Chapter 560: What You Want



Chapter 560: What You Want

When Ning Haoyu and Ning Qianqian were taken away, they had to be wrapped in black linen.

However, even so, the blood still flowed out.

The servants quickly and quietly cleaned up the bloodstains one by one.

The bloody smell in the flower hall was quickly diluted by the natural perfume sprayed on it.

The manor was soon as clean as before.

There was only one place that was still stained with blood.

But no one dared to approach.

·

The sun was shining brightly when Shen Pianpian walked out of the flower hall.

But the light seeped through the layers of blood into her skin, only making the coldness grow deeper and deeper.

Her dazed steps suddenly stopped when she bumped into a warm and quiet chest.

Then the girl raised her face.

She seemed to be frightened when she saw her own blood-stained and disheveled face in the man's blue pupils.

Shen Pianxian lowered her head and began to wipe her face. When her fingers touched her skin, she realized that she was shaking.

Uncontrollable violent trembling.

She tried hard to wipe the blood off her face, but she didn't know that the more she wiped, the more blood appeared on her face, making it look more and more mottled and messy.

The smell of blood rushed into her nostrils, making her movements even more flustered.

Until the man reached out and gently held her wrist.

Skin touching.

The slightly cool touch penetrates from the contacted area into the blood and then into the brain.

It's like the legendary magic that can make people clean.

But the next moment, Shen Pianpian saw the mottled and dirty red blood on her hand, and the man's clean and slender palm that was clearly different from her own.

She suddenly jerked her hand away from him.

Shen Pianxian stammered, lowering his head.

"I, I, I'm going to wash up."

Without waiting for an answer, Shen Pianpian walked past him quickly and ran away as if in a state of panic.

Cheng Zhiyuan frowned slightly, but did not insist on following.

·

Said he was going to wash up.

Shen Pianpian had no idea where she was going.

The manor where I had lived for so many years now seemed like a maze.

When she stopped, she was already standing at the foot of Peacock Mountain.

She looked up at the trees and the sun above her head, sniffed, and began to climb.

The midday sun is not warmer than the winter rain.

However, when she reached the top of the mountain, she was still sweating profusely.

It's probably intuition, or a subconscious sense of security.

When Chen Pianpian stood in front of the tombstone again, the demon-like cruel state and panic-stricken embarrassment had all faded away, leaving only a naked, injured, and truly clean white child standing in front of his mother.

She was clearly unarmed.

She had clearly never done anything evil.

She clearly remembered kindness and innocence.

So she faced the blood on her hands and face, and the painful skin with wood chips embedded in it.

She felt wronged.

A huge grievance.

So she cried.

In the bright sunshine of early summer, Shen Pianpian squatted down and cried loudly.

"I didn't do anything! Why are you doing this to me?!"

"I'm afraid of pain!"

"I also have nightmares. I always dream that the wheel is running over me!"

"My bones are broken and all my blood is gone!"

"Mom, do you know how much pain I'm in?"

"Mom, I didn't do anything! Mom!"

"Why did you make me like this!"

She covered her bloody face with her bloody hands and cried until her nose was running.

"Why did they make me like this?"

"Mother."

·

The wind from the top of the mountain brought with it the faint sound of a girl crying in despair.

At the foot of the mountain, the old man sat in a wheelchair and looked over there for a long time. Finally, a little softness of heartache appeared on his usually cold face.

He turned his head to look behind him and saw Cheng Zhiyuan's profile hidden in the shadow of the tree.

He lowered his head in silence, his expression unclear.

The old man said coldly,

"For the second time, Cheng Zhiyuan, will you still accept my request?"

The man lowered his head and answered calmly,

"I couldn't ask for more."

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