Wen Xiaohui searched all of Luo Yi's rooms, but found nothing. He decided to wait for Luo Yi to leave tomorrow, and go to other rooms to see. The villa is so big, but there are some to look for.
Luo Yi seemed very excited for him to come back on his own initiative. After dinner, he hugged him to watch a movie, peeled the oranges with his own hands, and put them in his mouth one by one. Wen Xiaohui leaned in his arms, drowsy.
"Sleepy?" Luo Yi asked close to his ear.
Wen Xiaohui nodded.
Luo Yi smiled and said, "Why do you get sleepy so easily, lazy bastard."
Wen Xiaohui squinted his eyes in bewilderment, watching an unknown movie, warm lighting, a table full of snacks, and, moreover, hugging him with strong arms and a thick chest, whispering dotingly in his ear people. He suddenly remembered what Luo Yi said after he came out of his house that day. The life he once imagined, isn't it... this is what it is now.
Wen Xiaohui suddenly felt a piercing pain.
He opened his eyes completely: "Go to sleep."
Luo Yi kissed him on the cheek: "Do you want me to carry you up?"
"No need." Wen Xiaohui stood up from the sofa and walked upstairs by himself.
When Wen Xiaohui was taking a shower, Luo Yi naturally followed and squeezed into the bathroom, and the two had sex under the shower head mixed with cold water, and then moved onto the bed wet. That night, Wen Xiaohui completely let go of himself to enjoy himself, and his casual moan, an unbearable hint was enough to ignite every nerve of Luo Yi, and the two of them were crazily lingering like wild beasts.
Obviously there is no gap between the body, but the heart does not know how to get closer...
The next day, Luo Yi got up early as before. He was worried about Wen Xiaohui's back pain, so he gave him a massage for half an hour. Wen Xiaohui curled up in Luo Yi's arms like a cat that couldn't wake up. Endless tenderness, at that moment, he was completely immersed in his own world, a world that only belonged to him and Wen Xiaohui. Until the ringing of the phone brought him back to reality.
After answering the phone, he whispered in Wen Xiaohui's ear that he was going to the company. Wen Xiaohui muttered, which means he heard it.
Luo Yi went downstairs, warmed up the breakfast and put it on the table, then opened the door and left.
Hearing the sound of the door being closed, Wen Xiaohui opened his eyes. Enduring the pain in his back, he turned over and got out of bed, put on his clothes, and went downstairs to Luo Yaya's room.
Luo Yaya's room was as peaceful as before, the desk was spotless, and it was obviously cleaned frequently, as if the owner had never left and might return at any time. He has lived here for a few years, and rarely came to Yaya's room, and every time he came in, he couldn't help being touched by the scene, and this nostalgia could not be subdued for so many years.
"Sister, excuse me." Wen Xiaohui clasped his hands together, bowed, and began to search for her in her room.
There were so many things in Luo Yaya's room, Wen Xiaohui felt guilty and didn't dare to search too hard, after searching for a while, his back was sore and his legs hurt, so he sat down on the sofa. On the wall directly opposite the sofa is a large photo of Luo Yaya. The woman in the photo has a breathtaking beauty, but there is an indelible sadness in her eyes. Wen Xiaohui looked at it and suddenly felt guilty.
He was rummaging through his dead sister's room for things that were not good for her son. Maybe, she also wants to take revenge on Chang Xing, at least she won't want to see Luo Yi fail, but he...
"Sister, what should I do." Wen Xiaohui looked at the photo and murmured. He covered his face, and suddenly felt unable to look directly into Luo Yaya's eyes. Luo Yaya treated him well, and he had no chance to repay it in his life. He originally wanted to be on Luo Yi's side, but who knew that things would be completely different. When he hated Luo Yi the most, he thought that the only thing he could do for Luo Yaya was not to harm Luo Yi, but what he is doing now...
He struggled for a long time, thinking about his mother and Luo Rui, finally stood up and continued to search.
Miss, I'm sorry...
Wen Xiaohui searched Luo Yaya's room all morning, but he still couldn't find what he was looking for, but accidentally found several Luo Yaya's diaries. He held them in his hand, struggled for a long time, and finally used a A masochistic mentality opened up.
The page that was opened casually recorded things related to Luo Yi. Looking at the time, it was when Luo Yi was about six years old. Luo Yaya wrote worriedly in her diary: Why is my son so quiet? Is it because no one usually talks to him? Is he autistic, is there something wrong with him. Not only do I not speak, but I also like to look at others with eyes that seem to be observing something. Sometimes, I feel a little scared.
Wen Xiaohui only read this passage, and then closed the diary with a snap. He had a premonition that if he really read it, he would be flooded with sympathy. Luo Yi's childhood was always a topic he deliberately avoided. In the dark and heavy story, I make excuses for Luo Yi's today, and I don't want to see Yaya's sad past through that story. The best way is not to know.
He put the diary back in place, made sure everything was in order, and then bowed to Luo Yaya's photo, and quietly exited the room.
Most people don't put important things in the living room, so the storage room on the fourth floor is the last one. The room where Chang Xing is riddled with photos of being shot by arrows is hanging, and Luo Yi doesn't want him to go there. place, but he knew where Luo Yi kept the key to the fourth floor.
Opening the storage room, Wen Xiaohui walked in nervously.
The photo of Chang Xing is still there, but there are too many arrow holes in his face, especially where the eyes are. Every trace on it depicts Luo Yi's hatred for many years.
He looked at the things piled up in the storage room, and for a moment he didn't know what to do. He took a breath and continued to search.
When he found Chang Xing's photo, he stared at the photo in a strange way. Then, his master and apprentice pulled out the arrow on the eyebrow to see if he could restore the image a little. He couldn't remember Chang Xing's appearance. . The arrow was inserted very deep, but the hard foam target was not very strong. He pressed the target with his hand and pulled it out. The moment the arrow was pulled out, he felt that the place where his hand was pressed was sunken inward.
He was stunned for a moment, and gently moved away the target with the photo on it. On the wall behind the target, there was a small wooden door the size of a book with a combination lock on it.
Wen Xiaohui felt his heart beating wildly, could this be a safe? No, it's too small to hold anything, so it might be a mechanism. His fingertips fumbled on the small door, and finally stopped on the password.
A six-digit password... He entered the password of Luo Yi's bank card without hesitation.
With a click, the lock was unlocked. He opened the small door tremblingly, and sure enough, he found a mechanism wrench inside. He took a deep breath and pulled the wrench.
There was a muffled bang, and the heavy solid wood bookshelves on the opposite wall were moved to the two sides, gradually revealing a dark room.
Wen Xiaohui was dumbfounded, what he saw were firearms and weapons on half a wall! He immediately recognized the saber that Chang Xing gave Luo Yi on his first birthday with Luo Yi! Wen Xiaohui felt a little weak in his legs and feet, he reluctantly walked over, reached out and touched the barrel of a gun lightly, the cold metal texture made people feel chilling.
There were several unlocked boxes under the display rack. Wen Xiaohui opened it and saw that there were neatly stacked gold bars and cash from several countries.
The dark room is not big, and everything is almost clear at a glance, only the box can hide things. Trembling, he took out the gold bars and banknotes. If they weren't there, he really didn't know where to find them. Unfortunately, he rummaged through both boxes, but there was still nothing. He sat down on the ground in frustration, irritated in his mind. He regretted it very much. He should have stabbed that bodyguard recklessly yesterday afternoon. Whether it was stabbed to death or barrel wounded, he could prevent that bastard from threatening him again, but he was timid at the time.
"What are you doing."
A cold voice exploded in Wen Xiaohui's heart like a bomb. He trembled all over, and his blood almost flowed backwards. He turned his head slowly, Luo Yi was leaning against the door, looking at him expressionlessly.
Wen Xiaohui swallowed, and stood up from the ground. The door of the dark room was wide open, and there were still gold bars and cash piled up at his feet. How could he explain it
Luo Yi raised his chin towards the gold and bills: "You don't want these, do you? You know that I will give you as much of these things as you want."
Wen Xiaohui clenched his fists, pursed his lips and remained silent.
Luo Yi came over, and every time Wen Xiaohui took a step back, his heart was beating wildly, and he was sweating profusely from fear. The fear Luo Yi gave him was not as wild and straightforward as the bodyguards. The heavy oppressive feeling that seemed to be restrained deliberately but could explode at any time was even more frightening.
Luo Yi walked in front of him and gently raised his chin: "Brother Xiaohui, what do you want, huh? Tell me."
Wen Xiaohui was forced to raise his head, looking into his bottomless eyes, his mouth became dry immediately.
"Speak, as long as you open your mouth, I will definitely give it to you." Luo Yi lowered his head, gently licked Wen Xiaohui's lips with the tip of his tongue, and said in an infinitely gentle tone: "I am willing to give you anything."
Wen Xiaohui's scalp was like an electric shock, and panic infected his whole body like a virus in an instant. He almost reflexively pushed Luo Yi away, his eyes widened and his chest heaved violently.
Luo Yi looked at him quietly.
Wen Xiaohui swallowed, and wanted to run after passing Luo Yi, but was hugged by Luo Yi's waist, and pushed against the wall hard, his feet almost left the ground!
Wen Xiaohui shouted hoarsely: "Let go of me!" He felt that Luo Yi's eyes seemed to be eating people!
Luo Yi looked at him with blood-red eyes: "Tell me what you want, Chang Xing's bodyguard, what can you take from me!"
Wen Xiaohui's eyes widened, his mind was buzzing.
"Are you surprised? I said earlier that I sent people to secretly protect you, your mother, and Luo Rui. Why don't you believe it? Do you think Chang Xing doesn't know this? Chang Xing has arranged the funeral for his family, so he Now he is working hard without any scruples, trying to hit me through you, even if I find out, it doesn't matter, his target is no longer those things, but me. How can you believe his words!"
"Because I don't believe you!" Wen Xiaohui also shouted at Luo Yi with red eyes.
Luo Yi grabbed Wen Xiaohui's collar, the bloodshot eyes seemed to explode at any moment, and his ferocious face was finally drowned in pain.