Chapter 59: If the young master from the South gets angry, you can hit him; he won't retaliate...
The clothes smelled sweet and rich, even more so than in the bedroom.
Li Xin held it, laughing as he kept sniffing it. Blood and tears streamed down his face, leaving a horrifying red mark. His pupils were also red. He rubbed his clothes vigorously.
Young master, his young master.
A vibrant young master.
It's still there.
Hahahaha.
Li Xin laughed wildly, overjoyed and excited, almost delirious.
Following Li Xin, Su Han came down, followed by Xu Sibai and Xu Yu.
Ignoring Li Xin's uncontrollable laughter, the three of them stared wide-eyed at their surroundings, scrutinizing every trace of life left behind.
My head was buzzing, and I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. My consciousness was dizzy, and I was panting.
Overwhelmed by extreme joy and sorrow, my vision blurred, and I had to clench my teeth to try and regain my senses.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
Very good.
Very good.
No matter what the reason, as long as Jinmu is still here, as long as he is still alive, that's good enough.
Li Xin laughed for a while, his eyes were dark and frightening, and the corners of his lips were still upturned. He carefully hugged the clothes in his arms, quickly went up to the ground floor of the greenhouse, and then to the third floor.
I carefully placed the clothes on the bed, arranged them neatly, and then quickly turned around and took out the glass cabinet that had been hidden.
The cabinet was well-sealed. He lowered his eyes, his dark eyebrows staring intently, and gave a strange twitch at the corner of his mouth, preparing to call someone to inspect it.
But the moment he opened it, Li Xin suddenly realized—
No need to test anymore.
In the height of summer, although the glass cabinet was sealed, the temperature was too high. More than a month passed, and the dark human figure inside the glass cabinet did not change at all.
She remained curled up, her wrist adorned with a charred metal positioning bracelet.
This is a mannequin.
This is not his young master.
Li Xin laughed again, as if unleashing all the laughter he had held in for the past month. His chest vibrated, and the corners of his mouth curled up as he stared at the charred, black human figure, his expression both horrified and insane.
He touched the metal bracelet with his fingertips, slowly took it off, stared intently with his scarlet eyes, and struggled to breathe.
...On the day of the fire, the young master said that he would wait for him to come back, that he would not leave him, that he would not lie to him, and that he could trust him.
It's all a lie! It's all a hoax!
He will never believe a single word again.
Li Xin smiled, clenching the bracelet tightly, but tears seemed uncontrollable, mingling with blood, dripping scarlet onto the blood droplets on her chest.
Li Xin took a few breaths, picked up the drop of blood, felt a chilling and strange sensation, and intimately approached it, licking away the blood and tears on it.
He put that drop of blood in his mouth, licking it wetly and strangely, his tongue curling up as if he were licking and biting the blood's owner, his young master, into his mouth as well, biting down on it tightly.
He grinned wildly.
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Li Xin returned to the basement of the greenhouse, where the three members of the Xu family were still inspecting the place.
Li Xin opened the closet and saw that there were still clothes inside. He took out a piece of clothing, held it carefully, and occasionally brought it close to sniff it.
Confirm the sweet aroma above.
Confirming the young master's freshness.
The display screen had just been turned on and was still steadily showing the view outside the greenhouse.
Judging from the location, the surveillance camera is roughly at a corner diagonally opposite the original entrance to the greenhouse, allowing a clear view of the inside of the greenhouse through the door or glass.
Later, the glass wall of the greenhouse was removed, and according to the surveillance footage, the greenhouse was now completely exposed, with everything clearly visible.
Li Xin's lips tightened as he stared.
The young master was right there, watching him search, watching him go mad, watching him like a lost soul no one wanted, yet he wouldn't come out.
Li Xin held the clothes, buried the lower half of her face in them, her lips turned down pitifully and aggrievedly, and she rubbed her nose against the clothes.
Then I suddenly realized—
The young master is not here.
They can't see his pitifulness, and they don't feel sorry for him.
Li Xin's downturned lips retracted, he gripped his clothes, his eyes were dark and viscous, and he tugged at the corners of his mouth again, making a strange upward curve.
He didn't do a good enough job.
The young master was right under the greenhouse. He had already dug a meter. He only needed to dig a little bit more.
That way, they could trap the young master directly in the basement of the greenhouse.
But he gave up.
They even backfilled the greenhouse soil.
Li Xin raised the corners of his lips, his eyes smiling, yet tinged with a chilling red.
It was his fault; he was just not smart enough.
It's all for nothing that the young master had to endure so much down there.
Li Xin laughed again, his head buzzing, his heart pounding violently, each beat hitting him hard.
Regret, excitement, ecstasy.
There's also an urgent, anxious, and restless desire to connect with real people.
All sorts of emotions intertwined and mixed together, making him almost bizarre and terrifying, like a madman.
The three members of the Xu family ignored him and carefully examined every corner of the basement room of the flower house, each experiencing their own joy and irrationality.
The joy of regaining something lost can almost overwhelm a person, causing them to lose their senses.
They weren't much better off.
Su Han carefully examined her surroundings.
There is insufficient air in the underground level. The generator is connected to an oxygen generator, but it is a small oxygen generator and is not connected to oxygen tubes and oxygen masks like in hospitals. It simply disperses the oxygen into the air.
The concentration might be insufficient, so oxygen cylinders were also provided nearby, some of which were already empty.
Su Han touched each of the four corners of the wall, patting and tapping everywhere, examining it closely to make sure that everything around her was solid and there were no hollows.
There are no roads around.
Su Han said, "If Jin Mu wants to get out, she must go through the vertical passage in the greenhouse. That's the only way."
Su Han thought for a moment, "When the greenhouse caught fire, Jin Mu went into the basement. After the fire was extinguished, he wanted to leave. When did he... leave?"
Judging from the rate at which oxygen cylinders were used, Jinmu must have stayed here for about a month.
That is, not long after they left.
When did you leave?
Su Han pursed her lips. During this time, she and Yu Yuxu and Si Bai had been living here day and night, and they hadn't noticed anything amiss.
Su Han lowered her eyes, sighed softly, and closed them tightly.
Li Xin still held the clothes in front of him, also thinking about the time when the young master left.
The clothes in her arms were pressed down by his forearm, resting against her waist and abdomen.
Li Xin looked down at his waist and remembered the drag marks on his body after he regained consciousness in the greenhouse on the day he had a high fever and was delirious.
His eyes were growing increasingly dark, and he frowned slightly, but couldn't remember anything. He felt a dull, aching pain in his head.
.
at night.
Li Xin lay on the bed, holding the clothes he had brought up from the basement of the greenhouse, burying himself in them, his consciousness fading.
It seemed like I was half-asleep, and even in my dream I was somewhat confused.
It looks like it's constantly spinning.
"Don't pull it so tight, it's uncomfortable."
It's that dream again.
A clear, crisp voice rang in my ears, and the chaotic dream abruptly ceased. A fair figure, as white as snow and jade, appeared on the scorched earth of the flower room.
Her beauty was pure and lovely, captivating and alluring.
Li Xin's heart suddenly skipped a beat, he held his breath, and stared straight ahead.
...Young Master.
He had obeyed before, even though he was unwilling and resentful, he obediently let go and didn't come any closer.
But the young master still left.
Young master.
Li Xin stepped forward, his arms tightened, his muscles taut, and he lunged forward suddenly.
"Hmm."
Li Xin made a movement instinctively, quickly and heavily, causing the bed to creak slightly, but his outstretched arm abruptly fell to the ground.
It was completely empty, with nothing there.
Li Xin woke up with a start, opened his eyes, his breathing became rapid, and a sharp pain shot through his head.
It's like being trapped inside some kind of enclosure; nothing seems quite clear.
Li Xin closed his eyes, pressed his brow, and a deep meaning flashed in his dark eyes.
Today, I may have been in too much contact with the soil and the impact was too great. In my dreams, I kept seeing that scorched earth in the glass greenhouse.
Li Xin took a few deep breaths and glanced at the time; it was still midnight.
He carried the clothes in his arms downstairs to the flower room.
First, carefully put the clothes aside, then turn around and stare at the dug-out ground.
Last time, we used an excavator to dig, and the ground was leveled. This time, we dug with manual shovels, only digging a large area around the soil layer where it didn't adhere, and then going deeper.
There are areas around the greenhouse that have not been dug up at all.
Scattered scorched earth.
Li Xin's eyes held an unreadable expression. He stared intently for a while, then twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.
He bent over, lying flat on the ground, and used his arms to pull his body forward.
A few minutes later, stand up and observe your waist and abdomen.
He woke up on the floor of the greenhouse that morning, and there were drag marks on his waist and below.
If you lift your upper body and forcefully thrust your arms forward, there should also be drag marks on the inside of your forearm.
Li Xin raised his hand and stared at the red marks on his pale arm.
But that morning... it seems not.
There were no drag marks on my arms.
There wasn't even much soil on my hands.
How did he climb up?
Li Xin frowned, tilted his head, and stared at the scene with a sharp, menacing gaze, like a wild beast, fierce and dangerous.
He turned around and looked at the ground he had dragged behind him. The soil was backfilled and not very compacted. The surface was loose, and he left a shallow, long trail as he moved forward.
...Were there similar marks that day?
Li Xin tried to recall, but his temples throbbed with a throbbing pain, and his thoughts seemed locked up; he couldn't remember anything.
Li Xin lowered his eyes, gathered the clothes placed beside him, and led them down to the basement of the greenhouse. He closed the passage door from the inside and started the generator and oxygen generator.
There was a simple shower room. He washed off the mud, grabbed his clothes, and lay down on the single folding iron bed.
It's very hard.
The young master slept like that for a month.
Li Xin pursed his lips, his eyes darkening further, and then raised a slight smile.
He wouldn't choose a bed like that. He would spread out thick, soft, and muscular bedding, layer upon layer, and press the young master into it so that no matter how hard he tries, it won't hurt.
Li Xin chuckled softly, nuzzled the clothes she was holding, and bit down hard with her teeth.
After the passageway door closed, the oxygen in the room became slightly thin, causing a feeling of oxygen deprivation and a sense of confusion to rise in my head.
Li Xin buried her face deeper into her clothes, the faint sweet fragrance making the suffocating feeling even more pronounced, leaving her in a daze.
"Don't pull it so tight, it's uncomfortable."
A familiar voice.
Familiar phrases.
With his brain lacking oxygen, everything reverted to instinct. Li Xin stared greedily at the young master, unwilling to let go, but if he got too close, the young master would disappear, so he obediently retreated.
He needs to be obedient.
The obedient young master will not leave.
"Stay with me."
His voice was low and hoarse.
"Mmm," a soft voice responded.
"Step back."
"Close your eyes."
The resentment churned within him, Li Xin's breathing quickened, and his heart pounded with unease. He closed his eyes and did as instructed.
"Young Master, don't go."
"Um."
The voice agreed.
But the next moment, a few footsteps were heard, and without hesitation, they turned and went outside.
He still wants to leave!
No, no!
Li Xin's nerves were taut, frantically tense, as if a string had snapped. A sharp pain shot through his brain, and he lunged forward, grabbing the other person's knee and calf, his voice urgent.
"Don't go, young master, don't go."
She had clearly agreed to his request.
He pulled Xueyu's figure back, and she seemed to pause slightly before squatting down and pressing her hand against the back of her neck.
A warm fingertip gently brushed across, responding once again.
"Yes, I'm not leaving."
Before the slightest touch of coldness reached my neck, my head suddenly felt heavy, and my consciousness was plunged into complete darkness, completely shut down.
"...Ugh!"
Insufficient oxygen, a feeling of suffocation fills the blood vessels, the brain receives limited oxygen, and it feels like breaking free of some kind of shackles.
Li Xin suddenly opened his eyes.
His breathing was scattered, and the more he gasped for breath, the harder it became to breathe. His chest felt constricted, yet his mind remained incredibly clear.
Young master.
ha.
Li Xin, lacking oxygen, revealed a deep, strange smile, carrying a chilling undertone.
He caught it.
He clearly caught it.
The young master said he wouldn't leave, that he would stay with him.
He has become obedient and compliant.
But the young master still left.
Ha ha ha ha.
Li Xin smiled sinisterly, his scarlet lips curving upwards, looking eerily inhuman. He picked up the drop of blood on his chest and licked it greedily.
It was damp and sickly.
Being obedient is useless, being compliant is useless.
He couldn't keep his young master.
Li Xin bit down on the drop of blood, his tongue lingering around it, as if he wanted to taste the blood but couldn't bear to, so he just kept licking it.
He wants to find the young master and bring him back.
They stick together day and night, bound together, and entangled together without ceasing.
Ha ha.
Li Xin curled his lips, his eyes were deep and dark, his pupils were red and eerily terrifying, and he revealed a chilling smile.
Licking the drops of blood, his posture was intimate and gentle.
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The underground level was discovered, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The Xu family members found Su's parents and asked, "How did you manage to adopt Jinmu back then?"
Mr. and Mrs. Su had strange expressions and forced a smile.
They've always claimed to the outside world that Su Jinmu is their biological daughter, so it's truly unexpected that things would change like this.
Su Han was getting anxious and took a few steps closer. "Tell me, how did you adopt Jin Mu?"
Years ago, she and Si Bai searched everywhere for orphanages and welfare homes near Jingzhou, but they couldn't find them.
Later, they gradually began to look for opportunities in the surrounding areas of Jingzhou.
Unexpectedly, Mu Mu was actually in Jingzhou.
Su Han's eyes were anxious, and Xu Sibai was also watching closely. Su's father wiped his forehead and slowly said, "Back then, I found a fortune teller who said... said I would have a second child."
"You'll have good fortune after you have a second child."
"But since we didn't have the child, we adopted one."
Su's father wiped his forehead.
"Which orphanage? Which welfare home?" Xu Sibai asked urgently, his refined demeanor gone, replaced by urgency.
"It's a rather remote orphanage in Jingzhou."
“We’ve searched all over Jingzhou, but we can’t find it!” Xu Sibai approached.
Father Su: "..."
Mr. Su's eyes darted around for a moment, "That orphanage has some connection with our Su family. They told us in advance that a child was going to be sent there."
He is physically healthy and mentally sharp, with no major problems.
He was rescued from a stinking ditch.
When the child was found, he was almost drowning.
The harsh environment led to the infection.
A kind passerby rescued the child and, following the direction he was going, placed the child in a small town on the outskirts of Jingzhou, paying for a hospital stay for a period of time.
They then called the police and asked the child his name and where he lived, but he couldn't remember.
They can only be sent to an orphanage.
The small town's orphanage had limited capacity, so the children were transferred to Jingzhou, which happened to be the one connected to the Su family.
The dean knew that the Su family wanted to adopt a child.
The child who was about to be delivered was healthy, smart, and had no problems. We contacted the Su family immediately.
The Su family arrived very quickly.
The Su family's car arrived just as the child was being dropped off at the orphanage.
The child is so beautiful, with big, clear eyes and a lovely, innocent look.
Upon seeing this, Mr. and Mrs. Su made a decision almost immediately to bring the child back to the Su family home.
Time was too tight, so Su Jinmu didn't even get to enter the Jingzhou Orphanage to make a record, and the small town was full from the beginning, so there was no file for him there either.
One trip back and forth.
There is absolutely no record of him in the orphanage.
The dean himself didn't even get a clear look at the child.
Su's parents took him back and asked him what he remembered and what his name was.
The child just shook his head and said—
"My name is Mumu."
So Mu Mu became Su Jinmu.
Su Han was somewhat dazed. They had searched for so long, but she never expected...
Su Han felt a tightness in her chest and took a deep breath.
It's alright. Although it was a twist of fate, Mumu might have been in danger if she hadn't been saved by a kind person.
Su Han took a deep breath and looked at her parents, "Do you have any photos of Mu Mu when she was little?"
Su's father and mother: "..."
Mr. and Mrs. Su exchanged a glance and then stopped.
"What, you don't have it?" Su Han asked blankly.
"Well... there are some," Su's father said hesitantly, "but not many."
Xiao Mu was so beautiful and had no defects that they guessed that someone might have abandoned her because they were too poor to raise her.
Back then, Mr. and Mrs. Su even discussed that the child's biological parents were not smart.
Such a beautiful child! If you had raised him well, he could have made a lot of money as a child model. How could you have abandoned him?
They were afraid that the parents who lost their child would regret it and come back looking for them, so they didn't take many photos.
But unexpectedly... it turned out to be the child from the Xu family who had been abducted.
Su's father forced a smile, "I have the photos, I'll go get them."
Su's father got up and wanted to go inside.
"No."
Beside him, Li Xin calmly said, "There are no more photos."
Su Han, Xu Yu, and Si Bai all looked at him, completely bewildered. "What do you mean?"
Li Xin carried the young master's clothes with him, his fingertips rubbing against them.
"After Xu Yu asked the young master for the photo, he found it and realized that he was the lost youngest son of the Xu family. He then burned the photo."
"There were only two, and they were both burned."
Xu Yu paused for a moment, then remembered this matter.
It was burned on purpose.
He doesn't want to admit it.
He wanted to leave.
Su Han felt a sharp, dull pain in her heart, and she pursed her lips tightly.
She paused for a moment, then turned to her parents, who had stopped, her voice slightly hoarse and tinged with pain.
"You two... have raised Jinmu for many years, and our Xu family should thank you."
but……
Su Han's chest heaved a few times as she glanced at the charred greenhouse beside her and the soil turned up from the excavation, her heart clenching.
However, it cannot be denied that Jinmu's death was related to the Su family.
Su Han's head throbbed with pain. She lowered her eyes and discussed a few words with the Su family.
Li Xin wasn't interested in what the Xu and Su families were planning to do. Standing by the flower room, holding the young master's clothes in his hand, he stared at the vertical entrance leading to the underground level.
He twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled, a strange and profound smile.
"I want this house."
He suddenly said.
Li Xin looked at Su's father and mother, his expression calm yet strange. He was clutching his clothes, which were dripping with blood. He had been acting crazy from beginning to end, like a ghost, and he was laughing.
"I'll buy the house, you can move out. Whether you want money, a new house, or your business, it's up to you."
Su's parents: "...??"
"……ah?"
Mr. and Mrs. Su exchanged a glance. They had lived here for many years and were used to it, but...
Li Xin is now a very popular figure in Jingzhou.
No amount of madness can change that.
It's just a house.
Mr. and Mrs. Su nodded, not having much time to spare, and quickly agreed.
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Li Xin ordered his men to block all exits of Jingzhou and conduct a thorough search, checking every detail from the past again.
The young master was meticulous in his work, but he actually managed to discover something.
—The money Zhao Ting deposited into the card.
Feng Yixing said that the money was directly deposited into the charity account. After a thorough investigation, Li Xin discovered that initially, the young master had only set up the charity account, intending to donate everything.
Later, Zhao Ting noticed something was wrong and assumed Su Jinmu had filled it out incorrectly, so he asked him about it.
Su Jinmu didn't want him to ask any more questions and escalate the situation, so she added another private account.
Li Xin held the card in his hand, his pale, slender fingers clenching it tightly, a strange and meaningful smile in his eyes.
This is no small sum of money, and the young master is not so extravagant as to donate it all.
unless……
The young master knew all along.
He won't get the money.
A chill emanated from Li Xin's body, and his smile grew increasingly terrifying.
The young master wanted to leave.
And it was all planned long ago that he would leave forever by "death" and never appear again.
Li Xin hated the word "death." His fingertips were taut and white, his heart felt like it was being torn apart, and a surge of anger welled up inside him. He forced himself to calm down and forced a smile.
This plan started very early.
As early as when? When the decision was made to invest in Zhao Ting?
No.
No.
Li Xin slowly shook his head, his lips crimson, licked his lips, and a dark glint flashed in his eyes.
...to foresee.
He bit down on the drop of blood, put it in his mouth, and gently licked it around with the tip of his tongue. It was icy cold, but he slowly warmed the drop of blood, making it feel like human body temperature.
The young master can foresee the future.
Perhaps this plan came much earlier than he imagined.
Long before he became the young master's bed partner.
I arrived early, just as the young master had just changed his temperament, abandoned his pretense, and failed to knock him unconscious.
It must have been around that time that the young master had just gained the ability to foresee the future and know some things that would happen in advance.
Some... situations related to his hardship.
And it was bound to be something terrible, so from that moment on, the young master began preparing for this "death" escape.
Li Xin thought slowly, her scarlet lips and the blood droplets between them making her look terrifyingly beautiful, and she chuckled softly.
Leaving aside the young master's distancing from the Su family.
During his birthday party, the young master learned that he was afraid of fire.
Therefore, this fire in the greenhouse was a premeditated and meticulously planned event.
The fire was prepared long ago, both for the young master himself and for Li Xin.
Haha, hahahaha.
Li Xin smiled slowly, his smile widening, crimson and eerie, his eyes deep and unfathomable, like some wandering demon or wild beast, dangerous and terrifying.
Knowing he was a villain, the young master was wary of him.
It doesn't matter.
It's just a little psychological trauma.
He won't hurt the young master; he will help him erase this shadow.
Li Xin nuzzled the clothes in his arms affectionately, his eyes filled with madness.
The renovation team has been brought in, and they will demolish all the classrooms on the third floor.
Convert it into a mirror room and a toy room.
It will allow the young master to personally experience how harmless he is.
He won't hurt the young master in the slightest, at most... he'll fuck him a little harder.
Li Xin smiled wickedly, rubbing his face against his clothes, his face brushing against a button, and he rubbed it hard.
If the young master gets angry, you can hit him; he won't fight back.
So where will the young master go?
……south.
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