Chapter 349: Video call

When Mo Yanyan was out of school recently, he could always feel that there were a pair of eyes behind him watching him silently, looking at his eyes, and he clearly saw the figure of Aunt Gu Yan, but when he sang again and looked in that direction again. But it is empty.
How can a clever ink speech not know Li Yuhong's intention? From the day of Mo Yichen's business trip, the frequency at which he can see Gu Ayi is getting lower and lower.
On the contrary, the probability of Chen Hao’s aunt at home is getting higher and higher...
"Gu Ayi... Gu Ayi..." Late at night, the screaming squatted from the bed, and the sweat on his forehead ran over his white cheeks.
In the dream, Gu Yan’s aunt was ragged, and the bright red liquid on her forehead oozes out. She kneels on the ground and prays for her grandmother to let her stay. A pair of tearful eyes look at the words...
The screams cried and cried, and wanted to rush to the side of Gu Yan’s aunt. The body was set up by the arms of three or four powerful men. No matter how the words are struggling, they are in vain.
Looking at the far-reaching aunt Gu Yan, fell in a pool of blood, screaming more crying...
The rumor squatted on the bed, wiped the sweat on his forehead with one hand, and the eyes were dark and dark, making the timid heart timid.
Indiscriminately groping the button on the bedside table lamp, the scene of the terrible dream appeared in my mind, and my heart was even more uneasy.
The room was suddenly illuminated by a bright light, and the small figure stood alone in the corner of the wall, screaming and horrified at everything around.
The rumor has recently gone crazy, read a lot of horror movies, remembered the horrible scenes in the movie, screaming tightly on the quilt, lying on the bed, wrapped the quilt tightly on the head.
But the terrible scene was lingering in my mind, and there was an inexplicable sound in the room. The rumor couldn’t help but sit up again and shouted: "Grandma... Grandma..."
Suddenly I saw the tablet on the desk under the bed, screaming like something, smashing the quilt, the shoes were not worn, the bare feet stepped on the cold ground, took the tablet, and screamed and threw down. The bed.
The rumor did not hesitate to send the video phone to Mo Yichen.
Within a few seconds, I was connected there, watching the figure of the familiar person on the screen, screaming in the nose, and the tears flowed down.
"Ranging, what's wrong? Why don't you sleep so late!" The man's voice was a little strong, and the harshness of his eyes was hard to resist.
The rumor paused, wiped away the tears in the corner of my eyes, and choked and said: "Dad, I am afraid, I..."
The dim light illuminates the man's gradually gentle face. Mo Yichen slightly bends his mouth and said softly: "Sound, you are the man's husband of our family. You should stand on the ground and overcome your inner fear. Then again, What kind of ghosts are there in this world? Dad is so big, he has never seen such a thing, okay?"
How can Mo Yichen not know his son's careful thoughts, often used to be like this, knowing that he is courageous, and always clamoring to accompany him to watch horror movies.
Every time I watch the horror movie, I can't sleep at night! At this time, Mo Yichen was with him, giving him a fairy tale and screaming to sleep.
Looking at the resentful eyes, how can Mo Yichen feel uncomfortable in his heart.
"Oh, yes, scream, have you come to see you recently?" Mo Yichen suddenly remembered something, sat up from the bed, leaning against the pillow, his face was serious.
On the one hand, it is to divert the attention of the rumor. On the other hand, Mo Yichen himself is really concerned about this matter. When there is time at night, Gu Yan’s mobile phone is always turned off.
There has always been an inexplicable sense of loss in the heart of Mo Yichen who has not been in contact with Gu Yan for a week.
"Dad, is there something wrong? I have been talking for a few days..." The words of the rumor have not been finished yet. The door "spray" was opened and Li Yunhong came in.
"Grandma!" The screams twisted his body and looked at the woman who suddenly came in and looked kindly.
"Rumbling, so late, what are you doing? Grandma didn't tell you before, it was used to sleep at night, not for playing tablet."
Li Yunhong walked slowly to the side of the ink screaming and gave him a quilt. There was a sigh of resentment in the black scorpion, and the wrinkled face looked even more awkward.
"Grandma. I am on the phone with my dad." The rumor said that he raised the tablet in his hand and gestured to Li Yunhong.
"Mom!"
"Yi Chen, how are you there? The work is even more important, you have to take care of your body." Li Yunhong looked at the man's sleepy face on the computer screen, and his heart was a little bit distressed.
"Mom, everything is fine here, don't worry about things at work, don't worry."
"Grandma, I haven't finished talking with my father yet, you give it to me..." The rumor robbed the computer in Li Yunhong's hand without hesitation, and Li Yunhong, who was helpless, could only sit next to him and watch the screaming and selling Meng's ink. The words and chat with Mo Yichen.
The night was even darker, and the window was quiet. Occasionally, the wind blew through the window, and Li Yunhong sat yawning at the bed where he couldn't stop.
"Ranging, have you visited Aunt Gu Yan recently?" The confused Li Yunhong heard the anxious inquiry from the man there, and there was no sleep at all.
"Yi Chen, it is not too early, it is almost two o'clock, and it is going to go to school tomorrow." Li Yunhong raised his arm and frowned, interrupting the conversation between the two.
In fact, Li Yunhong has long known that Gu Yan’s career has been hit. Now she needs the help of Mo Yichen most, but as the mother of Mo Yichen, Li Yunhong can’t watch her son being deceived by women again and again, being delayed by women. A great future.
How can Mo Yichen not understand the mother's mind, his eyes are slightly lowered, like thinking about something, about a few seconds later, Mo Yichen looked up, lowered his tone, and said extremely unpleasantly: "Mom , you have to rest early."
Hanging up the video phone, Li Yunhong breathed a sigh of relief, put the computer on the table next to him, smashed the quilt again, picked up the fairy tale book, and prepared to calm the screaming sleep.
"Grandma, why don't you want Dad to mention Gu Yan's aunt? We haven't seen Gu Yan's aunt for a long time, will she have anything to do?" The big, screaming eyes were locked in Li Yunhong's surprised face.
Li Yunhong stunned the gods, ignored the rumored questions, and continued to tell him fairy tales. Soon, the rumor fell asleep in the story of his grandmother.