Chapter 1

The black clouds were overwhelming, and the sky was gray from the morning, and Yuan Ting took a shovel to the base of the wall to dig up some mud and put it in the flower pot.

The bodyguard leaned against the wall with his arms folded and stared condescendingly at Yuan Ting, who was squatting on the ground and digging a pit: "You don't plan to dig a hole here and get out, do you?" ”

"You call me a dog?" Yuan Ting slammed a shovel against the hard wall, "Come, you dig one and I'll take a look." ”

The bodyguard pouted and snorted, "Anyway, you don't want to run away from under my nose." ”

"Huh." Yuan Tingyang stood up and snorted at him, disdainfully, "If I want to run, do you think you can watch me?" It's just to give you face. Yuan Ting walked past the bodyguard with his head proudly carrying a small red bucket full of dirt.

The bodyguard itched his teeth and ran to the housekeeper to complain.

The housekeeper was helpless: "If he really has that ability, can he be locked up here for four years?" If you can run early, you should be mature, do your job well, and don't always provoke him. ”

"yes, don't always provoke me, or I'll beat you." Yuan Ting walked over and opened the refrigerator, took a bottle of Coke from it, waved his fist at the bodyguard defiantly, and then walked away.

"Look at him, look at him......" The bodyguard almost jumped up in place in anger, but before he could blow up his hair, he saw Yuan Ting, who had walked to the door, running upstairs with a frightened face, like a mouse seeing a cat, and he didn't even carry his little red bucket.

In the next second, the door was opened, and a man entered.

"Young Master, you're back." The butler and bodyguard greeted him.

The man who came in was handsome and handsome, but unfortunately he couldn't move his legs and could only sit in a wheelchair.

The butler stepped forward and pushed the wheelchair.

The man was very thin, his face was a little pale, his gloomy eyes swept up the stairs, and the bodyguard immediately said: "He ate a bowl of small wontons in the morning, drank a cup of black coffee, ate two packets of potato chips and three bean paste buns, dumplings for lunch, ordered a cup of milk tea and a fried chicken after lunch, took a nap after lunch, got up and watched TV for a while, and went to the backyard to dig mud and say that he wanted to plant flowers...... But I suspect he wants to dig a hole in the wall and get out...... After digging in the mud, I came back and got a bottle of Coke and went upstairs. "The bodyguards have become accustomed to reporting the movements of the Yuan Court to Cheng Nanyi in every detail, and they don't even take a single hit.

Yuan Ting, who was hiding at the top of the stairs and listening, rolled his eyes and turned back to the bedroom.

But it was only four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was already completely dark outside, and it looked like there was going to be a storm in the evening.

On the balcony, there were still starry stars and mint seeds that he bought online, and he wanted to plant them, but the small bucket of soil was still on the first floor, and Cheng Nanyi came back, so he didn't want to go down.

Let's talk about it tomorrow, anyway, what he has now is time at most.

After Yuan Ting lay on the bed and played with his mobile phone for a while, his eyelids were a little heavy, so he turned over and closed his eyes.

In the past few years, Yuan Ting's sleep has not been very good, and he often can't sleep all night, but he doesn't know what's wrong today, he slept at noon, but now he is very sleepy.

It wasn't until the sound of muffled thunder that Yuan Ting opened his eyes, the room was still pitch black, the windows on the balcony were not closed, the wind was howling, the torrential rain was pouring, and under the mixture of these sounds, the sound of the wheelchair rolling was almost insignificant, but Yuan Ting still heard it.

Reaching out to turn on the bedside lamp, Cheng Nanyi's cold and depressed face appeared next to the bed, even though he had been watching it for several years, Yuan Ting still couldn't help palpitating,, it's not a ghost movie, who is going to scare to death.

Yuan Ting lay down and didn't move, Cheng Nanyi propped up his body with his hands on the bed, and then turned around and sat on the bed.

Yuan Ting was used to seeing his arm strength, so he turned sideways to the side.

Cheng Nanyi lay down on the other side, because of the action just now, his breathing was still a little short.

Listening to his breathing, Yuan Ting slowly closed his eyes and began to brew sleep, it has been four years, and he has been "sharing the same bed" with Cheng Nanyi for four years, and he is used to it.

"Want to leave?" The gloomy voice rang in his ears, accompanied by a thunderclap, as if he would choke Yuan Ting's neck and twist his head off in the next second, which scared Yuan Ting.

Lying down, Yuan Ting covered his chest, people were scary and scared to death.

Yuan Ting quietly moved to the other side, and said speechlessly: "Don't you think that bodyguard of yours has a bad brain?" You believe everything he says. ”

"So......" Cheng Nanyi sneered, "Yuan Ting, you're telling me that you never thought about leaving, right?" ”

"I said no, do you believe it?" Yuan Ting yawned, and he didn't know why, he was so sleepy today, and he had to wait for the pervert to fall asleep when he was lying next to Cheng Nanyi, a pervert in the past.

Cheng Nanyi let out a short sneer, obviously unconvinced.

"Or you'll kill me."

"Do you want to die?"

Yuan Ting sighed and said sincerely: "If you can, I am willing to give you my life." ”

"If you take your life, will you go back to when nothing happened?" Cheng Nanyi sneered, "Don't worry, the day I die, I will take you to hell with me." ”

The thunder sounded at the right time, accompanied by Cheng Nanyi's ghostly and gloomy voice, Yuan Ting shuddered, pulled the quilt over his head, and prayed to God, God, please, when you go to hell, don't let me be on the same floor as Cheng Nanyi, please, please.

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"Wake up, Xiaoting wake up."

How can you dream of a woman's voice?

Could it be that I haven't seen a woman for several years, so I dream of listening to a woman's voice?

But the woman's voice was somewhat familiar, and even showed signs of making him sick to his stomach.

Yuan Ting felt that his head was particularly painful, and it was particularly difficult to open his eyes, and he wanted to continue sleeping, but the woman's voice kept chattering in his ears, and Yuan Ting opened his eyes a little irritably.

"Alright, don't sleep, we're almost there."

The young, beautiful, and delicate woman casually touched Yuan Ting's head and hugged him to sit up.

The elegant smell of perfume lingered in his nose, Yuan Ting instantly sobered up, subconsciously stretched out his hand to push it, and finally saw the face of the woman in front of him clearly.

"it." Because he was too shocked, Yuan Ting directly burst into a foul mouth.

The woman's brows furrowed, she turned her head and patted Yuan Ting's mouth lightly, and said unhappily: "Don't swear, how did your grandmother teach you, you don't learn well at a young age." ”

Yuan Ting covered his slightly aching mouth, and the whole person was not good.

Why did he see his own mother?

Didn't she die three years ago?

And......

Looking at his little arms and legs, Yuan Ting was a little confused, this was a dream of his childhood?

It's just that the feeling of this dream is too real.

"Mom told you again, when you arrive at Uncle Cheng's house, you must be obedient, you must call Uncle Cheng's father, don't cry, don't make trouble."

"He also has a little brother at home, and he doesn't like children very much, don't you provoke him, do you understand?"

Yuan Ting looked at the woman in front of him and vomited physiologically.

The woman frowned, and even put him on the seat next to her with some disgust.

Yuan Ting sat there for a long time before he realized that it didn't seem to be a dream, and this feeling was somewhat real.

Yuan Ting slowly turned his head to look out the window, the car drove into a familiar community, and after turning a few corners, a familiar three-story small building appeared in front of him.

Yuan Ting blinked and determined his age, this should be when he was seven years old, the day his mother had just remarried and took him to live in the Cheng family.

Yuan Ting grabbed his mother's arm and bit it hard.

Shu Zhilan hissed in pain and slapped him on the head: "What are you doing?" ”

Looking at that angry face, Yuan Ting blinked, as if he had been reborn.

The car stopped in front of the villa, the door was opened, and the familiar face of the butler appeared in front of Yuan Ting.

At this time, the housekeeper was only in his forties, and he said respectfully to Shu Zhilan with a smile on his face: "Good young grandmother, good young master." ”

Shu Zhilan nodded lightly to him, and after getting out of the car, she turned around and held Yuan Ting's hand.

Yuan Ting subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, isn't it really a dream?

Shu Zhilan walked a few steps but found that her son hadn't moved, so she turned to look at him and warned him: "Xiaoting, be obedient." ”

Yuan Ting looked at the three-story building in front of him, and his breathing was a little difficult, he had lived here for many years, and this place carried all the good memories of his childhood, and later, this became the place where Cheng Nanyi imprisoned him.

"Yuan Ting." Shu Zhilan tugged at his hand in displeasure, "Hurry up." ”

Yuan Ting sighed, it would be good if he was reborn before his mother and stepfather got married, then he would have to break up the two of them, but unfortunately, it was too late, and the marriage was already over.

"Young master, little young master is here."

Hearing the housekeeper's voice, Yuan Ting's brain exploded.

Master?

Isn't the young master Cheng Nanyi?

Help me! Help me!! Help me!!!

Yuan Ting hid behind Shu Zhilan.

At this time, it is impossible to tell whether Shu Zhilan is more terrible or Cheng Nanyi is more terrifying.

The housekeeper looked at Yuan Ting, who was only like a frightened bird, and couldn't help laughing: "Don't be afraid, little master, the young master is about the same age as you, you can play together in the future." ”

Hehe!

Yuan Tingxin said, play captivity?

Yuan Court is like a great enemy.

This is the same as in the previous life, he met Cheng Nanyi today.

The footsteps were approaching, and Yuan Ting couldn't help but poke his head out and look over.

"Young Master, this is the little young master of Yuanting, he is three years younger than you, and he is a younger brother." Butler introduction.

Yuan Ting's gaze stayed on the straight and slender legs, which were intact and powerful.

The tall and thin boy stood there, more elegant than the green bamboo in the courtyard.

No one knew that in his previous life, he imprisoned Yuan Ting for four years.

Seeing that the two of them had not spoken, the housekeeper said to Yuan Ting: "This is my brother, brother Nanyi." "If the two children can live in peace, the family atmosphere will be harmonious, and as a housekeeper, it is his job to balance the relationship between the two children.

Yuan Ting glanced at him, and the butler winked at him with a smile and encouraged him to take the first step.

The young master of his family has been strictly controlled by the old man since he was a child, and he has always been taciturn and has no trace of youthfulness, and the child of Yuan Ting looks lively and active, maybe he can bring the young master to be more cheerful.

Yuan Ting raised his head, his gaze went up, his eyes fixed on the young man's alienated face, and his mind flashed quickly frame by frame as if he was about to play.

The gloomy man in the wheelchair, the man who tied him to the bed, grabbed him and asked him gloomily, "Yuan Ting, do you want to escape?" "Perverted ......

Yuan Ting pursed his lips and snorted contemptuously.

In his previous life, he didn't dare to resist, but now...... It's just a ten-year-old boy.

Yuan Ting pursed his lips vigorously and pupated his chrysalis, accumulating strength.

It's hard to live again, and first "bah" is respect.

Just when the saliva was about to blurt out and run to Cheng Nanyi, Yuan Ting suddenly thought of another possibility.

If he really spit on Cheng Nanyi, would Cheng Nanyi, a pervert, bully him?

His current small body can't compete with Cheng Nanyi.

So, Yuan Ting hesitated......

And because of his own impulsiveness, he urgently avoided danger.

Cheng Nanyi looked at the big-eyed and beautiful little curly hair in front of him, spit out a mouthful of bubble saliva halfway, and then suddenly sucked it back eagerly...... Finally, there was a grunt...... Swallowed.

Cheng Nanyi almost subconsciously took a step back, and then his expressionless face was completely untenable...... Cracked.