Lu Jiansen shook his head.
“Yingying didn't tell us. She said those people wouldn't trouble her again and didn't want us to step in.”
Lu Jiansen spoke casually, but those few words instantly set off He Shu's emotions.
Her expression darkened, and she dragged Lu Jiansen out of the room.
After gently closing the door, He Shu directed her furious tone straight at Lu Jiansen.
“She says she doesn't want our help, so you won't help her secretly behind her back? Just without letting her know! She was beaten up like this!”
He Shu was so agitated that her speech became incoherent.
Lu Jiansen stepped forward quickly to soothe He Shu.
“Mom, don't be angry! Let me explain it to you slowly...”
Lu Jiansen quickly tried to calm her down.
He Shu's eyes reddened once again.
Lu Jiansen quickly comforted her in a gentle, quiet voice.
“Mom, Yingying's state of mind isn't right right now, so we can't force her. Look at how she's been lately—hasn't she been very strange?”
Lu Jiansen's words brought He Shu back to her senses.
Lu Yinghan's behavior over the past few days had indeed made her skin crawl with unease.
She suppressed the anger in her heart a little.
“Jiansen, bring a psychologist over to see Yingying as soon as possible.”
Lu Jiansen nodded solemnly to indicate he understood, and only then did He Shu reluctantly return to her room.
Lu Jiansen let out a tired sigh. He cast a glance at Lu Yinghan's room before rubbing his temples and returning to his own.
Sleeping quietly in her room, Lu Yinghan, half-conscious, felt her limbs sinking into a quagmire.
She could clearly feel her body gradually sinking deeper into the mud.
A chill of shock ran through her heart. Dragging her heavy, exhausted body, she struggled in the boundless darkness.
The air she could breathe in gradually diminished. Lu Yinghan frantically drew in deep breaths, holding them in her belly to prolong the time before she suffocated.
Lu Yinghan nervously observed her surroundings.
It was pitch-black with no end in sight...
Ah...
Suddenly, Lu Yinghan felt a sense of relief.
This feeling was almost identical to how she felt before dying in her previous life...
So had she triggered some terrible event again in this life? Was she going to experience the feeling of dying near death once more?
“Sob sob sob...”
“Yingying, Mom is sorry...”
“Yingying, it's Dad's fault, it's Dad's fault!”
“Sob sob sob, Sister!”
Who is calling me?
Who is crying?
Lu Yinghan turned her head with great difficulty toward the source of the crying.
Suddenly, light flickered before her eyes. She narrowed her eyes slightly to see the situation ahead clearly.
Her blurry vision gradually sharpened.
What came into view was an environment that couldn't be more familiar to her.
This was the place she had painstakingly chosen in her past life...
She didn't know what had happened after she died.
But in front of the spot where she lay, a crowd of people was gathered.
As Lu Yinghan's breath slowly returned, she turned her head to see who these people were.
“Sob sob, Sister, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!”
It was Lu Xuanyao.
Lu Xuanyao, who had just reached adulthood, had been well-cared for by the Lu family.
She wore expensive clothes from head to toe, her skin fair, smooth, and flushed with a delicate pink hue.
She wept like a rain-drenched pear blossom, and behind her stood the four men of the Lu family.
He Shu stood alongside Lu Xuanyao, her body trembling violently as she sobbed.
They had all grown old...
Her three older brothers looked much more mature and weathered, while crow's feet had deepened around the corners of He Shu and Lu Xiong's eyes.
When they first received the news, they had already begun to feel deep remorse.
Back then, after finding Lu Xuanyao, they discovered that she had wandered off on her own, lured away by delicious food in someone's hands. Fortunately, that family was very kindhearted.
In the end, the Lu family finally reunited with Lu Xuanyao.
However, by that time, Lu Yinghan had already been driven away by the Lu family.
Immersed in the joy of finding Lu Xuanyao again, they completely forgot what bastards they had been when they threw Lu Yinghan out.
It was not until Lu Xuanyao mentioned Lu Yinghan that the members of the Lu family remembered the child they had wronged.
When they went back to look for her, they remembered how ruthlessly they had severed ties with Lu Yinghan and blocked access to her basic necessities.
This matter was like a sharp thorn.
It left their consciences without a single moment of peace.
Until one day, the police approached the family, stating that they had found Lu Yinghan's corpse and needed them to identify her.
It felt like a bolt from the blue for everyone.
Their various scenes of remorse and searching for her crashed against Lu Yinghan's vision in the darkness.
Yet Lu Yinghan, who was still slowly descending in the dark, felt not a single shred of joy or excitement.
The more she looked, the more absurd she found it...
Only after I'm dead do you realize you were wrong?
I, Lu Yinghan, really can't afford the self-righteous nobility of you Lu family members.
Her past self was already dead. Even if they spent the rest of their lives atoning, she would never come back to life.
Lu Yinghan's heart grew even colder.
Outside her already enclosed heart, another thick layer of shackles was added.
Her cheeks grew rigid; she couldn't bring herself to smile.
It felt as if an invisible weight was pulling down at the corners of her mouth.
Not a single wave of emotion could make her smile.
She truly could not smile anymore.
She stopped forcing her eyelids open.
She gave up struggling.
She simply closed her eyes and let herself sink endlessly.
A numb, electric sensation accompanied by a chill spread downward from the top of her head.
Lu Yinghan, asleep, slowly opened her eyes. Looking at the pitch-black room, she saw that the moon outside was already exposed in the night sky.
She let the discomfort wash across her entire body.
She even quieted her mind to silently feel the strange sensations coming from her body.
Her eyes blinked rhythmically as she opened them, clearly seeing the light fixture on the ceiling.
Her mind was still filled with the scenes from her dream.
Her mind was a chaotic blur.
She stared at the ceiling above her for a long time.
A crystal-clear tear slipped from the corner of her eye down to her ear.
One drop, two drops...
She tightly clutched the blanket, biting down on it with her mouth to prevent herself from sobbing out loud.
She used all her strength to keep from making a sound.
She buried herself beneath the blanket.
And so she hid away for the entire night...
Early the next morning, Butler Liu brought the ointment in his hands directly to Lu Yinghan's room.
He had worried about Lu Yinghan all night, barely closing his eyes the entire night.
The moment morning arrived, he came directly to apply medicine for Lu Yinghan.
“Miss, are you awake?”
Butler Liu knocked gently on the door, waiting for Lu Yinghan to respond to him.
“Good morning, Grandpa Butler. I'm already awake.”
Lu Yinghan's weak voice came from inside the room.
Butler Liu opened the door, relieved.
The curtains in the room were automatic.
Lu Yinghan had already drawn back the curtains.
With a haggard face and swollen eyelids, Miss looked even more fragile.
These were the marks of having cried...
“Miss, does it hurt very much?”
Butler Liu hurried forward, looking over Lu Yinghan with eyes filled with deep concern...
“I'm fine, Grandpa Butler. I just had a nightmare last night...”
Butler Liu's heart twitched with agonizing pain.
Miss—
She wasn't telling the truth.
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