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The new person in the villa has been locked in the room all the time. He doesn't know what kind of mood he is in. He often hears the servants saying that the people in the room are on a hunger strike and are unwilling to eat.

Lu Jinan is very busy, but he still takes one ten thousandth of his time to coax that person to eat.

The sound insulation in the house was not very good, and Jian Heng often heard the sound of bowls being thrown from inside when she was at the door.

He is small but has a big temper.

The door was not closed tightly, and he heard Lu Jinan's humble coaxing. This was the Lu Jinan he had never seen before.

As Lu Jinan's friend, Jian Heng actually felt that Lu Jinan's behavior was despicable, but he could also see that Lu Jinan was really tempted, and persuading him was useless.

This also forced Jian Heng to wear colored glasses, which made the person's senses worse and worse.

Lu Jinan was away from home most of the time, and that person kept himself locked in his room. Except for the first day he came, Jian Heng never saw him again.

But it didn't matter if he didn't see it, sometimes he was really afraid that he couldn't control himself and became murderous.

Taking Lu Jinan into consideration, he didn't take action.

Jian Heng rarely came out. He would either stay in the study or the bedroom, where he would stay for a long time without any sense of time.

It seemed like there was one more person.There is no difference from the previous life, and it is not broken, just like the air.

Almost half a month passed without incident. When Jian Heng came downstairs in the morning, he saw a thin figure huddled in the corner of the sofa. He was so thin and huddled that he almost didn't notice it.

After not seeing each other for half a month, the 'young man' had lost a lot of weight. After hearing the movement, he raised his eyes slightly, his eyes flickering slightly, and his beautiful eyebrows were distant, as if they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

When their eyes met, Jian Heng was slightly stunned. A fleeting beam of light seemed to flash through his mind, carrying fragments of memories, but before Jian Heng could catch it, the beam of light had disappeared.

No impression, but there is pain in the heart.

Jian Heng attributed it to heart palpitations after not sleeping all night.

Jian Heng stood there without moving. He didn't know why he was motionless, thinking that the 'young man' would say hello and say this.

But no, Yan Ran just glanced at him and then looked away.

The TV is playing a variety show with a deliberately funny atmosphere, and the hahaha laughter is embarrassing no matter how you listen to it.

Jian Heng's eyes stayed on the back of the 'boy's' neck, which was as white as snow, for several seconds, and finally fell on her left ear.

The left ear has a hearing aid, which shows the disability of the 'young man'.

Oh, it turns out she is deaf.

Jian Heng thought indifferently.

A steaming breakfast is placed on the table.

Even breakfast is extremely rich, with several types of porridge alone.

Jian Heng still only likes to drink white porridge.

Aunt Li cooked a bowl of fragrant stomach-nourishing porridge and went to ask Yan Ran, who was sitting on the sofa, to eat.

Jian Heng saw that Aunt Li did not speak, but made several gestures with her hands, like...sign language?
The 'young man' looked at Aunt Li with clear amber eyes.

Aunt Li's face became more and more kind.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she subconsciously glanced at Jian Heng, then quickly retracted them.

After thinking for a few seconds, he stood up under Aunt Li's warm and loving eyes.

Sitting farthest away from Jian Heng, he picked up a spoon and ate in small bites.Swallowing the bland porridge in his mouth, Jian Heng's face was expressionless. It turned out that he was not only deaf, but also mute.

Jian Heng ate very quickly, but his movements were not elegant or gentle.

But Yan Ran ate faster, or so, Yan Ran didn't take a few mouthfuls at all, and she didn't even finish half of the porridge in the bowl. She put down the spoon, and then shrank back to the corner of the sofa, as quietly as Air.

Aunt Li was chattering beside her.

"How can you eat so little? Look at how thin the child has become. If this continues, the body will not be able to withstand it."

Jian Heng mechanically chewed the second bun in his mouth without any expression.

Aunt Li walked up to Yan Ran and persuaded her to eat more. Yan Ran held the notebook and wrote a few words on it for Aunt Li to read. Aunt Li was still persuading her, but Yan Ran shook her head and showed no sign of unwillingness to eat. Method.

Jian Heng finished his portion cleanly.

He made another secret note to Yan Ran in his heart.

He also wastes food and has absolutely no merit in his body. Why would Lu Jinan fall in love with such a person?
After Jian Heng finished breakfast, he closed the study.

In the middle of the process, Jian Heng came down and poured a glass of water. Yan Qi was still huddled on the sofa. The variety show had finished playing and now the news was being replayed.

"Today Fan Yuan and Longteng Group..."

Hearing the familiar name, Jian Heng accidentally turned aside when he was pouring hot water and burned the back of his hand, but he didn't care. He hurriedly put down the kettle and turned his head to look over.

On TV, a dog-like man wearing a suit and leather shoes is being interviewed by reporters with a smile on his face. Every strand of his hair reveals confidence and calmness, just like all successful entrepreneurs.

The fingers holding the water glass were clenched tightly, and the joints were blue and trembling slightly.

The dim and cold eyes seemed to be filled with bloody light, eerie and terrifying.

Staring at the man on the TV, he seemed to be trying to make a hole in his head.

He was not at peace until the scene changed.

The flames burning in his lungs were tearing at his heart, and his heart was bleeding and painful, and he couldn't suppress the overwhelming anger.

When Yan Ran looked over, Jian Heng just turned around and walked upstairs.

Every step he took was like stepping on a knife's edge, and his breath was filled with cold ice blades, which made his blood vessels ache.

His eyes slowly filled with red bloodshot eyes. When he arrived in the bedroom, the emotion did not disappear. Instead, in this depressing and dark space, all the emotions were amplified one by one.

He leaned against the door, raised his head and took a few quick breaths.

The stiff fingers loosened, and the water glass fell off and hit the floor. There was a crisp sound, the glass splashed everywhere, and the hot water flowed.

The sharp-jointed fingers inserted into his hair, tightening and pulling on his scalp. The stinging sensation did not make him let go of his hand, and his chest rose and fell faster and faster.

With a staggering step, he walked to the cabinet beside the bed, opened the drawer with trembling fingers, and took out a white medicine bottle.

His fingers were shaking so much that he failed to unscrew the lid of the medicine bottle several times. After finally unscrewing it, his hand shook and the medicine bottle fell to the ground and scattered all over the floor.

But it was too late for him to care so much. He casually grabbed two and stuffed them into his mouth, then fell to the cold floor exhausted.

In a short period of time, Jian Heng's whole body was soaked in cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the river.

(End of this chapter)