Chapter 70

Chapter 70

Sheng Chuan obviously wouldn't blush. If he could blush, he wouldn't have done these things in the first place. As he walked upstairs to his room, he asked the system, "When are you going to stay with me?"

Most people don't like the feeling of being pinned down, especially someone like Sheng Chuan who has a bad stomach.

The system can be unbound after the transformation is successful

Sheng Chuan asked, "Will you come back after the transformation is successful?"

The system can no longer shake its head.

Sheng Chuan thought that the definition of the four words "successful transformation" is too broad. It is not an easy task to cure the depression just in front of you, let alone in the distance. But now we can only do it according to the meaning of the system. Flickering past, after the unbinding is successful, even if he wants to do something, the other party can't control him anymore.

The system knew what he was thinking, but he didn't say anything. He flapped his chubby wings and flew around, then disappeared into the air, continuing to follow him secretly.

After Sheng Chuan returned to his room, he took stock of his assets. Shen Yu was never mean to him, not to mention the caravan. Over the years, Lin Lin always gave him a lot of money. Although it was only a drop in the bucket compared to the Shen family, it was enough for him to live comfortably. It's been half my life.

Maybe Sheng Chuan should be content, and don't need to bother to seek anything, because even if he doesn't do anything, just stay by Shen Yu's side, the latter will not treat him badly.

But Sheng Chuan didn't like the feeling of walking on the wire...

Every day, he has to be depressed and happy, and he must not make the other party angry every day. He lives carefully, for fear of showing his feet. After a long time, he will not be reconciled.

The enthusiasm of the rich young master is always quite short-lived. Even if he is as thoughtful as Sheng Chuan, he can't guarantee that he can make Shen Yu love him for the rest of his life. It's better to grasp the capital to settle down as soon as possible while the other's enthusiasm has not faded.

Sheng Chuan's thinking is always like this, if you don't think for yourself, who else will think for you.

He opened the drawer, and there was a graduation certificate from a prestigious university and a pile of miscellaneous identity materials, all of which were forged by Shen Run. A high-achieving student from a prestigious university, because of his melancholy, has always had his eyes above the top, so he may not be able to appreciate his poor background.

But in fact, Sheng Chuan was born in a rural area, and his parents were digging the soil. He is not stupid. He was admitted to a good university at the beginning, but his family thought it was expensive and refused to let him study. Strictly speaking, it was just After graduating from high school, as an adult, he left his hometown like most young people and came to a big city to work.

When he was alone in the room, Sheng Chuan didn't smile very much, and no one could see what he was thinking. He sat at the desk and tore apart the forged materials one by one until the complete paper became A pile of small fragments that could no longer be put together finally spread out slowly over the trash can, letting them fly down like snowflakes.

After doing all this, he closed his eyes and let out a breath slowly, as if he finally felt a little happier.

From the system's point of view, people who are good at disguising usually live very depressed lives. Sheng Chuan obviously belongs to this kind of people. If they don't break out in silence, they will die in silence. Otherwise, they will become abnormal if they are depressed.

The mobile phone placed on the table vibrated suddenly, and two messages popped up. Sheng Chuan picked it up and looked at it, but saw that it was a message from a private detective. It turned out that the home address information of the driver who caused the accident had been found out. , and transferred the balance to the other party's account.

When he exited the chat interface, there were several other text messages sent by him. There were more than 30 text messages in total, and they were from Sheng Chuan's father. Almost every day, he would post a few typos, messages that didn't make sense, and the content was nothing more than asking him about his health, and then asking him if he had encountered any difficulties.

Sheng Chuan had a quarrel with his family because of going to school. Sheng's father broke the stick in order to clean him up. He vomited blood all over the beating, and his relatives persuaded him to pull away. In the middle of the night, I got up from the bed and walked to the entrance of the village. With only one hundred yuan left in my pocket, I took a relative's car into the city.

They never got in touch after that.

Aside from the more than 30 messages this month, the previous chat history is almost blank, and I haven't contacted him in two or three years. Sheng Chuan will not bow his head, and Sheng's father is even less likely. He feels that there is no father in the world. Give your son the reason to admit his mistakes.

Now that he suddenly sent a message out of the ordinary to ask about his health, he must have a plan.

Sheng Chuan is not like a farmer's child. He is full of twists and turns, thinking about ghosts, and has more eyes than a sieve. The four words of generosity and simplicity are far behind him, and people with a lot of eyes generally hold grudges. Two or three years of indifference is proof.

Sheng Chuan only thought that he was begging for money beating around the bush, and he didn't intend to answer it at first, but then he remembered that he died in his previous life, and he didn't know who was cheaper with the money he saved. Although he was reborn in this life, the future is still unclear.

Sheng Chuan didn't respond to a single message, but just transferred a sum of money home.

He sat quietly on the chair for a while, and saw that the wall clock on the wall pointed to eight o'clock, then got up and went to the gloomy room, only to see that the other party's originally curled up position had shifted from the corner of the wall to the corner of the bed, motionless, like a mushroom.

Sheng Chuan glanced at the dishes on the table, but found that he didn't seem to eat much, so he sat down beside the bed, "Why don't you eat?"

Seeing him coming, Shen Yu quietly crawled to his side, whispering, "No food..."

Only then did Sheng Chuan remember that he poured out the rice just now, and took a gloomy look, "Don't you know how to eat without rice?"

Depressed "..."

Sheng Chuan thought that the rich young master is the rich young master, troublesome before going crazy, trouble after going crazy, he got up and went out, stood by the corridor, let

Aunt Lin prepared another meal, and the latter brought it up in a hurry.

Sheng Chuan glanced at the food, his tone was gentle, but a little oppressive, "Don't let me see you add some messy things."

Aunt Lin quickly waved her hand, "Mr. Sheng, it's absolutely clean. If you don't believe me, I can eat it for you..."

Sheng Chuan knew that she dared not, so he turned around and entered the room without saying a word.

Shen Yu has been sitting on the same spot without moving, half of his figure is scattered in the shadows, and even his expression is darkened. Sheng Chuan felt something strange for a moment, and kicked the foot of the bed calmly. Hearing the sound, Shen Yu raised his head and looked up. With a nervous sensitivity.

Sheng Chuan thought it was his own illusion, sat on the side of the bed, tasted all the food, like a eunuch testing poison, made sure that there was no problem, then handed the chopsticks to Shen Yu, "Eat by yourself."

Shen Yu took the chopsticks obediently, and ate with a sullen head, lowering his eyes, it seemed that he was just chewing mechanically, and he didn't know what the taste was, and he didn't ask old master Shen where he went again.

Sheng Chuan glanced at him, "Why didn't you ask your father?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt that he was a bit mean. He didn't know how to answer when he asked sullenly, and now he had to rush to ask if he didn't ask.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he paused while he was eating sullenly. He looked up at Sheng Chuan slowly, as if he remembered something under his reminder, and said in a blank voice, "Where's Dad...?"

Sheng Chuan remained silent for a long time, lowered his head and poked the dish with chopsticks depressedly, pursed his lips and whispered, "I miss him..."

Sheng Chuan has never experienced fatherly love. He was brought up by a stick since he was a child, and he had to struggle on his own when he grew up. That man didn't give him any help, but it didn't stop him from seeing that the old man was in pain and depressed, and it didn't stop him He knew that without his biological father, this matter would be more or less sad.

Sheng Chuan closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about. After a while, he took out a tissue and wiped the rice grains from the corner of Shen Yu's mouth, "...he's on a business trip, and he won't be back until some time later."

If necessary, he could make up countless lies, and in fact he did tell a lot of lies, except this time, without any purpose.

Shen Yu nodded upon hearing the words, and whispered, "Don't lie to me..."

He didn't know why, but kept repeating this sentence over and over again.

Sheng Chuan has been pretending for too long, and some things have become a habit. No matter what Shen Yu asks, he will subconsciously choose the answer that makes the other party happy. , remember to eat when Aunt Lin delivers the meal."

Seeing Shen Yu nodded in agreement after speaking, he got up and left the room.

In the middle of the night, the mansion was very quiet, and the servants were all asleep. The moonlight shone through the windows in the living room, and the coldness spread quietly, making it even more deadly. At this moment, there was only a click of the door. The lock turned softly, and a black figure suddenly appeared in the corridor.

At the end of the corner on the second floor is Mr. Shen's study room, where he usually works, and the figure quietly opened the door and entered, then groped in the dark to take down a famous landscape painting hanging on the wall. There is a depression in the covered place, which is a square door, which is gently pulled open, and there is a small safe inside.

The black figure seemed to know the password of the safe. After turning it a few times in turn, the lock popped open with a click, and there were some unbound documents and a kraft paper envelope inside. It is not a cash check, but a certificate issued by the hospital.

The figure didn't move for a long time, and after a while, the safe was restored to its original state, and the painting was hung up again, without any trace of anyone's presence.

Early the next morning, Sheng Chuan drove away from the mansion and went to the address investigated by the private investigator. It showed that after the driver Tian Jiadong died, only his wife and daughter lived alone. Their living environment was obviously not very good, it was a densely populated and dilapidated area. The dilapidated residential buildings, Sheng Chuan's car couldn't drive into the alley, and the rest of the road had to get out of the car and walk.

After walking a few steps, a group of crazy little brats ran past him like a child, and almost bumped into Sheng Chuan. He counted the house numbers one by one, and finally stopped in front of a house.

This is the old district, the air is full of old wires, the iron gate is half open, and some gaps are already rusted. Sheng Chuan took a look inside, and the first impression was that it was dusty, dirty and messy.

Before he had time to find someone to ask, a fat woman came out with a basin of clothes. When she saw Sheng Chuan, she couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then stopped and asked suspiciously, "Who are you looking for?"

Sheng Chuan was well-dressed and looked like an unfamiliar face, appearing here suddenly, looked a little dazzling, very out of place.

Sheng Chuan quickly reacted, and handed her a bag of oranges he bought at the fruit stand in the alley just now, "Hi sister-in-law, I am a friend of Jiadong. I went back to my hometown some time ago, so I don't know about his accident. I came here today to think about it." Look at you."

The woman paused when she heard the words, with a suspicious expression on her face, "Are you a friend of Jiadong? Why haven't I met you?"

Sheng Chuan smiled, "He pulls goods for the company. I'm a warehouse manager. I've known each other since I came here. I'm usually busy, so I don't have a chance to visit. It's normal that you don't know me, sister-in-law."

He has an amiable smile, which makes people unguarded, and it is easy to win the favor of the opposite sex. The woman seemed to believe half of it when she heard the words, and put the basin of clothes in her hand aside, and then took a bag of oranges from Sheng Chuan's hand and said. "I'm really sorry, but you are still thinking about Jiadong, come in and have some tea."

As she spoke, she called out to a little girl sitting in the alley, "Reiko, don't run around!"

Only then did he enter the room with his things, and quickly poured Sheng Chuan a cup of tea, "No

What a good thing, don't be surprised. "

Sheng Chuan saw that there was floating dust on the chair, and wiped it without any traces before sitting down. Looking down, the floor tiles were also dusty, and the original pattern could not be seen. Obviously, they were not cleaned often. There was a brand new one in the corner. The washing machine was humming.

Sheng Chuan glanced at the photo of a black and white man in the center, looked at Tian Jiadong's wife, and asked with concern, "Sister-in-law, after Brother Jiadong passed away, how are you doing?"

Sister-in-law Tian waved her hands and said, "What can I do, the pillars are all broken, let's make do with it, as long as I can eat enough."

Sheng Chuan said again, "Then how about I help you find a job?"

Mrs. Tian refused, "I don't know a few words, and I still have to take care of my daughter. I don't have time to go out to work. Besides, there are old people at home who need to take care of me, so I can't leave for a moment."

Sheng Chuan sighed, and seemed to be very worried for them, "Did the company give you a pension?"

Sister-in-law Tian slapped her thigh hard, and she was so angry that she even uttered the dialect from her hometown, "I'm getting angry when I talk about this. Your Brother Dong has worked in the company for so many years. There is no credit but hard work, even though it's because of drunk driving. It’s a matter, but they can’t ignore it at all, there is no pension, there is no dime!”

She was talking vigorously when the phone rang suddenly, as if someone had sent a text message.

Sheng Chuan glanced at her mobile phone without any trace, and seeing that she couldn't ask anything, he had to get up and leave, "Sister-in-law, then I won't bother you, the company has something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Sister-in-law Tian hurriedly got up to see her off after hearing the words, "Then you go slowly, come over to be a guest if you have nothing to do, Jiadong must be thinking of you."

Sheng Chuan's smile remained unchanged, but when he turned around, his eyes became darker for an instant, he subconsciously adjusted his tie, and fell into deep thought.

Tian Jiadong's wife must be hiding something...

If the information is correct, after Tian Jiadong's death, their family has no source of income. If Sister-in-law Tian is really as difficult as she said, she has a daughter to support and an elderly person to take care of, and the company has not paid pensions How would you spend your day in this situation? And why refused Sheng Chuan's request to help her find a job?

Her house is very dirty and doesn't seem to be cleaned often, but the washing machine is clean, like a new one. Just now, Sheng Chuan noticed that her mobile phone model is the latest model on the market. It costs about 6,000 yuan. These are obviously not a What poor families who have lost their source of income can afford.

All in all, it looks weird when piled up.

When Sheng Chuan passed the alley, he saw a little girl with braids sitting there playing with a Barbie doll. He went to the convenience store next to him and bought a handful of lollipops. He then walked up to the little girl and knelt down, calling her name "Reiko."

The girl raised her head subconsciously when she heard the words, but she saw a handsome guy with big eyes, and tilted her head in a childish voice and asked, "How do you know my name? I don't know you."

Sheng Chuan smiled, "Your mother called you just now, I heard you."

Reiko shook her foot and said nothing, Sheng Chuan turned her wrist, and her palm was full of colorful candies. Adults often have no truth in their mouths, so he can only find the answer from children, "Can you play a game with brother?" Alright, I'll give you a candy if you play right."

Reiko giggled, she took out a handful of chocolates from her pocket and said, "Look, I have candy."

Sheng Chuan took a look at the chocolate in her hand, it was imported from a foreign country, at least three hundred yuan a box in the supermarket, and put it back, "Who bought the candy for you?"

Reiko touched the head of the Barbie doll, "Mom bought it for me."

Sheng Chuan asked, "Has your mother always bought you this kind of candy?"

Reiko shook her head, "No, she didn't give me candy before, but she just bought it recently."

Recently... that should be shortly after Tian Jiadong's death.

Sheng Chuan stroked the little girl's twisted braids, "Then has any strange person come to your house recently to give your father money?"

Reiko's eyes were ignorant, she shook her head, "I don't know."

Sheng Chuan guessed that she didn't know, after all, she was young, and looked at the children around, "Why are you sitting here and not playing with them?"

Reiko said, "I'm sick, and my mother won't let me run around."

Sheng Chuan paused for a moment when he heard the words, and then noticed that Reiko's lips were purpler than normal children's. He didn't say anything, touched her braid, got up from the ground and said, "It's already noon, let's go home for dinner."

It was not a waste of time for him to come here, at least he was sure that the matter behind the car accident was not simple, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the private detective, asking him to continue the investigation, and then drove back to Shen's house.

The system asked him dear, don't you seek a doctor to treat depression?

Sheng Chuan is now quite proactive in bringing down Shen Run, but he seems a bit lazy in treating Shen Yu.

Sheng Chuan glanced at the chubby body of the system, and tapped on the steering wheel with his fingertips, "It's hard to find a doctor now."

It's not that it's hard to find a doctor, it's that he has no plan to find a doctor now. If Shen Yu really returns to normal, he will have to kill Sheng Chuan. At that time, he will have nowhere to run. Anyway, the system does not stipulate that Shen Yu must be cured now.

Sheng Chuan's current plan is to bring down Shen Run to take revenge first, and then find a doctor to treat Shen Yu. When the other party is about to recover, he will quickly make a sum of money, pack up his things and run away.

Perfect.

The system thinks that you can't fool me just because I'm a ball, please don't take advantage of the loopholes in the rules, if the transformation is not successful within a certain period of time, it will still be obliterated by the system.

Sheng Chuan cared most about life, followed by money, so he had no choice but to say, "I'll arrange a doctor as soon as possible."

He drove the car into Shen's house

, but saw an unfamiliar car outside, he didn't know what to think of, and walked into the living room quickly, but saw Aunt Lin greeted him in a panic, and said anxiously, "Sheng...Mr. It's... the young master, he's back... he's back..."

She was pale and trembling all over. What she knew was that Shen Run had returned, but what she didn't know thought that the devil had entered the village to raid.

Sheng Chuan paused after hearing the words, and looked around the living room, "Shen Run is back? Where are the others?"

Aunt Lin cautiously pointed upstairs, "in the second young master's room..."

Sheng Chuan hurried upstairs when he heard the words, and just happened to bump into Shen Run coming out at the corner of the corridor. The other party looked like a dog in a suit and leather shoes, and he was not as timid as before. Obviously, he has enough confidence after taking over Shen Run.

When Shen Run looked at Sheng Chuan now, he had an inexplicable feeling that a tiger was infesting him. His eyes showed deep disgust, which was more painful than a thorn in his flesh. "You are really thick-skinned, and you are still staying at Shen's house."

Sheng Chuan looked in through the half-closed door, but saw a mess inside, and slightly raised his eyebrows, "Young Master, what are you talking about? You don't belong to the Shen family alone. If you want to leave, of course we will go together."

Killing his own father and killing his younger brother, I don't know who is thick-skinned.

After Sheng Chuan finished speaking, regardless of Shen Run's slightly changed face, he walked straight past him and walked into the room, only to see that the vase inside was broken to the ground, and he fell on the carpet with a gloomy and pale face, with a bloodstain on the side of his face.

Sheng Chuan strode over the sundries at his feet, leaned over to help him up, and frowned, "How are you?"

Shen Yu seemed to have been frightened by something, saw Sheng Chuan, grabbed his hand tightly, and kept hiding in his arms, muttering "Xiaoyezhong... Xiaoyezhong..."

Shen Run stood outside the door and hadn't left yet. Hearing this, he took a step forward, fixed his cold gaze on him, and said in a deep voice, "Shen Yu, if you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I'll cut your tongue off?"

Sheng Chuan silently held down the gloomy and trembling body, slowly raised his eyes when he heard the words, and looked at Shen Run with unclear meaning, "Xiaoyezhong didn't scold you, why are you so seated?"

Shen Run's teeth clenched tightly, "Sheng Chuan, let's see how long you can be rampant."

Sheng Chuan had a half-smile but not a smile, "As long as you can live, young master, I will be rampant for as long as possible."

He let go of his depression after speaking, got up from the ground, then put one hand in his pocket, walked slowly to Shen Run, hissed and said, "If the outside media know that the young master of the Shen family abused his brother, will it spread? On the headlines?"

It doesn't matter to Sheng Chuan, he is an unknown gangster, he can't compare to Shen Run, he is a big man with "head and face".

The latter's complexion changed slightly when he heard the words, silently clenched the hands hanging by his side, gave Sheng Chuan a cold look, then turned and went downstairs to leave, "Aunt Lin, tidy up my room, I'll be staying at home during this time."

Okay, now it's really no different from a devil entering the village.

Seeing his back disappearing at the corner of the stairs, Sheng Chuan looked away, turned around and entered the room, and closed the door behind his back. When depressed and afraid, he will habitually shrink into the corner, and now he hides in the corner of the bed, motionless, holding a ball of quilt tightly in his arms.

Seeing this, Sheng Chuan stretched out his hand to pull him over, depressed and didn't struggle, and huddled in his arms uneasily, only showing a pair of dark eyes.

Sheng Chuan asked, "Did Shen Run hit you?"

Sullen didn't answer, but just clutched the quilt in his arms, and murmured in a low voice, "Xiaoyezhong... Xiaoyezhong..."

Sheng Chuan "..."

Thought he was scolding Shen Run, and he was scolding himself for a long time?

Sheng Chuan used his fingertips to wipe off the bloodstain on the side of the gloomy face, it should have been accidentally scratched by the debris just now, "Who are you scolding?"

Shaking his head gloomily, "Little Yezhong... Dad said he was Xiaoyezhong... I didn't say that..."

Sheng Chuan frowned when he heard the words, "Xiao Yezhong? Who? Shen Run?"

How could a father call his child a little bastard? If he had to scold him, there was only one situation, unless Shen Run was not born to Mr. Shen himself.

As soon as this idea popped up, he couldn't hold it back any longer. The more Sheng Chuan thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. They were both born of the same father, but Shen Run and Shen Yu didn't look alike at all. The former was honest and plain, while the latter was flamboyant. Sharp, it really can't touch the slightest edge.

Sheng Chuan thought about this, and looked at Shen Yu, "Don't say this in front of Shen Run in the future, do you understand?"

If Shen Run is not a member of the Shen family, then naturally he will not have the right to inherit. If he is in a hurry, in order to keep the secret, he might attack Shen Yu.

Nodding gloomyly, biting his sleeve, "I'm obedient...I won't say anything..."

Sheng Chuan pulled his sleeve out of his mouth "Dirty."

Shaking her head gloomily, she lifted up her clothes to show him, as if she wanted to prove something "not dirty... I'll take a shower..."

Sheng Chuan wanted to pull off his clothes, but when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw several bruises on his chest, he couldn't help but pause.

Don't think about it, Shen Run must have hit it.

Sheng Chuan dug out a small medicine box from the bedside table, slid his fingertips over a pile of bottles and cans, and took out a bottle of medicinal oil. He glanced at his legs, and motioned for Shen Yu to come over, "Lie down."

Shen Yu obediently lay on his lap, but suddenly Sheng Chuan asked blankly, "When Shen Run hit you, why didn't you bite him?"

His eyes were gloomy and blank, as if he didn't understand.

Sheng Chuan was bitten by him last time, leaving a tooth mark on his wrist, which is still not healed, and it probably won't go away. He poured the medicated oil on his palm and rubbed it to warm it up, thinking that if he was depressed, he would fuck him.

Sheng Chuan lifted up the gloomy clothes, put his palm on his wound, and before rubbing it twice, the latter shrank back, his face was pale, his black eyes blinked, and he covered his stomach and said, "It hurts..."

Sheng Chuan wanted to be content. At that time, he was kicked by his father all purple, and he didn't even have to wipe off the medicine. He grabbed the gloomy wrist to prevent him from moving, and continued to rub the wound. A strand of hair fell from his forehead, destroying the A neat sense of elegance.

Shen Yu didn't know why, and he didn't move anymore. His black hair hadn't been trimmed for a long time, and it had already covered his eyes. He looked at the ceiling, and the crystal-embedded light on it was clearly reflected in his pupils, and finally gradually formed a bottomless hole. The vortex, faintly distorted.

Not long after, Aunt Lin came up to tidy up the room. While carefully closing the door, she whispered to Sheng Chuan, "Mr. Sheng, the young master just came to see me."

Sheng Chuan wiped the medicated oil on his fingertips with a paper towel, "What did you say?"

Probably because of depression and illness, the two did not avoid him when talking.

Aunt Lin wiped her hands with her apron habitually, "He asked me what you were doing at home during this time, I couldn't explain clearly, and asked about the situation of the second young master, I said that the second young master had eaten the food with added medicine, and he was getting worse and worse. Sober."

Sheng Chuan asked, "What else did he say?"

Aunt Lin thought for a while, then shook her head, "The young master didn't say anything, he just asked me to tidy up his room, and then there's nothing else."

Sheng Chuan said, "Keep staring at him, if there is anything, please tell me immediately."

Aunt Lin responded in a low voice, then packed up the debris on the ground, took some other ornaments from the collection room to fill the vacant positions, turned and left the room.

If Shen Run really lives in, Sheng Chuan will not be able to go out to investigate the news as before, and he will be easily targeted by him. Moreover, Shen Yu is in such a state that it is dangerous to stay at home alone, so he can only mention the matter of finding a doctor. It's on the agenda.

Sheng Chuan sat by the bed, pinched his fingertips subconsciously, to be honest, if Shen Run hadn't collapsed yet, he would have packed up his things and run away now, he only wanted to make money, he didn't want to kill himself, and he was involved in this life lawsuit, Too much trouble.

After running for a day, tiredness came flooding in. Sheng Chuan originally wanted to go back to his room to sleep, but he was afraid that Shen Run would do something small, so he just made do with Shen Yu for a night. He took off his shoes and fell directly on the bed.

The two of them rolled the sheets for countless times, and they slept on the same bed without any pressure. , please keep in mind:,