After suffering mental torture for dozens of seconds, Manila and her two uncles finally fainted "happily", and were quickly sent away from Siyou Mountain by the guards who were hidden by He Rin.
An inexplicable farce ended hastily, An Xian felt that the patients in the mental hospital were smarter than them, and once people were motivated by interests, they would often do things that fell below the bottom line.
If Anxian is really Roy, what Manilai said might not be able to impress him. After all, Roy's parents died early in this life, and he finally met other relatives. Even if he didn't like it, it wouldn't embarrass them. He lacks interpersonal experience and can easily be deceived.
"I won't let them bother you again." He Rin walked to An Xian's side, her face was cold, and her body was still full of evil spirits.
"It's okay, I don't mind." An Xian didn't waste his expression on these irrelevant people. The reason why we met was just to know their purpose, so as not to be tricked by them without realizing it.
In two sentences, the topic related to Manila and others ended, and He Rin instructed Feituo to prepare dinner.
While the three were enjoying dinner, Manilai and the others on the other side also woke up from their stupor and found themselves lying in the car, which was parked in front of their house.
"Why are you so useless!" Manilai stared gloomily at her brother.
"It's not that we are useless, but that we have encountered a master." Ma Song rubbed his aching head, his voice trembling.
Matt affirmed: "That master has the strength to absolutely suppress us."
The mental strength of both of them is above C rank, and those who can make them helpless, at least have reached A rank.
Manila gritted her teeth: "I think it should be He Rin. Except for He Rin, there is no reason for anyone else to suddenly attack us because of those few words."
When Masson and Matt heard the words, their expressions changed slightly, and they looked at Manila with some resentment. If it wasn't for her eagerness for quick success and her open mouth, they wouldn't be so embarrassed.
However, Manila didn't realize her mistake, and sneered to herself: "The wild seed of unknown origin is just unfamiliar. Since he doesn't care about family affection, then I don't need to worry about his face."
"What do you want to do?" Ma Song reminded, "The He family is not to be provoked, so don't mess around."
"Don't worry." Manila said disapprovingly, "The son of their He family should naturally be disciplined by their He family, and I don't think they want their son to be entangled with a man."
Ma Song frowned and disagreed: "This kind of small measure that can't be seen on the table will not have any impact on the He family, but will cause us trouble."
Manila smiled and said, "I'm not so confused, I just went to the He family. I'm looking for Roy."
"What do you mean?" Masson and Matt asked at the same time.
"Collect the evidence that Roy was raised by He Rin, and then negotiate with Roy." Manila said confidently, "Roy definitely doesn't want the relationship between the two to be made public, and he doesn't dare to let the He family know, so we will use this bargaining chip. , in exchange for the mining rights of the veins.”
Masson and Matt's eyes lit up, and the plan seemed feasible. You don't have to face the He family directly, and you can let Roy, who has not yet been deeply involved in the world, cast his arms around him. Even if He Rin knew about this, he didn't dare to deal with them blatantly. If he really wanted to marry Roy, he wouldn't hide it from his family and would not disclose the relationship between the two.
Manilai didn't consider the possibility that the two were not lovers at all. With He Rin's character, if he didn't like it, how could he be so close to Roy? As a public figure, He Rin has always kept himself clean and never had any scandals. Even if there were, it was just some gossip.
Some time ago, the He family arranged for many famous ladies to contact him, but none of them caught his eye. And Roy, a powerless orphan, young, handsome, and talented, said that He Rin didn't have that kind of intention for him, and Manilai would not believe it. As for Roy, it must be something he wants to be able to befriend such a gold master.
Manila is purely self-serving, and uses her own skewed three views to speculate on the behavior of others.
An Xian could not understand the psychology of a person like Manilai, nor was he interested in understanding it.
After dinner, He Rin came to the comfortable room and lay down on the couch.
An Xian put his hand on his forehead, and was about to start exploring the brain, when he suddenly grabbed her wrist and said solemnly: "Huahua, I have never regarded you as a plaything."
"I know." An Xian's tone was calm and his eyes were clear. Self-knowledge is clear, not arrogant, not underestimated, the heart is Zhou Zheng, why be afraid of people's words
"I like you and want to spend a lifetime with you." He Rin stared deeply into his eyes, "You may never be able to accept someone of the same sex, but as long as you don't have someone you like, I won't give up. I have done Well, I'm ready to be lonely for life, unless you're willing to end my singleness."
The peaceful girl's heart was exhausted more than a thousand years ago, and there was no fluctuation in He Rin's provocation, but she didn't find it annoying, but she couldn't respond. She felt like an old pine tree, standing still and standing firmly in the face of the fierce jab of the woodpecker.
As a pursuer of Anxian, He Rin is actually quite miserable. Family background, status, wealth, talent, strength, body appearance, these courtship bonus items are all clouds in An Xian's eyes. Apart from that, he has no other advantages to speak of.
He Rin encountered the same problem as the pollen, what to use to deceive a certain male god into a losing gamble.
"Let's start." An Xian didn't want to cooperate with He Rin to create an ambiguous atmosphere, so he went straight to the topic.
He Rin stared at him for a long time, a hint of depression flashed in his eyes, and finally let go of his hands, laid his body flat, and slowly closed his eyes.
An Xian put his hand on his forehead again, activated his spiritual consciousness, and carefully entered his brain.
That buried memory is like a scrambled puzzle piece, fragmented and can only be explored bit by bit.
This time in a study, a middle-aged man in a white coat appeared in front of him, sitting beside He Rin, talking to him, and occasionally making strange gestures in front of him.
An Xian quickly realized that the other party was hypnotizing He Rin. But for a long time, the picture in front of me gradually blurred, and I couldn't see it clearly. I could only hear murmurs like babbling, and paragraphs of words appeared in my mind.
The other party was obviously entering some kind of cultivation technique for He Rin. When he was hesitating whether to interrupt this memory, the scene changed again. He Rin returned to the study and saw the hypnotist with a surprised face. He Rin broke free from his control and woke up from consciousness.
The hypnotist tried to hypnotize him again, but his head suddenly burst, turning into a cloud of blood, followed by a chaotic image.
At this time, He Rin's face was hideous, his body was tense, and his mental strength also fluctuated violently.
Anxian was immediately appeased, and after dozens of seconds, his mental power gradually subsided.
In my memory, a man walked into the study and took Xiao He Rin into his arms. This man is He Rin's grandfather.
Then, An Xian "saw" some scattered memories one after another, just those few people and those places back and forth. Laboratories, study rooms, children, researchers, hypnotists, grandpas, nutrition troughs and people lying in nutrient troughs, naked...
In the last picture, He Rin came to the room full of corpses, glass fragments, blood stains, terrifying silence and coldness... He Rin woke up again from the dream, but this time he calmed down a lot and took a breather. , and regained his composure.
"I found something strange." He Rin said suddenly.
"what?"
"In my memory before the age of 4, there are no my parents, no other people in the He family, only my grandfather." He Rin's eyes were dark and thoughtful.
"What do you think?" An Xian took the kettle and poured him a glass of warm water.
"I'm thinking..." He Rin held the water glass, felt the temperature of his palm, and said calmly, "Grandpa might be doing an experiment, and I'm one of the experimenters."
An Xian didn't answer, just looked at him quietly.
He Rin continued: "That kind of experiment is definitely not a good thing."
Did his parents know what his grandfather did? If they knew, then it was intentional for them to hand themselves over to Grandpa, if not...
He Rin's face was sinking like water, and he really didn't want to suspect his parents, but what he saw and heard in his memory made him unable to ignore it.
"Don't think too much, things will be clear sooner or later." An Xian rarely comforted.
He Rin pondered for a moment, then looked up at An Xian: "I won't bother you in the future, I'll investigate the rest myself."
An Xian asked curiously, "Why? Isn't it faster to use this method?"
He Rin clenched his fists and remained silent. He remembered very clearly that the hypnotist in his memory turned into a blood mist in front of his eyes, and his death was tragic. There were only two people in the room at the time, and the death of the other was apparently self-inflicted.
The person who can hypnotize him has at least A-level mental power, and he was only 4 years old at the time, but he could kill the opponent in an instant. This had to make him worry about whether he would hurt An Xian if he lost control again.
He Rin looked at the young man beside him, the bloody image flashed repeatedly in his mind, and suddenly felt a little scared. There were no accidents in these three explorations, thank God. But he can't let An Xian take risks anymore. With the clues now, he believes that he can find out the truth soon.
"I may not have time to come and find you recently." He Rin explained, "So, I will send another person to investigate."
"Okay, if there is any result of the investigation, remember to let me know." An Xian didn't ask any more questions, but just reminded me casually.
"Well." He Rin sat on the chair with a solemn expression.
After a long time, An Xian didn't want to rush him, but looking at the time, it was very late, so he said, "It's getting late, go back and rest."
He Rin remained motionless, with both hands on her knees, her head bowed slightly, her entire face shrouded in shadows, like a sculpture.
Anxian: "… "
Is this guy deliberately clinging on, or is he really thinking about life's major events? Neither the former nor the latter changed the fact that he had to leave this room.
An Xian gently patted him on the shoulder.
He bent over and hid the entire part below his face in the shadows, leaving only a lonely back.
An Xian was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "How about staying and sleeping with me tonight?"
"Really?" He Rin straightened up, raised his head quickly, and looked at him with burning eyes.
Hehe, it looks so deep.
"Of course it's fake." An Xian picked up a pillow and stuffed it into his arms, "This is a reward for you, go back to sleep!"
Pulling him up and pushing him out mercilessly, He Rin failed to hold the position because of his high horses and strong footing.
With a bang, the door was slammed shut.
He Rin held the pillow and stood alone outside the door.
Since the confession, he has never slept with Huahua again.
Alas, when will I be able to sleep with him justifiably? It's okay to just cover the quilt and just chat...
The next day, He Rin left the small building early, and took the pillow with him.
An Xian packed his things and went to the mental hospital.
She intends to buy the wasteland around the mental hospital, so as not to be preempted by others. However, she didn't have much working capital left, so she could only buy about 30 acres of wasteland, and borrow some money, as much as she could.
However, her enclosure action was like sounding a battle horn, attracting a mess of people.
Patients in a mental hospital, pollen with a keen sense of smell, speculators with vicious eyes, and all kinds of boring people who follow the trend... The wasteland that was originally uninterested has suddenly become a scrambled bun, and the price of land has skyrocketed. The speed skyrocketed.
Anxian: ... There is a mdzz saying that I don't know if it should be said or not.