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Chapter 214 The Woman in the Dark Room

Two years later, the weather in March is still cold and windy, with thin rain and mist floating in the gray air, lingering and blurring.

A low-key black Bentley was driving smoothly on the asphalt road to the suburbs, and when it reached the destination, it stopped steadily.

Shi Heng opened the driver's door, walked around to the rear door, opened the door, "Ma'am, we're here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the car door on the other side opened first, and a little boy about eight or nine years old slid out of the car, "Yeah! It's finally here!"

"Song Xiaoyuan, don't run around." A woman's voice suddenly came from inside the car.

Song Xiaoyuan, who was wearing a small black hand-cut suit, rushed to Shi Heng's side happily, "Got it!"

Not long afterward, the woman hugged a tightly wrapped baby about one year old, lowered her head, and slowly got out of the car.

Shi Heng stepped forward and said, "Madam, let me hug the young miss."

"No, it's fine for me to come by myself." Song Yan smiled at him, and then said to Song Xiaoyuan next to him, "Go into the room."

The place where Bentley stopped was a villa in the suburbs. The surrounding environment was quiet and peaceful. There were not many other households. In front of the villa was a standing osmanthus tree. The early spring air wafted a faint fragrance, which was refreshing.

Shi Heng hurriedly stepped forward to open the carved iron gate.

Seemingly hearing noises outside, Sister Yu hurried out of the house, and seeing Song Yan hugging Fu Xiaoxiao, Song Xiaoyuan, Shi Heng and others, she hurriedly greeted her with a smile, "It's Miss Song."

Song Xiaoyuan greeted Sister Yu cheerfully, "Hello, Auntie."

"Hi, young master." Sister Yu stroked his head.

Song Yan smiled at her, "Sister Yu, is Siyu here?"

"Miss is here," Sister Yu said with a smile, "It's cold outside, come in quickly."

Song Yan nodded, and led by Sister Yu, they walked into the house together.

In the living room, the room seemed much warmer. Sister Yu turned around and said with a smile, "I'll get you a cup of hot water."

"Ok."

Song Yan would come here every three days, Sister Yu was no stranger to her, Song Yan didn't treat herself as a guest, just sat down on the soft sofa in the living room, put the baby in his arms on the sofa, and wrapped her up thick clothes, and told Song Xiaoyuan on the side, "You look at my sister here, and pay attention to her safety. I will go upstairs to see your mother Siyu."

Song Xiaoyuan is already eight years old, and his immature face is a little more handsome. He is dressed in a black suit, which makes him extraordinarily handsome. Hearing Song Yan's words, he waved his hand, "Go, I don't need you anymore."

Song Yan laughed, stood up and rubbed his head, then turned around and told Shi Heng a few words to let him watch the child together, then walked towards the wooden stairs and went up to the attic.

Song Xiaoyuan immediately moved to Fu Xiaoxiao's side on the sofa, and pointed her nose with his little finger, "Sister, why are you still so small? Look at how big I am now, and you have to eat more to be like me in the future. Don't Picky eaters, understand?"

Fu Xiaoxiao rubbed his face with her feet, bit her finger and spat a few bubbles at him, blinking her big clear eyes and babbling.

Song Xiaoyuan's face was caught off guard by her kick, and he calmly moved her foot away, wanting to get angry, but he couldn't, and said very patiently, "I'm your brother, you can't dislike me."

Fu Xiaoxiao opened her big clear eyes, blinked, and called indistinctly, "Brother...Brother..."

"Yes, I am your elder brother." Song Xiaoyuan said seriously, "We are all a father and a mother, so you must not despise me."

The corner of Shi Heng's mouth beside him couldn't help twitching violently when he said it. It's because of the lesson learned from the boss, so is the young master afraid of being rejected by his sister?
"Hold... hug..." Fu Xiaoxiao suddenly stretched out two small hands, opened them to Song Xiaoyuan, squeezed them tightly and opened them again, staring at Song Xiaoyuan with beautiful eyes, "Brother... hug..."

"No." Song Xiaoyuan immediately refused, "A man holding a child, what does it sound like? You lie down."

"Hug..." As if understanding his words and seeing his refusal attitude, Fu Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes aggrievedly, her small mouth shrunk together, "I want to hug."

Song Xiaoyuan's heart was softened by her innocent and aggrieved eyes, but he still had a straight face and said without doubt, "Lie down well."

Fu Xiaoxiao was upset, her mouth was constricted, and mist leaked from her eyes, expressing her accusation against him.

Seeing her like this, Song Xiaoyuan panicked, wanted to hug her, it would humiliate her image, but if she didn't hug her, she felt uncomfortable seeing her like this.

He struggled hard for a few times, and when he finally stretched out his hand to speak, Sister Yu came out with water, saw Fu Xiaoxiao's pitiful appearance on the sofa, put down the water and immediately hugged her up, " Miss, are you hungry?"

Song Xiaoyuan's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, failing to hold it, he raised his eyes to look at Fu Xiaoxiao, Fu Xiaoxiao nestled in Sister Yu's arms, and then gave Song Xiaoyuan a suspicious look.

The corner of Song Xiaoyuan's mouth twitched, he seemed to feel his sister's dislike for him...

Shi Heng next to him gloated and patted Song Xiaoyuan on the shoulder, "Young master, you must act quickly in the future, otherwise the opportunities will be taken away by others, and you will really be disgusted in the future."

Song Xiaoyuan, "..."

Unknown sister Yu looked at them, "What's wrong?"

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On the attic, Song Yan pushed open the door of the master bedroom, but did not see Pei Siyu, and even searched for other rooms, but still did not see her.

Frowning, Song Yan raised his eyes and looked towards the last room at the end of the corridor, with indistinct expressions in his eyes.

After that, she opened her legs and walked towards the room.

When he unscrewed the doorknob and opened the door, he was greeted by a gust of cool wind, and Song Yan paused.

There was no light in the room, the room was tightly sealed, and the only window was pulled up by thick, impenetrable curtains. Even in the daytime, the light inside was still as low as night.

Except for the cold ground, there is no furniture in the room, and it is so empty that it feels empty, like being swallowed by a huge black hole.

Looking around in the dark space, Song Yan soon caught a glimpse of a figure curled up on the ground in the corner.

Feeling a little cold in his heart, his mind sank, and Song Yan took a step forward, pacing towards that figure.

As if sensing someone approaching, the figure curled up on the ground moved and leaned back in extreme fear. A low and hoarse female voice said, "Who?"

"It's me, Song Yan." Coming to her, squatting down, Song Yan looked at the person in the dim light, "I'm here to see you."

The woman in the corner was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised her head, glanced at the squatting woman in front of her, and opened her mouth in a murmur, "Song...Song Yan...?"

"Hmm." Song Yan pulled his lips, smiled gently, and reached out to stroke her messy hair, "Why are you here again? It's cold in here, shall we go out?"

"No..." The woman hurriedly shook her head, "I don't want to go out... I don't want... I don't want..."

"Siyu." Pressing her hand, Song Yan still smiled, his warm smile was as warm as the sunshine in early spring, "Xiao Yuan and Xiao Xiao are also here, they are all downstairs, let's go downstairs together They talk, okay?"

Pei Siyu was taken aback.

Holding her cold fingers, Song Yan smiled softly and said softly, "They miss you very much."

Pei Siyu was stunned for a few seconds, her eyes were dull, as if she was trying hard to remember who she was talking about, but in the end she shook her head resolutely, without saying a word, she just shrank back into the corner, as if she was afraid of the sun animal.

Looking at her like this, Song Yan's eyes dimmed a little, his heart was heavy, but he still smiled and said, "Why don't you want to go down?"

Pei Siyu nodded, her legs curled up tightly, her toes touched the cold wooden floor, but she didn't seem to feel the chill, just like an insecure baby, trying to curl herself up in the corner.

Song Yan didn't force her, and responded with a smile, "Then I'll talk to you here."

Pei Siyu didn't say anything, she lowered her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking, neither refused nor agreed, but she didn't feel the slightest resistance to Song Yan's approach and touch.

Staring at her, no matter how many times he saw her like this, he still felt very depressed. Song Yan secretly took a deep breath, and then smiled at her.

Looking at the dark, empty room, Song Yan lowered his eyes, then stood up, walked to the window, and was about to open the curtains, but Pei Siyu stopped him from behind, "Don't open..."

Song Yan paused with his raised fingers, and glanced sideways at her.

Pei Siyu didn't look at her, just lowered her head and remained in the original posture.

Not wanting to force anything, Song Yan tentatively discussed with her, "This room is too dark, just open it a little, so I can see you clearly, is that okay?"

Pei Siyu's voice did not come from the corner.

Knowing that she acquiesced, Song Yan pulled his lips and smiled, then stretched out his hand and opened one side of the curtain, only opening a small gap to let the light shine in through the window.

Immediately, the whole room finally had some faint light. Although it was not very bright, it could clearly see every part of the room, including the people in the corner.

The room was very empty. After being illuminated by the light, it was so empty that there was no trace of impurities. Except for the floor, her and the woman in the corner, there was nothing extra.

Song Yan glanced around the room, not knowing what emotion was in his heart, this kind of emptiness without any room for decoration sometimes makes people feel empty and depressed, but Pei Siyu's favorite is always here.

Then the eyes turned to the woman in the corner. She hugged her legs tightly and nestled tightly, her long waist-squeezing hair was a little messy, because her head was lowered, making it difficult to see her expression clearly.

Song Yan slowly walked back towards her, but before he got close, Pei Siyu suddenly called out, "Jing Chen..."

(End of this chapter)