Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

The boy's subconscious physical reaction made Jian Yan stunned.

——Xiao Mu seems to be more afraid of his father than before.

As she was thinking about it, she felt a weight on her shoulders and her heart stopped for a moment.

When I turned my head to look, I saw a hand wearing a wedding ring.

At the same time, a man's voice came, "I have something to tell you, let's talk upstairs."

She looked at him, feeling a little scared, but couldn't show it in front of Xiao Mu. So she walked ahead and stepped onto the familiar spiral staircase.

Enter the study.

Jane Yan stopped.

As soon as she entered the door, she felt a chill against her skin, which made her shiver.

The light scent of white tea that belonged to him and the fragrance of books permeated, intertwined and blended, entering her nose with her breath.

A dangerous smell.

It was not her first time to come to his study, but she had never felt the same way as today. Somehow, she thought of the secret room where the crime was committed, which had good sound insulation and a high safety factor. Even if she died here, no one would hear or see her.

It makes the hair on your head stand on end.

"cold?"

Tong Ruixiao closed the door and saw her shiver. He frowned and reached out to increase the temperature of the air conditioner.

The sound of "beep" made Jian Yan tense up. It was clearly the air conditioner being adjusted, but she felt like it was some kind of punishment tool that was about to be used on her.

She made herself look less nervous and spoke politely, "What do you want to tell me?"

He sat down on the chair, pulled out a blue document from the ten-centimeter pile on the desk, opened it, and spoke in a low, hoarse voice.

"I want to know why."

She played dumb, "What's the reason?"

"The reason why you tried so hard to escape from me, and the reason why you came to this world." He raised his eyes, his eyes were gloomy.

"I told you in the hospital because you saw something you shouldn't have seen. I could only choose between 'kill you' and 'stay away from you', and I chose the latter."

Seeing that Tong Ruixiao had been staring at him with a terrifying gloomy look, without saying a word, Jian Yan licked his dry lips and turned his head away in anger and anxiety, "You forced me to wear this skirt and tortured me, you should know what I am afraid of! What's the point of interrogating me like this?"

The man opened his mouth and said, "You are afraid that I have seen your past and know that you are from another world. You are afraid that I will reveal this matter to others, making you a monster and persecuted to death."

Jian Yan was stripped of her last veil by him, and she was no longer safe. She gritted her teeth and almost roared, "So what!"

"You say you care about me, but you don't trust me at all. You would rather take great risks and escape than believe that I will help you. In fact, from beginning to end, you only trust yourself."

Her eyes turned red. "Shouldn't I? If your life is threatened, who would you trust?"

Tong Ruixiao: "I believe you."

"I thought you already knew what I was thinking on the night of the Lantern Festival."

As soon as these words came out, Jian Yan's expression of fear and anger was shocked. It was as if he was struck by lightning, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

She thought of the night of the Lantern Festival, the bridge, the bloodstains, and how he pushed her hand away and protected her body...

He faced a threat to his life, but he put her safety first, pushing her away and protecting her.

Those scenes flashed through her mind one by one. The sky was lit up by lanterns like a dream, but the bridge was filled with the bloody smell like a horror story.

When he opened his hand, his fingers seemed to be stained with the bright red, sticky blood that flowed from his body.

I could hear the words he said when he was dying: "I love you."

The emotions on the woman's face became complex and changeable in an instant, and finally jumped back and forth between red and white.

She met his deep eyes and stammered guiltily. Her throat seemed to be pinched by a big hand, dry and hoarse, and she couldn't make a sound.

Tong Ruixiao prided himself on being restrained and reserved, and never said "love" to her when he was sober, for fear that she would think his feelings were shallow and he was hypocritical, which led to a strained relationship between them.

The first confession in life is actually the last words.

At that time, he was shot and fell to the ground, feeling the blood draining away rapidly. He knew that he would not live long. He was afraid that if he closed his eyes he would never see her again, so he spoke out the true thoughts hidden in his heart.

After waking up, he got her reply "I care about you", and he was ecstatic and happy.

But unexpectedly, she left him after confessing her love.

disappeared without a trace.

What a ridiculous "care"! Is it that the speaker is unintentional but the listener is intentional, or is it just a lie to fool him?

The man closed his eyes and pressed his aching abdomen. He could no longer look at the guilty expression on her face. The pain in her body was already enough, and if it got any more, she would be in so much pain that she couldn't speak.

"I've always known that you're not the original Jian Yan, and that dream just explains my suspicions."

"What I want to say is that no matter what means you used to get here, whether it was by taking over someone else's body or by accident, it doesn't matter. As long as I can keep you here, I will be your most convenient assistant..."

I just hope that you can see my sincerity and give me a little bit of your heart.

Tong Ruixiao didn't say the last sentence, his tongue tip pressed against the roof of his mouth, swallowing the words back into his throat. He felt a surge of sadness in his heart, and felt that he was extremely shameless.

How can you say such shameful and self-deprecating words?

He wanted to exchange his sincerity for hers, but it seemed that this two-way request was not suitable for her.

Or maybe...the two of them are not suitable.

No! He did not accept this conclusion.

Tong Ruixiao said: "I love you, and selfishly hope you can stay here forever."

Hearing his plea, Jane Yan's heart began to pound, the sound of her heartbeat almost filling her ears, as loud as the beating of a drum.

She felt panicky and just wanted to dodge and escape.

It seems that the next moment you can see true heart is destruction.

Because of her guilty conscience and remorse towards him, her feet felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, making it impossible for her to lift her legs and escape.

But the fear lingered in her again, making her unable to look at him and her body trembling.

"It's not a possession, nor is it a mistake, but I can't tell you the real reason."

She clenched her fists and forced herself to stay calm, but her words still trembled and were incoherent.

Tong Ruixiao closed the document, rubbed the cover with his fingertips, and asked gloomily, "How long can you stay here?"

"I don't know. I can't control it. Just like I can't control my destiny and freedom..."

Her shaking head made the darkness in the man's eyes even darker, as if to block out all the light, like a lamp being extinguished.

He asked hoarsely, "What kind of freedom do you want?"

"Escape from me and Xiao Mu, and live alone in that small town, is that the freedom you long for?"

Her voice suddenly rose: "No! I hate running away!"

"I left... only because you knew my secret. I was afraid that you would make it public, and I was afraid that I would be condemned by thousands of people and die without a burial place like in my previous life."