Chapter 43 Chapter 43 "Yao Yingxia, congratulations, you are free...
Yao Yingxia began to have recurring fevers, and even though the doctor gave her a very detailed full-body examination, he could not find the cause of the disease.
Shen Xingchuan was already in a state of panic. His eldest brother was in the ICU, his second sister was in the psychiatric department, his nephew fell on his head and lost his memory, and his little niece had a high fever.
As the only healthy member of the family, he was constantly running back and forth between the company and the hospital, leaving him with little time to rest. It wasn't that he didn't have any, but he was worried about her condition. He had been suffering from insomnia for days, and only occasionally, when he was exhausted, could he get a short nap.
But it is obvious that the eldest brother was injured more seriously.
But now his feelings towards Shen Changhe have become complicated. Whenever Yao Yingxia has a high fever, the hatred in his heart grows. He blames his brother for meddling in his affairs, and now he has it to himself.
He would occasionally be frightened by his own twisted mentality. After all, Shen Changhe had raised him and treated him well in the past.
But now he is so biased.
Shen Xingchuan was terrified that something might happen to his niece, and his daily fears were shrouded in dread. The brief intervals between visits to Yao Yingxia became his only daily comfort. Before each visit, he would dispatch medical staff to get Xu Nian away.
Yao Yingxia often smelled the scent of mint mixed with pine and sandalwood first, and then a hand would stroke her cheek.
He seemed to enjoy touching her, almost to the point of not letting go, repeating in her ears every day like a tape recorder: "Little niece, get well soon."
She felt a headache when she heard this name, and occasionally she would talk nonsense, muttering "Mom, save me" or "Mom, it hurts."
Every time this happened, she could hear the man's painful intake of breath or a sigh.
This was Yao Yingxia's punishment for him, cutting his heart into pieces.
He caught her tears countless times.
Her tears were obviously cold, but he felt they were hot.
As if to get a respite from the extreme pain, Shen Xingchuan would occasionally kiss her. He licked her pale lips bit by bit until they became rosy.
He is very good at making excuses for himself. His little niece hates him so much. If she finds out that she is treated like this when she is sick, she will be so angry that she will speed up her recovery.
Later, occasional became frequent.
But most of the time Yao Yingxia's mind was groggy, and she thought she was dreaming. In the dream, there was a puppy that kept licking her mouth.
Occasionally, Yao Yingxia would wake up from the kiss, stare at him blankly for a while, and then slap his face softly.
The force was almost the same as caressing. Shen Xingchuan would move his face closer and ask her to continue hitting him. Usually, she would just glare at him and continue sleeping.
After so many times, Xu Nian finally came back and saw them. She saw the man leaning very close to Xia Xia's face, and raised his voice in disbelief and asked, "Xiaochuan? What are you doing?"
Fortunately, he heard the door open and reacted quickly, otherwise Xu Nian would have seen her so-called brother-in-law kissing her daughter.
Shen Xingchuan said calmly, "My niece was talking in her sleep just now. I want to hear what she said."
His expression was natural, and he showed no guilt at all. Even though Xu Nian had a moment of doubt, he dispelled it and asked, "What did Xia Xia say?"
He lowered his eyes and looked at his niece's bloody lips: "She's calling for her mother."
Xu Nian's heart tightened again: "It's been a month, why hasn't Xia Xia recovered yet?" She continued to mutter to herself, "Seeing Qingyuan fall from the mountain with her own eyes, and then learning that Qingyuan has lost his memory, is this such a big shock to Xia Xia?"
He didn't accept this reason: "Maybe it's not because of Qingyuan. I will consult with another expert."
Xu Nian was very grateful: "Thank you for your trouble, Xiaochuan. It's not a solution to continue burning like this."
Xu Nian’s worry was also his worry. Anyone who had a fever repeatedly like this would be exhausted. His little niece was already very thin.
If he could turn back time, he would know that his indulgence that night would lead to such serious consequences. Even if he drank a few more glasses of aphrodisiac, he would have stopped at the brink and only tried a few more times.
Yao Yingxia didn't know the extent of the guilt he felt in his heart. She felt that her physical condition was not too bad, so she could only grit her teeth and persevere.
After all, with Shen Xingchuan's methods, if he wanted to forcibly keep her, she would have almost no room to resist.
Time quickly came to August. After another doctor's consultation, Xu Nian was called away for a talk, and Shen Xingchuan came to her again.
He seemed to have a disease that made him feel uncomfortable if he didn't kiss her, even though she looked so weak and sick.
But he couldn't help it.
Just like every time night came, he would recall the scene of that night, and be deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate himself. He wanted so much to be close to her again, and he was restless day and night, and was eager to do it.
Kissing her was the only way to provide some relief, but he was becoming less and less satisfied.
Her nose was gently pinched, making it hard for her to breathe. She subconsciously opened her mouth, and he took advantage of the opportunity to enter.
Until she closed her eyes and began to cry, her hand unconsciously grabbed his arm and whispered "Save me".
He really needed to go out and take a breath, and he almost ran away. The moment he opened the door, he suddenly remembered that he had left his cell phone. Shen Xingchuan closed the door and turned around.
I saw my little niece lying with her back to me, wiping her mouth desperately. After wiping for a while, she seemed to feel that it was not clean enough, so she reached out to grab the wet wipes on the cabinet and found a black mobile phone lying there.
She seemed to realize something, her body stiff and she didn't dare to look back. She slowly withdrew her hand that was about to take the wet wipes, and slowly lay down and closed her eyes.
This kind of self-deception behavior seems to only deceive oneself.
Shen Xingchuan walked up to her quietly and found that she looked almost exactly the same as when she was sleeping.
It turns out that his niece is also a top ten actress, and she is capable of manipulating him at will.
It's hard for her to be so reluctant and yet have to be sucked by him every day.
A rustling sound came from her ears, and Yao Yingxia's heart tightened.
Soon Shen Xingchuan pulled out a wet towel and slowly wiped her mouth. She didn't dare open her eyes. He wiped for a long time until her lips felt sore. Finally, she heard him say, "Little niece, I've cleaned it for you."
He paused, as if asking for her opinion: "Can I kiss you?"
Before she could say no, Shen Xingchuan had already lowered his head.
Yao Yingxia was obviously frightened by him. She bit his lips fiercely, using great strength, but he did not dodge. When she finally let go after tasting blood, he slowly stood up and smiled at her: "Are you relieved?"
His lip was bitten into a gap, which was bright red and scary, just like a vampire. Yao Yingxia wished she could faint and escape from this dangerous situation.
There was fear in her eyes, her lips were tightly pursed, and she looked timid. It was really terrible. Shen Xingchuan finally couldn't laugh anymore and left the room without saying a word.
Perhaps because of the stimulation, Yao Yingxia had a fever of 40 degrees Celsius that night, which was unprecedented in a long time. It seemed like a warning to him, warning him to stay as far away from her as possible, otherwise she would burn to ashes.
Shen Xingchuan hadn't appeared for several days, but she didn't dare to relax and decided to "ignite" herself one last time.
While Xu Nian went home to pack his clothes, Yao Yingxia went into the bathroom again and took a cold shower.
She has been weak since she was a child and cannot catch a cold. Even in midsummer, she cannot withstand the invasion of cold water, not to mention that she has set the air conditioner temperature to the lowest.
When she came out of the bathroom, she was shivering with cold, and the cold wind outside made her dizzy.
She hurried to the bed, wanting to lie down before she fainted, but she heard someone calling her from behind: "Little niece."
Such a cold voice seemed to be lower than the temperature of the air conditioner.
Yao Yingxia turned back stiffly and saw Shen Xingchuan leaning against the wall near the bathroom door, staring at her without blinking. She hadn't noticed him when she left the room, so he must be seriously ill.
Yao Yingxia's head hurt even more.
His expression was not that ugly, but it gave people a strong sense of oppression. Yao Yingxia wanted to run away, but he blocked the door, which was obviously not a feasible plan.
So she froze where she was, as if she was afraid of angering him.
The bathroom door was slightly ajar. He walked over and kicked it. He didn't use much strength, but the crisp sound still frightened her.
Shen Xingchuan paused briefly at the door and indeed could not feel any heat inside.
She had clearly just finished taking a shower, but according to the camera at the door, she had been in the bathroom for at least twenty minutes.
Shen Xingchuan strode towards her, and before Yao Yingxia could react, his hand had already touched her wet hair, which was cold to the touch.
This was the reason for her niece's frequent fevers. She was willing to do this, even if it meant hurting herself, just to make him regret it and give up.
Shen Xingchuan's heart finally sank completely.
Seeing him clench his fist, unclench it, and clench it again, Yao Yingxia retreated with a pale face. Shen Xingchuan did not chase after her immediately. He turned off the air conditioner first, and then approached step by step: "So my niece likes taking cold showers."
He smiled, but there was no smile on his face: "I happen to like it too, maybe we can be together."
She naturally rejected the proposal: "No need."
He seemed to be extremely angry, with heartache and anger intertwined on his face, making him look even more terrifying.
Yao Yingxia didn't expect things to develop to this point. It almost made all her previous efforts go to waste. Shen Xingchuan had clearly been here this morning. He rarely appeared twice a day. How could he appear out of nowhere and just happen to run into her when she went in to take a shower?
Yao Yingxia pursed her lips and asked, "Are you spying on me?"
He did not deny it, as if it was a matter of course: "Otherwise, do you want to drag yourself to death like this, and then I will be buried with you?" Then Shen Xingchuan walked to the locker, picked up the fruit knife on it, drew the knife out of its sheath, and walked towards her again.
Yao Yingxia had no doubt that he would kill her. Even though her body was very weak, she turned around in an instant with the instinct of survival, rushed to the bedside and wanted to press the nurse's bell.
But Shen Xingchuan was much more agile than her. Before Yao Yingxia could reach out her hand, he grabbed her and pressed her onto the bed.
The familiar scent of mint mixed with pine and sandalwood came over, but this time it was cold and bloodless.
Her fear was obvious, her pale lips parted as if to scream, but no sound came out.
Shen Xingchuan was visibly excited, and all the muscles in his body were tense. She thought the terrible thing that happened that day would happen again, but Shen Xingchuan just stuffed the knife into her hand and pointed at his chest: "Why don't you just kill me? It will save you from hurting yourself like this, and it will torture you and me."
Seeing her stunned look, he beckoned: "Xia Xia, come on, I won't hide."
But in the end, she just threw the knife to the ground and shook her head: "I still have a good life ahead of me."
He's not worth it.
The fact that she was still so lucid at this moment made him look even more crazy and ridiculous.
Shen Xingchuan was finally defeated by her and asked with a gloomy face: "What do you want to do?"
She decided to throw in the towel and told him plainly, "I want nothing to do with you anymore."
A glimmer of light flashed in his dark eyes, as if tears were about to form. Yao Yingxia just blinked, and the light disappeared without a trace. Coupled with his expressionless face, it made people suspect that it was all an illusion.
After a long time, Shen Xingchuan finally spoke: "Yao Yingxia, congratulations, you are free."
Then he smiled and cursed: "I wish you all the bad luck, no one to rely on, and misfortunes never come alone."
He kissed the girl's forehead under her stunned gaze: "When you are at your wit's end, you are welcome to come back to me."
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