Chapter 71 One thing brings down another thing

It is often difficult for people with a lot of thoughts to fall asleep, because their brains never rest and are thinking about how to trick people every day. Shengchuan was really sleepy, but he just couldn't fall asleep. Finally, he turned over quietly, but he felt...A line of sight fell on his back, which was cool and creepy.

"..."

Shengchuan was more sensitive, so he subconsciously opened his eyes and looked back, only to see Shen Yu lying beside the bed, lowering his head and picking at the sheets.

Shengchuan thought to himself that Shen Yu didn't look like he was suffering from mental illness, but rather that his brain had been damaged and made him stupid. He sat up from the bed and asked Shen Yu, "What are you doing lying next to the bed?"

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

Shengchuan probably felt that the collar was a little tight, so he raised his hand to loosen his tie, looked down at him, and blatantly bullied the fool: "It belongs to me now."

Shen Yu blinked when he heard the words and said nothing, as if he was thinking about the meaning of his words. After a while, he quietly took a pillow from Shengchuan and hugged him in his arms, then moved to the corner where he was hiding before: "Then I'll sleep here..."

However, before he had even taken two steps, Shengchuan grabbed his wrist and pulled him back. He fell onto the bed, his eyes spinning.

Shengchuan was used to being cautious and didn't like making uncertain bets. Now that Shen Run was in the mansion, he couldn't always guard against the other party's moves. He could only stay by Shen Yu's side to avoid being harmed again if he didn't pay attention..

He patted his side and said, "Sleep here."

Shen Yu was much more docile than before. He didn't make a fuss at this time. After hearing this, he quietly got into the quilt. Shengchuan couldn't sleep, so he simply closed his eyes and thought about things.

If Shen Run is really a bastard, then the fact that he killed Mr. Shen can be explained. After all, he is not his biological father, but 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 money from Shen Run. Although Sister-in-law Tian has been pretending to be very good, Shengchuan does not believe that she will never use that money in her life, not to mention that she has a sick daughter who will be exposed sooner or later.Tacky.

Shen Yu turned his back to Shengchuan and shrank into the quilt. Only the top of his dark hair was exposed. He was motionless and seemed to be asleep, but Shengchuan always felt that he should not fall asleep so easily. His slender index fingerShe bowed slightly and flicked his shoulder. The latter shuddered, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him, with a cold tone: "What are you doing..."

Shen Yu's demeanor at this time was different from before. His expression was sensitive and suspicious, his eyes were cold and sinister, like a knife cutting across his body. After staring for a long time, he felt like he was possessed by a ghost.

Shengchuan: "..."

For the first time, Shengchuan felt that his hand was cheap. He silently looked at the gloomy expression, thinking that the other party might be sick. He slowly took back his hand and moved a little farther away from him unconsciously.

I heard that when mentally ill patients go crazy, they will stab people with knives and gouge out their eyes with their hands. I don’t know if this is true...

Shengchuan didn't want to be okay, but his back felt a little cold when he thought about it. He glanced at the bite marks on his wrist unconsciously, and for the first time he felt that he was careless. If he fell asleep and was strangled to death by Shen Yu in the middle of the night, it would be worse than Dou E.Return injustice.

How about... Or go back to your room and sleep?

However, before Shengchuan could make a decision, Shen Yu suddenly withdrew his almost sinister gaze, moved in the quilt, curled up and hid in his arms, his dark hair inadvertently brushed against his chin, causing a faint feeling.Cool itching.

Chen Yu was biting his sleeve again. Most of the cuffs of his white clothes were wrinkled. His eyes were confused and he called his name in a low voice: "Achuan...?"

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

I completely forgot that he was the one who woke her up just now.

The night was getting darker, and the room was quiet, leaving only darkness. Shengchuan lay inside with his eyes closed. He almost fell asleep several times, but he still didn't fall asleep. He took out his mobile phone from under the pillow and looked at it, only to find thatIt's already three o'clock in the morning.

Shen Yu was lying next to him, already asleep, but he seemed to be trapped in some quagmire nightmare that was difficult to escape from. His head was covered in cold sweat, his brows were furrowed, and his originally bold and wanton facial features were now like a faded painting. Look,Not the least bit angry.

His lips were pale and trembling slightly, as if he was saying something, but he couldn't hear clearly. Shengchuan was about to lean over and listen carefully, but Shen Yu suddenly trembled all over and fell off the bed with a thud, his voice frightened.He shouted in a low voice: "Dad——!"

Shengchuan moved for a moment, thinking that he was dreaming about Mr. Shen.

Shen Yu fell from the bed and finally woke up from the nightmare, but he seemed to have not come back to his senses. His chest was rising and falling, and he was breathing heavily. He looked around blankly, but what he saw was nothing but darkness and pain.He grabbed his hair and knocked on the bedside table.

Seeing this, Shengchuan lifted up the quilt and quickly got out of bed, stopped his movements, held Shen Yu's hands tightly, and scolded in a low voice: "Shen Yu!"

The night was too dark, and he couldn't fully see the gloomy expression. When he reached out and touched the other person's face, he could not tell whether it was tears or sweat. The soul in the flesh and skin seemed to be split into countless pieces.The fragments were so painful that they were almost convulsing.

Shengchuan didn't know what to do. Shen Run didn't ask a doctor for Shen Yu. Now he didn't even have medicine to suppress the condition. He could only lock Shen Yu's hands tightly to prevent him from harming himself, and then pressed the person into his arms hard, trying to calm him down.His trembling.

Shengchuan sat on the floor, his eyebrows immersed in the cold moonlight. He didn't say a word, but tightened his waist around Shen Yu, and they were close to each other. He didn't understand the source of Shen Yu's pain. It was because of his biological father.die?Or something else?

Shengchuan couldn't understand, so he stopped thinking about things that couldn't bring benefits. He rarely spent time thinking about things that could not bring benefits. He maintained that posture quietly until Shen Yu finally stopped shaking and lowered his eyes to look at him: "...do it."Nightmare?"

Shen Yu didn't speak, staring blankly at one place. After a moment, he seemed to have regained consciousness. He shook his head and muttered to himself: "Sleep...sleep..."

He was so thin that his clothes couldn't hold him up. His white clothes hung loosely on his body. Some of them fell off due to the violent struggle just now, and half of his shoulders were exposed. He was pale and fragile for no reason. His whole figure was like a piece of transparent glass, which could easily be worn.Crush.

Shengchuan paused, pulled up his clothes again, then put him on the bed, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt over him, and this time he chose to sleep with Shen Yu in his arms to avoid further mishaps.

Fortunately, after this fuss, Shengchuan finally fell asleep. He didn't open his eyes until noon the next day. He slowly sat up from the bed and glanced around as usual. He found that Shen Yu had woken up and was sitting with his back to him.At the end of the bed, there was a pillow in his arms, poking it back and forth.

Shengchuan wiped his face, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up. He planned to go to a private hospital later and find a psychiatrist to see Shen Yu.

Aunt Lin had already prepared lunch. When Shengchuan went downstairs, she didn't see Shen Run and asked aloud, "Where have they gone?"

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

Shengchuan thought thoughtfully: "Do you know who made the call?"

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

Then something was wrong. Shen Run usually liked to put on airs. The only woman close to him was a female secretary, and she was young and beautiful. How could an older woman appear out of nowhere?

Shengchuan didn't ask any more questions. He was about to eat when he heard a soft click from upstairs. He looked up and saw Shen Yu walking out at some point. He was lying on the staircase railing and looking down at them, most of his bodyAll exposed.

Aunt Lin's face turned pale. She was afraid that he would get sick and jump down, so she hurriedly said: "Hey, Master, why did you come out? Don't move!"

Shen Yu looked at her quietly, his side face almost transparent under the sunlight. I don't know if it was an illusion, but at first glance, there was a coldness in his eyes.

Shengchuan was a little surprised that Shen Yu would take the initiative to walk out of the room: "...Why did you come out?"

Chen Yu was lying on the railing, tilted his head when he heard the words, and whispered: "Hungry..."

After hearing this, Shengchuan paused, pulled out his chair and stood up, then walked to the middle of the stairs, stretched out his hand to him and said, "Come here."

Shen Yu was obviously not crazy enough to jump off the second floor. Upon seeing this, he slowly straightened up and walked towards Shengchuan. His body was thin and his clothes were becoming more and more empty. Aunt Lin saw this with a wink.He brought an extra bowl of rice and then left.

Shengchuan pulled out the chair and asked him to sit across from him, thinking that if Shen Run came back later and saw Shen Yu coming out, he might grit his teeth: "Eat when you're hungry."

Shen Yu stayed in the room for too long and suddenly came out. He couldn't adapt to the light well. His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, a bit like the condescending demeanor he had before. After a while, he returned to normal.

He slowly picked up his chopsticks to eat, his movements seemed a bit clumsy, and he didn't pick up the vegetables, just eating the white rice. Seeing this, Shengchuan habitually picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork for him, but he didn't know what he thought of, and in mid-airAfter a pause, he turned his chopsticks around and put the food directly into his bowl.

Chen Yu is no longer the young master he used to be, why should he still please him.

Shengchuan 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 notice his movements, looked up, held the chopsticks in his hand, and poked several holes in the rice in the bowl.

Shengchuan ignored him and ate his own food. It wasn't until a piece of braised pork ribs suddenly fell into the bowl that he paused for a moment. He raised his eyes to the other side of the table and saw that Shen Yu was still holding the bowl with his head down.Play with the rice by poking it with chopsticks.

After two or three seconds, Shengchuan looked away again, took a bite of rice, and then took a bite of braised pork ribs. The salty taste suppressed the sweetness of the tenderloin, and it finally satisfied his appetite.

After eating, Shengchuan wiped his mouth with a tissue and said to Aunt Lin, "I have to go out for something. If Shen Run comes back, give me a call."

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

Shen Yu seemed to have eaten too much. He saw Shengchuan walking out the door and followed him in a daze, but was noticed by Shengchuan and blocked his way.

Shen Yu's forehead was bruised and purple, which showed how hard he hit the cabinet yesterday. He was once a powerful prince in the capital's aristocratic circle, but now he has fallen into a state of confusion, madness and self-mutilation. Even Shengchuan can't help but feel that the gap is too big.big.

He raised his hand and brushed the broken hair from Shen Yu's forehead: "Go back to the room and stay there, don't run around."

Shen Yu lowered his head and scratched the armrest, looking a little unhappy, and then said the words that really violated Shen Run's bottom line: "Little bastard... little bastard..."

Shengchuan said: "If you want to scold me, go back to your room and don't let Shen Run hear it."

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

Shengchuan drove from the underground garage and just drove onto the highway when he saw a middle-aged man wearing a gray-blue work jacket squatting not far from the roadside. He felt familiar for a moment and couldn't help but slow down and slowly lowered the car.I didn't know what I found out the window, my pupils shrank, and I suddenly stepped on the brakes.

There was not much traffic at this time, not to mention that the car driven by Shengchuan was too eye-catching. It suddenly stopped and attracted the attention of the middle-aged man. The other man subconsciously stretched his neck and took a look. When he saw Shengchuan's face clearly, wowHe stood up from the ground and said in surprise: "Achuan!"

This middle-aged man was Shengchuan's father, Sheng Jianghe. He knew from somewhere that Shengchuan was here and searched all the way from the countryside. However, the security system of this residential area was tight, and he was blocked outside and could not enter, so he had to squat.Waiting on the roadside, I finally saw Shengchuan, with a smile on his dark face.

Shengchuan was not in a happy mood anymore. He remembered the time when the other party beat him with a stick and vomited blood. He silently tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his knuckles turning slightly blue. He stepped on the accelerator and was about to leave. However, Sheng Jianghe quickly grabbed the car with his quick eyes and hands.Chuang: "You kid! Do you still recognize me as your father? Why are you hiding?!"

He spoke with a local accent mixed with half-baked Mandarin, and his skin was rough and full of ravines. No one could connect him with Shengchuan.

Sheng Jianghe is a farmer who digs soil in the fields. He is used to doing menial work and has great strength. He directly opened the car door and pulled Shengchuan out of it. He would hit him on the head with a slap as big as a cattail leaf fan, but for some reason, and then swerved in the direction, and finally landed on his shoulder.

There was a muffled sound of "pop", with only three points of force.

Sheng Jianghe held his hand tightly, with a lingering smell of cigarettes and sweat all year round, and the expression on his face was unclear whether he was furious or frustrated: "You kid, have you disowned your father?"

Shengchuan has had higher self-esteem than others since he was a child, not to mention that he has a grudge against Sheng Jianghe. He just feels that it is very embarrassing to tease her on the street, and his tone is a bit colder: "Let go first!"

A son is better than a father. Sheng Jianghe knew that his son was more evil than a sieve. He was afraid that he would run away as soon as he let go. 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.", I can’t control the kid!”

Shengchuan couldn't get away, so he had to lock the car with the key in a hurry. Sheng Jianghe dragged him across the street like a baby. During the struggle, a strand of his hair fell down. He was very different from his previous gentle and calm image, and he was in a state of embarrassment.: "Who asked you to come here to find me?!"

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

Shengchuan 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 street and said after hearing this: "I just know. Why, I learned business from others and didn't go home for several years. If you hadn't been sending money home, I would have thought you were dead."!”

After he finished speaking, he habitually reached into his pocket for a pack of cigarettes, but it was inconvenient to light a fire while holding Shengchuan in his hand, so he had to give up. Suddenly, he suddenly asked: "Did you lose money doing business with others?"

Shengchuan didn't know where he got the news or where he got the speculation. Hearing this, he said, "It's none of your business to lose money. Let go!"

Sheng Jianghe seemed to want to get angry when he heard this, but for some reason, he held it back: "Son, it's not easy to get around in the city. If you lose money in business, come back to your hometown with me. Your mother will miss you."

After hearing this, Shengchuan was lost for a moment and forgot to struggle. As a result, Sheng Jianghe dragged him somewhere. People were coming and going around, and there were the cries of small vendors everywhere. Sheng Jianghe said to Shengchuan, "If it doesn't work, come home with me and sell it."Orange."

Shengchuan was stunned for a moment: "...what did you say?"

Sheng Jianghe said: "You can go back to your hometown with me to sell oranges."