Evil Son: C11
CHAPTER ELEVEN
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After Meng Fei graduated, he first helped his elder brother manage the family business "Mengshi" domestically, then after two months, he was entrusted with a temporary position at a branch in the United States as an agent by his parents and older brother.
The older woman looked at him in shock, but them she replied cheerily, "There's nothing of the like. Didn't I already tell you? Liu Wei no longer went out looking for other women."
When only his aunt came out to welcome him, he causally asked, "Where's Uncle?"
At that moment, Liu Wei's handsome face had contorted into something unshapely. He was a man whose mind was already poisoned by jealousy and driven into a mad rage.
When only his aunt came out to welcome him, he causally asked, "Where's Uncle?"
After saying so, that man's face revealed a maddened grin that was all too familiar. Proceeded by him tеaring off Yu Yanzhang's clоthes before thrоwing himself upon the other.
But the amount of food within it, for just two people, seemed like more than too much!
In the beginning, it was nothing but sympathy. It was just pity.
It just so happened that a daughter of ones of the friends they had in the business world also needed to visit the United States around that time as well, so Meng Fei was also entrusted to take her there. The name of that young woman was He Zhi.
While his aunt was in the kitchen preparing their meal, with nothing to do, the two young people went into the kitchen as well.
"Oh, that's great, then." Meng Fei said those words in flattery while forcing out a smile.
"You bіtch! That kid wasn't my son at all! Who the hell is the man you had him with?"
As for his parents true intentions, how could Meng Fei not know? He was twenty-four years old, the right age for marriage, but to him, girlfriends were nothing but a revolving door—coming as easily as they went. And why not? With someone possessing excellent conditions as Meng Fei, how could there be any lacking in the troves of women willing throwing themselves his way? It was impossible!
The only connection between him and Yu Jiang was the latter's father—the man who had once served as governor of the province. So once this layer of their relationship was gone, they could only naturally revert to strangers that found the other unappealing.
Just as Yu Yanzhan thought he would be strangled to death, Liu Wei let out a long breath then said, "Forget it! You're mine alone now, anyhow! And I promise you, I will make you give birth to my son!"
Yanzhang was really scared of my uncle as well. I still remember how strange he seemed when he saw the man.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
After saying so, that man's face revealed a maddened grin that was all too familiar. Proceeded by him tеaring off Yu Yanzhang's clоthes before thrоwing himself upon the other.
But a long four years had already passed, and to the present day, and there has never been any signs. Day after day, he was left in an exhausted daze after Liu Wei's endless αssαults, and in his dreams, he would always imagine himself free. But then he would again awaken to find himself alone in that cold, damp basement, and lying on that bed. Yu Yanzhang had reached the point where he had almost given up all hope.
Oh yeah... something seemed to be very abnormal back then.
But he couldn't make up his mind. For his parents, they must've felt quite anxious, and also had a hard time urging the son who wasn't their own blood into marriage. That day, he had even overheard his mother, in a whisper, asking his older sister if he suffered some kind of heartbreak in college.
After saying so, that man's face revealed a maddened grin that was all too familiar. Proceeded by him tеaring off Yu Yanzhang's clоthes before thrоwing himself upon the other.
Upon hearing her, Meng Fei found it amusing. Heartbreak! But his expression quickly turned into one of sadness. Haa... there was no heartbreak, just a past that is difficult to forget.
"Oh dear, what's wrong? You don't look so well, Xiao Fei," his aunt asked concernedly. "Last time my older sister called me, she said you keep cycling through girlfriends and always seemed undecided. She's very worried about you, you know?"
"Oh, he went out to buy some groceries," his aunt replied.
No! No! No way! There's no proof something like that happened. This... something like this can't be true! It can't be! Meng Fei's face paled, but he could not stop the devil of suspicion from taking root in his heart. In the end, he did manage to stammer out, "Aunt. In... the past four years... have you noticed anything strange about Uncle?"
In the beginning, it was nothing but sympathy. It was just pity.
It just so happened that a daughter of ones of the friends they had in the business world also needed to visit the United States around that time as well, so Meng Fei was also entrusted to take her there. The name of that young woman was He Zhi.
Meng Fei's aunt was just about to reply when some when walked in and announced, "Is the owner here?"
Exhausted, Yu Yanzhang buried himself under a blanket while his have covered eyes found solace in an exquisite wall lamp hanging overhead. It's been four years since I last saw the sun. Even the memories of the outside world also seem as though they're leaving me.
But why are you still on my mind after all these years? Why can't I drive away these thoughts of you?
Oh yeah... something seemed to be very abnormal back then.
Only almost, because within the field of his heart in this world seeming to be buried in snow, there was almost the smallest seed of hope buried within.
Exhausted, Yu Yanzhang buried himself under a blanket while his have covered eyes found solace in an exquisite wall lamp hanging overhead. It's been four years since I last saw the sun. Even the memories of the outside world also seem as though they're leaving me.
I made a mistake, then. Even though I don't like that uncle, it still doesn't mean he's the type to commit a murder!
While his aunt was in the kitchen preparing their meal, with nothing to do, the two young people went into the kitchen as well.
The former governor, Yu Yanzhang had disappeared during Meng Fei's first year of college, and it had already been four years! There was still no sign of him, alive or dead.
Reading books or watching television were the only two pastimes Yu Yanzhang could partake in after being rαvαged by Liu Wei.
When only his aunt came out to welcome him, he causally asked, "Where's Uncle?"
It just so happened that a daughter of ones of the friends they had in the business world also needed to visit the United States around that time as well, so Meng Fei was also entrusted to take her there. The name of that young woman was He Zhi.
Meng Fei never gave up his search for Yu Yanzhang, but it seemed as though the police had no thoughts of continuing to look.
A man with straw like hair, a face no different that corpse's, a figure of just skin and bones, and a swollen belly. Only one glance had left him shocked, left him confused what it was Liu Wei found attractive by such a body. So much so, he madly claimed his flesh every day.
When only his aunt came out to welcome him, he causally asked, "Where's Uncle?"
Exhausted, Yu Yanzhang buried himself under a blanket while his have covered eyes found solace in an exquisite wall lamp hanging overhead. It's been four years since I last saw the sun. Even the memories of the outside world also seem as though they're leaving me.
But a long four years had already passed, and to the present day, and there has never been any signs. Day after day, he was left in an exhausted daze after Liu Wei's endless αssαults, and in his dreams, he would always imagine himself free. But then he would again awaken to find himself alone in that cold, damp basement, and lying on that bed. Yu Yanzhang had reached the point where he had almost given up all hope.
His aching waist that felt as though it was near the point of breaking, and the burning from that place betwееn his thίghs left tοrn both practically declared the suffering he endured during the former night's frеnzied lοvеmaking. He could still feel the warmth of that fluіd still slowly drіppіng from that place between hіs chееks which then flowed onto that thіck, soft mattress.
Every time he called to urge them, all he got was a "we still haven't found any leads!" by that operator in a frosty tone, before the other line was cut off with a snap.
Four years ago, when he was first imprisoned by Liu Wei, he had dreamed that there would be someone who'd come save him.
While his aunt was in the kitchen preparing their meal, with nothing to do, the two young people went into the kitchen as well.
Meng Fei never gave up his search for Yu Yanzhang, but it seemed as though the police had no thoughts of continuing to look.
iana: About a cuck. Liu-btch-Wei asked if Yanzhang was trying make him "wear a green hat" which is a slang for a woman cheating on her husband/husband being cheated on by his wife, which alludes to the vague coocoo bird situation Lil-dick-Wei is getting feathers ruffled over. Anyhow, it's a funny story if you haven't heard the origin. Look it up if you care. []Next chapter comes with a warning tag, don't say I didn't warn you. It's kinda long too.
But he couldn't make up his mind. For his parents, they must've felt quite anxious, and also had a hard time urging the son who wasn't their own blood into marriage. That day, he had even overheard his mother, in a whisper, asking his older sister if he suffered some kind of heartbreak in college.
At that moment, Liu Wei's handsome face had contorted into something unshapely. He was a man whose mind was already poisoned by jealousy and driven into a mad rage.
Meng Fei never gave up his search for Yu Yanzhang, but it seemed as though the police had no thoughts of continuing to look.
He never had any contact with Yu Jiang, so has no idea if that guy was doing well either.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
With all his limbs bound and his lіps sealed by the crazed Liu Wei, that lower part of his that had yet to be rid of its pain was roughly іnvaded. He felt as though Liu We's crazed kіsses and fоrced еntry both possessed a demonic kind of madness, and it had always made Yu Yanzhang's teeth chatter in fright.
"I wasn't talking about that—"
With all his limbs bound and his lіps sealed by the crazed Liu Wei, that lower part of his that had yet to be rid of its pain was roughly іnvaded. He felt as though Liu We's crazed kіsses and fоrced еntry both possessed a demonic kind of madness, and it had always made Yu Yanzhang's teeth chatter in fright.
Exhausted, Yu Yanzhang buried himself under a blanket while his have covered eyes found solace in an exquisite wall lamp hanging overhead. It's been four years since I last saw the sun. Even the memories of the outside world also seem as though they're leaving me.
The only connection between him and Yu Jiang was the latter's father—the man who had once served as governor of the province. So once this layer of their relationship was gone, they could only naturally revert to strangers that found the other unappealing.
He knew his aunt and uncle had a very nice garden.
Meng Fei's heart was overtaken with a dreadful shudder. Why didn't I think of it this way four years ago! How could I have not noticed such a suspicious fact!
Thinking Yu Yanzhang may have gone missing somewhere on the road leading there, the thought of the man hiding somewhere in some corner of this city at that very moment scratched at his heart painfully.
It's been four years! How could Yu Yanzhang disappear from my aunt's shop four years ago? I don't understand.
"Oh, that's great, then." Meng Fei said those words in flattery while forcing out a smile.
He knew his aunt and uncle had a very nice garden.
"I'm here. I'll be right out!" His aunt then threw down the fruit knife and rushed out to go greet the guests.
But despite it being the time where the scorching hot summer was to be replaced by autumn's entry, the temperature in that basement was much lower than that outside. What's more, because he was attacked by Liu Wei and carried three consecutive pregnancies, his body had grown extremely weak. And for that reason, Liu Wei had always made his bed early.
He then saw his aunt smile shyly as she continued, "Ahem... um... I have no idea what happened myself, but a few years back, he began treating me especially well—he doesn't go looking for other women either. Honestly, it would've been great if it was like this from the beginning..."
Where the hell did he go? What the hell happened to him? Is he suffering? Does he remember me in his dreams?
But the amount of food within it, for just two people, seemed like more than too much!
"I'm fine. I just... I just think that as a man, my career should take precedence. So, at least fort he time being, I'm not considering marriage." Meng Fei pretended to be cheerful, but from the corner of his eyes, he accidentally glanced at that table. It was the one where he had last seen Yu Yanzhang four years ago. He still remembered the piece of fish he had given the man. He remembered the man's final words: 'where is the washroom?' He remembered that he had originally planned for the two of them to be reconciled on that day. He remembered his uncle and aunt had deliberately forced themselves into the other seats at their table, thus ruining his plans. He remembered his uncle had also given Yu Yanzhang a piece of fish, and also said him and Yanzhang were old acquaintances—
"You bіtch! That kid wasn't my son at all! Who the hell is the man you had him with?"
Meng Fei found this strange. From his recollection, his upright and cold looking uncle was never one to act the part of a dutiful husband at home. So... why would he suddenly opt to go buy groceries?
Just because Yanzhang went missing from this place, doesn't mean my uncle had something to do with it.
Liu Wei would take care of it anyhow. Every day, while he was still in a daze, he was always carried by Liu Wei to the bathroom to be cleaned; fed a meal of well-cooked rice with a nourishing soup; then gently force-fed some sour fruits that were all properly peeled. Afterwards, he was again returned to that bed already shed of its old covered and replaced with new.
But then, the images he saw on the screen when he turned it on made him feel sick to his stomach, and reading books had become something that no longer held his interest. So all he would do was sleep.
The day before he was to leave for the States, Meng Fei went to his aunt's to say goodbye.
"I don't know why, but Liu Wei suddenly began being really especially good to me over the past few years. He told me it was too tiring for me to go buy the groceries, so he'd go buy them every day after he got off work. He's been doing so for the past few years without fail! It really was peculiar. Before, he always avoided the market because he thought it was dirty and boring. Even when I urged him to take a rest and let me go buy them, he refused and gently told me: 'Honey, I haven't been considerate to you enough over the years, so let me try my best to make up for it, alright?' And when I heard those words I ward beyond touched..."
iana: About a cuck. Liu-btch-Wei asked if Yanzhang was trying make him "wear a green hat" which is a slang for a woman cheating on her husband/husband being cheated on by his wife, which alludes to the vague coocoo bird situation Lil-dick-Wei is getting feathers ruffled over. Anyhow, it's a funny story if you haven't heard the origin. Look it up if you care. []Next chapter comes with a warning tag, don't say I didn't warn you. It's kinda long too.
I don't want to hear about that! Meng Fei felt discouraged. Something like that had nothing to do with my suspicions!
Thinking Yu Yanzhang may have gone missing somewhere on the road leading there, the thought of the man hiding somewhere in some corner of this city at that very moment scratched at his heart painfully.
Every time he called to urge them, all he got was a "we still haven't found any leads!" by that operator in a frosty tone, before the other line was cut off with a snap.
To this, Meng Fei's aunt only chuckled while replying, "Oh, well, your uncle always says it's not that much in comparison. So he goes out to buy more every day. I told him not to a few times, but he never listens to me so I just let do as he likes. You know men, right, such spendthrifts!"
My uncle knew Yanzhang. His exact words back then were: our relationship was quite deep.
It just so happened that a daughter of ones of the friends they had in the business world also needed to visit the United States around that time as well, so Meng Fei was also entrusted to take her there. The name of that young woman was He Zhi.
The only connection between him and Yu Jiang was the latter's father—the man who had once served as governor of the province. So once this layer of their relationship was gone, they could only naturally revert to strangers that found the other unappealing.
As though he had just suddenly returned to reality from a nightmare, Meng Fei amusedly knocked his own head.
"Oh, that's great, then." Meng Fei said those words in flattery while forcing out a smile.
When only his aunt came out to welcome him, he causally asked, "Where's Uncle?"
There was also a mirror in that room, but not once did Yu Yanzhang ever dared to look at himself in it. What would he see?
Meng Fei? ...that's a possibility. But I was only ever with him that one time... so there's a better chance of him being Yu Jiang's son. As Yu Yanzhang thought, he weakly and indifferently stared at Liu Wei.
"Oh, that's great, then." Meng Fei said those words in flattery while forcing out a smile.
An almost forty year old woman, whose eyes upon smiling wrinkled at their corners to the point bits of powder fell, was currently exposing the shy expression of a girl in her youth. It was not a scene that would move one's heart, but Meng Fei still felt genuinely happy for his aunt. No wonder she hadn't run over to our house over the few years in tears.
But then, the images he saw on the screen when he turned it on made him feel sick to his stomach, and reading books had become something that no longer held his interest. So all he would do was sleep.
With all his limbs bound and his lіps sealed by the crazed Liu Wei, that lower part of his that had yet to be rid of its pain was roughly іnvaded. He felt as though Liu We's crazed kіsses and fоrced еntry both possessed a demonic kind of madness, and it had always made Yu Yanzhang's teeth chatter in fright.
But then, the images he saw on the screen when he turned it on made him feel sick to his stomach, and reading books had become something that no longer held his interest. So all he would do was sleep.
"Oh, he went out to buy some groceries," his aunt replied.
Meng Fei's aunt was just about to reply when some when walked in and announced, "Is the owner here?"
The only connection between him and Yu Jiang was the latter's father—the man who had once served as governor of the province. So once this layer of their relationship was gone, they could only naturally revert to strangers that found the other unappealing.
And not once, did Yu Yanzhang ever dare ask Liu Wei what he had done to that first child.
Out of curiosity, He Zhi opened the refrigerator then exclaimed in surprise, "Wow! Aunty, there's so much food! Do you guys eat all of it?" That fridge was only used by Meng Fei's aunt and uncle, and the food inside it should have all been bought for them alone every day.
With his body trembling in anger, Liu Wei rushed over and grabbed Yu Yanzhang by the collar.
Meng Fei found this strange. From his recollection, his upright and cold looking uncle was never one to act the part of a dutiful husband at home. So... why would he suddenly opt to go buy groceries?
"Then, what?" His aunt looked at him curiously, before slapping her head suddenly. "Oh right! If you never brought it up, I would've forgotten all about it! There was something else rather strange."
Out of curiosity, He Zhi opened the refrigerator then exclaimed in surprise, "Wow! Aunty, there's so much food! Do you guys eat all of it?" That fridge was only used by Meng Fei's aunt and uncle, and the food inside it should have all been bought for them alone every day.
"I wasn't talking about that—"
He then saw his aunt smile shyly as she continued, "Ahem... um... I have no idea what happened myself, but a few years back, he began treating me especially well—he doesn't go looking for other women either. Honestly, it would've been great if it was like this from the beginning..."
When only his aunt came out to welcome him, he causally asked, "Where's Uncle?"
An almost forty year old woman, whose eyes upon smiling wrinkled at their corners to the point bits of powder fell, was currently exposing the shy expression of a girl in her youth. It was not a scene that would move one's heart, but Meng Fei still felt genuinely happy for his aunt. No wonder she hadn't run over to our house over the few years in tears.
In the beginning, it was nothing but sympathy. It was just pity.
Originally, he was suspicious, but now, Meng Fei felt even more dissuaded.
"You bіtch! That kid wasn't my son at all! Who the hell is the man you had him with?"
"Oh, that's great, then." Meng Fei said those words in flattery while forcing out a smile.
He simply wanted to bid his aunt farewell and leave, but that woman made him stay for lunch! Using the excuse, "You'll be going to America, so you won't be able to taste my cooking at all!"
Could it be... Could it really be that there was animosity between my uncle and Yanzhang? Did my uncle... kill Yanzhang?
After saying so, that man's face revealed a maddened grin that was all too familiar. Proceeded by him tеaring off Yu Yanzhang's clоthes before thrоwing himself upon the other.
"Oh, that's great, then." Meng Fei said those words in flattery while forcing out a smile.
His aching waist that felt as though it was near the point of breaking, and the burning from that place betwееn his thίghs left tοrn both practically declared the suffering he endured during the former night's frеnzied lοvеmaking. He could still feel the warmth of that fluіd still slowly drіppіng from that place between hіs chееks which then flowed onto that thіck, soft mattress.
With all his limbs bound and his lіps sealed by the crazed Liu Wei, that lower part of his that had yet to be rid of its pain was roughly іnvaded. He felt as though Liu We's crazed kіsses and fоrced еntry both possessed a demonic kind of madness, and it had always made Yu Yanzhang's teeth chatter in fright.
"Oh dear, what's wrong? You don't look so well, Xiao Fei," his aunt asked concernedly. "Last time my older sister called me, she said you keep cycling through girlfriends and always seemed undecided. She's very worried about you, you know?"
His aching waist that felt as though it was near the point of breaking, and the burning from that place betwееn his thίghs left tοrn both practically declared the suffering he endured during the former night's frеnzied lοvеmaking. He could still feel the warmth of that fluіd still slowly drіppіng from that place between hіs chееks which then flowed onto that thіck, soft mattress.
His aunt's face again took on the shy mannerisms of a teenaged girl, her eyes shining, as she was intoxicated by her late marriage bliss. Meng Fei only got goosebumps from the sight of her, however, and lost all his prior hope. This trivial husband and wife crap is not the proof I wanted to hear!
Only almost, because within the field of his heart in this world seeming to be buried in snow, there was almost the smallest seed of hope buried within.
Every time he called to urge them, all he got was a "we still haven't found any leads!" by that operator in a frosty tone, before the other line was cut off with a snap.
"Oh dear, what's wrong? You don't look so well, Xiao Fei," his aunt asked concernedly. "Last time my older sister called me, she said you keep cycling through girlfriends and always seemed undecided. She's very worried about you, you know?"
Yanzhang had gone to the bathroom first, then my uncle excused himself saying he had something to take care of ten minutes later, and left me alone with my aunt.
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The left behind and had nothing to do Meng Fei, after staring at those fruit dully, suggested to He Zhi, "How about we go for a stroll in the garden?"
"I'm fine. I just... I just think that as a man, my career should take precedence. So, at least fort he time being, I'm not considering marriage." Meng Fei pretended to be cheerful, but from the corner of his eyes, he accidentally glanced at that table. It was the one where he had last seen Yu Yanzhang four years ago. He still remembered the piece of fish he had given the man. He remembered the man's final words: 'where is the washroom?' He remembered that he had originally planned for the two of them to be reconciled on that day. He remembered his uncle and aunt had deliberately forced themselves into the other seats at their table, thus ruining his plans. He remembered his uncle had also given Yu Yanzhang a piece of fish, and also said him and Yanzhang were old acquaintances—
The day before he was to leave for the States, Meng Fei went to his aunt's to say goodbye.
Oh yeah... something seemed to be very abnormal back then.
It's been four years! How could Yu Yanzhang disappear from my aunt's shop four years ago? I don't understand.
My uncle knew Yanzhang. His exact words back then were: our relationship was quite deep.
But despite it being the time where the scorching hot summer was to be replaced by autumn's entry, the temperature in that basement was much lower than that outside. What's more, because he was attacked by Liu Wei and carried three consecutive pregnancies, his body had grown extremely weak. And for that reason, Liu Wei had always made his bed early.
Reading books or watching television were the only two pastimes Yu Yanzhang could partake in after being rαvαged by Liu Wei.
A man with straw like hair, a face no different that corpse's, a figure of just skin and bones, and a swollen belly. Only one glance had left him shocked, left him confused what it was Liu Wei found attractive by such a body. So much so, he madly claimed his flesh every day.
This made Yu Yanzhang realise the condition of his body and mind were worsening, doing so more and more with each passing day. Often, near the beginning, he would faint while they had ѕеⅹ, and every morning when he awoke, he entire body would be covered in a cold sweat.
Yanzhang had gone to the bathroom first, then my uncle excused himself saying he had something to take care of ten minutes later, and left me alone with my aunt.
Yanzhang was really scared of my uncle as well. I still remember how strange he seemed when he saw the man.
Where the hell did he go? What the hell happened to him? Is he suffering? Does he remember me in his dreams?
"Oh, he went out to buy some groceries," his aunt replied.
"I wasn't talking about that—"
Yanzhang had gone to the bathroom first, then my uncle excused himself saying he had something to take care of ten minutes later, and left me alone with my aunt.
As for his parents true intentions, how could Meng Fei not know? He was twenty-four years old, the right age for marriage, but to him, girlfriends were nothing but a revolving door—coming as easily as they went. And why not? With someone possessing excellent conditions as Meng Fei, how could there be any lacking in the troves of women willing throwing themselves his way? It was impossible!
Exhausted, Yu Yanzhang buried himself under a blanket while his have covered eyes found solace in an exquisite wall lamp hanging overhead. It's been four years since I last saw the sun. Even the memories of the outside world also seem as though they're leaving me.
To this, Meng Fei's aunt only chuckled while replying, "Oh, well, your uncle always says it's not that much in comparison. So he goes out to buy more every day. I told him not to a few times, but he never listens to me so I just let do as he likes. You know men, right, such spendthrifts!"
Not long afterwards, my uncle came back, but Yanzhang never returned.
iana: About a cuck. Liu-btch-Wei asked if Yanzhang was trying make him "wear a green hat" which is a slang for a woman cheating on her husband/husband being cheated on by his wife, which alludes to the vague coocoo bird situation Lil-dick-Wei is getting feathers ruffled over. Anyhow, it's a funny story if you haven't heard the origin. Look it up if you care. []Next chapter comes with a warning tag, don't say I didn't warn you. It's kinda long too.
But a long four years had already passed, and to the present day, and there has never been any signs. Day after day, he was left in an exhausted daze after Liu Wei's endless αssαults, and in his dreams, he would always imagine himself free. But then he would again awaken to find himself alone in that cold, damp basement, and lying on that bed. Yu Yanzhang had reached the point where he had almost given up all hope.
"What?" Meng Fei held his breath in anticipation, he was so nervous, his heart had almost leapt out his throat!
He knew his aunt and uncle had a very nice garden.
Yanzhang was really scared of my uncle as well. I still remember how strange he seemed when he saw the man.
He wanted to sit up, but he couldn't. Even if he did give his all to push pass the dizziness and get himself upright, once he did, everything would start spinning and he'd fall right back down again.
When only his aunt came out to welcome him, he causally asked, "Where's Uncle?"
Meng Fei's heart was overtaken with a dreadful shudder. Why didn't I think of it this way four years ago! How could I have not noticed such a suspicious fact!
Originally, he was suspicious, but now, Meng Fei felt even more dissuaded.
Meng Fei? ...that's a possibility. But I was only ever with him that one time... so there's a better chance of him being Yu Jiang's son. As Yu Yanzhang thought, he weakly and indifferently stared at Liu Wei.
"Oh, he went out to buy some groceries," his aunt replied.
Could it be... Could it really be that there was animosity between my uncle and Yanzhang? Did my uncle... kill Yanzhang?
He never had any contact with Yu Jiang, so has no idea if that guy was doing well either.
"Oh, he went out to buy some groceries," his aunt replied.
Meng Fei? ...that's a possibility. But I was only ever with him that one time... so there's a better chance of him being Yu Jiang's son. As Yu Yanzhang thought, he weakly and indifferently stared at Liu Wei.
No! No! No way! There's no proof something like that happened. This... something like this can't be true! It can't be! Meng Fei's face paled, but he could not stop the devil of suspicion from taking root in his heart. In the end, he did manage to stammer out, "Aunt. In... the past four years... have you noticed anything strange about Uncle?"
"You bіtch! That kid wasn't my son at all! Who the hell is the man you had him with?"
CHAPTER ELEVEN
There was also a mirror in that room, but not once did Yu Yanzhang ever dared to look at himself in it. What would he see?
The the next day, Liu Wei charged back there in a fury, his face blackened with gloom, and his eyes burning with a murderous rage.
"Oh, he went out to buy some groceries," his aunt replied.
The older woman looked at him in shock, but them she replied cheerily, "There's nothing of the like. Didn't I already tell you? Liu Wei no longer went out looking for other women."
My uncle knew Yanzhang. His exact words back then were: our relationship was quite deep.
"I wasn't talking about that—"
Meng Fei's heart was overtaken with a dreadful shudder. Why didn't I think of it this way four years ago! How could I have not noticed such a suspicious fact!
But a long four years had already passed, and to the present day, and there has never been any signs. Day after day, he was left in an exhausted daze after Liu Wei's endless αssαults, and in his dreams, he would always imagine himself free. But then he would again awaken to find himself alone in that cold, damp basement, and lying on that bed. Yu Yanzhang had reached the point where he had almost given up all hope.
But he couldn't make up his mind. For his parents, they must've felt quite anxious, and also had a hard time urging the son who wasn't their own blood into marriage. That day, he had even overheard his mother, in a whisper, asking his older sister if he suffered some kind of heartbreak in college.
Meng Fei found it hard to refuse the older woman's kindness, but then he recalled he had an appointment with He Zhi for lunch that afternoon. So he figured he might as well call the young woman over for all of them to have lunch together. And the right after he had called, He Zhi had rushed over.
Out of curiosity, He Zhi opened the refrigerator then exclaimed in surprise, "Wow! Aunty, there's so much food! Do you guys eat all of it?" That fridge was only used by Meng Fei's aunt and uncle, and the food inside it should have all been bought for them alone every day.
The the next day, Liu Wei charged back there in a fury, his face blackened with gloom, and his eyes burning with a murderous rage.
Where the hell did he go? What the hell happened to him? Is he suffering? Does he remember me in his dreams?
I don't want to hear about that! Meng Fei felt discouraged. Something like that had nothing to do with my suspicions!
"I'm here. I'll be right out!" His aunt then threw down the fruit knife and rushed out to go greet the guests.
"Oh, he went out to buy some groceries," his aunt replied.
Exhausted, Yu Yanzhang buried himself under a blanket while his have covered eyes found solace in an exquisite wall lamp hanging overhead. It's been four years since I last saw the sun. Even the memories of the outside world also seem as though they're leaving me.
Meng Fei found this strange. From his recollection, his upright and cold looking uncle was never one to act the part of a dutiful husband at home. So... why would he suddenly opt to go buy groceries?
But why are you still on my mind after all these years? Why can't I drive away these thoughts of you?
My uncle knew Yanzhang. His exact words back then were: our relationship was quite deep.
He knew his aunt and uncle had a very nice garden.
"Then, what?" His aunt looked at him curiously, before slapping her head suddenly. "Oh right! If you never brought it up, I would've forgotten all about it! There was something else rather strange."
"How many men have you been fυсkίng around with, you bίtch? Were you actually trying to turn me into a cuck? ...is that kid Meng Fei's?"
Meng Fei? ...that's a possibility. But I was only ever with him that one time... so there's a better chance of him being Yu Jiang's son. As Yu Yanzhang thought, he weakly and indifferently stared at Liu Wei.
As for his parents true intentions, how could Meng Fei not know? He was twenty-four years old, the right age for marriage, but to him, girlfriends were nothing but a revolving door—coming as easily as they went. And why not? With someone possessing excellent conditions as Meng Fei, how could there be any lacking in the troves of women willing throwing themselves his way? It was impossible!
"I'm fine. I just... I just think that as a man, my career should take precedence. So, at least fort he time being, I'm not considering marriage." Meng Fei pretended to be cheerful, but from the corner of his eyes, he accidentally glanced at that table. It was the one where he had last seen Yu Yanzhang four years ago. He still remembered the piece of fish he had given the man. He remembered the man's final words: 'where is the washroom?' He remembered that he had originally planned for the two of them to be reconciled on that day. He remembered his uncle and aunt had deliberately forced themselves into the other seats at their table, thus ruining his plans. He remembered his uncle had also given Yu Yanzhang a piece of fish, and also said him and Yanzhang were old acquaintances—
Liu Wei would take care of it anyhow. Every day, while he was still in a daze, he was always carried by Liu Wei to the bathroom to be cleaned; fed a meal of well-cooked rice with a nourishing soup; then gently force-fed some sour fruits that were all properly peeled. Afterwards, he was again returned to that bed already shed of its old covered and replaced with new.
"What?" Meng Fei held his breath in anticipation, he was so nervous, his heart had almost leapt out his throat!
As though he had just suddenly returned to reality from a nightmare, Meng Fei amusedly knocked his own head.
I made a mistake, then. Even though I don't like that uncle, it still doesn't mean he's the type to commit a murder!
When only his aunt came out to welcome him, he causally asked, "Where's Uncle?"
"I don't know why, but Liu Wei suddenly began being really especially good to me over the past few years. He told me it was too tiring for me to go buy the groceries, so he'd go buy them every day after he got off work. He's been doing so for the past few years without fail! It really was peculiar. Before, he always avoided the market because he thought it was dirty and boring. Even when I urged him to take a rest and let me go buy them, he refused and gently told me: 'Honey, I haven't been considerate to you enough over the years, so let me try my best to make up for it, alright?' And when I heard those words I ward beyond touched..."
Only almost, because within the field of his heart in this world seeming to be buried in snow, there was almost the smallest seed of hope buried within.
While his aunt was in the kitchen preparing their meal, with nothing to do, the two young people went into the kitchen as well.
"I wasn't talking about that—"
Originally, he was suspicious, but now, Meng Fei felt even more dissuaded.
"How many men have you been fυсkίng around with, you bίtch? Were you actually trying to turn me into a cuck? ...is that kid Meng Fei's?"
His aunt's face again took on the shy mannerisms of a teenaged girl, her eyes shining, as she was intoxicated by her late marriage bliss. Meng Fei only got goosebumps from the sight of her, however, and lost all his prior hope. This trivial husband and wife crap is not the proof I wanted to hear!
I really am grasping at straws...
As for his parents true intentions, how could Meng Fei not know? He was twenty-four years old, the right age for marriage, but to him, girlfriends were nothing but a revolving door—coming as easily as they went. And why not? With someone possessing excellent conditions as Meng Fei, how could there be any lacking in the troves of women willing throwing themselves his way? It was impossible!
He simply wanted to bid his aunt farewell and leave, but that woman made him stay for lunch! Using the excuse, "You'll be going to America, so you won't be able to taste my cooking at all!"
But why are you still on my mind after all these years? Why can't I drive away these thoughts of you?
With all his limbs bound and his lіps sealed by the crazed Liu Wei, that lower part of his that had yet to be rid of its pain was roughly іnvaded. He felt as though Liu We's crazed kіsses and fоrced еntry both possessed a demonic kind of madness, and it had always made Yu Yanzhang's teeth chatter in fright.
Originally, he was suspicious, but now, Meng Fei felt even more dissuaded.
Meng Fei found this strange. From his recollection, his upright and cold looking uncle was never one to act the part of a dutiful husband at home. So... why would he suddenly opt to go buy groceries?
An almost forty year old woman, whose eyes upon smiling wrinkled at their corners to the point bits of powder fell, was currently exposing the shy expression of a girl in her youth. It was not a scene that would move one's heart, but Meng Fei still felt genuinely happy for his aunt. No wonder she hadn't run over to our house over the few years in tears.
But the amount of food within it, for just two people, seemed like more than too much!
I made a mistake, then. Even though I don't like that uncle, it still doesn't mean he's the type to commit a murder!
His aunt's face again took on the shy mannerisms of a teenaged girl, her eyes shining, as she was intoxicated by her late marriage bliss. Meng Fei only got goosebumps from the sight of her, however, and lost all his prior hope. This trivial husband and wife crap is not the proof I wanted to hear!
This made Yu Yanzhang realise the condition of his body and mind were worsening, doing so more and more with each passing day. Often, near the beginning, he would faint while they had ѕеⅹ, and every morning when he awoke, he entire body would be covered in a cold sweat.
I made a mistake, then. Even though I don't like that uncle, it still doesn't mean he's the type to commit a murder!
After Meng Fei graduated, he first helped his elder brother manage the family business "Mengshi" domestically, then after two months, he was entrusted with a temporary position at a branch in the United States as an agent by his parents and older brother.
iana: About a cuck. Liu-btch-Wei asked if Yanzhang was trying make him "wear a green hat" which is a slang for a woman cheating on her husband/husband being cheated on by his wife, which alludes to the vague coocoo bird situation Lil-dick-Wei is getting feathers ruffled over. Anyhow, it's a funny story if you haven't heard the origin. Look it up if you care. []Next chapter comes with a warning tag, don't say I didn't warn you. It's kinda long too.
Just because Yanzhang went missing from this place, doesn't mean my uncle had something to do with it.
He simply wanted to bid his aunt farewell and leave, but that woman made him stay for lunch! Using the excuse, "You'll be going to America, so you won't be able to taste my cooking at all!"
"Oh, that's great, then." Meng Fei said those words in flattery while forcing out a smile.
Where the hell did he go? What the hell happened to him? Is he suffering? Does he remember me in his dreams?
But he couldn't make up his mind. For his parents, they must've felt quite anxious, and also had a hard time urging the son who wasn't their own blood into marriage. That day, he had even overheard his mother, in a whisper, asking his older sister if he suffered some kind of heartbreak in college.
Out of curiosity, He Zhi opened the refrigerator then exclaimed in surprise, "Wow! Aunty, there's so much food! Do you guys eat all of it?" That fridge was only used by Meng Fei's aunt and uncle, and the food inside it should have all been bought for them alone every day.
The only connection between him and Yu Jiang was the latter's father—the man who had once served as governor of the province. So once this layer of their relationship was gone, they could only naturally revert to strangers that found the other unappealing.
This made Yu Yanzhang realise the condition of his body and mind were worsening, doing so more and more with each passing day. Often, near the beginning, he would faint while they had ѕеⅹ, and every morning when he awoke, he entire body would be covered in a cold sweat.
I really am grasping at straws...
The first time he had given birth, was about eight months after he was first imprisoned. After a day of git-wrenching pain, Yu Yanzhang had given birth to a baby boy. Liu Wei held that baby in both hands, happily laying kiss after kiss on that little one's cheeks, then gently whispering into Yu Yanzhang's ear, "You finally gave birth to my son, babe. I swear, I'll love you and our son for all the days of our lives!"
The older woman looked at him in shock, but them she replied cheerily, "There's nothing of the like. Didn't I already tell you? Liu Wei no longer went out looking for other women."
Yanzhang had gone to the bathroom first, then my uncle excused himself saying he had something to take care of ten minutes later, and left me alone with my aunt.
As though he had just suddenly returned to reality from a nightmare, Meng Fei amusedly knocked his own head.
And not once, did Yu Yanzhang ever dare ask Liu Wei what he had done to that first child.
The only connection between him and Yu Jiang was the latter's father—the man who had once served as governor of the province. So once this layer of their relationship was gone, they could only naturally revert to strangers that found the other unappealing.
"Then, what?" His aunt looked at him curiously, before slapping her head suddenly. "Oh right! If you never brought it up, I would've forgotten all about it! There was something else rather strange."
But the amount of food within it, for just two people, seemed like more than too much!
After Meng Fei graduated, he first helped his elder brother manage the family business "Mengshi" domestically, then after two months, he was entrusted with a temporary position at a branch in the United States as an agent by his parents and older brother.
But why are you still on my mind after all these years? Why can't I drive away these thoughts of you?
When only his aunt came out to welcome him, he causally asked, "Where's Uncle?"
He simply wanted to bid his aunt farewell and leave, but that woman made him stay for lunch! Using the excuse, "You'll be going to America, so you won't be able to taste my cooking at all!"
But then, the images he saw on the screen when he turned it on made him feel sick to his stomach, and reading books had become something that no longer held his interest. So all he would do was sleep.
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Yanzhang had gone to the bathroom first, then my uncle excused himself saying he had something to take care of ten minutes later, and left me alone with my aunt.
And not once, did Yu Yanzhang ever dare ask Liu Wei what he had done to that first child.
His aching waist that felt as though it was near the point of breaking, and the burning from that place betwееn his thίghs left tοrn both practically declared the suffering he endured during the former night's frеnzied lοvеmaking. He could still feel the warmth of that fluіd still slowly drіppіng from that place between hіs chееks which then flowed onto that thіck, soft mattress.
But what caught his eye was most of those fruits were sour.
Just because Yanzhang went missing from this place, doesn't mean my uncle had something to do with it.
Meng Fei found it hard to refuse the older woman's kindness, but then he recalled he had an appointment with He Zhi for lunch that afternoon. So he figured he might as well call the young woman over for all of them to have lunch together. And the right after he had called, He Zhi had rushed over.
Meng Fei? ...that's a possibility. But I was only ever with him that one time... so there's a better chance of him being Yu Jiang's son. As Yu Yanzhang thought, he weakly and indifferently stared at Liu Wei.
He simply wanted to bid his aunt farewell and leave, but that woman made him stay for lunch! Using the excuse, "You'll be going to America, so you won't be able to taste my cooking at all!"
Upon hearing her, Meng Fei found it amusing. Heartbreak! But his expression quickly turned into one of sadness. Haa... there was no heartbreak, just a past that is difficult to forget.
While his aunt was in the kitchen preparing their meal, with nothing to do, the two young people went into the kitchen as well.
An almost forty year old woman, whose eyes upon smiling wrinkled at their corners to the point bits of powder fell, was currently exposing the shy expression of a girl in her youth. It was not a scene that would move one's heart, but Meng Fei still felt genuinely happy for his aunt. No wonder she hadn't run over to our house over the few years in tears.
Out of curiosity, He Zhi opened the refrigerator then exclaimed in surprise, "Wow! Aunty, there's so much food! Do you guys eat all of it?" That fridge was only used by Meng Fei's aunt and uncle, and the food inside it should have all been bought for them alone every day.
Not long afterwards, my uncle came back, but Yanzhang never returned.
Yanzhang had gone to the bathroom first, then my uncle excused himself saying he had something to take care of ten minutes later, and left me alone with my aunt.
He then saw his aunt smile shyly as she continued, "Ahem... um... I have no idea what happened myself, but a few years back, he began treating me especially well—he doesn't go looking for other women either. Honestly, it would've been great if it was like this from the beginning..."
Only almost, because within the field of his heart in this world seeming to be buried in snow, there was almost the smallest seed of hope buried within.
There was also a mirror in that room, but not once did Yu Yanzhang ever dared to look at himself in it. What would he see?
With his body trembling in anger, Liu Wei rushed over and grabbed Yu Yanzhang by the collar.
And not once, did Yu Yanzhang ever dare ask Liu Wei what he had done to that first child.
But the amount of food within it, for just two people, seemed like more than too much!
I made a mistake, then. Even though I don't like that uncle, it still doesn't mean he's the type to commit a murder!
As though he had just suddenly returned to reality from a nightmare, Meng Fei amusedly knocked his own head.
I don't want to hear about that! Meng Fei felt discouraged. Something like that had nothing to do with my suspicions!
To this, Meng Fei's aunt only chuckled while replying, "Oh, well, your uncle always says it's not that much in comparison. So he goes out to buy more every day. I told him not to a few times, but he never listens to me so I just let do as he likes. You know men, right, such spendthrifts!"
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The left behind and had nothing to do Meng Fei, after staring at those fruit dully, suggested to He Zhi, "How about we go for a stroll in the garden?"
But what caught his eye was most of those fruits were sour.
After saying so, that man's face revealed a maddened grin that was all too familiar. Proceeded by him tеaring off Yu Yanzhang's clоthes before thrоwing himself upon the other.
Meng Fei's heart was overtaken with a dreadful shudder. Why didn't I think of it this way four years ago! How could I have not noticed such a suspicious fact!
"Oh..." Meng Fei replied half-heartedly, before noticing that there were a lot of fruits in the refrigerator.
With his body trembling in anger, Liu Wei rushed over and grabbed Yu Yanzhang by the collar.
Liu Wei would take care of it anyhow. Every day, while he was still in a daze, he was always carried by Liu Wei to the bathroom to be cleaned; fed a meal of well-cooked rice with a nourishing soup; then gently force-fed some sour fruits that were all properly peeled. Afterwards, he was again returned to that bed already shed of its old covered and replaced with new.
"I don't know why, but Liu Wei suddenly began being really especially good to me over the past few years. He told me it was too tiring for me to go buy the groceries, so he'd go buy them every day after he got off work. He's been doing so for the past few years without fail! It really was peculiar. Before, he always avoided the market because he thought it was dirty and boring. Even when I urged him to take a rest and let me go buy them, he refused and gently told me: 'Honey, I haven't been considerate to you enough over the years, so let me try my best to make up for it, alright?' And when I heard those words I ward beyond touched..."
Meng Fei found this strange. From his recollection, his upright and cold looking uncle was never one to act the part of a dutiful husband at home. So... why would he suddenly opt to go buy groceries?
Upon hearing her, Meng Fei found it amusing. Heartbreak! But his expression quickly turned into one of sadness. Haa... there was no heartbreak, just a past that is difficult to forget.
To this, Meng Fei's aunt only chuckled while replying, "Oh, well, your uncle always says it's not that much in comparison. So he goes out to buy more every day. I told him not to a few times, but he never listens to me so I just let do as he likes. You know men, right, such spendthrifts!"
As though he had just suddenly returned to reality from a nightmare, Meng Fei amusedly knocked his own head.
But what caught his eye was most of those fruits were sour.
Out of curiosity, He Zhi opened the refrigerator then exclaimed in surprise, "Wow! Aunty, there's so much food! Do you guys eat all of it?" That fridge was only used by Meng Fei's aunt and uncle, and the food inside it should have all been bought for them alone every day.
Yanzhang was really scared of my uncle as well. I still remember how strange he seemed when he saw the man.
When only his aunt came out to welcome him, he causally asked, "Where's Uncle?"
"I'm here. I'll be right out!" His aunt then threw down the fruit knife and rushed out to go greet the guests.
At that moment, Liu Wei's handsome face had contorted into something unshapely. He was a man whose mind was already poisoned by jealousy and driven into a mad rage.
But why are you still on my mind after all these years? Why can't I drive away these thoughts of you?
He knew his aunt and uncle had a very nice garden.
He hi walked up behind Meng Fei to, of course, also notice what was off. "Aunty, do you and uncle like sour fruitT/n: Pregnant women tend to crave sour foods.?"
But a long four years had already passed, and to the present day, and there has never been any signs. Day after day, he was left in an exhausted daze after Liu Wei's endless αssαults, and in his dreams, he would always imagine himself free. But then he would again awaken to find himself alone in that cold, damp basement, and lying on that bed. Yu Yanzhang had reached the point where he had almost given up all hope.
But what caught his eye was most of those fruits were sour.
Reading books or watching television were the only two pastimes Yu Yanzhang could partake in after being rαvαged by Liu Wei.
With his body trembling in anger, Liu Wei rushed over and grabbed Yu Yanzhang by the collar.
But then, the images he saw on the screen when he turned it on made him feel sick to his stomach, and reading books had become something that no longer held his interest. So all he would do was sleep.
This made Yu Yanzhang realise the condition of his body and mind were worsening, doing so more and more with each passing day. Often, near the beginning, he would faint while they had ѕеⅹ, and every morning when he awoke, he entire body would be covered in a cold sweat.
As for his parents true intentions, how could Meng Fei not know? He was twenty-four years old, the right age for marriage, but to him, girlfriends were nothing but a revolving door—coming as easily as they went. And why not? With someone possessing excellent conditions as Meng Fei, how could there be any lacking in the troves of women willing throwing themselves his way? It was impossible!
Meng Fei's aunt was just about to reply when some when walked in and announced, "Is the owner here?"
To this, Meng Fei's aunt only chuckled while replying, "Oh, well, your uncle always says it's not that much in comparison. So he goes out to buy more every day. I told him not to a few times, but he never listens to me so I just let do as he likes. You know men, right, such spendthrifts!"
"I'm fine. I just... I just think that as a man, my career should take precedence. So, at least fort he time being, I'm not considering marriage." Meng Fei pretended to be cheerful, but from the corner of his eyes, he accidentally glanced at that table. It was the one where he had last seen Yu Yanzhang four years ago. He still remembered the piece of fish he had given the man. He remembered the man's final words: 'where is the washroom?' He remembered that he had originally planned for the two of them to be reconciled on that day. He remembered his uncle and aunt had deliberately forced themselves into the other seats at their table, thus ruining his plans. He remembered his uncle had also given Yu Yanzhang a piece of fish, and also said him and Yanzhang were old acquaintances—
"Oh..." Meng Fei replied half-heartedly, before noticing that there were a lot of fruits in the refrigerator.
Four years ago, when he was first imprisoned by Liu Wei, he had dreamed that there would be someone who'd come save him.
He never had any contact with Yu Jiang, so has no idea if that guy was doing well either.
"I'm here. I'll be right out!" His aunt then threw down the fruit knife and rushed out to go greet the guests.
He wanted to sit up, but he couldn't. Even if he did give his all to push pass the dizziness and get himself upright, once he did, everything would start spinning and he'd fall right back down again.
And not once, did Yu Yanzhang ever dare ask Liu Wei what he had done to that first child.
"I wasn't talking about that—"
An almost forty year old woman, whose eyes upon smiling wrinkled at their corners to the point bits of powder fell, was currently exposing the shy expression of a girl in her youth. It was not a scene that would move one's heart, but Meng Fei still felt genuinely happy for his aunt. No wonder she hadn't run over to our house over the few years in tears.
Originally, he was suspicious, but now, Meng Fei felt even more dissuaded.
"Oh dear, what's wrong? You don't look so well, Xiao Fei," his aunt asked concernedly. "Last time my older sister called me, she said you keep cycling through girlfriends and always seemed undecided. She's very worried about you, you know?"
A man with straw like hair, a face no different that corpse's, a figure of just skin and bones, and a swollen belly. Only one glance had left him shocked, left him confused what it was Liu Wei found attractive by such a body. So much so, he madly claimed his flesh every day.
The left behind and had nothing to do Meng Fei, after staring at those fruit dully, suggested to He Zhi, "How about we go for a stroll in the garden?"
"I'm fine. I just... I just think that as a man, my career should take precedence. So, at least fort he time being, I'm not considering marriage." Meng Fei pretended to be cheerful, but from the corner of his eyes, he accidentally glanced at that table. It was the one where he had last seen Yu Yanzhang four years ago. He still remembered the piece of fish he had given the man. He remembered the man's final words: 'where is the washroom?' He remembered that he had originally planned for the two of them to be reconciled on that day. He remembered his uncle and aunt had deliberately forced themselves into the other seats at their table, thus ruining his plans. He remembered his uncle had also given Yu Yanzhang a piece of fish, and also said him and Yanzhang were old acquaintances—
It's been four years! How could Yu Yanzhang disappear from my aunt's shop four years ago? I don't understand.
Originally, he was suspicious, but now, Meng Fei felt even more dissuaded.
My uncle knew Yanzhang. His exact words back then were: our relationship was quite deep.
"Oh..." Meng Fei replied half-heartedly, before noticing that there were a lot of fruits in the refrigerator.
He knew his aunt and uncle had a very nice garden.
Meng Fei found it hard to refuse the older woman's kindness, but then he recalled he had an appointment with He Zhi for lunch that afternoon. So he figured he might as well call the young woman over for all of them to have lunch together. And the right after he had called, He Zhi had rushed over.
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Four years ago, when he was first imprisoned by Liu Wei, he had dreamed that there would be someone who'd come save him.
"I wasn't talking about that—"
After Meng Fei graduated, he first helped his elder brother manage the family business "Mengshi" domestically, then after two months, he was entrusted with a temporary position at a branch in the United States as an agent by his parents and older brother.
◈◇◈
Yanzhang had gone to the bathroom first, then my uncle excused himself saying he had something to take care of ten minutes later, and left me alone with my aunt.
Out of curiosity, He Zhi opened the refrigerator then exclaimed in surprise, "Wow! Aunty, there's so much food! Do you guys eat all of it?" That fridge was only used by Meng Fei's aunt and uncle, and the food inside it should have all been bought for them alone every day.
But a long four years had already passed, and to the present day, and there has never been any signs. Day after day, he was left in an exhausted daze after Liu Wei's endless αssαults, and in his dreams, he would always imagine himself free. But then he would again awaken to find himself alone in that cold, damp basement, and lying on that bed. Yu Yanzhang had reached the point where he had almost given up all hope.
Thinking Yu Yanzhang may have gone missing somewhere on the road leading there, the thought of the man hiding somewhere in some corner of this city at that very moment scratched at his heart painfully.
Meng Fei's heart was overtaken with a dreadful shudder. Why didn't I think of it this way four years ago! How could I have not noticed such a suspicious fact!
Reading books or watching television were the only two pastimes Yu Yanzhang could partake in after being rαvαged by Liu Wei.
As though he had just suddenly returned to reality from a nightmare, Meng Fei amusedly knocked his own head.
But he couldn't make up his mind. For his parents, they must've felt quite anxious, and also had a hard time urging the son who wasn't their own blood into marriage. That day, he had even overheard his mother, in a whisper, asking his older sister if he suffered some kind of heartbreak in college.
Only almost, because within the field of his heart in this world seeming to be buried in snow, there was almost the smallest seed of hope buried within.
At that moment, Liu Wei's handsome face had contorted into something unshapely. He was a man whose mind was already poisoned by jealousy and driven into a mad rage.
"I'm here. I'll be right out!" His aunt then threw down the fruit knife and rushed out to go greet the guests.
"You bіtch! That kid wasn't my son at all! Who the hell is the man you had him with?"
Meng Fei? ...that's a possibility. But I was only ever with him that one time... so there's a better chance of him being Yu Jiang's son. As Yu Yanzhang thought, he weakly and indifferently stared at Liu Wei.
With his body trembling in anger, Liu Wei rushed over and grabbed Yu Yanzhang by the collar.
Reading books or watching television were the only two pastimes Yu Yanzhang could partake in after being rαvαged by Liu Wei.
He hi walked up behind Meng Fei to, of course, also notice what was off. "Aunty, do you and uncle like sour fruitT/n: Pregnant women tend to crave sour foods.?"
Meng Fei's aunt was just about to reply when some when walked in and announced, "Is the owner here?"
Yanzhang had gone to the bathroom first, then my uncle excused himself saying he had something to take care of ten minutes later, and left me alone with my aunt.
"I'm here. I'll be right out!" His aunt then threw down the fruit knife and rushed out to go greet the guests.
There was also a mirror in that room, but not once did Yu Yanzhang ever dared to look at himself in it. What would he see?
As for his parents true intentions, how could Meng Fei not know? He was twenty-four years old, the right age for marriage, but to him, girlfriends were nothing but a revolving door—coming as easily as they went. And why not? With someone possessing excellent conditions as Meng Fei, how could there be any lacking in the troves of women willing throwing themselves his way? It was impossible!
◈◇◈
But then, the images he saw on the screen when he turned it on made him feel sick to his stomach, and reading books had become something that no longer held his interest. So all he would do was sleep.
But why are you still on my mind after all these years? Why can't I drive away these thoughts of you?
This made Yu Yanzhang realise the condition of his body and mind were worsening, doing so more and more with each passing day. Often, near the beginning, he would faint while they had ѕеⅹ, and every morning when he awoke, he entire body would be covered in a cold sweat.
"Oh..." Meng Fei replied half-heartedly, before noticing that there were a lot of fruits in the refrigerator.
He knew his aunt and uncle had a very nice garden.
But what caught his eye was most of those fruits were sour.
He never had any contact with Yu Jiang, so has no idea if that guy was doing well either.
Meng Fei's heart was overtaken with a dreadful shudder. Why didn't I think of it this way four years ago! How could I have not noticed such a suspicious fact!
When only his aunt came out to welcome him, he causally asked, "Where's Uncle?"
The first time he had given birth, was about eight months after he was first imprisoned. After a day of git-wrenching pain, Yu Yanzhang had given birth to a baby boy. Liu Wei held that baby in both hands, happily laying kiss after kiss on that little one's cheeks, then gently whispering into Yu Yanzhang's ear, "You finally gave birth to my son, babe. I swear, I'll love you and our son for all the days of our lives!"
There was also a mirror in that room, but not once did Yu Yanzhang ever dared to look at himself in it. What would he see?
The the next day, Liu Wei charged back there in a fury, his face blackened with gloom, and his eyes burning with a murderous rage.
The the next day, Liu Wei charged back there in a fury, his face blackened with gloom, and his eyes burning with a murderous rage.
But why are you still on my mind after all these years? Why can't I drive away these thoughts of you?
A man with straw like hair, a face no different that corpse's, a figure of just skin and bones, and a swollen belly. Only one glance had left him shocked, left him confused what it was Liu Wei found attractive by such a body. So much so, he madly claimed his flesh every day.
Just because Yanzhang went missing from this place, doesn't mean my uncle had something to do with it.
Exhausted, Yu Yanzhang buried himself under a blanket while his have covered eyes found solace in an exquisite wall lamp hanging overhead. It's been four years since I last saw the sun. Even the memories of the outside world also seem as though they're leaving me.
Beside the bed, there were soft, high-grade tissues prepared ahead of time, but he was too tired to reach for it and attempt cleaning up that dripping fluid.
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While his aunt was in the kitchen preparing their meal, with nothing to do, the two young people went into the kitchen as well.
He wanted to sit up, but he couldn't. Even if he did give his all to push pass the dizziness and get himself upright, once he did, everything would start spinning and he'd fall right back down again.
Upon hearing her, Meng Fei found it amusing. Heartbreak! But his expression quickly turned into one of sadness. Haa... there was no heartbreak, just a past that is difficult to forget.
He hi walked up behind Meng Fei to, of course, also notice what was off. "Aunty, do you and uncle like sour fruitT/n: Pregnant women tend to crave sour foods.?"
"Oh..." Meng Fei replied half-heartedly, before noticing that there were a lot of fruits in the refrigerator.
Thinking Yu Yanzhang may have gone missing somewhere on the road leading there, the thought of the man hiding somewhere in some corner of this city at that very moment scratched at his heart painfully.
Every time he called to urge them, all he got was a "we still haven't found any leads!" by that operator in a frosty tone, before the other line was cut off with a snap.
At that moment, Liu Wei's handsome face had contorted into something unshapely. He was a man whose mind was already poisoned by jealousy and driven into a mad rage.
Upon hearing her, Meng Fei found it amusing. Heartbreak! But his expression quickly turned into one of sadness. Haa... there was no heartbreak, just a past that is difficult to forget.
His aching waist that felt as though it was near the point of breaking, and the burning from that place betwееn his thίghs left tοrn both practically declared the suffering he endured during the former night's frеnzied lοvеmaking. He could still feel the warmth of that fluіd still slowly drіppіng from that place between hіs chееks which then flowed onto that thіck, soft mattress.
"Oh, he went out to buy some groceries," his aunt replied.
Meng Fei's heart was overtaken with a dreadful shudder. Why didn't I think of it this way four years ago! How could I have not noticed such a suspicious fact!
Where the hell did he go? What the hell happened to him? Is he suffering? Does he remember me in his dreams?
iana: About a cuck. Liu-btch-Wei asked if Yanzhang was trying make him "wear a green hat" which is a slang for a woman cheating on her husband/husband being cheated on by his wife, which alludes to the vague coocoo bird situation Lil-dick-Wei is getting feathers ruffled over. Anyhow, it's a funny story if you haven't heard the origin. Look it up if you care. []Next chapter comes with a warning tag, don't say I didn't warn you. It's kinda long too.
Liu Wei would take care of it anyhow. Every day, while he was still in a daze, he was always carried by Liu Wei to the bathroom to be cleaned; fed a meal of well-cooked rice with a nourishing soup; then gently force-fed some sour fruits that were all properly peeled. Afterwards, he was again returned to that bed already shed of its old covered and replaced with new.
Just as Yu Yanzhan thought he would be strangled to death, Liu Wei let out a long breath then said, "Forget it! You're mine alone now, anyhow! And I promise you, I will make you give birth to my son!"
But he couldn't make up his mind. For his parents, they must've felt quite anxious, and also had a hard time urging the son who wasn't their own blood into marriage. That day, he had even overheard his mother, in a whisper, asking his older sister if he suffered some kind of heartbreak in college.
Beside the bed, there were soft, high-grade tissues prepared ahead of time, but he was too tired to reach for it and attempt cleaning up that dripping fluid.
After Meng Fei graduated, he first helped his elder brother manage the family business "Mengshi" domestically, then after two months, he was entrusted with a temporary position at a branch in the United States as an agent by his parents and older brother.
Meng Fei found this strange. From his recollection, his upright and cold looking uncle was never one to act the part of a dutiful husband at home. So... why would he suddenly opt to go buy groceries?
"Oh, that's great, then." Meng Fei said those words in flattery while forcing out a smile.
Liu Wei would take care of it anyhow. Every day, while he was still in a daze, he was always carried by Liu Wei to the bathroom to be cleaned; fed a meal of well-cooked rice with a nourishing soup; then gently force-fed some sour fruits that were all properly peeled. Afterwards, he was again returned to that bed already shed of its old covered and replaced with new.
No! No! No way! There's no proof something like that happened. This... something like this can't be true! It can't be! Meng Fei's face paled, but he could not stop the devil of suspicion from taking root in his heart. In the end, he did manage to stammer out, "Aunt. In... the past four years... have you noticed anything strange about Uncle?"
But despite it being the time where the scorching hot summer was to be replaced by autumn's entry, the temperature in that basement was much lower than that outside. What's more, because he was attacked by Liu Wei and carried three consecutive pregnancies, his body had grown extremely weak. And for that reason, Liu Wei had always made his bed early.
Exhausted, Yu Yanzhang buried himself under a blanket while his have covered eyes found solace in an exquisite wall lamp hanging overhead. It's been four years since I last saw the sun. Even the memories of the outside world also seem as though they're leaving me.
"Oh, that's great, then." Meng Fei said those words in flattery while forcing out a smile.
He simply wanted to bid his aunt farewell and leave, but that woman made him stay for lunch! Using the excuse, "You'll be going to America, so you won't be able to taste my cooking at all!"
He then saw his aunt smile shyly as she continued, "Ahem... um... I have no idea what happened myself, but a few years back, he began treating me especially well—he doesn't go looking for other women either. Honestly, it would've been great if it was like this from the beginning..."
Exhausted, Yu Yanzhang buried himself under a blanket while his have covered eyes found solace in an exquisite wall lamp hanging overhead. It's been four years since I last saw the sun. Even the memories of the outside world also seem as though they're leaving me.
The first time he had given birth, was about eight months after he was first imprisoned. After a day of git-wrenching pain, Yu Yanzhang had given birth to a baby boy. Liu Wei held that baby in both hands, happily laying kiss after kiss on that little one's cheeks, then gently whispering into Yu Yanzhang's ear, "You finally gave birth to my son, babe. I swear, I'll love you and our son for all the days of our lives!"
The former governor, Yu Yanzhang had disappeared during Meng Fei's first year of college, and it had already been four years! There was still no sign of him, alive or dead.
Just as Yu Yanzhan thought he would be strangled to death, Liu Wei let out a long breath then said, "Forget it! You're mine alone now, anyhow! And I promise you, I will make you give birth to my son!"
Meng Fei never gave up his search for Yu Yanzhang, but it seemed as though the police had no thoughts of continuing to look.
After saying so, that man's face revealed a maddened grin that was all too familiar. Proceeded by him tеaring off Yu Yanzhang's clоthes before thrоwing himself upon the other.
Meng Fei? ...that's a possibility. But I was only ever with him that one time... so there's a better chance of him being Yu Jiang's son. As Yu Yanzhang thought, he weakly and indifferently stared at Liu Wei.
To this, Meng Fei's aunt only chuckled while replying, "Oh, well, your uncle always says it's not that much in comparison. So he goes out to buy more every day. I told him not to a few times, but he never listens to me so I just let do as he likes. You know men, right, such spendthrifts!"
He then saw his aunt smile shyly as she continued, "Ahem... um... I have no idea what happened myself, but a few years back, he began treating me especially well—he doesn't go looking for other women either. Honestly, it would've been great if it was like this from the beginning..."
The the next day, Liu Wei charged back there in a fury, his face blackened with gloom, and his eyes burning with a murderous rage.
Liu Wei would take care of it anyhow. Every day, while he was still in a daze, he was always carried by Liu Wei to the bathroom to be cleaned; fed a meal of well-cooked rice with a nourishing soup; then gently force-fed some sour fruits that were all properly peeled. Afterwards, he was again returned to that bed already shed of its old covered and replaced with new.
"You bіtch! That kid wasn't my son at all! Who the hell is the man you had him with?"
He then saw his aunt smile shyly as she continued, "Ahem... um... I have no idea what happened myself, but a few years back, he began treating me especially well—he doesn't go looking for other women either. Honestly, it would've been great if it was like this from the beginning..."
Thinking Yu Yanzhang may have gone missing somewhere on the road leading there, the thought of the man hiding somewhere in some corner of this city at that very moment scratched at his heart painfully.
No! No! No way! There's no proof something like that happened. This... something like this can't be true! It can't be! Meng Fei's face paled, but he could not stop the devil of suspicion from taking root in his heart. In the end, he did manage to stammer out, "Aunt. In... the past four years... have you noticed anything strange about Uncle?"
With his body trembling in anger, Liu Wei rushed over and grabbed Yu Yanzhang by the collar.
I don't want to hear about that! Meng Fei felt discouraged. Something like that had nothing to do with my suspicions!
I made a mistake, then. Even though I don't like that uncle, it still doesn't mean he's the type to commit a murder!
The only connection between him and Yu Jiang was the latter's father—the man who had once served as governor of the province. So once this layer of their relationship was gone, they could only naturally revert to strangers that found the other unappealing.
"How many men have you been fυсkίng around with, you bίtch? Were you actually trying to turn me into a cuck? ...is that kid Meng Fei's?"
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"How many men have you been fυсkίng around with, you bίtch? Were you actually trying to turn me into a cuck? ...is that kid Meng Fei's?"
"Oh dear, what's wrong? You don't look so well, Xiao Fei," his aunt asked concernedly. "Last time my older sister called me, she said you keep cycling through girlfriends and always seemed undecided. She's very worried about you, you know?"
Meng Fei? ...that's a possibility. But I was only ever with him that one time... so there's a better chance of him being Yu Jiang's son. As Yu Yanzhang thought, he weakly and indifferently stared at Liu Wei.
Yanzhang was really scared of my uncle as well. I still remember how strange he seemed when he saw the man.
As for his parents true intentions, how could Meng Fei not know? He was twenty-four years old, the right age for marriage, but to him, girlfriends were nothing but a revolving door—coming as easily as they went. And why not? With someone possessing excellent conditions as Meng Fei, how could there be any lacking in the troves of women willing throwing themselves his way? It was impossible!
Only almost, because within the field of his heart in this world seeming to be buried in snow, there was almost the smallest seed of hope buried within.
It just so happened that a daughter of ones of the friends they had in the business world also needed to visit the United States around that time as well, so Meng Fei was also entrusted to take her there. The name of that young woman was He Zhi.
A man with straw like hair, a face no different that corpse's, a figure of just skin and bones, and a swollen belly. Only one glance had left him shocked, left him confused what it was Liu Wei found attractive by such a body. So much so, he madly claimed his flesh every day.
At that moment, Liu Wei's handsome face had contorted into something unshapely. He was a man whose mind was already poisoned by jealousy and driven into a mad rage.
But what caught his eye was most of those fruits were sour.
Just as Yu Yanzhan thought he would be strangled to death, Liu Wei let out a long breath then said, "Forget it! You're mine alone now, anyhow! And I promise you, I will make you give birth to my son!"
But he couldn't make up his mind. For his parents, they must've felt quite anxious, and also had a hard time urging the son who wasn't their own blood into marriage. That day, he had even overheard his mother, in a whisper, asking his older sister if he suffered some kind of heartbreak in college.
Every time he called to urge them, all he got was a "we still haven't found any leads!" by that operator in a frosty tone, before the other line was cut off with a snap.
As though he had just suddenly returned to reality from a nightmare, Meng Fei amusedly knocked his own head.
My uncle knew Yanzhang. His exact words back then were: our relationship was quite deep.
I made a mistake, then. Even though I don't like that uncle, it still doesn't mean he's the type to commit a murder!
This made Yu Yanzhang realise the condition of his body and mind were worsening, doing so more and more with each passing day. Often, near the beginning, he would faint while they had ѕеⅹ, and every morning when he awoke, he entire body would be covered in a cold sweat.
"You bіtch! That kid wasn't my son at all! Who the hell is the man you had him with?"
After saying so, that man's face revealed a maddened grin that was all too familiar. Proceeded by him tеaring off Yu Yanzhang's clоthes before thrоwing himself upon the other.
Meng Fei never gave up his search for Yu Yanzhang, but it seemed as though the police had no thoughts of continuing to look.
With all his limbs bound and his lіps sealed by the crazed Liu Wei, that lower part of his that had yet to be rid of its pain was roughly іnvaded. He felt as though Liu We's crazed kіsses and fоrced еntry both possessed a demonic kind of madness, and it had always made Yu Yanzhang's teeth chatter in fright.
"What?" Meng Fei held his breath in anticipation, he was so nervous, his heart had almost leapt out his throat!
And not once, did Yu Yanzhang ever dare ask Liu Wei what he had done to that first child.
With all his limbs bound and his lіps sealed by the crazed Liu Wei, that lower part of his that had yet to be rid of its pain was roughly іnvaded. He felt as though Liu We's crazed kіsses and fоrced еntry both possessed a demonic kind of madness, and it had always made Yu Yanzhang's teeth chatter in fright.
"I wasn't talking about that—"
"How many men have you been fυсkίng around with, you bίtch? Were you actually trying to turn me into a cuck? ...is that kid Meng Fei's?"
"How many men have you been fυсkίng around with, you bίtch? Were you actually trying to turn me into a cuck? ...is that kid Meng Fei's?"
He then saw his aunt smile shyly as she continued, "Ahem... um... I have no idea what happened myself, but a few years back, he began treating me especially well—he doesn't go looking for other women either. Honestly, it would've been great if it was like this from the beginning..."
A man with straw like hair, a face no different that corpse's, a figure of just skin and bones, and a swollen belly. Only one glance had left him shocked, left him confused what it was Liu Wei found attractive by such a body. So much so, he madly claimed his flesh every day.
The the next day, Liu Wei charged back there in a fury, his face blackened with gloom, and his eyes burning with a murderous rage.
Author's Note:
Notes:
Next chapter comes with a warning tag, don't say I didn't warn you. It's kinda long too.
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