Sheng Chuan obviously wouldn't blush. If he could blush, he wouldn't have done these things in the first place. While walking upstairs to his room, he asked the system, "When are you going to follow me?"
Most people don't like the feeling of being pinned down, especially someone like Shengchuan who is full of bad water.
The system fluttered its wings and said: [It can be unbound after the transformation is successful~]
Sheng Chuan asked: "Will you come back after the transformation is successful?"
The system shook its head: [No way.]
Sheng Chuan thought that the definition of the word "successful transformation" is too broad. Let's not talk about it from afar, just say that it is not easy to cure depression. But now we can only do it according to the meaning of the system. After flicking the past and unbinding successfully, even if he wants to do something, the other party can't control it.
The system knew what he was thinking, but it didn't say anything, fluttered around with his chubby wings, then disappeared into the air, and continued to follow him secretly.
After Sheng Chuan returned to his room, he took stock of his assets. Shen Yu was never stingy with him. Not to mention the RV, he had given him a lot of money over the years. Although it was only a drop in the bucket compared to the Shen family, it was enough for him to live and breathe. for half a lifetime.
Maybe Sheng Chuan should be content, and he doesn't have to bother to get anything, because even if he doesn't do anything, he just stays by Shen Yu's side, and the latter will not treat him badly.
But Sheng Chuan doesn't like the feeling of walking on a tightrope...
Every day I have to beg melancholy and happy, every day I can't make the other party angry, I live carefully, for fear of showing off, over time, he is not reconciled.
The popularity of the rich young master is always quite short-lived. Even if his mind is as meticulous as Shengchuan, he can't guarantee that he can make Shen Yu love him all his life. It is better to grasp the capital of security as soon as possible while the other party's popularity has not faded.
Shengchuan's thinking is always like this, if you don't think about yourself, who else will think for you.
He opened the drawer, there was a diploma from a famous university, and a bunch of miscellaneous identity materials, all forged by Shen Run. He set the background for Sheng Chuanli to be from a scholarly family, his parents died, and he was admitted by himself. A top student at a prestigious university, because Shen Yu has always had eyes above the top, he may not necessarily be attracted to someone from a poor background.
But in fact, Shengchuan was born in a rural area. His parents were digging the soil. Others are not stupid. He was admitted to a good university at the beginning, but his family thought it was expensive, and he was not allowed to study. Strictly speaking, it was only After graduating from high school and becoming an adult, like most young people, they left their hometowns and came to work in big cities.
When he was alone in the room, Sheng Chuan didn't laugh very much, and no one could see what he was thinking. He sat at the desk and tore apart the forged documents one by one until the complete paper became A pile of small pieces that could no longer be put together, finally slowly spread out their palms above the trash can, letting them fall like snowflakes.
After doing all this, he closed his eyes and exhaled slowly, and he seemed to finally feel a little better.
From the system's point of view, people who are good at disguising usually live very depressed. Sheng Chuan obviously belongs to this type of people. If he does not break out in silence, he will die in silence. Otherwise, if he is suppressed, he will become a pervert.
The phone on the table suddenly vibrated, 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 driver's home address had been checked out, and his fingertips moved slightly. , transfer the balance to the other party's account.
When he exited the chat interface, another person sent a few text messages. There were more than 30 text messages in total. It was Sheng Chuan's father. Almost every day, he would post a few typos in a row, and the news came back with a foreword that didn't fit the second, and the content was nothing more than asking him for help, and then asking him if he had encountered any difficulties.
Sheng Chuan had a fight with his family because of school. Sheng's father even interrupted him with a stick in order to clean him up. The beating made him vomit blood, and his relatives tried to persuade him to open the fight. In the middle of the night, he got up from the bed and walked to the entrance of the village. With the only 100 yuan left in his pocket, he took a relative's car into the city.
They never contacted again after that.
Aside from the more than 30 messages this month, the previous chat records are almost blank, and he has not been in contact for two or three years. Sheng Chuan will not bow his head, and it is even more impossible for Sheng's father. He feels that there is no father in the world. Confess the truth to your son.
Now suddenly uncharacteristically sending a message to ask for help, there must be a plan.
Sheng Chuan doesn't look like a peasant's child. He is full of ghost ideas, and his heart is more than a sieve. The words "generous and simple" are a hundred and eighty thousand miles away from him, and people with more hearts generally hold grudges. Two or three years of indifference is proof.
Sheng Chuan only thought that he was begging for money, and he didn't intend to ignore it at first, but he remembered that he died in a previous life, and the money he saved didn't know who was cheaper. Although he was reborn in this life, he still has an unknown future.
Sheng Chuan didn't return a message, but just transferred money home.
He sat quietly in the chair for a while, and saw that the wall clock on the wall had pointed to eight o'clock, then got up and went to the gloomy room, only to see that the other party's original curled position 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 beside the bed: "Why don't you eat?"
Seeing him coming, Shen Yu quietly crawled up beside him and whispered, "No food..."
Sheng Chuan then remembered that he had dumped the rice just now, and glanced at Shen Yu: "Don't you know how to eat without rice?"
Shen Yu: "… "
Sheng Chuan thought that Master Fu was Master Fu, trouble before he went crazy, and trouble after he went crazy. He got up and went out, stood by the corridor, and asked Aunt Lin to prepare a new meal, which was sent to him in a hurry.
Sheng Chuan glanced at the food, his tone was gentle, but with a little oppression: "Don't let me see you adding 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 didn't dare, so he didn't speak, and turned around and entered the room.
Shen Yu has been sitting in place without moving, half of his figure is scattered in the shadows, and even his expression darkened. Sheng Chuan felt different for a moment, and quietly kicked the foot of the bed. With a nervous sensitivity.
Sheng Chuan thought it was his own delusion, sat beside the bed, tasted all the food, like a drug eunuch, determined that there was no problem, and then handed the chopsticks to Shen Yu: "Eat it yourself."
Shen Yu took the chopsticks obediently, ate with his head down, and lowered his eyes. It seemed that he was just chewing mechanically, and he didn't know what the taste was, and he didn't ask the question of where the old man went.
Sheng Chuan glanced at him: "Why didn't you ask your father?"
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he felt that he was a bit mean. When Shen Yu asked, he didn't know how to answer.
I don't know if it was an illusion or not, Shen Yu's eating action paused, he looked up at Sheng Chuan slowly, as if he had remembered something under his reminder, and his tone was blank: "Where's Dad...?"
Sheng Chuan was silent for a long time, Shen Yu lowered his head and poked the plate with his chopsticks, pursed his lips and whispered, "I miss him..."
Sheng Chuan has never experienced a father's love. He was slapped with a stick since he was a child, and he relied on himself to grow up. The man didn't give any help, but it didn't prevent him from seeing that the old man was very distressed and depressed, and it didn't hinder him. He knew that without his biological father, this would be more or less sad.
Sheng Chuan closed his eyes, wondering what he was thinking. After a while, he took out a tissue and wiped the rice from the corner of Shen Yu's mouth: "... He's on a business trip and won't be back in a while."
If necessary, he could make up countless lies, and in fact he did lie a lot, but this time, it didn't have any purpose.
Shen Yu nodded and whispered, "Don't lie to me..."
He didn't know why, but he 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 or says, he will subconsciously choose the answer that makes the other party happy. Go out, Aunt Lin will bring you food, remember to eat it."
After speaking, Shen Yu nodded and agreed, then got up and left the room.
In the second half of the night, the mansion was quiet, and the servants were all asleep. The moonlight shone through the window in the living room, and the cold spread silently, making it even more deadly. At this moment, there was only a click on the door. With the soft sound of the lock turning, a black figure suddenly appeared in the corridor.
At the end of the corner on the second floor is Mr. Shen's study, where he usually works. He saw the figure quietly open the door, and then groped in the dark to remove a famous landscape painting hanging on the wall. There is a depression in the sheltered place, which is a square door. It 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. It is not a cash check, but a certificate issued by the hospital.
The figure did not move for a long time, and after a while, the safe was restored to its original state, and the painting was hung up again, and there was no sign of anyone coming.
Early the next morning, Sheng Chuan drove out of the mansion and went to the address investigated by private investigators. It showed that after the death of the driver Tian Jiadong, only his wife and daughter were left to live alone. Their living environment was obviously not very good. The dilapidated residential building, Shengchuan's car can't drive in the alley, and the rest of the road can only get off and walk.
Before he took a few steps, a group of rambunctious little brats ran past like a wind, almost hitting Shengchuan. 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 rusted. Sheng Chuan glanced inside, and the first impression is that it is gray, dirty and messy.
Before he could ask someone to ask, a slightly fat woman came out with a basin of clothes. When she saw Sheng Chuan, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then paused and asked suspiciously, "Who are you looking for?"
Sheng Chuan, dressed in bright clothes, looked like a raw face, and suddenly appeared here, looking a bit dazzling and very out of place.
Sheng Chuan quickly reacted and handed her a bag of oranges he had just bought at the fruit stand at the alley: "Hello, sister-in-law, I'm a friend of Jiadong. I went back to my hometown some time ago, so I don't know the news of his accident. I'm here today. I want to see you."
The woman paused for a while, and looked suspicious: "Are you a friend of Jiadong? Why haven't I seen you?"
Sheng Chuan smiled: "He pulls goods for the company. I'm a warehouse manager. I've known each other since I came and went. I'm usually busy and have no chance to visit. It's normal that you don't know my sister-in-law."
His smile is amiable, making people feel defensive, and it is easy to gain the favor of the opposite sex. The woman seemed to believe half a point when she heard the words. She put the basin with the clothes in her hand aside, and then took the bag of oranges handed by Sheng Chuan. : "I'm so sorry, it's hard for you to think about Jiadong, come in and have a cup of tea."
As she spoke, she called out to a little girl sitting at the entrance of the alley, "Lingzi, don't run around!"
Only then did he enter the room with his things, and quickly poured a cup of tea for Sheng Chuan: "There's nothing good, so don't be surprised."
Sheng Chuan saw that there was floating dust on the chair, so he wiped it without a trace before sitting down. Looking down, the floor tiles were also dusty, and even the original pattern could not be seen. Obviously, he did not clean it often. There was a brand new one in the corner. The washing machine was spinning hummingly.
Sheng Chuan glanced over a 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 was your life?"
Sister-in-law Tian waved her hands and said, "What can I do, the pillars are all broken, let's make do with it, just eat enough."
Sheng Chuan said again: "How about I help you find a job?"
Sister-in-law Tian refused: "I don't know a few words, and I have to take care of my daughter. I don't have time to go out to work. Besides, there are elderly people at home who need to serve me, so I can't leave for a while."
Sheng Chuan sighed and seemed 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 spoke her hometown dialect: "When I talk about this, I get angry, your brother Dong has worked in the company for so many years, and there is no credit or hard work, although it is because of drunk driving. But they can't ignore it at all, no pension, not a dime!"
As she was talking, her phone suddenly rang, as if someone had sent a text message.
Sheng Chuan glanced at her cell phone without a trace. Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, he had to get up and leave: "Sister-in-law, then I won't disturb you. The company has something else to do, so I'll leave first."
When Mrs. Tian heard the words, she quickly got up to say goodbye: "Then go slowly, come over to be a guest if you have nothing to do, Jiadong must be thinking of you."
Sheng Chuan's smile didn't change, but when he turned around, his eyes became dark for a moment, he adjusted his tie unconsciously, and fell into thought.
Tian Jiadong's wife must be hiding something...
If the information is correct, after Tian Jiadong's death, their family will no longer have any source of income. If Mrs. Tian is really as difficult as she said, she has both a daughter to support and an elderly person to take care of, and no pension is paid in the company. Under the circumstances, how to spend the day? Why did she refuse Shengchuan'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. Shengchuan noticed just now that her mobile phone model is the latest model on the market, about 6,000 yuan, these are obviously not one Affordable for poor families who have lost their source of income.
Everything, piled up, looks weird.
When Shengchuan passed the alley, he saw a little girl with braids sitting there playing with Barbie dolls. He went to the nearby convenience store to buy a lollipop, then walked to the little girl and squatted down, calling her name. : "Lingko."
Hearing this, the girl raised her head subconsciously, but saw a handsome brother with big eyes, tilted her head in a milky voice and asked, "How do you know my name? I don't know you."
Sheng Chuan smiled: "I heard your mother calling you just now."
Lingzi shook his feet, but didn't speak, Sheng Chuan turned his wrist, and his palm was full of colorful candies. Adults often didn't have any truth in their mouths, so he could only find the answer from the child: "You play a game with your brother. Okay, if you play right, I'll give you a candy."
Reiko giggled and pulled out a handful of chocolates from her pocket: "Look, I have candy."
Sheng Chuan picked up the chocolate in her hand and glanced at it. It was imported from abroad. It cost at least 300 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, "Did your mother always buy you this kind of candy?"
Lingzi shook her head: "No, she didn't give me candy before, she just bought it recently."
Recently... that should be shortly after Tian Jiadong's death.
Sheng Chuan touched the little girl's braid: "Then have any strange people come to your family recently to give money to your father?"
Lingzi looked confused and 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 her: "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 when he heard the words, and then noticed that Lingzi's lips were a little more purple than a normal child. Without saying anything, he touched her braid, got up from the ground and said, "It's noon, hurry home and eat. "
He didn't come here in vain, at least he determined that the matter behind the car accident was not simple, 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 Shen Yu?]
Sheng Chuan is now quite active in bringing down Shen Run, but treating Shen Yu seems a little lazy.
Sheng Chuan glanced at the round body of the system, and tapped his fingertips on the steering wheel: "It's hard to find a doctor now."
It's not that the doctor is hard to find, but that he doesn't plan to find it now. If Shen Yu really returns to normal, he will have to kill Sheng Chuan. He will not run if he wants to, anyway, the system does not stipulate that Shen Yu must be cured now.
Sheng Chuan is currently planning to take down Shen Run for revenge, and then find a doctor to treat Shen Yu. When the other party is about to return to normal, he will quickly make a sum of money and pack up and run away.
Perfect.
The system thought that you can't fool me just because I'm a ball: [Dear, please don't exploit 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 cares about his life the most, followed by money. Hearing this, he had no choice but to say, "I will 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, and walked quickly into the living room, only to see Aunt Lin hurriedly greeted him, and said anxiously: "Sheng ... Mr. Sheng... It's not good... Eldest young master, he's back... he's back... "
She was pale and trembling all over. What she knew was that Shen Run was back, but what she didn't know was that the devils had entered the village to sweep.
Sheng Chuan heard the words and looked around the living room: "Shen Run is back? What about others?"
Aunt Lin cautiously pointed upstairs: "In the second young master's room..."
Sheng Chuan walked upstairs quickly when he heard the words, but happened to bump into Shen Run at the corner of the corridor. The other party looked like a dog in a suit and leather shoes.
Shen Run looks at Sheng Chuan now, inexplicably has a feeling of being in danger of raising tigers, his eyes reveal a deep disgust, more uncomfortable than a thorn in the flesh: "You are really cheeky enough, and you still rely on the Shen family not to leave."
Sheng Chuan looked in through the half-closed door, but saw a mess inside, and raised his eyebrows lightly: "Young Master, what are you talking about, the Shen family is not yours alone, so of course we will go together."
Killing my father and my younger brother, I don't know who is cheeky.
After Sheng Chuan finished speaking, ignoring Shen Run's slightly changed face, he went straight around him and walked into the room, only to see that the vase decoration inside was shattered, and Shen Yu fell on the carpet with a pale face, with a bloodstain on his side.
Sheng Chuan strode over the debris at his feet, leaned over to help him up, and frowned, "How are you?"
Shen Yu seemed to be frightened. Seeing Sheng Chuan, he held his hand tightly, hid in his arms, and whispered in a low voice, "Xiaoyezhong... Xiaoyezhong..."
Shen Run stood outside the door and hadn't left. Hearing this, he took a step forward, staring at him with icy eyes, and said solemnly, "Shen Yu, if you talk nonsense again, believe it or not I cut your tongue?"
Sheng Chuan silently held down Shen Yu's trembling body, and raised his eyes slowly when he heard the words, looking at Shen Run with an unclear meaning: "Xiao Ye Zhong didn't scold you, why are you sitting in the right seat?"
Shen Run gritted his teeth: "Sheng Chuan, I see how long you can be mad."
Sheng Chuan smiled but not smiled: "As long as you can live, I will be mad for as long as you can."
After he finished speaking, he let go of Shen Yu, got up from the ground, put one hand in his pocket, walked slowly to Shen Run, and hissed: "You said that if the outside media knew that the eldest young master of the Shen family had abused his own younger brother, would it be wrong to spread it out? News headlines?"
Sheng Chuan doesn't matter, he is an anonymous little gangster who can't compare to Shen Run, a big man with "head and face".
The latter's complexion changed slightly when he heard the words, his hand hanging by his side clenched silently, and he gave Sheng Chuan a gloomy look, then turned around and went downstairs to leave: "Aunt Lin, clean up my room, I'm staying at home during this time. "
Okay, now it's really no different from the devil entering the village.
Sheng Chuan saw his back disappear at the corner of the stairs, then withdrew his gaze, turned around and entered the room, closing the door with his backhand. When Shen Yu was afraid, he would habitually indent into the corner. At this time, he hid in the corner of the bed, motionless, holding a quilt tightly in his arms.
Seeing this, Sheng Chuan stretched out his hand and pulled him over. Shen Yu didn't struggle, and shrank uncomfortably in his arms, revealing only a pair of dark eyes.
Sheng Chuan asked, "Did Shen Run beat you?"
Shen Yu didn't answer, just clenched the quilt in his arms and muttered in a low voice, "Xiao Yezi... Xiaoyezi..."
Shengchuan: "… "
Thought he was scolding Shen Run, and was scolding himself for a long time
Sheng Chuan wiped off the blood on Shen Yu's face with his fingertips, which should have been accidentally scratched by the fragment: "Who are you scolding?"
Shen Yu shook his head: "Xiao Yezhong... Dad said he was Xiao Yezhong... I didn't say that... "
Sheng Chuan frowned without a trace: "Xiao Yezhong? Who? Shen Run?"
How could a father scold his child for being a little wild breed? If he had to scold him, then there would be only one situation, unless Shen Run was not the biological father of Shen.
As soon as this idea came up, I couldn't hold back anymore. The more Sheng Chuan thought about it, the more likely it was. They were both born from the same father, but Shen Run and Shen Yu didn't look alike at all. Sharp, it really can't stand the edge.
Sheng Chuan thought about this and looked at Shen Yu: "Don't say this in front of Shen Run in the future, you know?"
If Shen Run is not the seed of the Shen family, then naturally he will not have the right of inheritance. If he is in a hurry, in order to keep the secret, he might attack Shen Yu.
Shen Yu nodded and bit his sleeve: "I'm obedient... I don't say... "
Sheng Chuan pulled his sleeve out of his mouth: "dirty."
Shen Yu shook his head and lifted his clothes to show him, as if he wanted to prove something: "It's not dirty... I'm taking a shower..."
Sheng Chuan wanted to pull his clothes off, but when he glanced out of the corner, he saw several bruises on his chest, and he couldn't help but pause.
Don't think about it, it must be Shen Run.
Sheng Chuan pulled out a small medicine box from the bedside table, slid his fingertips over a pile of bottles and jars, 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 lay on his lap obediently, but suddenly heard Sheng Chuan ask with a blank face, "Why didn't you bite him when Shen Run hit you?"
Shen Yu's eyes were blank, as if he didn't understand.
Sheng Chuan was bitten by him last time, leaving a tooth mark on his wrist. It is still not healed, and it is estimated that it will not go away. He poured the medicated oil in the palm of his hand and rubbed it to warm it up.
Sheng Chuan lifted Shen Yu's clothes, put his palm on his wound, and before rubbing it twice, the latter shrank back, his face was pale, his dark eyes blinked, and he covered his stomach and said, "It hurts..."
Sheng Chuan wanted to be content. At that time, he was kicked in purple by his father, and he didn't even need to apply any medicine. He grabbed Shen Yu's 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 gentleness.
Shen Yu didn't know why, so he didn't move anymore. His dark hair had not been trimmed for too long, and it had covered his eyes. He looked at the ceiling, and the crystal inlaid light above was clearly reflected in his pupils, and finally formed a bottomless bottom. The vortex, faintly twisted.
Not long after, Aunt Lin came up to clean up the room. While she carefully closed the door, she whispered to Sheng Chuan, "Mr. Sheng, the eldest young master came to me just now."
Sheng Chuan wiped the medicated oil on his fingertips with a tissue: "What did you say?"
Probably because of Shen Yu's illness, the two did not avoid him when they talked.
Aunt Lin habitually wiped her hands with her apron: "He asked me what you did at home during this time, but I couldn't tell, and then asked about the second young master. I said that the second young master ate the food with medicine, and he became more and more Not awake."
Sheng Chuan asked, "What else did he say?"
Aunt Lin thought for a while, then shook her head: "The eldest young master didn't say anything, just asked me to tidy up his room, and then nothing else."
Sheng Chuan said: "You continue to stare at him, and if anything happens, let me know as soon as possible."
Aunt Lin answered in a low voice, then cleaned up the debris on the ground, took some other ornaments from the collection room to fill the vacant position, and turned and left the room.
If Shen Run really moved in, Sheng Chuan would not be able to go out to investigate the news as he used to, it would be easy to be targeted by him, and Shen Yu's current state, it would be dangerous to stay at home alone, so he could only bring up the matter of finding a doctor. It's on the agenda.
Sheng Chuan was sitting beside the bed and pinched his fingertips unconsciously. To be honest, if Shen Run hadn't collapsed, he would have packed up and run away now. Too much trouble.
After a day of running, the 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.
The two of them had no idea how many times they rolled the sheets, and there was no pressure to sleep on the same bed.