It is said that wealthy families are not easy to marry

...【Manual Harmony】

Perhaps it is true that every serious man who seems to have no desires has a pervert living in his heart, crazy for only one person.

After gaining peace, Shen Ting finally fell into a coma, but because of the unbearable injuries on his body, he couldn't sleep peacefully. He heard someone calling him in a trance, but when he opened his eyes, he saw a doctor in a white coat, bowing his eyes respectfully.

The wound on Xie He's forehead has been treated, he brought a glass of water to the head of the bed, and helped Shen Ting up: "Take medicine, you have a fever."

Shen Ting frowned, his throat felt so dry, he took a sip of water and closed his eyes again, not wanting to take medicine.

Xie He called him a few more times, Shen Ting pretended to have fallen asleep but refused to open his eyes, in the end Xie He had no choice but to give up.

After falling asleep again, Shen Ting still didn't sleep well, and had a dream in a trance, but it didn't seem to be a dream, it seemed real and fake.

A list of plane victims was published under the bright red newspaper headlines. There was a long list of names of all kinds. He saw his own name first.

Responding instinctively, Shen Ting was startled.

There's one more... one more, and a voice tells him there's another name, and he should look again.

The words on the newspaper suddenly became dense and strange, making people dazzled. He tried to see clearly, but everything began to blur.

etc--

"Wait a moment--"

Shen Ting suddenly opened his eyes, breathing quickly, but what he saw was the familiar environment and some dazzling lights, and it was unknown how long it had been since the night when he was tortured by Xie He over and over again.

Xie He, who heard the movement, came to the bedside immediately, and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Looking at the face in front of him, Shen Ting didn't know what he thought of, and looked away for a while: "...it's okay."

Xie He didn't believe it, and still stared at Shen Ting suspiciously.

Shen Ting felt upset, so he was not polite at all, and deliberately stabbed Xie He: "I thought I was killed by you, but I didn't expect that I was still alive."

Sure enough, Xie He's face instantly became ugly when he heard this, but soon returned to normal, and he brought another glass of warm water over, and then helped Shen Ting up.

"If the fever subsides, what kind of medicine should I take? I won't take it." After sleeping for a long time, Shen Ting regained some strength and had the strength to speak, but his face was still pale, giving off a feeling of extreme weakness.

"The fever has not completely subsided." At this time, Xie He was very patient, "I will serve you porridge after taking the medicine."

"Whoever wants to take medicine, why don't you just kill me." Shen Ting's throat started to hurt again as he spoke in a hurry, and he frowned, "You might as well kill me directly."

Holding the water glass tightly in his hand, Xie He seemed to be holding back something: "Don't say that."

"Isn't that what you think? Think about it for yourself, are you still a human? How did you treat me that night?" Shen Ting directly pulled the needle in his hand, letting blood roll from the back of his snow-white hand Say, "What are you talking about, you are a fucking pervert! I don't like men!"

"...Don't like it? It's useless if you don't like it." Xie He sat down beside the bed with alcohol and hemostasis, and went to hold Shen Ting's hand. The pale blood vessels on the back of the snow-white hand were lined with bright red blood, which was a bit shocking .

Of course Shen Ting refused to submit.

Xie He was not polite, and directly pulled him in front of him, using a lot of strength: "Since you admit defeat, you should be obedient. Don't forget, your mother is still in my hands."

The wrist was so painful that Shen Ting, who was still ill, could only let Xie He stop the bleeding.

But Shen Ting had another aggrieved question in his heart.

"...When did I admit defeat?"

Xie He glanced at him, then lowered his head again, but the corners of his lips curved slightly: "The night before yesterday."

It turned out that one day has passed since that night, but I can't remember many things of that night clearly. Apart from the pain and tiredness, there are only traces of ambiguity all over my body now.

He didn't feel anything else, and he didn't want to ask Xie He any more. The other party's smile just now made him feel that the truth might be very hurtful.

Just when Shen Ting was thinking silently by himself, the system that had been silent for a long time finally appeared, and he enthusiastically helped Shen Ting to solve his doubts: "The night before yesterday, you cried and gave up, saying that you would be obedient and lie down in your post, and you cried so much Weird."

"..." It's too embarrassing.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Xie He if you are crying." The system said leisurely.

Of course he had no face to ask Xie He.

but……

"You've seen it all?" Can you kill someone?

"Can you format automatically?"

"Obviously not." The system said, "However, we also have the function of automatically protecting the privacy of the host, so it's all about hacking, and we can only listen to the sound."

"Don't listen to the sound!"

"We are a formal system, we must keep the host's personal safety at all times, and monitor to facilitate rescue if necessary."

"Then why didn't you help out that night?" Didn't you see that he was dying?

"I feel that you can continue to persevere." The system is serious, "And it turns out that my guess is correct."

"..."

The deep sense of powerlessness made Shen Ting speechless, and he was silent for a moment before continuing to ask: "Then what else did I say?"

"For example, it's counterproductive to say it a few hundred times. The [-]th generation of Xie He's ancestors said it a few times, but Xie He didn't dare to say it. There is a sentence that Xie He listened to. You said Don't stop..."

"Can you finish the sentence first?" Shen Ting interrupted unbearably.

Almost in a brisk tone, the system continued: "Then you obediently admit defeat, saying that you will not go out to hook up with people casually in the future, you will not meet with Chen Qinghe, you are not allowed to make phone calls, and cut off all contact..."

"Wait." Shen Ting's face became ugly, and he refused to believe it, but when he thought about the situation at that time, he felt emboldened: "This is coercion for prostitution, it's coercion, it's not my own will."

"That's true. After all, you've been crying for most of the night. It feels like you're dying. Your voice is hoarse. If you don't admit defeat, you'll have to sleep for another day. You might really die." Even so, "But Xie He doesn't think so, admitting defeat is admitting defeat, not to mention you are still a filial son, so now you can only obey obediently."

"...First...let's hide your strength and bide your time." Reluctantly regaining some face for herself, first think about what to do next.

Xie He treated Shen Ting's wound, and watched Shen Ting's face change a few times during the process, thinking that it was before he got angry.

"The purpose of your coming to Xie's is for your mother. As long as you are obedient, I will arrange someone to take good care of her. You are still Mrs. Xie, and Xie can give you whatever you want."

"Your wife?" Sensing Xie He's implication, Shen Ting sneered, and then began to poke his nose and face, "Then should I take care of all your money?"

Then Xie He turned around and left, and came back not long after, holding a wallet in his hand, and then really took out all the bank cards from it and put them on the bedside table: "I'll give you all."

Shen Ting was stunned, looking at Xie He who was about to write down the password, his heart moved, and he immediately struck while the iron was hot: "I want Xie's shares."

Xie He paused his pen, then continued to write. After finishing writing, he put the piece of paper in a pair of bank cards: "You can spend it as you like."

Obviously avoiding the important and taking the light.

"As long as it's a period of time, it's considered a loan to me, and I will return it to you later." As long as the task is completed, at worst, he can make a will before leaving and return it to Xie He. , as long as half of the shares in your hand, after all, I almost lost half of my life."

This time Xie He ignored it and went to get a glass of warm water: "Take medicine."

Shen Ting was very upset and didn't plan to talk to Xie He, just when he was about to lie down, he pulled the injury below his body, and immediately his whole face wrinkled from the pain.

"If you don't eat, the wound will worsen, and you will only suffer more." Xie He watched coldly.

Shen Ting didn't speak, feeling upset, it's all your fault that I'm like this.

"Since you don't care about yourself, then I don't have to feel sorry for you." Putting down the glass in his hand, Xie He bent down, grabbed Shen Ting's shoulders, and pressed against the bed, his momentum and expression were exactly the same as the night before.

Shen Ting shivered in fright, seeing that Xie He was about to kiss him again, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to resist: "Are you still human?!"

"Didn't you call me inferior to a beast the night before yesterday?" As he spoke, Xie He's hand gestured to hug Shen Ting's waist again.

Shen Ting has personally experienced that Xie He is not a human being, and now he will definitely not feel that Xie He is joking again, and he does not want to try again.

"Stop, don't touch me and eat." I was really afraid that Xie He would be a beast again.

After rubbing the delicate skin on the side of his waist for a moment, Xie He took his hand out of Shen Ting's hem: "Be more obedient, from now on...everything about Mrs. Xie will be yours."

Shen Ting took the medicine, Xie He went downstairs and brought the porridge up, Shen Ting ate some too, but what he thought in his heart was that he must leave this ghost place immediately after he recovered.

"Take good care of your body to continue fighting." The system floated out a sentence leisurely.

Shen Ting: Why has the system's words become less serious since that night?

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