Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

Jiang Wanqing's injuries were relatively minor and she was discharged from the hospital the next day.

She was taken back to her old bedroom.

The windows were boarded up, with a faint ray of light coming through.

The door was replaced with a heavy steel door with three locks installed on it.

This posture is like locking up a vicious and perverted criminal.

Jiang Wanqing's life was instantly dragged into an endless abyss.

Except for the ticking of the clock on the wall, everything was silent.

She didn't know what happened to Gu Shiche, but why should she care about a pervert who locked her up?

She only knew that when Gu Shiche woke up, she would definitely be punished most severely.

Occasionally, someone would speak outside the house.

"Oh my, that handsome guy in the secret room was beaten so badly, it was shocking to me just watching."

"Humph, who made him set his sights on Master Gu's woman? If not him, who else should I hit? Master Gu is being merciful by only breaking his leg."

Gu Shiche didn't let Song Churan go after all.

It was because of saving her that Song Churan suffered such revenge, but he was innocent.

She hated Gu Shiche more and more.

Gu Shiche didn't come for several days.

Every day, different servants came in to serve Jiang Wanqing, helping her with meals, washing clothes, and applying medicine.

Jiang Wanqing wanted to know about Song Churan's situation, but everyone kept silent.

She banged on the iron door desperately: "Let me out! Let me out!"

The housekeeper could only sigh softly when faced with this situation.

"Miss Jiang, the young master asked you to reflect on your actions in there, so please don't make things difficult for us."

"I want to go out, I want to see Gu Shiche!"

Jiang Wanqing felt wronged, crying and banging on the door: "You can't lock me up like this..."

She felt like she was going to be depressed.

The housekeeper frowned, but his tone remained calm: "Miss Jiang, actually... the young master is very easy to coax."

"Just be submissive and show some kindness, and he'll let you out if he's happy."

"I do not want!"

The more Jiang Wanqing thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Why should she give in? It was Gu Shiche who had hugged her and wanted to jump off the cliff that day.

She just wants to see her mother, is that wrong?

Even one person's freedom is wrong.

Just as he finished speaking, a greeting came from outside the door: "Hello, Master!"

"Hello, Master!"

The butler bowed respectfully.

Jiang Wanqing was originally sticking to the door, but now she stepped back in fear.

The iron gate burst open, and the long-lost light made her unable to open her eyes.

Gu Shiche was sitting in a wheelchair, his legs and arms were wrapped in bandages, and his lips were pale.

He looked extremely weak, with no color left on his face.

Jiang Wanqing was stunned for a moment and took a few steps back.

It was the first time she saw Gu Shiche looking so weak.

Gu Shiche covered his mouth slightly, coughed twice, raised his hand and ordered everyone to go out.

"Qingqing."

His voice was extremely hoarse, like a traveler on the verge of death in the desert trying to find water.

When Jiang Wanqing heard his voice, she felt a little distressed, but it disappeared in an instant, and her heart was filled with hatred for him.

Her eyes were red and her tone was stern: "Let Song Churan go."

Her sudden words made Gu Shiche raise his eyes slightly, his dark eyes flashing slightly, and he smiled at himself.

Even though he was hurt like this, she didn't even show any concern, and her heart and eyes were full of another man?

"put?"

"Song Churan is not wrong, he is innocent! He just wanted to save me."

Jiang Wanqing had been hinting at things these days and had heard from the servants that Song Churan was not far from death.

She didn't want anyone to suffer like this because of her.

"Innocent... Save you? Ha."

Gu Shiche groaned in his throat, suddenly covered his chest with his hands, and bit his lips, as if he was in great pain.

Jiang Wanqing turned her head away and didn't look at him.

She was afraid that she would feel sad if she saw him injured.

After all, this man was once her beloved brother.

Gu Shiche tried hard to raise the corners of his lips and pretend not to care.

"Why didn't I realize before that you were so affectionate? You still thought about him even after dying once."

But what he was thinking was: "Why don't you just look at me... Is it so difficult to just turn around and look at me?"

But the words that came out of his mouth were: "Then you will die with him."

Gu Shiche was caught off guard and shouted in a low voice, then covered his chest and coughed violently.

Jiang Wanqing knew that he was a man of his words, and she also knew that she must have irritated him just now.

She remembered what the housekeeper had said just now, to give in and show goodwill...

Jiang Wanqing took a deep breath, pursed her lips in grievance, and knelt down with a thud.

"Please... don't hurt my mother, and... let Song Churan go."

At this moment, Gu Shiche pursed his lips and suppressed the anger in his heart. He felt annoyed when he heard her mention that person's name.

"You like kneeling, don't you?"

"Then don't get up. Let me see your perseverance."

After he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers, and a bodyguard in black appeared behind him and pushed him away.

The iron gate slammed shut and the three locks clicked shut.

The room fell into darkness again, with only the whirring sound of the ventilation fan above my head.

Jiang Wanqing was wearing a skirt, the material of which was very thin.

She knelt on her knees on the cold floor for a whole day.

Gu Shiche didn't come to see her.

It was not until the maid came in regularly to bring her food that she discovered that her knees were red and swollen from kneeling and her body was shaky.

"Miss Jiang! Hurry up and get up! Oh my God, if you keep kneeling down, your legs will be broken."

Jiang Wanqing pushed her away without saying anything: "Don't worry about me, I want to kneel."

She would kneel until Gu Shiche came and until he agreed to her request.

The servant patted his head and said, "Oh, Miss Jiang, you can't be so stubborn. I'll tell you before he comes. It's not too late for you to kneel."

"He's not here, what's the point of you studying so hard?"

That makes sense.

But Jiang Wanqing knew that the bedroom was equipped with night vision surveillance, and Gu Shiche was watching everything in front of the screen.

So, this is not a wasted effort.

Jiang Wanqing's lips turned pale, she could hardly feel her legs, and her body was shaking.

"Don't worry about me. I'm going to kneel until he's willing to see me."

She didn't know whether the self-torture plan would succeed, after all, Gu Shiche was a moody person.

Sure enough, Gu Shiche appeared at the door.

He leaned lazily against the door frame, his hands still wrapped in bandages, and glanced at her expressionlessly.

"stand up."

He ordered coldly, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

Jiang Wanqing didn't move. It wasn't that she didn't want to get up, but she had been kneeling for too long and her legs had gone numb.

Alas! My heart is willing but my strength is insufficient.

"Get up!"

The atmosphere was as frozen as old yogurt in the refrigerator.

Gu Shiche exuded a cold aura, which scared the servants beside him so much that they quickly retreated, fearing that they would be implicated.

He growled, stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and pulled her up.

Jiang Wanqing screamed, her legs felt numb and tingling, as if she had been electrocuted, and she cried out in pain.

it hurts!

She blinked and tears suddenly flowed out.

Seeing her crying, Gu Shiche felt as if his heart was being pulled hard. He lowered his eyes to look at her red and swollen knees, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

But he held back and refused to say it out loud, still maintaining a condescending look.

"Oh, you can't even kneel for a short while. It seems your perseverance is just this level."

Jiang Wanqing said in her heart: Didn't you pull me up? Why are you pretending...

But she knew that this man would only respond to soft words and not hard ones, so she had to coax him into coming.

Jiang Wanqing tried to listen to the housekeeper and submit to him, opening her eyes wide and holding the corner of his clothes pitifully.

"I was wrong, okay...you can punish me however you want."

"But I don't want others to get hurt because of me...because of me."

Gu Shiche's eyes flickered slightly, suppressing the sourness in his nose: "What about me?"

"I was hurt because of you, too."

"You are not someone else, you are my brother Tokitoshi."

Big eyes special effects plus soft voice, slightly red eyes, and tears hanging just right on the eyelashes.

Everything works seamlessly.

Sure enough, Gu Shiche's eyes suddenly lit up, and he turned his head away, but he couldn't suppress the smile at the corner of his lips.

He agreed coldly: "Oh, is that so."

"Toshi, Toru, brother, brother..."

Jiang Wanqing poked his abdominal muscles with her soft fingers, poking each of his eight abdominal muscles one by one.

"Ah."

Gu Shiche groaned muffledly, his face expressionless.