Chapter 71

Chapter 71

It is often difficult for people with a lot of thoughts to fall asleep, because their brains have never rested, and they are always thinking about how to cheat people every day. Sheng Chuan was really sleepy, but he just couldn't fall asleep. At the end, he turned over rustlingly, but he felt sleepy. A line of sight fell on his back, which was cool and creepy.

"..."

Sheng Chuan was more sensitive, subconsciously opened his eyes and looked back, only to see Shen Yu lying on the side of the bed, lowering his head and picking at the bed sheet repeatedly.

Sheng Chuan thought that Shen Yu didn't look like he was suffering from a mental illness, but rather that his brain was broken and he became stupid. He sat up from the bed and asked Shen Yu, "What are you doing lying on the bedside?"

Shen Yu looked a little aggrieved, and whispered, "This is my bed..."

Sheng Chuan probably felt that the neckline was a bit constricted, so he raised his hand to loosen the tie, looked down at him, and blatantly bullied the fool, "Now it's mine."

Shen Yuwen blinked his eyes and didn't say a word, as if he was thinking about the meaning of his words. After a while, he quietly took a pillow from Sheng Chuan's hand and hugged it in his arms, then moved to the corner where he hid before, "Then I'll sleep here..."

However, before he took two steps, Sheng Chuan grabbed his wrist and dragged him back, and he fell into the quilt, his eyes twirling for a while.

Sheng Chuan is used to being cautious, and he doesn't like to make unsure bets. Now that Shen Run is in the mansion, it is impossible for him to prevent the opponent's moves all the time, so he can only stay by Shen Yu's side every step of the way, so as not to be killed if he doesn't pay attention up.

He patted his side, "Just sleep here."

Shen Yu was much more obedient than before, and he didn't make a fuss at this time. Hearing this, he quietly got under the quilt, Sheng Chuan couldn't sleep, so he just closed his eyes and thought about things.

If Shen Run is really a bastard, then he can explain why he killed Mr. Shen in pain. After all, he is not his own father, and the reason why he worked so hard to plan this car accident is to preserve his inheritance rights.

The most important thing now is to find out whether Tian Jiadong has received Shen Run's money. Although Tian's sister-in-law has always pretended to be very good, Sheng Chuan does not believe that she will never use that money for the rest of her life, not to mention that she has a sick daughter, who will reveal it sooner or later. Telltale.

Shen Yu turned his back to Sheng Chuan, and his whole body was tucked into the quilt, only the top of his dark hair was exposed, motionless, as if he had fallen asleep, but Sheng Chuan always felt that he should not fall asleep so easily, the slender index finger Slightly bent, flicked on his shoulder, the latter shook his body, opened his eyes and looked at him, with a cool tone, "What are you doing..."

Shen Yu's demeanor at this time is different from just now, his expression is sensitive and suspicious, his eyes are dark and cold, like knives being drawn on his body, after staring for a long time, he feels inexplicably being caught by a ghost.

Sheng Chuan "..."

It was the first time for Sheng Chuan to feel that he was cheap. He silently looked at the gloomy expression, thinking that the other party must be ill, so he withdrew his hand slowly, unconsciously moving a little further away from him.

I heard that when a mental patient goes crazy, he will hack people with a knife and pick his eyeballs with his hands. I don’t know if it’s true...

It's okay for Sheng Chuan not to think about it, his back felt a little cold when he thought about it, he unconsciously glanced at the bite mark on his wrist, and felt that he was careless for the first time, if he fell asleep in the middle of the night and was strangled to death by Shen Yu, it would be better than Dou E Repay the injustice.

Or... Or go back to your own room to sleep?

However, before Sheng Chuan could make a decision, Shen Yu suddenly withdrew that almost sinister gaze, moved under the quilt, curled up and hid in his arms, his black hair brushed against his chin inadvertently, bringing a slight Cool itching.

Sullen was biting his sleeves again, more than half of the cuffs of his white clothes were wrinkled, his eyes were ignorant, and he called his name in a low voice, "A Chuan...?"

For some unknown reason, Sheng Chuan didn't push him away, and remained silent for a moment, thinking that Shen Run was still there, it would be hard to leave Shen Yu alone in the room, and lay back slowly, "Sleep, don't talk."

He completely forgot that it was he who woke him up just now.

The night was getting darker, the room was quiet, and there was only darkness left. Sheng Chuan lay on the side with his eyes closed, and was about to fall asleep several times, but he didn't fall asleep. It was three o'clock in the morning.

Lying on his side, depressed, already asleep, but it seems to be trapped in some kind of quagmire nightmare that is difficult to get out of. His head is covered with cold sweat, his brows are tightly frowned, and his originally flamboyant facial features are like a faded painting. Not the slightest bit angry.

His lips were pale and trembling slightly, as if he was saying something, but he couldn't hear clearly, Sheng Chuan was about to lean over to listen carefully, but unexpectedly, Su Yu suddenly trembled all over, fell off the bed with a thud, his voice was terrified He yelled out "Dad——!"

Sheng Chuan paused, thinking that he had dreamed about Mr. Shen.

Depression fell from the bed, and finally woke up from the nightmare, but he still didn't come back to his senses, his chest was heaving and heaving, he was panting heavily, he looked around blankly, but what he saw was darkness, painful He grabbed his hair and knocked on the bedside table one after another.

Seeing this, Sheng Chuan threw off the quilt and quickly got out of bed, stopped his movements, tightly clenched Shen Yu's hands, and reprimanded in a low voice, "Shen Yu!"

The night was too dark, and he couldn't fully see the gloomy expression. He reached out to touch, but the other's face was covered with cold liquid, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or sweat. The soul deep in this flesh and blood bag seemed to be split into countless pieces. Fragments, the pain was so depressed that it almost convulsed.

Sheng Chuan didn't know what to do, Shen Run didn't ask a doctor for Shen Yu, and now he didn't even have medicine to suppress his condition, so he could only tightly lock Shen Yu's hands to prevent him from harming himself, and then pushed Shen Yu into his arms, trying to calm down His trembling.

Sheng Chuan sat on the floor, his brows and eyes immersed in the cold moonlight, he didn't say a word, he just tightened his gloomy waist,

Being close to the other party, some don't understand the source of the depression and pain. Is it because of the death of the biological father? or something else?

Sheng Chuan couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it. He seldom took the time to think about things that didn't bring benefits, and he quietly maintained that posture until Shen Yu finally stopped trembling, and then looked down at him "...a nightmare gone?"

Sullen didn't speak, staring blankly at one place. After a while, he seemed to return to his soul, shook his head, and murmured to himself, "Sleep...sleep..."

He was so thin that his clothes couldn't hold up, and the white clothes hung loosely on his body. Because of the violent struggle just now, he lost a little, and half of his shoulders were exposed. His color was pale and fragile for no reason. His whole body was like a piece of transparent glass, and he could easily crushed.

Sheng Chuan paused, put his clothes back together, then carried him to the bed, stretched out his hands and pulled the quilt over his body, this time he chose to sleep with Shen Yu in his arms, so as not to make any mistakes again.

Fortunately, after this trouble, Sheng Chuan finally fell asleep, and only opened his eyes around noon the next day. He slowly sat up from the bed, glanced around habitually, and found that Shen Yu had woken up, and was sitting with his back facing him. At the end of the bed, I held a pillow in my arms, poking it back and forth.

Sheng Chuan wiped his face, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up, planning to go to a private hospital later and find a psychiatrist to come and see Shen Yu.

Aunt Lin had already prepared lunch, and when Sheng Chuan went downstairs, she didn't see Shen Run, and asked aloud, "Where did he go?"

Aunt Lin said, "The young master stayed in the master's study for almost two hours this morning, and then he answered a phone call at noon and went out."

Sheng Chuan was thoughtful, "Do you know who called?"

Aunt Lin shook her head, expressing that she didn't know, "The voice is quite old, like an elderly woman."

Then something is wrong, Shen Run usually likes to put on airs, the only woman close to him is a female secretary, and she is young and beautiful, how can an elderly woman appear out of thin air?

Sheng Chuan didn't ask any more questions. He was about to eat when he heard a light click from upstairs. When he looked up, he saw Shen Yu came out at some time, lying on the fence of the stairs and looking down at them. are exposed.

Aunt Lin's face turned pale, fearing that he would jump down due to illness, she hurriedly said, "Oh, master, why did you come out, please don't move!"

Looking at her silently, the profile of her face was almost transparent under the sunlight, I don't know if it was an illusion, but there was a coldness in her eyes at first glance.

Sheng Chuan was a little surprised that Shen Yu would take the initiative to walk out of the room, "...how did you come out?"

Shen Yu lay on the railing, tilted his head when he heard the words, and whispered, "Hungry..."

Sheng Chuan paused when he heard that, pulled away his chair and stood up, then walked to the middle of the stairs, stretched out his hand and said, "Come here."

Shen Yu was obviously not crazy enough to jump directly from the second floor. Seeing this, he slowly straightened up, and then walked towards Sheng Chuan. His figure was thin, and his clothes became more and more empty. Aunt Lin looked very winking at this An extra bowl of rice came over, and then withdrew.

Sheng Chuan pulled out the chair and let him sit opposite, thinking that if Shen Run came back later, he might grit his teeth when he saw Shen Yu coming out, "Eat when you're hungry."

Sullen stayed in the room for too long, and when he came out suddenly, he couldn't adapt to the light very well, his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, a bit like the previous condescending demeanor, and it took a while for him to return to normal.

He picked up the chopsticks to eat slowly, his movements looked a little clumsy, and he didn't pick up any vegetables. He just ate white rice in a dull manner. Seeing this, Sheng Chuan habitually picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork, but he didn't know what to think of. After a pause, the chopsticks turned around and put the food directly into his bowl.

Shen Yu is no longer the old young master, why should he please the other party.

Sheng Chuan lowered his eyes, frowned and swallowed the piece of sweet and sour pork. He didn't like this dish, but he ate it anyway, and he didn't know what it tasted like.

Shen Yu seemed to be aware of his movements, and looked up, holding the chopsticks in his hand, and poked several holes in the rice in the bowl.

Sheng Chuan ignored him, and ate his own food, until a piece of braised pork ribs suddenly fell into the bowl, and then he paused slowly. Play with chopsticks poking rice.

After two or three seconds, Sheng Chuan regained his gaze, took a bite of the rice, and then took a bite of the braised pork ribs. The salty smell overwhelmed the sweetness of the tenderloin just now, and it finally suited his appetite.

After eating, Sheng Chuan wiped his mouth with a tissue, and said to Aunt Lin, "I have something to go out, if Shen Run comes back, call me."

Aunt Lin nodded, "Don't worry, I will take good care of the young master."

Shen Yu seemed to be full too, he saw Sheng Chuan walking towards the door, followed behind him in a ignorant manner, but Sheng Chuan noticed him and blocked his way.

Shen Yu's forehead was bruised and purple, which shows how hard he hit the cabinet yesterday. He used to be the prince who called the wind and rain in the aristocratic circle of the capital. Now he has fallen to the point of insanity, madness and self-mutilation. Even Sheng Chuan can't help feeling that the gap is too big Big.

He raised his hand and plucked the broken hair on the depressed forehead, "Go back to the room and stay, don't run around."

Shen Yu lowered his head and picked the handrail, looking a little depressed, and then repeated the words that stepped on Shen Run's bottom line, "Xiaoyezhong... Xiaoyezhong..."

Sheng Chuan said, "Go back to the room and don't let Shen Run hear the scolding."

After he finished speaking, he asked Aunt Lin to take Shen Yu back to the upstairs room before leaving.

Sheng Chuan drove the car from the underground garage, just as he drove onto the highway, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a gray-blue overalls squatting not far from the side of the road.

The sight was familiar, and he couldn't help slowing down, slowly lowering the car window, but he didn't know what he found, his pupils shrank, and he suddenly slammed on the brakes.

There wasn't a lot of traffic at this time, not to mention that Sheng Chuan's car was too eye-catching, and it stopped suddenly, which also attracted the attention of the middle-aged man. The man subconsciously stretched his neck and looked at Sheng Chuan's face. Standing up from the ground, he exclaimed in surprise, "Achuan!"

This middle-aged man is Sheng Chuan's father, Sheng Jianghe. He did not know where Sheng Chuan was here, and he searched all the way from the countryside. However, the security system in this residential area is tight, and he was blocked from the outside, so he had to squat Waiting by the side of the road, finally seeing Sheng Chuan, a smile appeared on his dark face.

Sheng Chuan was not in a happy mood. He remembered the time when the other party beat him to vomit blood with a stick, silently clenched the steering wheel, his knuckles were faintly blue, he stepped on the accelerator and was about to leave, but Sheng Jianghe quickly grabbed the car with his eyes and hands "You son of a bitch! Do you still recognize me as a father? Why are you hiding?!"

He spoke a local accent mixed with half-baked Mandarin, his skin was rough and full of grooves, and no one could associate him with Sheng Chuan.

Sheng Jianghe is a farmer who digs the soil. He is used to rough work and has great strength. He directly opened the car door and pulled Sheng Chuan out of it. The slap as big as a cattail fan habitually hit him on the head, but for some reason , and abruptly deviated from the direction, and finally landed on his shoulder.

There was a muffled "snap", with only three components of force.

Sheng Jianghe held his hand tightly, and his body smelled of cigarettes and sweat all the year round. The expression on his face was furious or exasperated, "You child, don't you recognize your father?"

Sheng Chuan's self-esteem has been higher than others since he was a child, not to mention that he has a grudge against Sheng Jianghe, he just feels very ashamed to talk about it in the street, and his tone is a bit cold, "Release first!"

Knowing the son is like the father, Sheng Jianghe knew that his son had more ghosts than a sieve, so he was afraid that he would run away as soon as he let go, so he wiped the sweat from his face with the hem of his clothes, and dragged him across the street, "I don't believe in evil anymore, If you are an old man, you can't control the boy!"

Sheng Chuan couldn't break free, so he had to lock the car with the key in a hurry, and was dragged by Sheng Jianghe to the opposite side of the street like a chick. During the struggle, a strand of hair fell out, which was very different from the previous gentle and calm image, and he was in a panic "Who told you to come and find me?!"

Sheng Jianghe snorted coldly, "No one asked me to come here, I took your uncle's car into the city!"

Sheng Chuan didn't want to recognize him as his father at all, and immediately suspected that Shen Run was setting him up behind his back, "Who told you that I live here?"

Sheng Jianghe dragged him across the road, and said, "I just know, why, I learned to do business with others and haven't come home for several years. If you hadn't been sending money home, I thought you were dead! "

After finishing speaking, he habitually fumbled for a pack of cigarettes in his pocket, but it was inconvenient to light the fire while holding Sheng Chuan, so he had to give up, and suddenly asked, "Did you lose money doing business with him?"

Sheng Chuan didn't know where he got the news, and where did he get the speculation, and he said, "It's none of your business to lose money, let go!"

Sheng Jianghe seemed to want to get angry when he heard the words, but for some reason, he endured it again, "Boy, it's not easy in the city. If you lose money in business, you can go back to your hometown with me. Your mother misses you."

Sheng Chuan lost his mind for a moment when he heard the words, and forgot to struggle, but was dragged away by Sheng Jianghe. There were people coming and going, and there were small vendors shouting everywhere. Bar."

Sheng Chuan was stunned for a moment, "...what did you say?"

Shengjiang River Road "You and I go back to my hometown to sell oranges.", please remember:,