Chapter 393 The Terrifying Castle Owner (53)
On a cold night, a fragile spark burns slowly, like the hope of life, small but impossible to ignore.
The wait was extremely long. An old wall lamp hung on the dim and damp wall of the women's dormitory, and the rusty pointer moved awkwardly and difficultly.
Tick, tick.
Until the dawn light emerges from the layers of black fog, the roosters crow, and all things come back to life.
A safe and thrilling night.
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Even the safest drugs have an impact on the body.
His limbs seemed to be bound by heavy chains, making it impossible to struggle. Just opening his eyelids required all his strength.
Everything that happened last night was still vivid in his mind. Chen Yuan shook his unclear head, and what remained was fear and relief.
That guy Fu Qi is actually so cruel.
If it weren't for Wangzai, she couldn't imagine the consequences.
He was angry and his attitude towards Fu Qi became worse.
But this kid didn't care at all. He accepted all her cold words without refutation.
Chen Yuan would rather he quarreled with her. The way he accepted everything and let himself be beaten and scolded made her feel powerless, like punching cotton.
"Sister, eat."
Fu Qi brought the breakfast he got from the cafeteria, which was a bowl of white porridge. The shredded meat in it was also cooked and looked very soft.
Perhaps he believed deep down that Shen Yuan had no one to rely on and could not escape.
Fu Qi was no longer as crazy as he was last night, and he felt a sense of joy as if everything had settled.
Chen Yuan felt like scolding him again, but at that moment her stomach growled twice.
Fu Qi chuckled, half squatted down, scooped out a spoonful of porridge and brought it to Chen Yuan's lips.
"I've tasted it. Today's porridge is cooked just right. Sister will like it."
Chen Yuan really wanted to imitate the mighty and unyielding heroine in the novel and knock over the bowl of porridge with force.
But my stomach was rumbling with hunger again.
Forget it, we can’t waste food.
"I can do it myself."
In response to Chen Yuan's obvious alienation and resistance, Fu Qi's eyebrows moved, and he obediently handed over the bowl of porridge.
Chen Yuan picked up the spoon, but her right hand was shaking constantly, and she couldn't get it to her mouth despite trying very hard.
Fu Qi was happy to see her helpless appearance and waited for her to come to him for help.
"Sister, how about I feed you? I'd be happy to."
Chen Yuan ignored him and struggled to hold the bowl of porridge and pour it into his mouth.
I have to say, it tastes really good.
The crispy and fragrant shredded pork is wrapped in the bland porridge, and the white rice melts on the tip of the tongue the moment it enters the mouth, which is very good for soothing the stomach that has been empty all night.
"Sister, you look so beautiful even when you drink porridge."
Fu Qi was very close to Chen Yuan, staring carefully at her eyebrows, long eyelashes, and upturned nose, and finally fell on her lips that were stained with porridge.
The rough fingertips fell on the plump lips, gently wiped off the porridge, and put it into his mouth.
Shen Yuan frowned in disgust, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and spoke out in dissatisfaction
“Is it dirty?”
Fu Qi looked innocent: "How is the porridge that my sister drank dirty? I like it very much."
Chen Yuan: .....
"abnormal."
No one can be more sexy than him.
After finishing the porridge in one breath, Chen Yuan put the bowl directly in Fu Qi's hand, pulled the quilt over him, closed his eyes and went to sleep.
She needed time to wear off the effects of the drugs, and Fu Qi didn't know that Wen Yan and his gang were still alive. If he knew, there would be another bloody storm.
I just hope they can hide well and survive until midnight safely.
Chen Yuan wanted to rest, but Fu Qi didn't agree with her.
"Don't sleep, sister. You've been sleeping all day. Let's do something interesting, shall we?"
When Fu Qi said this, he could not hide his excitement, and his eyes were shining.
Chen Yuan's heart skipped a beat, he swallowed unconsciously, and his legs trembled.
"What...what's interesting..."
The smile on Fu Qi's lips widened, and when he finished speaking, he was almost sticking to Shen Yuan. His dense, hot breath went straight into his collar, making him feel itchy.
"Of course..."
He kept it a secret and stuffed something cold into Shen Yuan's palm.
Shen Yuan resisted strongly, and the touch of his palm felt hard, like ice.
Looking down, I saw an ancient-style hair crown with gold thread wrapped around the edge and an emerald inlaid in the middle.
Turning it over, there was a red emblem on the inside of the hair crown. The shape was strange and it was impossible to tell what animal it was.
Typical jewelry for men from wealthy families.
"Is this... your birthday crown?"
"Yes!" Fu Qi's eyes lit up, his little canine teeth swaying under the light, and he pushed the hair crown into Chen Yuan's arms: "I give it to you!"
"I don't want it."
In this situation, how could Shen Yuan possibly retract it? He subconsciously pushed it back.
With a clang, the hair crown fell to the ground, making a crisp shattering sound.
Fu Qi was stunned, even the smile on his lips had not been retracted, and he was visibly panicked.
He immediately bent down to pick it up, held the crown in his arms, and carefully wiped off the dust with his sleeve.
"Yes...I'm sorry."
Chen Yuan didn't expect it to fall to the ground. She felt a little guilty for a moment, but when she thought of the things this brat had done that were not presentable, she suppressed the cheap guilt.
Fu Qi held the hair crown and examined it carefully. A tiny crack appeared on the edge, like a burst of lightning, which destroyed most of its beauty.
"Broken..."
Fu Qi murmured in disbelief, a noticeable blush quickly spread at the corners of his eyes, and he took a heavy breath.
A stray puppy on the roadside foolishly gave the broken bones it regarded as treasures to a passerby who had touched its head, but was kicked away without a care.
Chen Yuan raised her hand with difficulty, looked at Fu Qi who lowered his head and held the hair crown tightly, and curled her fingertips weakly.
The furry head quickly raised up, and Fu Qi looked up at her, with stars twinkling in his eyes.
"It doesn't matter. It's for my sister anyway. You can do whatever you want."
"Since my sister doesn't like it and doesn't want it, then it's meaningless."
After he finished speaking, he raised the hair crown high up and smashed it hard to the ground.
"ah!"
Shen Yuan covered her ears and screamed in fear.
The inlaid emerald fell out, and the remaining hair crown rolled twice and cracked everywhere.
The flying fragments cut Fu Qi's cheek, and a glaring line of blood oozed out instantly.
Shen Yuan hadn't even reacted to his sudden action yet. Her face was pale and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
She knew how important this hair crown was to Fu Qi and what it symbolized.
In his family, birthday bracelets and birthday crowns can be given to young boys and girls they love as tokens of love.
His mother gave the birthday bracelet to his father, and ended up being bedridden and dying of depression.
Fu Qi gave her the birthday crown, but it ended up breaking her hair and cutting her hair to the point of bleeding.
Why bother?
Fu Qi picked up all the fragments, gathered them in his palm and showed them to Chen Yuan.
"Look, sister, I've smashed this useless hair crown. If you don't like it, I'll ask someone to make you a better one."
"Once things here are settled, I'll take you away and we can get married, okay?"
The things in the cemetery were dirty, ugly, and an eyesore, and could easily scare her.
He wanted to see the world outside and see how wonderful it was, so wonderful that his sister always wanted to leave.
Chen Yuan huddled in the corner, hugging her knees, trembling, her face frighteningly pale.
The upper and lower teeth kept knocking against each other and making a rattling sound.
Fu Qi frowned: "Sister, are you afraid of me?"
Chen Yuan shook her head stiffly and took two steps back, putting some distance between herself and Fu Qi: "No...I...I'm just cold."
Upon hearing this, Fu Qi took off his shoes, got on the bed, and hugged her.
The boy's body was like a huge furnace. The heat came from all directions, wrapping up Shen Yuan. Even the cold wind blowing in from the broken window could not invade him at all.
"Hug me, hug me and I won't feel cold anymore."
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