Lin Ying

Got it. "Guan Zhenyun's face was sullen.

At the dinner party, Guan Xingsong didn't come to his grandfather's house earlier than his father. Guan Muqin was very happy today and let Xingsong enter the other courtyard to talk. Here, he saw Lin Ying again.

Unlike last time, Lin Ying was here, wearing women's clothing from the 40s and [-]s, with light makeup, as if she had stepped off a painting.Guan Xingsong hardly dared to recognize him, as if he had changed completely.About Qin Mingyue, he knew a little bit, at least he had seen the oil painting in his grandfather's other courtyard, last time he just glanced at it occasionally, and didn't pay attention to Lin Ying's eyebrows, Qin Mingyue was so similar, now seeing the real Qin Mingyue, he Take a breath.

"Little aunt has great powers, where did you find such a person?"

Guan Muqin was resting in the inner room, and the servants were busy in twos and threes.Guan Xingsong seized the opportunity and stepped forward to pull Lin Ying to have a closer look.

"Are you a boy or a girl?"

Lin Ying lowered her eyes, showing a hint of embarrassment and helplessness. He pointed to his throat, indicating that he could not speak.

"You can't talk?"

Lin Ying nodded.

"It's a pity, she is so beautiful, but she is dumb."

Lin Ying smiled wryly.

"Then can you hear me?"

Lin Ying nodded.

"Can hear, isn't that congenitally deaf and dumb? Maybe it can be cured. I'll go tell my grandfather and ask a doctor to come and see me."

Lin Ying took his hand, shook her head, and signaled no.

Seeing his misty eyes, Guan Xingsong's heart skipped a beat. The resentful aura emanating from the bones of this handsome young man whom he had only met twice made him feel pitiful.In contrast to this attire, it is not surprising that a man, wearing the clothes of a woman in the Republic of China, made a cold doll and accompanied a dying old man, was dumbed down.

Guan Xingsong suddenly felt disgusted, how could they spoil people like this for their own selfish desires!Lin Ying was like this, and it was the same for Xuejuan back then. When she was victimized, it happened to be her 16th birthday, a girl who had just turned 16.

"Cough," a loud coughing sound came from the room, and Guan Xingsong was so frightened that he quickly put his hands off Lin Ying's shoulders.

Guan Muqin glanced at the two of them sullenly, raised his hand to signal, and Lin Ying hurried up to help him.In front of Guan Xingsong, Guan Muqin flicked the place he just touched with his hand.

Lin Ying's face immediately turned red.Guan Xingsong was too embarrassed.He wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to speak. Guan Muqin took Lin Ying away and left him alone.

Walking out of the other courtyard, he ran into Guan Zhenyun who had just entered the door. The old man was furious, and before he could greet him, he said, "Go back and take care of your son!" Guan Zhenyun was confused by what he said.

Throughout the night, Guan Zhenyun was the most disheartened person. From work to home, he did nothing well.People kept coming out to criticize him, and he seemed to be the target of public criticism. The younger brothers and sisters didn't save face for the elder brother at all, and stepped out one after another.Guan Zhenyun suddenly had a feeling of death, maybe, the power never belonged to him, he was just a puppet manipulated by the power, everything was an illusion, for so many years, it was an illusion, it was too scary.

Guan Zhenyun, who was full of anger, returned home, like a firecracker, seeing everything exploded.The servants were too frightened to pant loudly.

The little nanny Liu Jie came up and said cautiously: "Madam has a headache, I will go to bed first after picking up the eldest son."

When the eldest son was mentioned, Guan Zhenyun got angry and shouted loudly: "Has this bastard come back?"

"Just entered the door and went back to the room."

"Tell him to come and see me!"

After a while, Guan Xingsong came over with his mouth pouted.Liu Jie leaned into his ear and whispered, "The chairman is in a bad mood, so be careful."

Guan Xingsong waved his hands and said, "I didn't do anything wrong."

"What are you muttering there? Haven't come yet!"

Guan Xingsong came over with a look of disdain, and stood with his hands down.

"Let me ask you, what did you do wrong in the Grandfather's Courtyard today?"

"It's nothing."

"Nonsense!" Guan Zhenyun was furious: "Why did the Grandpa name and scold you? Even I didn't save face!"

"Grandpa Tai scolded you because of the company's affairs, what do I care about?"

Guan Zhenyun was trembling with anger, came up and slapped Guan Xingsong in the face twice: "I tell you to talk back! If you don't tell the truth, tell me, what the hell did you do!"

Guan Xingsong covered his face, but was full of dissatisfaction: "Aunt Xian'er begged me to take care of Lin Ying, so I went, and was seen by Grandpa Tai, and I didn't do anything, just ask Lin Ying why she couldn't speak..."

"Okay, okay, you prodigal son, you colluded with Guan Xianer to tear down my platform, I said no matter what you do, you will be half a step behind Guan Xianer, so it turns out that you are a foodie..."

"Dad! Why are you spitting blood? What did I do?"

"You bastard, you still dare to talk back, you grew up so big by eating the food at home for nothing! If you haven't made any progress, you are a waste! Useless waste!"

"You are being unreasonable, Dad. I am not willing to be born in this family. You think I am willing to be the son of this family. It looks beautiful on the outside, but the dirty and dirty things on the inside really make me despised!"

Xu Mengjiao took her son home today, and she felt very uncomfortable. Her left eyelid kept twitching, and she couldn't even put the cucumber skin on it. She felt tired, and she didn't even go to the family banquet, so she went to bed early.

Unexpectedly, when he was half asleep, he was awakened by the sound of arguing from the outer hall.She didn't want to care about it, but when she heard it getting more and more intense, she couldn't help but get worried, so she put on her clothes and came out.When she went down the stairs and turned into the living room, she saw this scene—her husband, his eyes wide open, shaped like a ghost, raised a marble ashtray high up.

"Don't! Zhenyun, don't!"

Following her sharp cry, the ashtray fell heavily on her son's head, and blood was everywhere.

"Ah! Xingsong!" She ran over, ignoring that the clothes she was wearing fell off the ground.

Heart-piercing cries, today she personally picked up her son, who had just recovered and was discharged from the hospital, and didn't stay for a long time.

She covered the blood hole on Guan Xingsong's head with her hands, and the warm blood moistened her hands. She looked up at Guan Zhenyun and screamed, "You're crazy! You're crazy."

The servants at home were busy making emergency calls, and everyone was in a mess. Only Guan Zhenyun stood with his hands down, his mind blank. His son, the only son, just turned 19 this year.

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Lin Ying was on the bed, her hands and feet were tightly tied to the bed rails.He tilted his head, wetting a piece of the bed sheet.Not far from him, there is an exquisite small cage, which contains a gray mouse.Occasional squeaks.

If he could speak, he could beg for mercy loudly, but now, he can do nothing but cry.

Guan Muqin stared at him without saying a word. In "A Dream of Red Mansions", Jia She once said: Chang'e loves young people since ancient times.

Guan Xingsong, who has not yet graduated from university, and Lin Ying, who has a baby face, are a good match.

He scratched his body with fingers like iron hooks, and whispered as if talking to himself: "Qin Mingyue, why do you always fall in love with others, why do you never see me in your eyes."

Lin Ying shook her head desperately and kept grabbing with her hands, she could only beg in this way.The buttons were undone one by one, and the gray and black nails scratched his skin.

That day, the day He Lin was tortured to death, he knew that it was impossible for him to win her heart in this life. He would never do anything, and while hurting others, he would bring despair to himself.

This woman is alive and well here, why is it so difficult to get her?After so long, how could she just refuse to be moved?

That day, in that dark dungeon, next to He Lin's corpse, amidst the eerie smell of cooked meat, he brutally violated Qin Mingyue.

The state of mind that day was very similar to today, knowing that hurting the other party would make my heart hurt, but I still spared no effort to hurt him.

Ever since he found out that Lin Ying didn't like to drink porridge, he knew that there was a story about this beautiful young man. Guan Xian'er told him the truth. At that time, he actually had a kind of desire to relieve, thinking that one day he would torture people These methods are used on him.

Why do you want to do this?Why hate this man?I can't tell myself, maybe when people get old, these strange emotions will appear - I am old, but you are young; I am ugly, but you are beautiful; I love you, but you are perfunctory; I will die, You are still in this world.You have a lot of time, a beautiful face, and countless admirers.You will take my money, my assets, and find someone who is equally young and handsome, maybe Cheng Han, maybe Xing Song, maybe someone, and go have a good time!How can you let me tolerate it!You bitch, flirtatious bitch!Your obedience to me is all fake, but you deceive me to be too old and foolish to see it!I want you to know how powerful I am!

Guan Muqin approached Lin Ying, stretched out his hand and took out the little animal from the mouse cage, and gently rubbed it under the unbuttoned skin.Said in a low voice: "Isn't this little thing cute?"

Lin Ying's tears almost covered his entire face, and he struggled desperately.

"Aying, he wants to kiss you."

Lin Ying looked at him in horror, watching him bring the little animal close to his face, he shook his head like crazy.Guan Muqin grabbed his hair with unimaginable force to prevent him from moving, but he didn't use a mouse, but kissed it with his own mouth.

Tears all over his face, salty and bitter.

"Aying..." He tasted it, different from Qin Mingyue, but with a special taste.

"Master," Jin's mother stood outside the door and said calmly, "something happened at the eldest young master's house." Guan Muqin got off Lin Ying and said slowly, "Come in, what happened?"