Miss Drama is slightly sweet

Cen Tian lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling. Because there was no light to illuminate it, the darkness around her added another depression to Cen Tian's heart.

Cen Tian tightly grasped the white sheet under her body with both hands, and the scenes of accidents broadcast on the news played back in her mind.

It's Zhao Mingda!Was it Zhao Mingda who killed the person she loved the most, Zhao Mingda who killed her child, and Zhao Mingda who ruined everything good about her, not only imprisoning her, but now even her child?

Cen Tian thought back to Fu Shiyan's bright eyes, with two lines of tears streaming from the corners of the eyes.

"Dong dong dong." The sudden knock on the door startled Cen Tian, ​​who else could appear here?Ken is Zhao Mingda.

Cen Tian held back her anger, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and adjusted her voice, "What's the matter?"

"Sweetie, are you asleep?"

"Just going to sleep, if you have anything to say, let's talk now."

"It's nothing, I just want to ask if you slept or not, can I go in now?"

Cen Tian's eyes overflowed with tears again, she knew that if she didn't let Zhao Mingda in, Zhao Mingda would definitely become suspicious.

"come in."

Zhao Mingda turned on the light, sat next to Cen Tian's bed, looked at Cen Tian's haggard face, "Xiao Tian, ​​what's wrong with your eyes? Did something happen to you recently?"

Cen Tian immediately turned her face to the side, trying not to let Zhao Mingda see too clearly.

Cen Tian said, "Maybe it's because I haven't slept well recently."

"Oh, then you should go to bed early, girls should take care of themselves, and call me whenever you need anything." Zhao Mingda looked at Cen Tian in doubt, got up and walked towards the door.

Looking at Zhao Mingda's back, Cen Tian gradually became murderous, and Cen Tian secretly clenched her fists.
After Zhao Mingda went out, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Cen Tian's reaction today was a bit abnormal. From Cen Tian's eyes, he could see that looking at himself was like looking at an enemy.

Thinking of this, Zhao Mingda paused, turned around and returned to Cen Tian's room, looked at Cen Tian's sleeping face and thought he was thinking too much, but he didn't know that the person behind him opened his eyes as soon as he left. hate.
the next morning.

"Ah, don't, don't leave me." Cen Tian struggled weakly on the bed.

Hearing the cry, Zhao Mingda rushed to Cen Tian's room, only to see that Cen Tian was sweating profusely, as if she had endured so much torture and pain, the pillow was already wet with tears and sweat.

"What's wrong with you, sweetie?"

Cen Tian heard someone tell her to slowly open her eyes, saw Zhao Mingda, saw Zhao Mingda hurriedly pushed his hand away.

"Xiao Tian Xiao Tian is me, don't be afraid, are you having a nightmare?"

Zhao Mingda quickly squeezed Cen Tian's hand, completely unaware that he was the protagonist of Cen Tian's nightmare.

"I'm fine, I just thought of some bad memories and bad people."

In the last 4 words, Cen Tian emphasized the tone intentionally or unintentionally, wanting to test Zhao Mingda's reaction.

"It's okay, no matter what happens, it will pass. Go wash up and come over for dinner."

Zhao Mingda's reaction made Cen Tian very puzzled, did he feel no guilt at all when facing himself after doing such a thing?No guilt at all?Cen Tian always felt that she had overlooked some details, but at this moment she couldn't figure it out at all.

The window of the room was ajar, probably opened by Zhao Mingda this morning, occasionally a warm wind blows in, exuding a little fragrance of flowers.Cen Tian felt that this place was very warm for a moment, but Cen Tian's rationality was quickly pulled back. How could she feel that the place where the murderer who killed her lover and child imprisoned her was warm, she was really crazy.

Withdrawing her thoughts, Cen Tian went downstairs and walked to the dinner table opposite Zhao Mingda. There was a knock on the door, and Cen Tian looked at Zhao Mingda who was opposite.

"Maybe Dr. Fu is here, I'll open the door."

The person who came was a doctor wearing a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses. The doctor seemed to know Zhao Mingda very well, and entered the room without any surprises.

From the beginning to the end, Cen Tian's eyes didn't move away from that Doctor Fu, she looked up and down, seeing how such a good-looking talent could be mixed with someone like Zhao Mingda, Cen Tian groaned inwardly.

"Doctor Fu, please come in." Zhao Mingda politely led Dr. Fu into Cen Tian's dining place.

"The patient is this lady?"

"Yes, this is the one."

When Cen Tian heard that she was going to see a doctor, she looked at Zhao Mingda differently. At first, she thought it was a friend of Zhao Mingda, but when she remembered, Dr. Fu was holding a medical kit, and she saw that he was here to see a doctor. This time, she was careless. .

"I'm not sick." Cen Tian languidly supported her face with her hands, as if she hadn't woken up, she randomly made this fruit salad.

"Xiao Tian, ​​this is Dr. Fu, a famous psychiatrist and my friend, don't be nervous, let Dr. Fu see."

Cen Tian just wanted to refuse, but suddenly thought that since Dr. Fu was Zhao Mingda's friend, maybe he could sniff out his mouth and help her escape.

"it is good."

Zhao Mingda didn't expect Cen Tian to agree so readily, thinking that it would take a little more talking, because no one else would be able to accept his psychological problems.Thinking that Cen Tian thought about it, Zhao Mingda didn't think too much about it.

No matter what, as long as Cen Tian can recover, he is willing to let him do anything.

Cen Tian cooperated with Dr. Fu to the sofa next to her and sat down.

There was no light in her eyes, and that ashen silence was the only thing Dr. Fu had ever seen after practicing medicine for so many years and treating so many patients.

This person has no hope of life at all.

"How was your sleep?" Observing her expression for a while, Dr. Fu began to ask as he would any patient.

When Cen Tian heard his gentle voice, she froze for a moment before saying, "Insomnia."

"Extent?" Hearing the patient's straightforward answer to his question, Dr. Fu frowned.

"When it's serious, I can't sleep all night."

"What about emotions?" Dr. Fu said this time looking at Zhao Mingda.

Zhao Mingda quickly replied, "Unstable."

After listening to Zhao Mingda finish speaking, Cen Tian was full of question marks, when did she become unstable?Could it be that Zhao Mingda spotted it last night?
Then Dr. Fu asked a lot of questions, but most of them were answered by Zhao Mingda. Cen Tian listened helplessly to Zhao Mingda describing herself as a depressed patient, and didn't bother to defend herself.

In the end, Dr. Fu didn't know what he said to Zhao Mingda, so he was sent away by Zhao Mingda, but Cen Tian felt that it was definitely not a good thing.

After Dr. Fu left, Zhao Mingda didn't say anything, but just looked at Cen Tian deeply. Cen Tian couldn't bear the sting.

"Aren't you going to do something?"

"I'm not going, Xiaotian, I'll stay with you for a while, and I won't do anything."

Facing the 360-degree change in Zhao Mingda's attitude, Cen Tian was already sure that Dr. Fu didn't say anything good to Zhao Mingda just now.

"I don't need to accompany you. If Dr. Fu told you something just now, you don't have to take it too seriously. I know my spirit and heart."