The oxcart stopped in front of the village, and the young man driving it smiled and said, "You live here... I see you have a lot of stuff, how about I help you carry it in?"
Perhaps it was because not many people were heading to the town today, but Su Wei was the only one sitting on the oxcart. The young man was quite talkative, chattering non-stop about his family matters along the way, which was simply Sima Zhao's intention...
Hearing his words, Su Wei quickly waved his hand: "No need."
She jumped off the carriage, paid the fare happily, and walked away quickly.
One Ximen Dong was enough to make Su Wei suffer, and he didn't want to get involved in any more bad romance...
The young man driving the cart sighed, but soon became happy again, at least he knew which village it was from.
The village was still quiet, and the cold wind blew dead leaves onto the ground.
Su Wei quickly returned home, put the basket on the kitchen floor, took a deep breath, and subconsciously glanced at the west room. Although there was a wall between them, Su Wei seemed to feel Chen Yan hiding in the dark and staring at him...
Just thinking about it makes the air feel a little more oppressive.
After busying around in the kitchen, a pot of steaming noodles was soon ready. He carried the bowl and chopsticks into Chen Yan's room...
As soon as she entered the room, Su Wei felt something was wrong. She felt that Chen Yan was emitting a dark aura? The resentment seemed to be even greater than in the morning?
Why is this?
Su Wei didn't know why, she put the noodles on the table, took a bite as usual, and ran away without saying a word.
After returning to the room, she patted her chest, but before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she found something by the door...
There was a piece of wall paint scraped off the door frame. It was a very fresh mark. Su Wei couldn't remember if it had been there before. If it had been there before, it meant that the previous owner had rubbed it off. But if it hadn't been there before, who could it be?
Shen Yan?
Su Wei felt a chill rushing to his forehead.
Could it be that... Chen Yan had entered her room after she left...
Didn't he have a broken leg? How could he still walk?
No, Chen Yan’s broken leg was the original owner’s memory, but it had been broken for such a long time, could it not be healed?
Oh my God, if it was true, and he could really leave, then what was he planning to do hiding behind the door while she was away?
Su Wei's body was covered with goose bumps. Staring at the dilapidated door, he felt cold sweat all over.
She didn't know how far Chen Yan had recovered, nor did she know if she would be killed silently by this guy while she was asleep. Given the relationship between the original owner and this guy, this was very likely.
Su Wei was not in the mood to eat. She walked around the room, thinking about running away, but she quickly gave up the idea.
The original owner had memories of fleeing famine in his mind. Nowadays, if you run away rashly, you will be a refugee. In ancient times when transportation and information were not well developed, such people would be sold and killed on the road and buried in the deep mountains and forests, and might never see the light of day again.
Moreover, she was a weak woman, and it was such a cold winter. Even if she had money to go out, she would only die.
She couldn't leave the Shen family yet, so she could only find ways to save more money and make plans after she understood the situation.
After eating the tasteless noodles, Su Wei cleaned up her own bowl and chopsticks. As for Chen Yan's, she left it there. She didn't want to see him at all now.
Although Chen Yan was very pitiful, Su Wei should sympathize with herself first. She might even get her head chopped off by Chen Yan in her sleep tonight...
Su Wei pondered for a while, then went to get a lock. Before going to bed, he ran to Chen Yan's room and secretly locked it. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he turned his head and found that the dilapidated window next to him had been opened at some point. Under Chen Yan's messy hair, those beautiful, cold eyes stared at him for who knows how long...
Su Wei “…”
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