judge that the arrangement for Wu Xiaolei must have come from his writing
She rarely mentioned Wu Xiaolei in front of Zhan Ying, and Zhan Ying never mentioned it on his own initiative. She occasionally avoided the important matters when talking to her. There was also this car accident. Although no one explained the more detailed part clearly, the inferences she could develop that she had traveled through several times could not be limited to this point in front of her.
In fact, she has always wanted to meet Wu Xiaolei because she really wanted to know, wondering how much spiritual comfort she had received from this chain incident and how many happy results she had obtained?
She also wanted to ask her in person, when she forced everyone around her, including herself, into a dead end, would the pleasure she received from it make up for every moment she had regretted?
Of course, she can not regret it at all, or even be proud, but she has reached this point now. Has the ending satisfied her until now?
Yang Youyou selected a free time suitable for meeting to go to the sanatorium through the personnel arranged by Xing Ye.
Located on the outskirts of the city, Sheng'an Nursing Home is built in seclusion, surrounded by ridges and a pleasant environment. A wide double-row panshan road leads directly to the gate of the nursing home.
The snow-painted courtyard wall stands tall, and the middle part of the wall is engraved with exquisite totems that can be seen at the inner courtyard. The four-story building has beautiful traces from a distance. The lush tall trees hide most of the interior scenes that can be seen. It has an indescribable atmosphere and a kind of depressing feeling that people don’t want to step into the threshold.
Yang Youyou walked out of the taxi and handed her a letter of introduction and business card prepared in advance to the gate post on duty outside the hospital. Then the gate post called the inside line to contact the doctor who was in charge of docking with her. After receiving a positive reply, the gate post handed her a round red number plate and opened the one-sided small door next to the gate to put her in.
With the number plate in her hand, Yang Youyou met the first person to receive her.
The young girl who was responsible for leading her was wearing a neat and decent slim suit and uniform, and she smiled kindly, but she only said, "Please follow me" when she saw her and said nothing more.
Yang Youyou tried her best to remain vigilant against unfamiliar environments, because the surrounding green plants were too dense, and the reception process was very meticulous. She was basically taken to her destination before she saw anything before she could see anything.
The sanatorium covers a very large area, with a large number of green plants covering all parts outside the road. The tall trees are lush and lush, and the shrubs are also built in a staggered manner. During the blooming flowers, people who are occasionally slow to move are seen, and medical staff are also on their side.
This is indeed a large-scale nursing home, but...
If her purpose for coming here was not to meet Wu Xiaolei
She couldn't believe that Zhan Ying arranged Wu Xiaolei here to receive nursing and care. If he could change his sex life, at least she wouldn't have found a way out in this series of cycles.
After getting off the bus, Yang Youyou entered the main building of the sanatorium accompanied by a medical staff.
Several elevators were moved up and down, and two more medical guides were changed during this period. Yang Youyou was sure that the sanatorium and the same architectural designer she had been to Shengjing before were definitely used in all aspects to increase the difficulty of people entering and leaving.
Finally, through layers of door cards, she was introduced into a room with only one door and a wall around it.
As soon as she turned her eyes into the room, Yang Youyou was stunned for a moment
A rectangular table was placed in the center of the room. She looked at the base of the table. It was metal and was fixed on the ground with tight stitches. Then she raised her eyes and faced directly opposite the table. The woman who made her slightly stunned
A woman who hasn't been hygienic for a long time has exuded a decadent atmosphere. Under her unkempt face, a pair of negative eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm that made people undetectable when she saw her.
She was wearing a tied jumpsuit and was tightly tied to the seat.
Wu Xiaolei only looked at Yang Youyou and stopped looking at her, although this was the first person to see her after being locked up here.
Yang Youyou sat on the side of the sky and carefully looked at Wu Xiaolei on the opposite side.
Her face is very small. Although she is so thin now, she can still see her three-point look delicate when she was young. She doesn't look like a person who uses any means for the sake of her purpose, but she can also show a distant and ruthless personality from her nasolabial folds and corners of her mouth.
My name is Yang Youyou. Although it is our first time meeting, I have been wanting to see you for a long time.
Yang Youyou first put down her preconceptions about Wu Xiaolei with her professional qualities. She needs to talk to her objectively and calmly to make it easier for her to get to know her. I lived in Shunyi District 4, Baihai City before I was 16 years old. In fact, it is not the first time we have seen you. Do you still remember the little girl who suddenly rushed to you to stop you from brutallying your child? That girl is me
Wu Xiaolei's expression has not changed, and she only turned her eyes to think, but maybe things were too long, and she did not leave any impression on Yang Youyou in her memory
It’s normal for you to not remember me. After all, it’s been too long. Do you still remember the child you beaten and beaten?
Yang Youyou brought the topic to the purpose of coming here today. He has grown up. Do you want him to grow up?
What does it have to do with you? Wu Xiaolei started today's first sentence, and her hoarse voice seemed to have a sense of hardening because she had not spoken for too long
I'll tell you a story
Yang Youyou didn't care much about Wu Xiaolei's attitude, and steadily guided the topic at his own pace. This story was also what I heard. It was said that there was a young rich child from City P.C. Because of his wealthy family, he got many conveniences and benefits from his father's consciences. He was kind and generous. Why was he kind and generous? The brothers he played with said that because of his poor, his life, identity, and status were the glory and wealth that the poor would never get in life. His life was worthy of them. Therefore, in order not to make those poor people desperate and desperate, they must be polite to them on the surface to save themselves from suffering losses.
His conversation was good, even if there was nothing worth showing off the great achievements he had for others, through his tongue, the strugglers who created countless profits and amazing achievements became the fruits of his guidance and his already good image. In these carefully modified behavioral conversations, they became taller and handsome, just like there was no need to mark high-priced bread, which was placed in a delicate window, and with artificial filters, which immediately became the scent of the photos, salivating, and immediately even if the price was inflated, some people were willing to pay for the money made up of the gold.
She rarely mentioned Wu Xiaolei in front of Zhan Ying, and Zhan Ying never mentioned it on his own initiative. She occasionally avoided the important matters when talking to her. There was also this car accident. Although no one explained the more detailed part clearly, the inferences she could develop that she had traveled through several times could not be limited to this point in front of her.
In fact, she has always wanted to meet Wu Xiaolei because she really wanted to know, wondering how much spiritual comfort she had received from this chain incident and how many happy results she had obtained?
She also wanted to ask her in person, when she forced everyone around her, including herself, into a dead end, would the pleasure she received from it make up for every moment she had regretted?
Of course, she can not regret it at all, or even be proud, but she has reached this point now. Has the ending satisfied her until now?
Yang Youyou selected a free time suitable for meeting to go to the sanatorium through the personnel arranged by Xing Ye.
Located on the outskirts of the city, Sheng'an Nursing Home is built in seclusion, surrounded by ridges and a pleasant environment. A wide double-row panshan road leads directly to the gate of the nursing home.
The snow-painted courtyard wall stands tall, and the middle part of the wall is engraved with exquisite totems that can be seen at the inner courtyard. The four-story building has beautiful traces from a distance. The lush tall trees hide most of the interior scenes that can be seen. It has an indescribable atmosphere and a kind of depressing feeling that people don’t want to step into the threshold.
Yang Youyou walked out of the taxi and handed her a letter of introduction and business card prepared in advance to the gate post on duty outside the hospital. Then the gate post called the inside line to contact the doctor who was in charge of docking with her. After receiving a positive reply, the gate post handed her a round red number plate and opened the one-sided small door next to the gate to put her in.
With the number plate in her hand, Yang Youyou met the first person to receive her.
The young girl who was responsible for leading her was wearing a neat and decent slim suit and uniform, and she smiled kindly, but she only said, "Please follow me" when she saw her and said nothing more.
Yang Youyou tried her best to remain vigilant against unfamiliar environments, because the surrounding green plants were too dense, and the reception process was very meticulous. She was basically taken to her destination before she saw anything before she could see anything.
The sanatorium covers a very large area, with a large number of green plants covering all parts outside the road. The tall trees are lush and lush, and the shrubs are also built in a staggered manner. During the blooming flowers, people who are occasionally slow to move are seen, and medical staff are also on their side.
This is indeed a large-scale nursing home, but...
If her purpose for coming here was not to meet Wu Xiaolei
She couldn't believe that Zhan Ying arranged Wu Xiaolei here to receive nursing and care. If he could change his sex life, at least she wouldn't have found a way out in this series of cycles.
After getting off the bus, Yang Youyou entered the main building of the sanatorium accompanied by a medical staff.
Several elevators were moved up and down, and two more medical guides were changed during this period. Yang Youyou was sure that the sanatorium and the same architectural designer she had been to Shengjing before were definitely used in all aspects to increase the difficulty of people entering and leaving.
Finally, through layers of door cards, she was introduced into a room with only one door and a wall around it.
As soon as she turned her eyes into the room, Yang Youyou was stunned for a moment
A rectangular table was placed in the center of the room. She looked at the base of the table. It was metal and was fixed on the ground with tight stitches. Then she raised her eyes and faced directly opposite the table. The woman who made her slightly stunned
A woman who hasn't been hygienic for a long time has exuded a decadent atmosphere. Under her unkempt face, a pair of negative eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm that made people undetectable when she saw her.
She was wearing a tied jumpsuit and was tightly tied to the seat.
Wu Xiaolei only looked at Yang Youyou and stopped looking at her, although this was the first person to see her after being locked up here.
Yang Youyou sat on the side of the sky and carefully looked at Wu Xiaolei on the opposite side.
Her face is very small. Although she is so thin now, she can still see her three-point look delicate when she was young. She doesn't look like a person who uses any means for the sake of her purpose, but she can also show a distant and ruthless personality from her nasolabial folds and corners of her mouth.
My name is Yang Youyou. Although it is our first time meeting, I have been wanting to see you for a long time.
Yang Youyou first put down her preconceptions about Wu Xiaolei with her professional qualities. She needs to talk to her objectively and calmly to make it easier for her to get to know her. I lived in Shunyi District 4, Baihai City before I was 16 years old. In fact, it is not the first time we have seen you. Do you still remember the little girl who suddenly rushed to you to stop you from brutallying your child? That girl is me
Wu Xiaolei's expression has not changed, and she only turned her eyes to think, but maybe things were too long, and she did not leave any impression on Yang Youyou in her memory
It’s normal for you to not remember me. After all, it’s been too long. Do you still remember the child you beaten and beaten?
Yang Youyou brought the topic to the purpose of coming here today. He has grown up. Do you want him to grow up?
What does it have to do with you? Wu Xiaolei started today's first sentence, and her hoarse voice seemed to have a sense of hardening because she had not spoken for too long
I'll tell you a story
Yang Youyou didn't care much about Wu Xiaolei's attitude, and steadily guided the topic at his own pace. This story was also what I heard. It was said that there was a young rich child from City P.C. Because of his wealthy family, he got many conveniences and benefits from his father's consciences. He was kind and generous. Why was he kind and generous? The brothers he played with said that because of his poor, his life, identity, and status were the glory and wealth that the poor would never get in life. His life was worthy of them. Therefore, in order not to make those poor people desperate and desperate, they must be polite to them on the surface to save themselves from suffering losses.
His conversation was good, even if there was nothing worth showing off the great achievements he had for others, through his tongue, the strugglers who created countless profits and amazing achievements became the fruits of his guidance and his already good image. In these carefully modified behavioral conversations, they became taller and handsome, just like there was no need to mark high-priced bread, which was placed in a delicate window, and with artificial filters, which immediately became the scent of the photos, salivating, and immediately even if the price was inflated, some people were willing to pay for the money made up of the gold.
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