Get in the car.
Ye Rong couldn't help but look at the man next to her and asked, "Are you serious about breaking my leg?"
Shen Yanqing said in a gentle tone: "Just take it as a joke."
Ye Rong: “…” This doesn’t seem very funny.
But no matter what, Shen Yanqing didn't really do that at the time.
As for what Shen Duo said when he was crazy, Ye Rong felt that it was not credible.
In order to ensure that there were no doubts about Shen Yu's death, the special task force of the unified task force re-confirmed that Shen Yu did commit suicide.
It is unknown what Shen Yanqing did at that time. Shen Yanqing was only 14 years old. If Shen Yanqing did something that directly led to Shen Yu's death, how could the elders of the Shen family let him go?
Now everyone in the Shen family is running around and acting crazy, only Old Mrs. Shen is still in good health.
“………”Mrs. Shen doesn’t seem to be feeling well now.
Although Shen Yanqing said that as a joke, the old lady's face changed instantly at that time. It was the first time that Ye Rong saw the old lady show such an expression. She was shocked and scared, but she did not stop Shen Yanqing. It seemed that there was another story behind it.
Ye Rong sat in the car and thought about it, but she still couldn't figure it out.
However, after following Shen Yanqing for these days, she could clearly see that Shen Yanqing hated the Shen family.
Whether it is Shen Duo, Old Lady Shen, or Bai Zang Mansion.
But even though he felt disgusted, Shen Yanqing never considered leaving.
Chen Yanqing has always been pure and simple, with no worries or attachments in his heart, but he has an unusual feeling for everything in Bai Zang Mansion.
But it is obvious that this feeling is by no means positive.
Very contradictory.
There was another thing that she also found strange.
She had read Shen Duo's profile a long time ago, but this was the first time they met.
Ye Rong vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the relationship between Chen Duo and Shen Yu. Although they had a good relationship as siblings, the time when Chen Duo called "Ayu" to her back and the strong feelings that were lost and regained seemed a little inconsistent between the siblings, but Ye Rong couldn't tell what it was specifically.
With this confusion, Ye Rong lay on the sofa. She thought too much before going to bed and she didn't sleep well tonight.
When a faint moan was heard, Ye Rong woke up quickly.
It was late at night and the room was quiet. Shen Yanqing's bedroom seemed very empty, but the light from the floor lamp was soft and bright enough even at such a night.
During the time she followed Chen Yanqing, Ye Rong had gotten used to leaving the lights on while sleeping.
She looked in the direction where Shen Yanqing was. Was this another nightmare?
Ye Rong sat up slowly, gently tucked the thin blanket around her body, and walked towards him.
…
Another dream.
Suddenly there was the sound of a door opening.
She was like a frightened bird, with a look of fear on her beautiful face. When she saw that it was a child, the fear slowly disappeared from her face. She sat on the bed blankly, looking at the child in front of her, but her eyes were empty. It took her a while to find her voice: "Yan Qing, why did you come in again?"
The child looked at the delicate silver chain on the woman's ankle, which had been damaged and scabbed by the friction between the anklet and the skin. At this moment, facing the woman's questioning, the child had no expression on his face and could not speak. He just watched quietly until the chain made a slight sound, and then someone gently touched the top of his head and hugged him gently.
Just like before, gentle, reassuring and nostalgic.
The child was like a chick returning to its nest, and couldn't help but want to get closer to that warmth.
"Yan Qing, don't get too close to mommy, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself..." The woman suddenly let go of him, tears in her eyes, looking at the child with sorrow and pain. She looked at the wound on the child's face and choked up, "I'm sorry."
The child looked at his mother. He didn't know how to express himself and couldn't speak. He looked stupid and just stretched out his little hand towards the woman.
The woman chased him away: "Go away, and don't come again."
The scene changed.
The woman sat blankly on the bed, with messy and mottled sheets beneath her. The precious soothing sandalwood mixed with a cloying, fishy-sweet smell made her feel uncomfortable.
The young man pushed the door open and looked at the poor woman on the bed with an expressionless face.
She couldn't turn to anyone for help. Everyone here turned a blind eye to her plight and allowed that person to imprison her here and trap her like an animal.
"Yan Qing, now that you're here, can you find a way to let me out?" The woman's face had traces of time, but she was still beautiful. Her eyes were lifeless, and at this moment, she looked at the young man in front of her pleadingly as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, "It's so dirty here, I don't want to be here, help me..."
The boy still had no expression on his face. He didn't speak very often, or maybe his voice was changing, so he was a little hoarse and not used to speaking. "Okay."
He didn't want to get close to women like he did when he was a child, but he didn't avoid their hands either.
The boy looked at the chains on the woman's feet. The key to the handcuffs was hidden in the safe by the man and could only be opened by other means.
Soon, the boy went out, and when he came back, he had a thin wire in his hand. He half-knelt beside the woman, and with a "click", the lock opened.
The woman had an old injury on her leg. Although the fracture had not healed, she could not walk normally because she had not undergone proper rehabilitation. When the woman was about to fall, the boy supported her.
The sudden physical contact seemed to stimulate the woman, and she began to struggle with a look of fear on her face.
"He just went out for something and is not here." The boy said in a hoarse voice without letting go of her hand.
The woman didn't feel much better after hearing this. She looked at the boy in front of her with a dazed look. She struggled in pain with a crazy look. She couldn't control herself and attacked the skinny boy in front of her. She scratched and bit him, and pinched his neck hard: "Ahhh, why don't you die! Why did I give birth to you? Why did I give birth to a dirty thing like you, wuwuwu..."
After a long time, the woman finally calmed down.
The young man seemed not to feel the bloody scratches on his face and neck. He helped the woman sit on the chair.
The woman sat on the chair with a dazed look on her face, crying, as if her soul had been taken away from her.
The boy sat quietly beside her, expressionless, as if he was born without emotions and couldn't express them.
"Yan Qing, I want to go downstairs for a walk."
The woman seemed to have finally regained her senses. She looked away from the wounds on the boy's face and neck and tried to get up.
The boy stood up and supported her.
When they got downstairs, the servants were surprised to see Miss Chen Yu actually walk out of the bedroom. Although Chen Yu was not sick, she was still the daughter of this family after all. In addition, the eldest young master loved his sister very much and was worried that the servants would mistreat the mentally ill young lady in private. Therefore, the servants were not allowed to go to the second floor. The servants could only go up to clean when the eldest young master was around. Even the young lady's biological son could only go secretly to avoid being punished.
Because of this, no one has seen this lady very often. She is just as the rumors say, a very beautiful woman, but unfortunately she is mentally ill.
But even though I knew she was sick, I couldn't help but take another look at her.
The boy noticed that those gazes made the woman uncomfortable, so he looked up and said to the maid, "Go away."
The maid met the boy's eyes and was startled: "Okay, okay."
Soon, everyone in the garden left.
The woman looked at the trimmed squash branches on the ground and said to the boy, "I am thirsty."
Upon hearing this, the young man went into the house to get her some water.
When he came out, he heard the panicked scream of the maid: "Ms. Chen Yu committed suicide --!!!"
The cup in the boy's hand shattered, and when he ran out, he saw the woman lying in a pool of blood. She was holding a pair of scissors in her hand, and her neck was cut with a long bloody mark...
She smiled with relief, and looked at him with a sad look in her eyes. A lot of blood choked into her trachea, and she spoke with great difficulty: "I'm sorry... I gave birth to you..."
That was the first time he saw her smile, so beautiful in a pool of blood.
He closed his eyes forever with those unfinished words.
He blinked and looked down at the sticky scarlet on his hands. The strong smell of blood assaulted his senses, mixed with the sandalwood on his clothes. He suddenly had a splitting headache, and the chaotic screams and honking sirens around him gradually faded away from his world.
——If it weren't for you acting on your own, she wouldn't have died at all. You killed her.
——If she had discovered her identity earlier, and if she had discovered what that person had done to her earlier, she could have saved her.
——If it weren't for the connivance and indifference of those "elders" that fueled that man's disgusting desires, if it weren't for the head of the family and the lady of the house intentionally covering up his shame, how could no one in the huge Shen family discover the truth?
The fragile thread that maintained the balance suddenly broke.
…
“Mr. Shen…you’re finally awake!”
“………”
"Are you having a nightmare again?"
A soft and caring voice came from far away, and a familiar body temperature and warm fragrance were very close. Shen Yanqing looked at the little girl in front of him who was looking at him with a worried expression, and was dazed for a few seconds.
In a moment, he was emotionally pulled out of the nightmare.
Seeing that he was looking at her without saying anything, she thought that he was still not awake. Ye Rong stretched out her hand and gently waved it in front of his eyes: "Chen Yanqing?"
"Yeah." Shen Yanqing didn't mind her calling him by his name, but Ye Rong looked guilty, "I'm glad you woke up, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
He seemed to be in pain somewhere just now, but he was holding it in and not making any sound.
Can I feel pain even in my dreams?
At that moment, perhaps the indoor lighting was too gentle, or perhaps the nightmare drained too much of his energy, and he was too tired: "It was just a dream."
"That was just a dream, don't think about it..." Ye Rong suddenly realized that the frequent nightmares might be closely related to his past, and he stopped talking.
To ease the embarrassment, Ye Rong took the phone and checked the time. It was two o'clock in the morning.
"Would you like some water?" Ye Rong tried to break the atmosphere. Her fingers unconsciously swiped the screen of her mobile phone and she accidentally clicked on the icon of the pure white Rubik's Cube. In an instant, the system projection appeared in front of her. Although she knew that Shen Yanqing could not see the virtual screen projected by the system, she was still shocked.
She was just about to turn off the virtual screen.
"It's not just a dream." Shen Yanqing said in a gloomy tone, and looked at the little girl in front of him with dark eyes. It was obvious that she had realized something.
Suddenly interrupted, Ye Rong ignored the virtual screen and looked at the man in front of him. He seemed to want to say something.
Shen Yanqing looked at the clean and gentle eyes of the little girl in front of him. Perhaps the rotten earth had taken root for too long, causing dirty thoughts to grow like weeds in his heart. The malicious desire to touch clean things was particularly strong. He asked, "Do you want to hear it?"
Or maybe, he was born in the mud and couldn't get out of it, and suddenly someone dropped a spider silk in front of him, and when he came to his senses, he had already caught it.
What exactly happened, perhaps Chen Yanqing himself didn't understand it at this moment.
He pinched Ye Rong's wrist gently, as if to prevent her from escaping, and did not give her the option to refuse.
Ye Rong glanced at her wrist being held by Shen Yanqing, but she was not panicked. She looked up into his dark and lifeless eyes, which added a bit of weirdness and coldness to the night.
Want to listen?
"………" Ye Rong suddenly realized that even at this time, he spoke very gently and gentlemanly.
When she bumped into his eyes, Ye Rong didn't dodge or avoid it. She looked into his eyes softly and clearly: "I want to."
As soon as the words fell, the number on the light ball of Shen Yanqing's favorability suddenly jumped from 59 to 60 on the system projection interface in front of him.
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