5 Big Shots Kneeled and Called Me Mom Chapter 100: Luo Juntian’s nightmare

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Chapter 100 Luo Juntian’s Nightmare

After Luo Juntian drank some water, he seemed much calmer. He was lying on his side with a tired face, his forehead hair hanging down, and he looked wilted.

At this time, he was like a child who had run several kilometers, so exhausted that he had no energy to even make an expression.

Gu Yuan covered him with the quilt, lowered his head and tucked the corner of the quilt, then sat down and asked softly: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

Luo Juntian's eyelashes fluttered and he looked at Gu Yuan.

The eyes that were always calm and calm seemed to have no focus at this time, and were blank. He seemed to be looking at a very far away place.

Gu Yuan sat there quietly without speaking.

At this moment, Luo Juntian looked so fragile that it worried her, as if if she breathed harder, she would touch some mechanism, causing a final collapse reaction.

"Mom." At this moment, Luo Juntian suddenly spoke.

The voice was low and hoarse, as if it took a lot of effort to come out.

"What do you think?" Gu Yuan spoke softly, for fear of scaring Luo Juntian.

"I'm fine." Luo Juntian said with difficulty with a smile on his lips.

"Then...do you want to eat something?" Of course Gu Yuan didn't dare to mention the injection, so he had to test it like this.

Luo Juntian shook his head with difficulty.

Gu Yuan said cautiously; "Then you just lie down for a while and have a good rest. When you feel better, we will transfer to a big hospital in the city. Qi Sen's family has a private hospital where I had my physical examination before. It seems very nice there."

Luo Juntian took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and then opened them again.

Gu Yuan felt that when he did this, he seemed to have used a lot of effort.

Luo Juntian lay weakly on the bed, the quilt on her body was very warm. In the faint smell of disinfectant, he saw her looking at him with warm and soft eyes.

Be cautious, not daring to say more or move too much for fear of irritating him.

Actually, he wanted to smile at her, comfort her, and tell her not to worry. He was really fine and just needed some time to recover.

But I am so tired and have no energy.

Gu Yan looked at Luo Juntian who was so weak and didn't know what to do. She vaguely guessed that he might have a psychological shadow about injections, but she didn't understand what caused it and what the problem was. .

Suddenly I remembered Luo Juntian from the past, the man who should have been her son, but who always played the role of a guide in front of her. He helped her improve her acting skills, told her some overt and covert rules in the entertainment industry, and helped her in everything. She protected her so much that in the end, on the set, she didn't have to worry about anything but just perform well.

She once felt that among her three sons, Nie Yu and Ji Qisen were more like sons. Perhaps Luo Juntian was so powerful that she felt that he was not a son, but a senior mentor.

But looking at Luo Juntian now, looking at the way he tried his best to smile at her while he was very tired and weak, his chest was filled with sadness, and there seemed to be some warm liquid in his heart. Movement, some pain, and feeling like ironing.

She raised her arms and hugged him gently, hugging him through the white quilt.

"Mom——" Luo Juntian was a little surprised. He was an adult after all, and he had always shown a mature and steady image. Suddenly he was hugged by a mother who was younger than him. Besides, the posture was too much like hugging a child. This made Luo Juntian's body slightly stiff at first.

Gu Yuan hugged Luo Juntian, and then couldn't help but press her face gently against his.

An adult man, twenty-four years old, looked a few years older than herself, and had far more experience than herself. He had always taken care of her, but at this moment, she felt so sorry for him. She even She felt that this was a child, a child that she could hold in her arms.

She even remembered the very beginning, when she just woke up and when she heard that the five eggs she left behind had become five sons, that kind of confusion about unknown things and the subconsciousness about strange relationships. The rejection made her want to escape almost instantly.

She could not accept that she had five sons and the eldest was already twenty-four years old.

She felt that it was something far away from her.

But now, looking at such a fragile Luo Juntian, she felt that he had turned into a baby in front of her. She could even feel that half of her blood was flowing in his body, and he was a child of her own blood.

She had never given birth to a child, nor had she raised one, but her blood relationship evoked the maternal nature buried in her body.

"Juntian, you're fine, you're not afraid of anything, are you?" She whispered softly.

Her murmur was as soft as silk, lingering on her nose along with the feminine fragrance, and the warmth on her cheeks was just right, which made Luo Juntian's slightly stiff body slowly relax.

When he relaxed, he closed his eyes and felt the hug from his mother.

Many years ago, when he was just sensible, he knew that that was his mother.

Cold and without temperature, his mother, separated by a glass cover, was like an eternal specimen. Apart from the various indicators on the machine, he could not sense her existence at all.

But now she is alive, just holding herself like this, wrapping her slender arms tightly around herself, as if she wants to transfer all her warmth to herself.

Luo Juntian is not a fragile person, never has been, but at this moment he found himself fragile and needed this soft warmth.

After a long time, Luo Juncai murmured: "Mom, I'm fine, I'm just afraid of injections."

His voice was very low, like a murmur from a midnight dream, but Gu Yuan heard it clearly.

She didn't say much, just patted his shoulder gently to comfort him.

Luo Juntian continued: "I am the son of Luosnian, from a medical family. I was destined to be a doctor when I was born. I thought so too when I was a child."

The little Luo Juntian would carry a schoolbag and ride a children's bicycle to the research institute to find his father, and look at the information on treating his mother that was piled on his father's desk.

He is very talented. At a young age, he can understand medical information in foreign languages ​​and full of various professional terms.

He felt that he would inherit his father's legacy, and his father thought so too.

It wasn’t until that incident happened later.

Thinking of this, Luo Juntian's throat tightened and his breathing became a little difficult, but he still took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"When I was nine years old, a group of people kidnapped me on the way to school."

He has never mentioned this matter to anyone. Except for his father Los Nian, no one knows that such a thrilling thing has happened behind his glory as the best actor, and no one knows that today, many years later, He still trembles when he hears the word injection.

When he said this, his tone was actually calm, but Gu Yuan still felt his uneasiness that penetrated into his blood. She used some strength to hold him tighter.

"They brought a syringe and gave me an injection. I struggled desperately. I didn't want to take the injection. I knew they were bad guys..." Luo Juntian's eyes slowly blurred, like the syringe that was a bad guy back then. The struggling child came back again: "But I couldn't break free. They inserted the needle into my body. They sucked my blood one by one, and sucked my bone marrow... I felt like I The blood will be sucked dry..."

"Juntian!"

Gu Yuan suddenly couldn't bear to listen anymore. Just hearing what he said made her feel cold on her back, as if the blood in her body was about to be drained, and her heart shrank and hurt.

She couldn't imagine how Luo Juntian, who was only nine years old, survived.

Suddenly I felt so hateful, hating myself for being incompetent, why I had been sleeping so long, and how I couldn't protect him when he was nine years old and let him suffer such a thing.

She couldn't help but kissed his cheek gently with her lips: "Juntian, this is all in the past, isn't it? It all happened a long time ago. You have grown up now. Everything is fine and very good. Safe, there will be no bad guys anymore, mom will beat those bad guys away."

"Well...it's all over." Luo Juntian said tiredly: "Mom, let me take a nap. I'll be fine if I take a nap."

"Okay." Gu Yan patted his back gently across the quilt: "Can I sing you a hypnotic song?"

"Uh." Luo Juntian opened his eyes and put a weak smile on his lips: "Mom, what song can you sing?"

When he asked, she remembered that his childhood fame depended on music. He was an expert in music, but she had to do what he did best.

She thought for a while and then said: "Is it okay with littlestar?"

Luo Juntian chuckled and nodded: "Well, let's take this one."

This is such a simple song that only children can sing it.

Gu Yuan was half leaning on the hospital bed, holding her chin with her hand, looking at her son with soft eyes, and sang Little Star: "Twinkle, twinkle, HowIwonderwhatyouare!Upabovetheworldsohigh,Likeadiamondinthesky..."

Her voice is very special, it is a soft and quiet voice. Unfortunately, her musical skills are really bad, so that such a simple song will be out of tune.

Luo Juntian listened intently.

A very simple song, fresh and gentle, so comfortable that it reminds people of the whitest cloud in the sky, and the most fragrant gust of wind when the flowers are in full bloom. The light and warm gentleness sneaks into the heart with the wind, moisturizing things silently. , turned into a voice that would touch his heart when he dreams back at midnight.

Luo Juntian was indeed tired, so he closed his eyes.

At the moment when he was about to fall asleep, he thought to himself, what kind of song would his mother’s voice be most suitable for singing?