Rong finished making some dinner, but Shen Lingshu's company must have something important to do, so he never came back, so he had to eat some by himself out of boredom. After eating, he was about to go back to the room on the second floor, but when he passed the room at the top of the stairs, he couldn't help but pause.
The door is unlocked
I don't know if I forgot to lock it or it was on purpose, but the door that was always tightly closed was opened a crack.
After this, he couldn't stand the temptation anymore, he hesitated for a while, then pushed the door open and went in.
The furnishings in the room were exactly the same as at that time, and every corner and corner was restored to a fine point, including the ointment that was unscrewed on the bedside table the day he left, and the color of the ointment that dripped out had changed. The smell and the scene were so familiar that it was almost shocking. For him, it was just a moment to change the timeline, but for Shen Lingshu, it was twelve years of suffering.
Rong Wan walked to the desk, touched some old things with his fingertips, and opened a book casually.
The books were all yellowed, making Rong Wan a little dazed.
He flipped through the pages, turned to one of the pages, saw a few words, the handwriting was sharp and helpless.
who are you
where are you
Where are you
Why can't I find you
The strokes are like knives, and every word weeps blood.
After Rong Wan touched the handwriting, his heart throbbed. He couldn't imagine how Shen Lingshu had lived for so many years. At the age of fifteen, he escaped from Fu's wolf den covered in blood, and there was no one close to him. Maybe he was suffering and tired, and there was no one to talk to. He stayed up late at night until dawn, and he didn't know his stomach hurts No. The pressure on him is not only the scramble of tigers and wolves, but also the framing and danger of every step of the way.
And she wasn't by his side.
I couldn't bear to continue to turn it down, flattened the foot of the page and put it back to its original position. He originally wanted to go back to his room to sleep, but he thought how lonely Shen Lingshu would be when he came back in the middle of the night without anyone lighting a lamp at home, so he turned around, hugged the blanket again, and walked downstairs.
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When Shen Lingshu came back, it was already very late. He hung his coat casually at the entrance, smelled the aroma of food, and couldn't help but froze—
And when his eyes fell on the sofa, he paused even more suddenly.
The living room was dark, an orange light was left on the sofa, emitting a faint light, and a person was curled up on the sofa.
To Shen Lingshu, this scene was like a dream. His throat suddenly seemed to be choked by something. For so many years, he stayed alone in this huge home, feeling the cold breath. The aroma of food and laughter of ordinary people are out of reach for him. No, or rather, the few years when he only had a smile were when his parents hadn't passed away and when this person was by his side.
And now, the man is back...
Shen Lingshu only felt his heart throbbing. He shook the wheelchair and made some noises, but the people on the sofa slept very peacefully, so they were not woken up.
Shen Lingshu quietly outlines the face of the person on the sofa with her eyes. Compared with Jiang Xiao's face twelve years ago, this face is undoubtedly more beautiful. The skin is very fair, warm and handsome, and the eyes are big, often revealing Cunning and innocent feeling. But to him, he didn't mind what this person looked like or what voice he had. If it wasn't for the accidental encounter at the hotel that night, maybe I still couldn't find this person—
No, maybe that night in the hotel, this person bumped into his room on purpose, in order to find himself? Otherwise, how could there be such a coincidence in the world... Is he also thinking about himself
Shen Lingshu realized this, and felt joy and joy that he had never felt in so many years.
He also resented these years, he couldn't find this person, so why didn't this person think about coming back to him? Those thoughts of not being able to get what they want have accumulated for twelve years, and they have turned into resentment. I once thought that if I saw this person again, I must punish him and let him feel the feeling of worrying about him.
But after finding this person and confirming that this person returned to him, all his naive thoughts of revenge disappeared.
He is reluctant.
Shen Lingshu couldn't express his inner feelings at the moment, he only knew that he was very happy, he had never been so happy.
He reached out his hand uncontrollably and stroked Rong Wan's cheek. He had just come back from the outside, his fingertips were stained with the cold frost of the night, Rong Wan instinctively hid. Shen Lingshu's eyes were full of quiet joy and satisfaction, he retracted his fingers, rubbed them to warm them up, and touched them again - the soft touch made the numbness pass from his fingertips to the tip of his heart.
He had wanted to do this for a long time.
At that time, he was still young, this person was too tall, he looked up and could only see this person's chin, he wanted to be tall enough to protect this person from wind and rain, touch this person's cheek, Kiss the man's hair, but he can't even stand up. But now, he has a lot, enough for this person, he can finally trap this person in his palm, no outside force can separate them...
His eyes fell presumptuously on the face of the person on the sofa, Shen Lingshu had mixed feelings, and he couldn't help but let out a low voice in his throat: "Brother Rong."
He hadn't expected a response—
But the person on the sofa fell asleep, his eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he heard something in his sleep, he hummed softly: "Huh?"
Shen Lingshu: "..."
In an instant, Shen Lingshu's blood rushed to his scalp, and the heart in his chest almost jumped out! It really was him! He knew he couldn't make a mistake! There are so many people in the world, and no one is him, including that Jiang Xiao. The first time Shen Lingshu found that Jiang Xiao, when he saw Jiang Xiao's smile, he knew that Jiang Xiao was not him! No matter how long it takes, even if it turns into ashes, he can still recognize him!
Maybe no one would believe it, even during the years when Shen Lingshu was looking for Rongwan, even his assistants and doctors thought he had mental hallucinations, but he always knew that there was someone deeply rooted in his heart, and he would never Believe that that person never existed, otherwise, he would have no meaning of existence. He lost his father and mother when he was young, and was locked up in a dark corner. Only this person taught him to read and write, talked with him, and comforted him. Even if this person is really nothingness, he must dig three feet to find it.
And now, he finally confirmed it.
Why is it so late
Shen Lingshu's fingers pinched Rong Wan's cheeks neither lightly nor hard, and he couldn't bear to pinch too hard, so he only pinched gently—
It came too late, and he was tortured for twelve years.
Fortunately, it is here.
In such a late night, Shen Lingshu's eyes suddenly turned red.
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