Chapter 8: First Night

The bathroom door was open, and the water mist that had just densely covered the room quickly evaporated and dissipated.

The water in the bathtub was getting a bit cold, and there was a passing breeze flowing in through the bathroom door, Lin Jian crouched in the water with her arms wrapped around her, and in a short while she began to feel cold.

The incisors chattered irregularly and slightly, but he didn't get up.

After a while, there are footsteps approaching from behind, the next moment, Lin Jian exposed on the surface of the upper body will be wrapped in a soft towel, Pei's voice then appeared in the ear, still gentle, listen carefully but a little bit shaky: "Come on, come on, let's get out of the wash, stay in the water for a long time to catch a cold ah."

Before little Lin Jian was ready, her entire body was wrapped in a bath towel by Sister Pei and carried out of the water.

Sister Pei's body type is slightly fat, but not tall, Lin Jian froze from her arms and tilted his face up, never imagined that this aunt was so strong, and even more never thought that when he looked up, his eyes just hit Sister Pei's smiling, loving eyes.

Perhaps this aunt's smile was too warm, little Lin Jian opened her mouth, and before she could say anything about the unwarranted rejection and resistance in her heart, her whole body was picked up by another pair of even more stable and powerful arms.

"Hey young master ......" Sister Pei's arms were empty, and she busily said, "I'll just hold it, how can I let you--"

"It's okay." Shen Ke carried little Lin Jian out the bathroom door and headed for the bedroom, saying in a faint voice, "Bring the T-shirt and a towel for the baby's hair."

Sister Pei busily replied, Shen Ke carried Lin Jian to the bedside, lifted the corner of the quilt and put him on the bed, took away the bath towel and then pulled the quilt over, and wrapped it around Lin Jian's body, and wrapped a pure white child into a fluffy, rounded cotton roll.

Sister Pei brought clothes and a hair dryer over, let Lin Jian so wrapped up in the quilt, first wiped the water on his hair, and then gave him a thorough drying of his hair, the hair dryer off, to make sure that Lin Jian is not cold, before letting him put the quilt over his legs and put on the big T-shirt of Shen Ke.

Pei sister put away the hair dryer, looking at the bed at this time that white and weak little man, can not help but laugh and tease him: "Aigoo, this little good boy after the bath turned out to be so beautiful ah, this big eyes and small face, looks snow white snow white, do not know thought it was a little girl yo!" Said and sighed and shook his head, muttered softly, "so good little doll, how to go down to the hand ......"

Pei went to the bathroom to clean up the mess, Shen Ke had been standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window next to the bed, and now came over and sat down next to Lin Jian, who still hung his head and didn't say anything, but his small hand clutched the corner of the quilt and rubbed his fingers on the watery fabric.

In the middle of the day, Shen Ke seemed to sigh and asked him, "Did your aunt hit you?"

Lin Jian glanced up at him quickly before averting his eyes, his gaze falling on the dark pattern of the navy blue comforter cover, and after a moment, he shook his head and whispered, "My aunt, and He Zhou."

In fact, Big Aunt would occasionally hit him, but not as hard; it hurt, yes, but not so much that the injury was visible.

Shen Ke's brow furrowed in a shallow crease, "Does your father know they beat you?"

Lin Jian lived in this bedroom has a small bookshelf, Lin Jianghe's last photo is placed on it, Lin Jian heard raised his head, looked at the photo Lin Jianghe's face, a long time before shaking his head again.

Shen Ke, however, asked, "Don't know, or do you know and don't care?"

"I don't know." Lin Jian answered quickly this time, only his voice was still very soft, and after saying this, he inclined his head and moved his eyes away.

Shen Ke's eyes were downcast and silent, but clearly skeptical of this "I don't know" statement.

Through the various behaviors of this family in the past two days, coupled with the injuries he witnessed on Lin Jian's body tonight, he had reason to reevaluate the character of all the members of the Lin family.

"I really don't know." Little Lin Jian seems to penetrate Shen Ke's thoughts at this time, rare words a little more, more like Lin Jianghe defense, "My father ...... always work on the construction site, can not return home a few times a year."

Moreover, even if he was beaten, Lin Jian has not suffered a very serious injury, not to mention the bleeding of the wound, whether it is He Guodong or He Zhou, the place where he hit him is usually on the back or buttocks, usually with the stove next to the burning stick, hit two times to relieve the gas will also be over, and Lin Jian beaten although it hurts, but the wound is only swollen for a few days, and then purple for a few days, almost half a month time, the color from purple to green, and then later on, it is completely invisible. The beating is heavy and then purple for a few days, almost half a month's time, the color will change from purple to green, and then later on it will not be visible at all.

Even when Lin Jianghe would suddenly come home and inadvertently found marks on Lin Jian's body twice, He Guodong only said that the child was naughty, accidentally bumped, and also perfunctorily excused it.

Shen Ke had never experienced such a family, much less the same experience in his childhood, so his rationality was far greater than his empathy in this case, and he couldn't understand Lin Jian's thinking, "Then why don't you tell your father?"

Lin Jian stared at him for a moment, realizing that the look on his face when he asked this was serious and upright, with no intention of joking, and asked in return, "What's the use of telling?"

Shen Ke was at a loss for words.

That's right. With such a monstrous home environment and such a sickly upbringing, the ability of a child that young to defend himself is almost negligible.

Or, it is not necessarily true that Lin Jianghe did not disclose to her what she had experienced and how she was treated at home, but I am afraid that when faced with the dilemma of being powerless, those harsh treatments were simply brushed aside with a casual "Behave yourself" comment.

At this point, Shen Ke seemed to understand why this little child was so sensitive and resistant to the unconscious touch of others in his daily life.

It's probably just an instinctive stress response, or worse, some sort of psychological defense has developed.

It was already very late, and after two days and nights of tossing and turning, what the child needed most now was a good night's sleep. Shen Ke stood up from the edge of the bed and asked with a downcast gaze, "Are you afraid to sleep alone?"

Lin Jian shook his head, after all, when he was in his old home before, he was also the one who slept in the west wing by himself.

Shen Ke's slightly wrinkled brow had a little relaxation, rarely showing a gentle smile, "Then have a good night's sleep, and tomorrow you'll take you to buy clothes."

Lin Jian suddenly asked, "Are you going too?"

"I don t go, but it is also all people you know, don t be afraid." Shen Ke knows that this is a manifestation of the child's lack of security in leaving a familiar environment, "The Uncle Song who has been with you for the past two days, and Sister Pei ...... Oh, you have to call Auntie, they are going with you."

So little Lin Jian stopped saying anything, neither good nor bad, and became a quiet and silent snow doll again.

Maybe she was really too tired, plus the past two days have been muddled, Lin Jian spent the first night in a strange home, but miraculously did not have any seat selection performance.

This sleep was dark and sweet, if not woken up in the morning by Sister Pei's knock on the door, I'm afraid I would have slept straight through the full circle.

Lin Jian wore a big T-shirt out of bed, Shen Ke family did not have slippers he could wear, Pei sister did not dare to give him adult slippers, for fear of walking accidentally tripped, so from Lin Jian's small parcel out of a pair of socks, hurried to let him put on, said that small children can not bare feet on the floor, will catch a cold, but in fact, the floor heating in the room is very sufficient, even if barefoot on the floor, the warmth will be the soles of his feet The warmth will spread from the soles of the feet even if you step on the floor with bare feet, and then it will spread upward along the calves.

He didn't need anyone's special instructions, he went to the bathroom to wash himself, while he heard Sister Pei greet him in the dining room for breakfast.

The location of the restaurant is on the first floor behind the small bar, a separate staggered glass heated room, surrounded by floor-to-ceiling glass on three sides, sitting at the dining table can look out over the hills behind the house, and at this time the sunlight comes in through the window, and the room shines brightly. Lin Jian subconsciously thought that someone else would come, but Pei asked him with a smile if he wanted to drink milk or a bowl of small wontons.

Lin Jian did not realize that all these plates and dishes that look both good-looking and delicious placed in front of him were prepared for him alone.

And what made him think even less was that Sister Pei didn't sit down with him to eat breakfast, but as soon as he started eating, she served herself breakfast, carried it on a dinner plate, and went back to the nanny's room.

Lin Jian could not figure out the reason for this action, but inexplicably, a strange and twisted discomfort arose in his heart.

Although Lin Jian's speed of eating is not slow, but Pei still finished eating one step ahead of him, when he put down the chopsticks, Pei has already taken the clothes he wore last night over, smiling and discussing with him, "I looked at it, only these two pieces are barely wearable, fortunately washed and dried last night, let's just wear them for a half a day, okay?"

What's wrong with that? In Lin Jian's opinion, this is the right thing to do. He took the clothes, put them on a chair to the side, and just wanted to clean up the table with Sister Pei, but before he could pick up a bowl, Sister Pei snatched it away with an "ouch".

Sister Pei: "Sweetie, what are you doing, where can I get you to clean up?"

Lin Jian's hand hadn't had time to retract it, and he was all of a sudden stunned, and after a few moments, he suddenly said, "I can do it, I can wash dishes and scrub pots, and I won't break them."

"Then you can't be allowed to do this ah." Sister Pei smiled and said, "You're the young proprietor, how can any proprietor personally do these things, you're afraid that you want auntie to lose her job and leave yo?"

Lin Jian understood the meaning of the title "proprietor" and just wanted to shake his head in the negative, but Pei had already carried the dishes into the kitchen.

The current situation makes Lin Jian somewhat at a loss for words, he grew up so far for the first time to be taken care of by such a dedicated, can even be called care, but this meticulous but let him feel uneasy, like a long time in a state of hunger for a long time in the state of people, see a table of jade plate of delicacies, the first reaction is bound not to be no matter what to go up to the table to feast, but rather, the first reaction of the constraints and apprehensions, do not know after eating this meal there will be another chance to eat. I don't know if there will be another chance to eat after this meal.

When Sister Pei finished cleaning up from the kitchen and came out, Lin Jian had already changed her own clothes and was quietly sitting on the sofa waiting, when she saw her walking over, she suddenly asked, "Where is he?"

Shen Ke hasn't shown up since he woke up this morning.

Sister Pei reacted for two seconds before she realized who this "he" was referring to, so she replied, "Young master went out at dawn, and you were still sleeping when he left." After thinking about it, she corrected herself with a smile, "But little girl, it's not good to address the young master like this, according to the age, you should call him Big Brother ......".

Lin Jian looked at her impassively and, after a long time, shook his head.

It should be "Little Uncle", he mentally corrected. Grandpa's son should be called Uncle.