Chapter 94 Birds belong only in the sky

The bright moonlight shines on the white jade floor, sparkling like diamonds. The elegant piano sounds echo in the banquet hall. The rich fragrance of osmanthus drifts in the wind. The laughter of the guests is mixed with the crisp sound of toasting. Suddenly, colorful fireworks bloom in the night sky, lighting up the dark night. The

bustle downstairs and the dead silence in the room form a sharp contrast.

The fireworks burning outside the window make Gu Bingchen's face even paler.

"The person in the photo is my mother."

The boy's eyes went dark, his body trembled, his hands and feet suddenly became soft, and in an instant, he seemed to have lost all his strength.

He collapsed at the entrance, the photo frame fell from his hand, and the glass shattered all over the floor.

"What did you say?"

Song Shinan was not a fool. He immediately thought of what Gu Bingchen could think of. His throat seemed to be burned by fire, and he spoke in a hoarse and dry voice: "How could it be?" "

Gu Bingchen! Are you mute? Speak!" Song Shinan half-knelt on the floor, clutching Gu Bingchen's collar, his veins bulged, and his expression became more and more ugly.

"What should I say? That my elder sister was originally a canary raised in the manor? That my elder sister is actually my stepmother? Or that my elder sister is a substitute for my biological mother?"

Gu Bingchen had a blank look on his face, his lips slightly swollen from being bitten and bleeding. He stared at Song Shinan with a hoarse voice. He supported himself on the floor covered with broken glass with one hand and said helplessly: "Song Shinan... Tell me, what should I say? What should I say?!"

Shards of glass were embedded in his flesh and blood, and scarlet liquid flowed down along the glass fragments. His white suit was covered with the bright red of blood, like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow.

"You're injured."

The air was filled with the rusty smell of blood. Song Shinan came to his senses and loosened his grip on Gu Bingchen's collar. His long chestnut hair fell down and tangled his eyelids. His eyes were red and a tear fell on the back of his hand. He gritted his teeth and helped Gu Bingchen up: "Go and treat the wound first, don't let it get inflamed."

His hands were full of sharp glass fragments, and blood kept flowing down, just like Song Shinan's tears that suddenly overflowed. He couldn't stop it. A high-end custom-made white suit was ruined.

"What should I do next?"

Song Shinan's eyes were filled with tears. He opened the home medical kit, took the tweezers, and helped Gu Bingchen remove the glass fragments stuck in his flesh with shaking hands.

The sharp glass fragments were pulled out, and the pain awakened Gu Bingchen's chaotic mind. He looked at the fireworks outside that had not yet stopped, and said, "I want to save her."

"How?" Song Shinan paused.

How could two teenagers, who were not yet adults, get rid of the heavy calculations of adults and rescue the elder sister trapped in the mud.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Gu Bingchen's unspoken words were interrupted by the sound of a heavy object falling from the upper floor. He stood up quickly like a frightened bird, pushed Song Shinan away, picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table, and then, regardless of the wound on his hand that had not yet stopped bleeding, unlocked the door, and strode upstairs.

Song Shinan was splashed with iodine on his hand. Just as he was about to say "What are you doing?", he heard a muffled sound of a stool falling to the ground. He remembered that his sister's room was just above Gu Bingchen's bedroom. His expression suddenly changed. He dropped the cotton swab, got up from the ground, rushed out of the door, and quickly followed Gu Bingchen.

The housekeeper who came up to call for help was bumped by the two teenagers in succession. Before he could react, he heard the sound of Miss Shishi's door being kicked open.

"Gu Yao! What are you doing?!"

The door was not locked. Gu Bingchen and Song Shinan worked together and kicked the door open with all their strength. The scene that came into view made the two teenagers' eyes burst with bloodshot eyes.

Fireworks kept blooming in the night, and the firelight shone in, illuminating the dim room.

The tall man took off his suit jacket, and the white shirt he wore underneath was stained with wine stains. Under him was a woman in a white dress with her hair disheveled.

She pressed one hand against the man's handsome face, which was constantly pressing on her, and kicked the man's waist with both feet. The sound of the stool falling to the ground was the woman accidentally tripping while resisting.

"Pervert!"

The boy rushed forward and forcefully lifted the man's shackles. His roar was drowned out by the noise of fireworks and firecrackers.

Gu Yao was not careful for a moment and was pushed away by Gu Bingchen. He staggered slightly and leaned on the dressing table to stabilize his body.

As if his interest was disturbed, his eyes were cold as ice, his tongue tip pressed against his upper palate, and his eyebrows were wrinkled.

Shishi's white dress was torn to pieces, and her hair, which she usually tied up, was now scattered on her shoulders. Gu Bingchen frowned, pulled up the quilt beside him, and put it on her.

"Ah Chen, what happened to your hand?"

The usually clear and pleasant voice was a little hoarse because of crying for mercy just now. She didn't care about her own situation, and looked at Gu Bingchen's bleeding hands with some heartache.

Gu Bingchen shook his head, protecting Shishi behind him like a wolf cub, and his phoenix eyes were fierce, staring at the beast in human clothing in front of him.

"Who let you in."

Gu Yao rolled up his sleeves, and the blue veins on his arms bulged slightly, obviously suppressing his anger.

"Uncle Gu, aren't you afraid that this will get out and be laughed at by other wealthy families?"

Song Shinan stood at the door with a sharp look in his eyes.

"The kid from the Song family?" Gu Yao snorted coldly, "Why should they give me orders about what I do?"

"Butler, take him downstairs. How can a guest go upstairs without the owner's permission?"

The butler, who was following closely behind the two teenagers, immediately grabbed Song Shinan's wrist and said with a smile, "Mr. Song is looking for you. I'll take Young Master Song downstairs now."

No matter how Song Shinan struggled, he couldn't get rid of the butler's restraint. In the end, he could only watch the door close, blocking his line of sight.

There was silence in the room.

Gu Yao said coldly: "Get out of here too!"

The young man stiffened his neck in resistance: "I won't! Don't even think about bullying my sister again!"

"Sister? What did you call her? Sister?" Gu Yao was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "I didn't raise her to be your sister." "

I don't care! My sister is my sister! You're an old man, a pervert! Don't hurt my sister again!"

"Old man?"

"Pervert?"

Even though he was over 40, Gu Yao, who took good care of himself and worked out regularly, was still as handsome as he was in his early 30s. He approached step by step, and his low voice seemed to be the whisper of the devil. He said

, "As long as you go down, I will allow you to go abroad and meet your mother." Gu Bingchen was stunned, and then quickly came to his senses, staring at the man who was an arm's length away from him, and shouted angrily, "This is not the same thing at all!"

"If you take another step closer, I will cut my wrists."

How could the young man have so many bargaining chips? The only bargaining chip in his hand was his own life!

Gu Bingchen knew that the man would not let him die. He was still looking forward to calling back his mother who was across the ocean through this son.

The sharp fruit knife was against the fair wrist. The man really didn't dare to move. He crossed his arms and looked at Gu Bingchen coldly.

"Go ahead and cut it if you can." Gu Yao raised his eyebrows, and a layer of coldness appeared in his eyes.

He is really the son of that woman. This uncontrollable feeling is exactly the same.

"Achen...don't!"

Shishi tried to grab the knife, but was avoided by Gu Bingchen.

He stared at his wrist with a gloomy face. The sharp fruit knife slid through the layers of skin, and blood gushed out instantly. The already messy white suit was soaked with blood, and the original color could not be seen.

The wound on the palm of his hand had not yet healed, and there were several new cuts on his wrist. He lost too much blood, and Gu Bingchen felt his eyes go dark. The fruit knife slipped out of his hand and fell on the carpet with a muffled sound.

The young man was exhausted, and he fainted due to excessive bleeding. Shishi caught him, and blood was stained on his white skirt.

"So much blood!"

Shishi's eyes widened, turned her head, looked at the man, and cried softly: "Achen needs to go to the hospital immediately..."

Gu Yaorao looked at the deep brother-sister relationship between the two with interest.

"Beg me." He leaned over, pinched the woman's chin with his fingers, and his smile was full of malice.

"Please..." Shishi's eyes were filled with tears, and her red lips opened slightly, "I beg you, save Ah Chen..."

"Not enough." Gu Yao let go of the woman's chin and shook his head, "That's not the way to beg someone."

The light in Shishi's eyes gradually extinguished, and she gently let go of the boy in her arms, took off her white dress, and crawled towards the man like a dog.

The man smiled with satisfaction: "That's right."

...

The sky outside the window was already dawning, Jiang Yunqi pulled open Gu Bingchen's sleeves and looked at his palm and wrist.

"There is no wound." Gu Bingchen put down his sleeves and rubbed the deep red scar on Jiang Yunqi's wrist with his fingertips. A trace of pity flashed in his eyes, "Yours hurts more."

Jiang Yunqi raised his hand, gently stroked Gu Bingchen's eyebrows, and whispered: "Physical pain is no match for the pain in the heart."

Gu Bingchen's eyes were full of sorrow: "I have thought countless times that night, if I had not been so impulsive."

"You are not wrong."

"Later, my sister became a canary raised in the manor and was Gu Yao's open lover."

"I was driven out of the manor and lived in another villa. I could only see my sister once a month at the family gathering."

"The last time I saw her in the manor was in winter."

"She was not as lively as before, her eyes were dull, and only when she saw me and Song Shinan did she smile faintly."

"She wanted to escape, and Song Shinan helped her."

Jiang Yunqi held hands with Gu Bingchen, giving him comfort and warmth.

"How could Song Shinan have any way? Before he escaped from the manor, my sister was caught and brought back. Since then, all the windows in the manor have been covered with iron bars."

"My sister's daily activities were limited to her bedroom. She became a true canary, locked in a cage, and could no longer fly freely."

"It was not until she died that she escaped from the cage, flying in the wind, completely free."

Gu Bingchen will never forget that scene.

It was New Year's Eve, and the manor held another dinner party. Ajie's range of activities expanded a little, but she was always accompanied by a female bodyguard, and no one could get close to her.

"Ah Chen, you've grown taller."

The woman looked at him, with a slight arc at the corner of her lips, as if she was smiling, but there was always sadness between her eyebrows.

"Come in and chat with me."

She walked to the terrace and sat down. The female bodyguard was a little embarrassed to stand against the door.

Shishi said softly: "Ah Chen is his son, there is no need to be so defensive. You go guard outside the door, I won't run away."

The female bodyguard thought for a moment, turned around and walked out of the door. For safety reasons, she did not close the door tightly, leaving a gap.

"Ah Chen will go to high school next year."

It seemed that they were just chatting about family matters, and Shishi's words revolved around him and Song Shinan.

"You can't play around like this after you go to high school. Your studies are the most important thing, understand?"

"Don't fight with Nan Nan, you two should get along well, okay?"

"I don't blame Nan Nan for what happened last time, it's not his fault."

"The winters have been getting colder and colder in the past two years, and I don't know if it will be warmer next spring."

The woman looked at the garden with a smile on her face, but Gu Bingchen just felt uneasy.

He watched Shi Shi walk to the railing of the terrace, and his voice trembled with nervousness: "It's cold outside, let's go inside and talk, okay?"

The boy looked a little pleading.

Shishi shook her head: "The air here is very good."

"Ah Chen, you have to be well, eat well, and grow up well."

"I can only accompany you here. I hope that in the next life, we are really brother and sister."

The next second, she leaned back with her whole body, the smile on her lips became bigger and bigger, tears flashed in her eyes, her lips moved, and she whispered: "I'm sorry, Ah Chen."

Gu Bingchen's eyes were bloodshot, and he strode forward, but he only touched the corner of the woman's skirt. His whole body fell on the railing. If the female bodyguard who heard the noise had not come in and grabbed him, I'm afraid he would have fallen down. There was

a loud "bang".

Someone in the banquet hall ran out to take a look and immediately screamed. The dinner, which was originally full of laughter and joy, fell into complete chaos.

The sound of the rain mixed with the siren of the ambulance. The boy, who was soaked by the rain, rushed upstairs and punched Gu Bingchen in the face.

"Gu Bingchen! What are you doing?!"

"Why didn't you catch her!"

Gu Bingchen looked up and saw Song Shinan, who was crying.