Sir, don't be too bad

Si Nuanqian's eyes widened in astonishment, and she clenched her fists tightly, feeling so distressed that she didn't even notice that her pink lips turned white from being bitten by her.

Shangguan Lingqi, how much torture did he suffer back then?

"Afterwards, how did he get rid of it? Didn't you go to save him?" Si Nuanqian asked with a choked voice.

"My father is helping each other, but no one knows where my brother was taken until he came back a few months later." Shangguan Jiu'er glanced at her and answered her question.

"A few months..." Si Nuanqian's face turned pale, and he trembled uncontrollably: "How many months has he been abused?"

What happened to Shangguan Lingqi was completely beyond her expectations.

She thought that he rejected women because he was emotionally hurt, but she didn't expect the truth of the matter to be so cruel.

Shangguan Jiu'er nodded, with tears welling up in his eyes: "At that time, my brother could not seek death if he wanted to survive, but this kind of situation aroused his will to survive."

"So, he pretended to be completely surrendered to the other party, and then slowly gained the other party's trust. Finally, the pair of sisters relaxed their vigilance. My brother took advantage of his unpreparedness and killed them one by one before escaping."

"When he came back, all of us barely recognized him..."

As Shangguan Jiu'er said, she raised her hand and gently wiped the corners of her eyes.

"Since then, he has started to hate women?" Si Nuanqian asked tremblingly.

"Yes." Shangguan Jiu'er nodded: "But if you think that he just hates women after this incident, you are wrong."

Si Nuanqian shuddered, "Then what else?"

"He was able to come back at that time because he wanted to see us, so he ran back with all his might."

"But after seeing us, he lost that breath, he began to become sensitive and inferior, and he developed a deep disgust and hatred for himself."

"He felt dirty, and felt that he had lived too dirty in the past few months, so he chose to commit suicide..."

"How could he think like that?" Si Nuanqian almost jumped up when he heard that: "He was forced to survive, not voluntarily, it's a choice anyone would make."

"Thank you for thinking that way." Shangguan Jiu'er looked at Si Nuanqian quietly, and thanked Si Nuanqian slowly, "Later, we found the best psychiatrist to counsel him, and my dad handed everything over to Si Nuanqian. I gave it to Brother Qianxun, and then I and my mother will concentrate on staying with my brother."

"But my brother still can't accept himself like that, and he always wants to commit suicide and destroy his face."

"My mother loves my brother very much, and she feels that everything my brother has suffered is because of her."

"So one day, my mother wrote a suicide note and committed suicide." Shangguan Jiu'er's tone was low and inaudible.

Si Nuanqian didn't expect such an accident at all, so he was completely stunned.

"My mother survived and was rescued, but what we didn't expect was that my brother returned to normal because of my mother's suicide." Shangguan Jiu'er continued.

"He started to train and eat like before. Except for hating women and being taciturn, he could hardly see any difference from before."

"But the wound in his heart hasn't healed, right?" Si Nuanqian's eyes were warm, and his voice choked up.

Shangguan Lingqi probably just didn't want to see his mother blame herself for him, so he pretended that he had recovered.