Chapter 73: Despair

There must be something special living in that old house. Shen Boyan thought.

The system that resides in Cheng Wenjun may come from Cheng Shunhao, who lives in the old house.

【I see. ] Shen Boyan replied, [Thank you for telling me. 】

【fine. 】Cheng Wen'an was very calm.

【You should also be more careful. 】

Their conversation ended, Shen Boyan glanced at Cheng Wenjun.

This man had a sullen face while driving, staring intently at the road in front of him. The speed of the car had increased to 70km/h. Shen Boyan turned his head and the green belt outside the window turned into a shadow.

This tense mental state made Shen Boyan feel uneasy.

"Cheng Wenjun, drive slower." He couldn't help but say.

Cheng Wenjun was startled and then came to his senses: "Ah, okay."

The speed of the car was slightly slower, but it was still not very reassuring.

"Slower down." Shen Boyan said again.

Cheng Wenjun let out an irritated breath and stepped on the brakes, finally slowing down the car completely.

Seeing this, Shen Boyan didn't want to communicate more with Cheng Wenjun. But as soon as he closed his mouth, Cheng Wenjun started mumbling again.

"Cheng Wen'an has been really ambitious lately."

Shen Boyan didn't hear clearly for a while, and it took him a few seconds to react.

"Him?" He didn't know how to evaluate this description, "I'm not sure."

Cheng Wenjun glanced at Shen Boyan, as if he knew that Shen Boyan would not give him any satisfactory answer.

"Do you know what he said today?" He changed the subject.

"You said it today? On your birthday?" Shen Boyan asked.

"Yes." Cheng Wenjun nodded.

"I don't know." Shen Boyan shook his head, looking completely clueless, "I only know that you were late that day - where else can I ask?"

"Cheng Wen'an." Cheng Wenjun sneered, "Say Such a bunch of pretentious words, God knows what they are trying to test."

His expression became more and more gloomy: "There are so many inexplicable things in the world, and there must be a limit to random speculation!"

Limit... This fantasy story, There are no limits anymore.

However, the temptation is indeed a temptation. Shen Boyan thought.

By now, Cheng Wenjun's underwear must have been stripped off.

Shen Boyan raised his head and said calmly: "That's true, but it's better to believe that it exists than to believe

that it doesn't exist." "Xiaoyan, don't believe that there is something there and nothing there." Cheng Wenjun advised, "There is something there. People's memories are very complicated, and no one can explain some things clearly. "

While driving, Shen Boyan didn't want to argue with Cheng Wenjun.

He said "Yeah" and fell silent. It wasn't until the car stopped downstairs and he unbuckled his seat belt and was about to leave that he turned around and said, "But I think what he said makes sense."

Cheng Wenjun was stunned for a moment: "Why, but I..."

"You're really Strange." Shen Bo spoke calmly, as if he was really thinking about the rationality of this question, "Memories lie, but habits don't. I feel like your handwriting is different from before."

"I remember you were there . The name you wrote when signing the wedding - you never signed like this before."

The corners of Cheng Wenjun's mouth moved.

He wanted to explain, but the explanation was a little pale: "After so many years..."

"Forget it." Shen Boyan sighed and shook his head.

He opened the car door, turned around and left, leaving Cheng Wenjun with a cold back.

Shen Boyan didn't know where Cheng Wenjun went. After he went upstairs, the man did not follow him.

Today is the weekend, and Shen Boyan has no plans to go to school.

He was tired after a lot of hard work in the morning. After returning home, he took a shower. He wanted to lie in bed for a while and then make some dinner, but he fell asleep while lying down.

He had a hazy, scattered dream. After an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened his eyes and saw the dark night outside the window. Is it very late?

Shen Boyan rubbed his eyes, turned on his phone and saw that it was already past nine o'clock.

It was equally dark inside and outside. Shen Boyan yawned and suddenly looked around and saw a lot of messages from Meng Xinqiao.

Meng Xinqiao: [Hello~ Is it convenient for you? ]

Meng Xinqiao: [What's wrong? What happened? 】Half an hour passed.

Meng Xinqiao: [If you are free tonight, can we meet? 】

Another half hour passed.

Meng Xinqiao: [Okay, contact me when you wake up. 】

The last message came with a pitiful expression. The eyes on Huangdou's expression were sparkling, and Shen Boyan stared at them wordlessly for a few seconds before replying: "How do you know I'm sleeping?" 】

Meng Xinqiao replied instantly as if she was guarding her cell phone: 【Guess. ] Guess...

Shen Boyan didn't believe it. Meng Xinqiao has the ability to read minds: [You don’t believe it, do you? 】

【No. ] Shen Boyan replied stiffly.

[Is it convenient to go downstairs? ] Meng Xinqiao didn't ask any further questions, [I'll be over in a minute. 】

【convenient. ] Shen Boyan did not refuse.

[You haven’t eaten until now. ] Meng Xinqiao said, [I'll come right away and bring you something to eat. ]

Shen Boyan took a deep breath, completely dispelling his sleepiness.

He jumped out of bed, grabbed a set of clothes that he could wear from the cloakroom, put them on hurriedly, and then walked quickly downstairs. ...

Shen Boyan waited downstairs in his unit for a long time before he saw a car slowly stop.

The car window rolled down, Meng Xinqiao waved, and Shen Boyan quietly got into the car.

As soon as he opened the door, he smelled the aroma of rice.

Meng Xinqiao brought a bowl of packaged omelette rice from the back seat. "You haven't responded to the message. I guess you may be tired from all the work in the morning." He said, unpacking the omelette rice, "I just didn't expect you to sleep for so long."

Shen Boyan was speechless: "Me too I didn't expect it."

He was really hungry, so he took the omelette and started eating. The omelette rice was still hot. He took a few random bites and suddenly remembered something.

"How did you reconcile with Cheng Wen'an..." Shen Boyan thought about it for a moment, "Reconciliation?"

"Ah, I did call him here today." Meng Xinqiao smiled, "Reconciliation... Actually, it is difficult to explain the reconciliation. " Not really."

"What's that?"

Meng Xinqiao said, feeling ridiculous, "We didn't get along very well at first, but later, I discovered that he actually was. "There are difficulties."

"Difficulties?" Shen Boyan frowned.

"His mother has cancer." Meng Xinqiao said, "Cheng Shunhao refused to pay for the medical expenses, so Cheng Shunyang had to pay for it."

Shen Boyan recalled what Cheng Wenjun said during the day when he attacked Cheng Wen'an.

Is there actually such a story?

"Cheng Shunyang originally placed his treasure on Cheng Wenxiu and recruited Cheng Wen'an, just to make him a target for jumping around outside." Meng Xinqiao explained, "Later Feijin took it back and gave me the money. It just "reconciled" naturally.

"That's it." Shen Boyan understood.

"Then..." He hesitated, "Did you ever go back to my old house on my birthday?"

Meng Xinqiao nodded as if she knew Shen Boyan would ask about it.

"Yes." He replied, "I encountered something terrible."

"Probably from that day on... I learned of its existence for the first time."

"What about Cheng Shunhao?" Shen Boyan asked in a low voice, " Did he experience the same thing as you?"

"We are different." Meng Xinqiao shook his head.

"In fact, Cheng Shunhao himself is just a guy who looks gentle and elegant, but is actually unreasonable and has little ink in his stomach. He believed in that thing and gained a lot of things that he shouldn't have, but his body also declined quickly. "

Is he still alive?" Shen Boyan held the spoon of the omelette rice.

Meng Xinqiao looked at him with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"He is dead." He said, "He has been dead for a long time."

Shen Boyan licked his lips. Meng Xinqiao continued: "On my birthday, Cheng Wen'an and I heard their conversation together."

"Cheng Wen'an may not know much about my parents in the past." Meng Xinqiao sighed softly, "But I know. So, I was wondering, was it responsible for everything that happened in the past?

"What's more, maybe it was also responsible for Jiang Jing's current state."

"I made a lot of efforts in the past. " I hope Jiang Jing can trust me more and trust me to help her get back what she lost. But no matter what I do, she is on the road to becoming hysterical."

"I thought this was the case . It's fate. But at that time , I thought, I was wrong. "

But the day I really realized that it was attached to me was the day you left the country." 

"That day, I was driving, and there was a heavy traffic jam in front of me." 

"Actually, I really wanted to see you, and I even wanted to get out of the car and walk over. But when I saw the plane carrying you flying over the sky, the traffic... " 

It was like magic, and it seemed to be laughing at me. The road became smooth, but even if I got to the airport, it didn't make any sense," 

he said with a strange calmness. 

"At that time, I knew that thing was on me." 

"So you stopped contacting me at all." Shen Boyan said. 

"Yes." Meng Xinqiao nodded, "It's like a ghost, I'm scared." 

He patted Shen Boyan and said, "Eat, the food is almost cold." 

Shen Boyan said "oh". 

"What's next?" He raised his head and stared at Meng Xinqiao, "Are you going to...expose him?" 

Meng Xinqiao was slightly startled. 

"...Yes." He seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally said, "His recent behavior and decision-making have fallen far short of standards. Feijin is in danger under the offensive. I plan to let everyone who should know know his true identity, and completely Break his illusion." 

"He may not know it, but now, he and it are actually in a symbiotic relationship." 

"Without him, the system cannot obtain energy; without the system, he can only return to his own. " 

The system must take measures to calm his emotions. It cannot tell Cheng Wenjun what happened, and it cannot leave him completely unable to carry out the strategy... By then, our chance will come. 

" That's okay." 

Shen Boyan looked at Meng Xinqiao and spoke seriously. 

"I told him personally that I had seen through his identity." 

"After all, I was the only one he wanted to capture from the beginning to the end."