How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

Or did He Yuan come to talk to him?

"Excuse me, Brother Song." He Yuan walked in carrying his things and sat uncomfortably on the sofa. "My sister is planning to work in another city."

"She has come out of the shadows and slowly found the motivation to survive. My sister wanted to come too, but my nephew is sick."

"My sister is staying to take care of me. She asked me to tell you how grateful she is to you. She said that after being rescued, she came to her senses."

"People go through a lot of hardships in their lives. As long as they survive, it's not a big deal. I want to go with my sister too. After this separation, I don't know how many years it will take before we see each other again."

"I just wanted to come and say hello." It's also equivalent to saying thank you.

When his sister didn't understand, he didn't dare let her out of his sight for a moment, for fear of separation between the dead and the living.

He finished his words in one breath before slowly looking around. The layout of the living room was very cozy and very clean.

Song Wenjing nodded, "That's good, let's eat here later and try your brother Song's cooking." Since they are here, it is impossible to chase them away.

It's just an extra pair of chopsticks and a bowl, not a big deal.

Shen Yu'an had gone out to buy something and should be back soon. He sent a message to tell Shen Yu'an that there were guests at home and to buy more food.

An: [Okay, Brother Song, who’s here?]

Song: [The younger brother of a college classmate. He came here to express his gratitude because he had helped them once.]

[Maybe, he'll confide in me about some things. It's okay anyway, I'll just listen and give him some advice.]

An: [Okay.]

He Yuan smiled and nodded, "Then I'll trouble you, Brother Song." None of his friends were here, and he really couldn't find anyone to drink and talk with.

"Are there any taboos?"

"No, I can eat anything."

"Okay." Song Wenjing saw that He Yuan was looking at the kitten in his arms and guessed that He Yuan wanted to pet the cat. He placed the system on the sofa and said, "It's a stray cat. I picked it up."

"It has a very gentle personality. An An named it Kitten. If you like, you can try to touch it."

"If he doesn't resist, you can pick him up."

The system looked up at He Yuan, then continued to lie down with its eyes closed.

"Then...then I'll try." He Yuan touched the kitten's head with a finger with some fear, and saw that the kitten on the sofa did not resist.

He slowly held the kitten in his arms and glanced at Song Wenjing in the kitchen. He thought that the person who named the kitten was quite talented.

Just call her kitten directly and simply.

Shen Yu'an opened the door and saw that the person in the living room was not surprised at all. He nodded and smiled as a greeting, changed into slippers, took off his coat and hung it up.

He Yuan stood up and said, "Hello, my name is He Yuan. Sorry to bother you without notifying you." He remembered this man.

It turned out that the two of them had this kind of relationship. Such things were rare. He neither opposed nor approved of it. Other people's affairs had nothing to do with him.

What he wants to take care of most now is his sister, and he hopes that his sister will be happy all her life.

Shen Yu'an: "Well, hello, welcome!" After saying that, he walked into the kitchen with the ingredients, speaking quite concisely.

In Shen Yu'an's eyes, the fact that he could speak meant he was already very polite. What else could he do? He was a man of few words anyway.

He Yuan: “…”

I was thinking of chatting with him, but now it seems unnecessary. He must be just like that.

After the meal was ready, the three of them drank some wine. With Song Wenjing around, the atmosphere wasn't too cold. Shen Yu'an ate the food silently without saying a word.

At most, he would notice the atmosphere was a little cold and interject, saying a few pleasantries. After dinner, he would go back to his room to work, leaving the living room to the two of them.

When he was around, it seemed that He Yuan was a little restrained in speaking.

Seeing Shen Yu'an leave, He Yuan spoke louder and more casually, "Brother Song, you don't know, wuwuwu... When I saw my sister was about to commit suicide, I was really helpless."

At that time, there was darkness in his eyes and he didn't know how to face the result of his sister's death.

"On one side were my parents, and on the other was my older sister. My parents wanted to sell my sister for a dowry, and my sister could only struggle helplessly."

"I wanted to help, but... when my sister got married, I was tied up in a small dark room, and then I spent my sister's betrothal gift."

"My parents told me that a daughter is like water thrown away. All they can do is sell themselves for a good price. This is only natural."

"I tried to tell my parents what I learned in school, but instead of agreeing, they would find all sorts of excuses to refute me."

"They say I've grown too independent and have learned to resist. They think everything they say is right and that women should give up everything they have."

He Yuan started to cry as he spoke. His sister's condition was not good, and his was not much better. He didn't know where to vent his anger.

It just kept accumulating over time, and he was almost getting depressed. I thought that if I could say out what was hidden in my heart, it would make him feel better.

Song Wenjing listened silently, adding some wine from time to time and responding a few words, acting as a good listener.

"My parents always hoped that I could get into a good university, bring honor to the family, marry a wealthy wife, and have a smart son."

"If I don't follow their instructions, they'll throw a tantrum and accuse me of being unfilial. It's exhausting, but I can't just abandon my parents."

"Life! How can you have the best of both worlds?"

"I want my parents to love my sister more. I want my sister to be safe, happy, and free, without having to obey my parents' orders."

"Last time I threatened to commit suicide to force my parents to leave, and this time they pretended to be sick to get me to go back. I've already made up my mind and plan to move with my sister to a place where my parents don't know."

"Then tell your parents that you're going to start a business far away and send some money over from time to time to support their lives. Brother Song, is that okay?"

He Yuan looked confused and poured the wine into his glass. He didn't know whether his idea was right, but he couldn't think of any good solution.

I can only come and ask Song Wenjing, hoping he can give me some advice.

He enjoyed the benefits brought by his parents and the betrothal gift from his sister.

He suddenly felt that his life was a failure.