"Let me out! I'm your leader's son, let me go!"
"It hurts so much! Ah! I'm dying! Give me medicine!"
"Damn it, I'm going to kill you!"
Song Yanzhe kept yelling like that after waking up in the evening.
He was locked up in the detention center, but he kept on howling non-stop. His voice became a little hoarse and the police couldn't stand it anymore, but he kept on howling non-stop.
"Song Yanzhe!"
A low voice came.
"Song Sichen."
Song Yanzhe finally stopped wailing when he saw Song Sichen.
He supported his body and struggled to stand up.
His face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and his body was staggering. It was obvious how serious the loss of an arm was. If he hadn't been holding on, he would have fallen in front of Song Sichen.
"What are you going to do? Song Sichen, let me go, let me go quickly."
He was locked in the room and could only look at Song Sichen through the iron bars.
Because of the serious injury, he could not stand up for a while, so he took a few steps back and finally sat on the iron bed next to him.
"Song Yanzhe, if you confess clearly about killing your father and turn yourself in, your sentence will be less. Attempted murder is no small crime. Don't worry, your mother can't save you."
Song Sichen said in a cold voice.
"You, what do you mean? What attempted murder? I've never done it, never. Song Sichen, you're slandering me. This must be your conspiracy. It's you! It's you!"
Song Yanzhe shouted hysterically.
The sound is harsh and unpleasant.
But Song Sichen, who was looking down at Song Yanzhe, still had no expression on his face.
"In the forest, with so many people watching you shoot, if I hadn't saved your father, you would have killed your father."
Song Sichen said in a dry tone.
"Nonsense! I can't possibly do such a thing..."
Song Yanzhe muttered to himself in confusion.
What happened in the forest was in his mind: being captured, being hurt, angry, and in pain. Everything came flooding back to him. His mind was blank, and he seemed to have forgotten everything that had happened.
Recall everything.
"I just wanted to kill you." Song Yanzhe rolled his eyes. "I clearly shot you. I just wanted you dead. I wouldn't be stupid enough to kill Dad. No, it was a wolf, it was a wolf. I didn't mean to kill anyone, I just wanted to kill the wolf."
"You admit it." Song Sichen sneered. "Your crime is still attempted murder. Kill me."
Song Yanzhe opened his eyes wide and realized that he had fallen into Song Sichen's trap.
"You sinister bitch, you brought me in here and framed me with a trumped-up crime. What on earth are you trying to do?" The next moment, his expression suddenly changed, as if he had thought of something. "You...you're the one who wanted to kill Dad."
"You guessed right."
When Song Sichen answered, there was a sinister smile on his lips.
"Sure enough, Song Sichen, you are the culprit."
"It's just the same method your mother used on you." Song Sichen looked at Song Yanzhe who scoffed and replied. "Don't worry, you're out in this life, and the Song family will only be mine. If I were merciful, I might let you and your mother meet. Don't force me, I'll do anything. Maybe you won't even be able to see your mother for the last time."
"No... Song Sichen... No..."
Song Yanzhe's pupils trembled as if there was an earthquake.
Speechless.
Song Sichen suddenly burst into laughter.
It gives me goosebumps.
"Didn't I tell you? If you lose, just shout 'Happy wedding to Shi Ran and Song Si Chen!' Shout!"
Song Yanzhe didn't want to speak. He moved his lips but no sound came out.
"Do you want your mother to accompany you? Or to send your mother off for the last time?"
"I shouted!" Song Yanzhe had no choice but to give in. "Happy wedding to Shi Ran and Song Si Chen."
Song Sichen clapped his hands and nodded.
"I'll consider it. Leave the body intact."
After saying this, Song Sichen turned around, put away the smile on his lips, and a murderous look immediately appeared on his face.
"Song Sichen...Song Sichen..."
Song Yanzhe's hysterical shouts came from behind.
Song Sichen ignored him and left without looking back.
When Grandpa Shi Ran returned to the Shi family, the owner of the milk tea shop had already left. It was getting dark, and he suddenly felt a little more tired.
"I'm back."
Grandpa Shi Ran gave a dry laugh.
The Shi family no longer has much energy to take care of their work.
But so far, he has persevered regardless.
But now I feel I have reached my limit and it is time to hand over this big family to the younger generation.
"Grandpa! You're back!"
Shi Ran was standing at the door of the living room. When he saw his grandfather appear, he immediately supported him.
"Shi Ran..."
Although he is an adult now, he still retains his childhood appearance, making him feel like that little kid.
"Grandpa must be tired. Did you have dinner?"
"The weather has gotten a little colder. You're wearing too little."
Shi Ran's grandfather looked at Shi Ran's nose which had turned a little red and said worriedly.
"In the living room, it's okay! Dad just came back and is in the dining room. Grandpa, let's go check it out too."
Shi Ran said affectionately while holding his grandfather's arm.
"Okay, okay."
Grandpa Shi Ran patted Shi Ran's hand.
Although the hands still look small and fragile, they also give people a sense of stability.
The two of them walked towards the restaurant together, chatting in low voices.
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