"Ji Naitang, you look at me, it's me." CEN Muqi's breath is not very stable, he let Ji Naitang's sight level with his own, and then coax a way softly: "let's loosen our hands, OK?"

Ji Naitang shook his head and sobbed bitterly: "no, I'm just a birthday. I don't want a birthday present..."

CEN Muqi's eyes flashed, some regret to embrace people into his arms, should say: "good, we are not a birthday, we do not want gifts, after all but."

"Brother, give me my brother back, give me my brother back..." Ji Naitang cried very restrained, and Yao Yuanjing on the other side understood why Ji Naitang was like this today.

"He will deliberately forget his birthday. If he can't remember it, he will be so drunk, wake up and return to normal."

Although Ji Nai Tang was kidnapped on the 12th October, he didn't want to know the details before he was kidnapped on October 12th.

"You should know about Ji Moyu's dismemberment." Yao Yuanjing leaned on the edge of the washing table and said in a low voice: "Zhou Qiang not only dismembered Ji Moyu, but also the reason for dismembering him is as a birthday gift for milk candy."

CEN Muqi looked up at Yao Yuanjing in a bit of shock. Yao Yuanjing sighed: "on October 16, in front of him, he dismembered his favorite brother, which was counted as helping him celebrate his birthday."

CEN Muqi breathed deeply. He thought of his reaction when he handed the birthday gift to Ji Naitang just now, as well as his present state. His heart seemed to be more and more painful.

"You don't know about these things, so I don't blame you. You go. As for him, just leave it to me." Yao Yuanjing looks at Cen Muqi seriously. Under such circumstances, it is impossible for him to fight with Cen Muqi. Therefore, the most important thing is to stabilize Ji Naitang's mood.

Ji Naitang didn't want Cen Muqi to see him like this, but he did.

"If I want to go, I will take him with me." CEN Muqi's attitude is also very firm, the tone sounds completely non-negotiable. At this time, Yao's mother came up and said, "is Xiaotang OK? What's the matter? I called Dr. King and he should be here soon

Yao Yuanjing originally wanted to say that he didn't need a doctor, but he remembered that Ji Naitang still had glass fragments in his hand, so he didn't object.

"Mom, you go out first. I'll take care of it."

"Well, I'll wait for doctor Jin to come." Yao's mother knew that something was serious, so she didn't say anything more, but walked out of the room step by step.

CEN Muqi moved forward and put his forehead on Ji Naitang's forehead. He sighed and whispered, "Ji Tiantian, will you let go of your hand?"

Ji Naitang's eyes moved slightly when he heard the address. Cen Muqi, who was close to him, could easily find out. He stepped back and continued, "Mr. Ji, can you let go of your hand?"

Ji Naitang looks at Cen Muqi and hears Cen Muqi say, "if you let go of your hand, I'll sing a children's song to my children, OK?" After he asked, he looked down at Ji Naitang's right hand and saw that his fingers seemed to move.

CEN Muqi carefully broke off Ji Naitang's fingers, and then took out the glass fragments that had been stained red with blood in his palm. Because he had held it tightly, the wound in his palm was still very deep.

Yao Yuanjing stood on one side and watched silently. At the moment when Ji Naitang was willing to let go, he understood how much Cen Muqi was in Ji Naitang's heart. In Ji Naitang's mind, no one in the world could match Cen Muqi except Ji Moyu and Qiu Nanshu.

Including him.