He's a sick Cinderella

Chapter 106 [106] He passed away
After getting rid of Lu Xiu completely, the off-road vehicle finally stopped in front of a villa.

An Yeran pulled Shen Mo over, lifted his clothes, frowned, with a worried look in his eyes, "How is your back?"

But the boy grabbed her wrist and smiled gently, "Leave him alone, let's go in and talk."

At this time, it was nearly five o'clock, and in about two hours, it would be dawn.

An Yeran jumped out of the car and reached out to support Shen Mo. He was a little taller, and An Yeran had to look up to see his face.

After helping him back into the house, An Yeran's nervous heart finally relaxed a little.

She looked up and down at Shen Mo, with doubts in her eyes.

The boy looks better than before, probably because he has completely escaped from his youthfulness. He looks very much like an aristocrat in the upper class in a suit.

"Master, here's the medicine." A subordinate held a medicine box in his hand and placed it in front of the two of them.

Shen Mo nodded slightly, "Go down."

After everyone went out, only An Yeran and Shen Mo were left in the room.

The young man stood up and slowly took off his outer shirt. An Yeran was stunned for two seconds, and then he was about to go out, but the young man grabbed him, "Where are you going?"

The voice is deep and magnetic.

An Yeran turned her head, blinked her eyes and said, "See no evil, don't you want to change your clothes?"

The corners of Shen Mo's mouth curled up slightly, and there was a smile in his dark eyes, "No, it's the medicine."

He pulled the girl back, and helped her brush her hair back from her ear, then shook the ointment on the other hand, "You should be responsible for the injury that was just protecting you."

An Yeran took the bottle of ointment, pursed her mouth, "Okay."

The clothes inside were slowly opened, and the boy was a typical young man who looked thin and fleshy when he took off his clothes. His white back was tightly muscled, and he looked quite strong.

"Your figure..." An Yeran was a little jealous, "Why is it better than mine?"

The boy smiled and said, "Because I never eat junk food."

An Yeran: "..."

Oh.

The contrast between white and red is very sharp, blood slides down the smooth back, and a lot of it seeps into the clothes.

Some shards of glass are still embedded in the meat, need to pick them all out.

An Yeran picked up a pair of tweezers in the medicine box, bent down, and carefully cleaned the boy's wound.

Her mouth has always been restless, especially in front of acquaintances, she teased and said: "I said Xiaomo, I haven't seen you for three years, why have you become a 'young master'?"

It was obviously a joke, but after the sentence was finished, An Yeran suddenly felt the boy's stiff movements.

Shen Mo didn't answer her.

An inexplicable atmosphere of silence surrounded the two of them.

She paused, raised her head slowly, blinked, and stammered, "What, what's wrong?"

The young man looked back, his handsome face was expressionless, but his dark pupils were filled with intense sadness.

Shen Mohu stretched out his hand to hug her, and pressed his lips against her neck.An Yeran subconsciously wanted to push him away, but the young man hugged him very tightly, she didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of hurting him, when she was about to ask him to let go, the young man finally spoke, his voice was hoarse, like a dry lake .

"Yes, my father passed away."

A plain sentence tells a cruel reality.

An Yeran's movement of pushing him stopped immediately, her eyes widened slowly, her small face gradually became unbelievable, "You...what did you say?"

That chubby, gentle and lovely Uncle Shen... died? !

Before she could figure it out, she heard the young man continue:
"After you left, a group of people who claimed to be from the Shen family in Kyoto suddenly approached me."

"They said that I am the only descendant of the Shen family who is qualified to inherit the family,"

"I don't like those commercial things, and I don't want to inherit the Shen family, so they threatened me with my father. In order not to let me be threatened, my father chose to commit suicide."

The boy's words were very calm, like a bystander narrating a story.

But in An Yeran's heart, he could feel the strong sadness suppressed under his calmness.

An Yeran opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound. It should be said that her mind was blank and she was extremely poor at words.

She never comforted others.

She is stupid and can't speak words that can encourage and comfort them.

Since she was a child, she has been a listener, a listener who only knows how to listen.

After listening to them talk about the distress in their hearts, I will find a way to divert their attention and stop thinking about those annoying things.

However, temporary forgetting can never heal the pain.

An Yeran understood this truth, but she couldn't think of any other way to make her friend happy.

Facing the situation at this time, likewise, she didn't know how to speak.

The teenager seemed to know her well.

He smiled, hugged the girl even tighter, as if he couldn't hug her enough, and whispered in her ear: "You don't need to say anything."

"Just stay by my side."

"As long as you stay by my side, it is the best comfort for me."

*
Hugging for too long always makes people feel weird.

An Yeran pushed him uncomfortably, "Hey, stop hugging, you haven't finished taking the medicine on your back yet."

Hearing the tension in her words, the boy slowly let go of her and turned around again.

An Yeran continued to apply the ointment on him, "But Xiaomo," she noticed a question, "In this case, why did you become the young master of the Shen family?"

She has been puzzled by this question.

Hearing her words, the boy's eyes turned cold instantly.

Because his back was facing her, An Yeran couldn't see the expression on the young man's face.

"That's true." Shen Mo said: "Do you know why, will I be found by the Shen family?"

An Yeran paused and frowned slightly, "Is there a reason for this?"

The boy smiled, but his voice was extremely cold.

He turned around, stared at the girl's puzzled pupils, parted his cold thin lips, and said quietly, "It was Lu Xiu who revealed the news about my father and me to the Shen family."

*
After taking the medicine, the subordinate came over with a new dress, Shen Mo stood up and put on the clothes slowly.

No matter what this young man is doing, his movements are extremely graceful.

He fastened the buttons slowly, his slender fingers dexterously fastened each button, stood aside and looked over, as if looking at a noble work of art.

"What's wrong?" The young man's gentle words rang in An Yeran's ears.

The girl woke up suddenly and turned her head, "What, what?!"

Shen Mo sat beside her, "I should be asking you why, you have been watching me change clothes, who said just now that no evil is seen?"

An Yeran was a little speechless, "Please, Xiaomo, I was just distracted, where did I miss you!"

After she finished speaking, she stood up, a rosy glow gradually appeared in the sky, An Yeran looked at the time, it was almost 05:30.

She said: "It's almost dawn, I have to go home first, my roommate must be worried to death seeing that I didn't go back at night."

An Yeran walked to the door and was about to push it open, but found that the closed door did not move at all, and the door handle was difficult to break off.

She frowned, "Xiao Mo, is your lock broken?"

The boy behind him didn't answer.

An Yeran turned her head slowly, but met the young man's dark and deep pupils.

Those pupils were full of tenderness, and there was an unusually gentle smile on his handsome face.

"Sorry." The young man straightened the skirt of his jacket, although he apologized, but he couldn't hear any apology in his words: "That's true, I can't let you go."

　An Yeran: Just out of the wolf's den, and into the tiger's den.Fuck.

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