Yan Xiu's room was locked, and Shen Jiu took the key and twisted it several times before opening the door.

Then she pushed hard, and the door slammed open.

Shen Jiu stood in front of the door in a daze.

The things in the room slammed to the ground, the table fell to the floor, the picture frame also fell to the ground, the glass shattered to the ground, and the painting hanging on the wall was ripped off and smashed to the ground, and the picture frame had fallen apart, revealing the back of the drawing paper.

On the back is bright red words, scribbled, not easy to see, can only be distinguished as extremely murderous, bloody as if to overflow from the paper.

Bloody...... Bloody?

Shen Jiu's pupils shrank, and he suddenly looked at Yan Xiu, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

He was barefoot, his ankles and feet were covered with tiny scars cut by broken glass, and his complexion was more and more papery with reddish blood.

Shen Jiusan stepped over in two steps and squatted in front of him all of a sudden: "Yan Xiu, what are you crazy about?" ”

She reached out to touch his wound, but before her fingertips could touch it, Yan Xiu bent down and grabbed her wrist.

"Miss Shen." His voice was calm and cool.

Shen Jiu paused slightly, slowly raised his head, and looked at Yan Xiu: "Another personality? ”

The man looked down at her for a moment, then curled his lips slightly and smiled at her, "Did he scare you?" ”

He stood up, stepped on his slippers, walked slowly to the table, and raised his hand to help it up.

Then he opened the drawer, took out a bottle of alcohol and a box of cotton swabs, crouched down, and bowed his head to treat the wound.

While disinfecting the wound, he whispered, "If he is stimulated, he is prone to collapse and go violent, and there will be situations where he hurts others." ”

Shen Jiu bowed his head and defended: "He just pushed me out." ”

The teenager paused slightly, then he raised his head, and his gaze fell lightly on her: "You are defending him." ”

Shen Jiu closed his mouth and didn't squeak again.

The boy had finished disinfecting, he screwed the cap of the bottle, and while putting the alcohol back in place, he cleaned up the mess on the ground: "I didn't expect you to come back." ”

Little by little, he cleaned up the glass shards on the floor, and then put a sticky note on the garbage bag—

[There are glass shards inside, be careful]

Shen Jiu stared at his movements for a while, and suddenly said, "The housekeeper said that you are a gentle and kind person. ”

The boy tilted his head to look at her.

Shen Jiu licked his lips lightly: "Did you escort me out before because you didn't want me to see me being bullied by thugs?" ”

The young man's long eyelashes drooped slightly.

He curled his eyebrows and smiled, his light-colored pupils glanced at her lightly, and then slowly withdrew his gaze, without replying.

This personality is obviously much better at talking than the other, Shen Jiu hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the photo picked up by the young man, and said in a low voice: "This photo-"

The young man put the photo on the table, Wen Yan glanced back at her, then lowered his eyebrows, leaned against the table, and whispered, "I got it a long time ago." ”

He placed the photo in the corner of the table, took something and pressed it, then bent down to pick up the books scattered on the floor.

Shen Jiu leaned over to help.

The two of them cleaned up significantly faster, and the room quickly became tidy, the young man straightened up, walked back to the table, pulled out the photo, and showed the back to Shen Jiu.

Above is a date written in black pen, more than ten years ago.

The young man said, "When he was kidnapped, you were actually there." ”