Fu Xiuchen's voice was hoarse: "Have you remembered anything?"
Tang Yaoyao looked down into the hallway and said, "If I check the security camera footage at home, I'll know if I'm having a sleepwalking episode."
At this moment, Tang Yaoyao felt very uneasy, and her breathing became rapid.
She didn't know what had happened, but she was covered in blood, and her older brother had come; something serious must have occurred.
At this moment, Tang Shengze also perked up and said coldly, "Go check the surveillance video."
"yes."
Soon, the security guard retrieved the surveillance video from the room that night, copied it, and took it to Tang Yaoyao's room.
Fu Xiuchen took it and opened it.
The captured video shows a moment when Tang Yaoyao appeared.
She closed her eyes and walked back and forth in the corridor, as if something was commanding her to move forward. When she reached the stairwell, she opened her eyes and looked around blankly.
After that, I went downstairs and went to the living room.
Sitting on the sofa, I peeled an apple with a fruit knife.
After peeling the apple, I took the apple and the fruit knife and went out the door.
The handle of that fruit knife was very unique, featuring a dragon totem. Even though the surveillance video wasn't very clear, Fu Xiuchen still recognized it at a glance.
The hilt of the knife and the murder knife stuck in Jin Cheng's chest are the same one.
He took a deep breath.
Tang Yaoyao realized something, turned to look at him, and grabbed his hand tightly: "Brother, did I hurt someone? Tell me, who did I hurt?"
Upon seeing this, Tang Shengze quickly walked in and comforted her anxious heart: "Yaoyao, don't worry, don't worry, perhaps things are not like this."
However, reality is quite cruel.
The surveillance footage showed her rushing back, going upstairs, entering her room, and closing the door.
Fu Xiuchen couldn't bear to tell her.
One is his younger brother, and the other is his younger sister; to him, they are both equally dear.
He never imagined that such a fantastical thing would actually happen to Yao'er.
After thinking for a while, he shook his head, still not believing it.
Muttering to myself, I tried to find reasons to convince myself: "How could a sleepwalker drive on the road and then have so much strength that he could find his way home..."
Tang Yaoyao held his hand tightly. Although she didn't want to admit it, some things were just like that.
“Brother, sleepwalkers can drive. In 2003, a nurse in Denver suffered from sleepwalking. In the middle of the night, she sleepwalked and drove her own car in 20-degree weather, wearing only a thin nightgown. She parked the car on the side of the road and then urinated at an intersection. When the police arrived, she even became violent towards them. Afterward, she had no recollection of the incident.”
These words plunged Fu Xiuchen into despair.
If Yao'er knew that she had hurt Jin Cheng while sleepwalking, would she still be so calm and say such things?
"Yao'er, your word doesn't count. Come with me to the hospital for a check-up and a shower. I'll wait for you outside."
Tang Yaoyao looked at the cold aura between his brows and felt a sudden pain in her heart. Without asking any more questions, she got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
Fu Xiuchen left the room and went downstairs to the living room to wait.
The maid was cleaning the room, but even so, the smell of blood had not completely disappeared.
"Young Master Fu, what happened to my daughter?"
Fu Xiuchen looked up at him, not wanting him to worry, nor wanting Yao'er to know about this, and replied, "Yao'er went out unconsciously and killed the sheep that the neighbor was raising in the backyard. She probably wanted to make some mutton soup for someone. It's nothing, don't worry."
Upon hearing this, Tang Shengze finally breathed a sigh of relief, no longer as tense as before.
However, Tang Yujiao felt something was amiss and asked in a low voice, "Was it really a sheep that was killed?"
Fu Xiuchen's eyes grew cold as he looked at her, his chilling aura almost suffocating. He raised an eyebrow: "Otherwise, what does Miss Tang think?"
Tang Yujiao was intimidated by his gaze, lowered her head, and said nothing more.
In the bathroom.
Tang Yaoyao was taking a shower and had no memory of what had just happened.
It's just a heart, yet it aches inexplicably.
Ring ring ring...
In the bedroom, her cell phone rang.
She quickly dried herself off, wrapped herself in a bath towel, and came out.
A chill swept in, and looking out the window, I saw the rain was getting heavier.
The phone kept flashing. She quickly walked over, picked it up, and saw the caller ID: Xiao Lao Si Er.
It's my fourth brother.
The fearful heart seemed to have found a safe harbor.
After the call connected, she said softly, "Why are you calling so late?"
Over there, Xiao Jinhan was driving over.
Even with the accelerator pressed down the whole way, I was still worried.
Hearing her voice, he relaxed considerably, took a long breath, and then whispered, "Sixteen."
His voice was hoarse and full of worry.
Tang Yaoyao was slightly taken aback: "What's wrong with you?"
"Are you alright? Wait for me at home, I'm on my way."
As Tang Yaoyao listened, that feeling of helplessness and unease returned, and she frowned: "Fourth Brother, you know about this too?"
Xiao Jinhan didn't know much about her and was worried that saying too much would hurt her: "Wait for me, I'll be right there."
"My older brother is here too."
"I know."
Upon hearing this, Tang Yaoyao's eyes showed even greater doubt: "Okay, I'll wait for you."
downstairs.
Fu Xiuchen waited quietly, every minute and every second was torture for him.
He didn't know how Fu Jincheng was doing; he had bled a lot at the time.
He took his phone out of his damp pocket, pulled a piece of paper from the coffee table, and wiped the slightly wet screen dry. There wasn't a single WeChat message from his younger brothers on it.
They are all busy right now.
No news is good news.
Tang Yujiao has a keen eye for detail; she noticed his slightly trembling hand at a glance.
Fu Xiuchen swallowed hard and opened Fu Sinan's chat window.
He typed out a message: Fifth brother, how is your second brother?
I hesitated to press the send button.
Just then, the sound of footsteps treading through the rain came from behind.
He looked up and saw Xiao Jinhan holding an umbrella, his expression no better.
After closing the umbrella, he asked, "Where's Sixteen?"
"Taking a bath."
Xiao Jinhan remained silent.
The fact that his second brother is on the verge of death is undoubtedly a disaster for all the brothers.
Fu Xiuchen, worried that he might let something slip, whispered, "Yao'er suffers from sleepwalking, and it relapsed tonight. She hurt our neighbor's sheep. Fourth brother, you've been with her for so long, are you aware of her condition?"
How could Xiao Jinhan not understand the meaning behind his words?
The second brother got into trouble, and the eldest brother planned to keep it from the sixteenth brother.
However, he simply couldn't believe that Yao'er would harm his second brother.
Even if it is sleepwalking, how could it possibly harm my second brother?
His voice was cold and stern: "Have you investigated thoroughly?"
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