Chapter 7
Separated by a wall, there are two beds.
On the bed to the west, Li Sanjiang frowned, murmured from time to time, and moved his hands and feet irregularly.
But despite such a big reaction, he still couldn't wake up from the nightmare.
In the dark, it seemed as if there was an invisible person pressing on him.
The other party was so heavy that it made my chest feel tight and I could hardly breathe.
But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push it away.
Li Sanjiang himself never expected that one day, after carrying a corpse on his back all his life, he would be pressed into bed by a ghost.
But in such an anxious and flustered situation, he could still find solace for himself:
"It seems that Xiao Yuanhou's evil spirit has been passed on to me, and the formation is complete!"
At this time, Li Zhuiyuan was lying quietly on the bed to the east.
There was no pain on his face, and his breathing was very steady, as if he was still sleeping soundly.
However, Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes in his dream.
He sat up from the bed and thought he had woken up at first, but when he glanced outside, it was pitch black.
He understood that he was still dreaming, because the screen window in the bedroom could also let through the moonlight, so it couldn't be so completely dark.
Looking around, Li Zhuiyuan found that the only area he could see was the bed beneath him.
This is an old wooden bed with a long history. Many details have been worn away by time, but if you explore carefully, you can still find the exquisite and thoughtful carving design.
Li Zhuiyuan took off the quilt, knelt and moved to the bed, trying to reach out his hand, trying to touch the outside.
This is a dream anyway.
During the day, Liu Manting asked him, is everything boring in the countryside?
He replied that there are many fun things here.
Yes, there are indeed many.
In the past few years, he never understood why the word "study" was often preceded by the prefix "hard work".
Doesn't learning just mean reading through concepts, theories, and formulas, and then solving those simple questions?
Later, he realized that some people really can feel pain from the learning process.
He was envious.
He is still young and does not have much life and social experience. The place where he spends the longest time is the classroom. As a student:
You cannot feel frustrated and tormented by difficult problems, nor can you feel joyful and exhilarated after solving problems. There is no sense of depression, no sense of dedication, and naturally there is no sense of gain.
The sea of questions in front of you is like doing an extremely boring grid graffiti.
Especially when he imitated other students and reported his results to his parents in order to get approval, his mother always looked at him with an increasingly cold gaze.
It seems that I have done something wrong, and it is getting further and further wrong.
Therefore, he could not gain any emotion from studying, only... numbness.
Change,
It comes from the moment when I fell into the water and saw the little oriole.
He felt depressed and in pain, and even more so, he experienced a sense of reward when he witnessed the bearded father and son sinking into the fish pond and the little oriole dancing for the last time on the water.
Grandpa saw himself in a daze and advised himself to think of something happy, such as having a meal.
He didn't tell his uncle,
At that time, I felt...very excited.
A brand new door opened in front of him.
He fell in love with this kind of unknown and weirdness,
He finally realized the ignorance and hesitation, the feeling of powerlessness and uncontrollability, which made him feel a little happy inside.
He thought his grandma's act of giving him a needle to wake up his soul and then putting it in a bowl of water was amazing.
He looked at Liu Jinxia and Li Sanjiang and found that they were even more powerful.
They understand a lot of concepts, they remember a lot of formulas, they can solve problems,
And myself,
Just a bad student.
Li Zhuiyuan's hand reached out from the edge of the bed. He seemed to feel the wind, so slight that he even wondered if it was his own psychological effect.
Moreover, he could no longer see his hand sticking out of the edge of the bed.
He took his hand back and put it in front of himself. Well, his hand was still there.
Then, he reached out his hand again, this time downward.
It seemed like I felt a slight chill, still very slight, but at least I was sure there was a difference in touch.
At the same height as the edge of my bed, the invisible outside has two different senses of media.
Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes. He began to concentrate on sensing as much as possible. The hand that reached down began to slowly shake back and forth, and his fingers also made irregular swings.
Be more realistic, be more subtle, and continue.
The first two dreams were about a little yellow warbler coming to the house, and the second dream about a hunchbacked grandfather carrying an old lady on his back.
Then the dream this time should not be just simple black.
Finally, he felt something delicate passing through his fingertips just now.
He immediately lay down on the bed so that his arms could be stretched down as far as possible.
After a while, the previous feeling appeared again, and the frequency began to increase.
It seems like...a waterweed?
Li Zhuiyuan immediately thought of the black waterweed he saw last time. Could it be hair?
Keep brushing and shuttling, caressing your fingertips and forearms, pinching with your fingers, you can still feel the hardness.
Like, it's really hair.
"Crack."
Li Zhuiyuan's eyes lit up. It seemed like something had lightly patted his palm just now. It wasn't his hair that was smooth, but something else.
Wait, wait, wait...
"Crack."
Came the second time.
Like what, like what?
Li Zhuiyuan began to think, trying his best to compare scenes with similar texture collisions in his memory.
"Crack."
This time, the force was stronger, but it was still not enough!
Li Zhuiyuan began to increase the swing of his arms, shaking, shaking...
Finally,
"Crack!"
With a clear vibration, I seemed to hear a crisp sound in my ears.
It's like you were standing there with your arms raised, and someone just came over and gave you a high-five.
As Li Zhuiyuan continued to discover, the rich black outside the bed gradually faded quietly.
At the same time, the perception coming from below began to become clearer.
Li Zhuiyuan could even take the initiative to wrap his hands around the hair, and complete the subsequent high-five while waving.
He understood that those high fives did not seem to be intentional by the other party, but that his hand happened to meet the other party's palm, because he also felt that he had hit the back of his hand, and the sound was not so crisp.
Suddenly, Li Zhuiyuan felt that his stretched out arm was hit by something. He felt a burst of pain and subconsciously retracted his arm upwards.
This shrinking was like something that was originally blocked and was continuing to move forward.
Li Zhuiyuan's fingertips touched a hard arc, followed by a smooth concave, followed by a clear upward movement of the joints, continuing to bump along the bones one by one, and then, they touched a rounded surface. Towering elasticity.
Then, his fingers broke away from the contact, and he immediately reached down with his entire arm. At the end, he grabbed five short bones that came together.
"Huh..."
Li Zhuiyuan immediately retracted his hand, with a shocked look on his face.
It was a complete human body, and he had just touched his toes from the back of her head.
There is someone under the bed!
And it’s not just one or a few, it’s many, many, a group of people!
At this time, Li Zhuiyuan discovered that the thin quilt beside him was missing.
He looked up at the diagonal corner of the bed, where there was a child with the quilt tightly wrapped around him, huddled there, shivering, his eyes full of fear.
This child looks... exactly like me.
"I'm so scared, I'm so scared, I'm really scared... Wuwuwu... Mom, come and pick me up."
Li Zhuiyuan just looked at "himself" who was trembling with fear and asked:
"Why are you still here?"
……
"Comrade, your son has been tested and examined. He does not have any psychological problems. He is healthy, sunny and cheerful."
The female doctor in a white coat was making a statement with a smile. At the same time, she couldn't help but reach out and gently touch the face of the little boy in front of her.
The little boy also smiled.
Well, what a cute kid.
The female doctor raised her head again and looked at the mother standing next to the boy. She was a little confused as to why when she got the "healthy" diagnosis, the mother's face was filled with indifference instead of any joy.
At present, psychology and mental health care are not yet popular in China, and the public does not have a deep understanding of this aspect. However, psychological clinics can still be found in Beijing.
"Mom, I'm not sick." Li Zhuiyuan, who was only eight years old, took the initiative to hold his mother's hand and looked up at her, "Mom, the doctor said, I am very healthy."
Li Lan lowered his head and glanced at his son, then looked at the doctor and said:
"You were deceived by him."
The female doctor spread her hands, tried her best to control her emotions, and explained:
"Comrade, since you brought your son here, I think you should have a certain understanding of psychology, so you should believe in our diagnosis and our profession."
Li Lan: "I overestimated your expertise."
"As a mother of a child, how could you do this?" The female doctor couldn't bear it any longer. "It's the first time I've seen a mother who felt dissatisfied when she learned that her son was healthy. I really can't understand you. What are you thinking! ”
Li Lan: "You just said you were professional."
Female doctor: "..."
Li Lan took Li Zhuiyuan's hand and turned to leave the clinic. Li Zhuiyuan walked at the pace of his mother, his head lowered, like a child who had done something wrong.
Instead of going home, they came to a psychological clinic affiliated with another foreign-related hospital.
Li Zhuiyuan was brought in by the new doctor for examination.
Forty minutes later, the door opened and Li Zhuiyuan was taken out.
The doctor said seriously:
"Madam, we now initially suspect that your son has severe signs of schizophrenia and autism. During our consultation, this should be related to his family's emotional life.
He longs for his mother's care and companionship.
Therefore, I hope that in the next course of treatment, as the mother of the child, you will cooperate with us as much as possible, so that your son can return to health. ”
After listening to the doctor's words, Li Lan lowered his head, looked at Li Zhuiyuan standing in front of him, and asked:
"Is it fun?"
"Mom, I..."
The doctor couldn't stand it anymore. He stretched out his hand to block Li Lan: "Madam, you shouldn't be so harsh on your son. His problem is already very serious now. You must pay enough attention to it, otherwise..."< br>
Li Lan didn't listen any more and turned around to leave.
"Madam, madam!" No matter how much the doctor shouted, she didn't look back.
Li Zhuiyuan trotted after him.
Li Lan stopped in front of the bathroom, and Li Zhuiyuan also stopped. There happened to be a large mirror here, which reflected the mother and son.
Li Zhuiyuan saw his mother in the mirror. She was staring at herself in the mirror, with a trace of disgust in her eyes.
Even when she lowered her gaze and landed on Li Zhuiyuan in the mirror, the disgust in her eyes still did not disappear.
"Mom..."
Li Zhuiyuan carefully tugged on Li Lan's cuffs. He wanted to ask his mother what he could do to make her like him as before, instead of becoming more and more indifferent in recent years.
He believed that once he knew something, he could quickly correct it because he learned things quickly.
"Alan, Alan, Alan!"
Outside, my father's shouts came. He ran over sweating profusely and asked nervously, regardless of his breath: "Alan, how are Xiaoyuan, are there any problems?"
"Dad."
"Hey, son."
Li Zhuiyuan was embraced by his father.
Li Lan looked at the father and son hugging each other. She seemed to be trying to restrain herself, but the muscles at the corners of her mouth were still slightly raised, revealing a sarcastic smile.
The man looked up and saw it.
At this moment, the various emotions that had been accumulated in his heart in the past could no longer be suppressed. He almost roared with a trembling voice:
"Alan, what do you want, how do you want to be satisfied, do you have to torture us in this way?"
After yelling, he sat on the ground and cried.
"Dad, don't cry." Li Zhuiyuan stepped forward and wanted to help his father wipe away his tears.
But when he caught his mother's gaze, he immediately stopped all movements.
Li Lan closed her eyes, opened them again after a while, then turned around and walked out, leaving the father and son behind.
Li Zhuiyuan looked ahead. His mother's retreating back was reflected on the shiny tiles.
……
"Why are you still here?"
On the bed, facing "himself" shivering wrapped in quilt, Li Zhuiyuan asked the question a second time.
But the other party still didn't give an answer.
Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "Thank you for helping me deceive the doctor during that examination, but you don't exist."
I am not schizophrenic.
As soon as he finished speaking, the thin quilt fell on the bed.
The "self" who shivered and called mother wrapped in it before was gone.
"Crashing... crashing...... crashing..."
All around, there was suddenly a clear sound of water flowing.
The dense darkness finally faded away, turning into a splattered gray with light ink.
But at least the visibility is up.
Li Zhuiyuan slowly stood up and looked around again.
He was standing on the bed, but he seemed to be standing on a boat.
Because there were dark rolling river waves all around, and corpses were floating in the river. The corpses were so densely packed that they looked like endless rice fields. "My grandpa said that I can return to normal after fasting.
But why, I still had a dream.
Moreover,
It’s still such a dream..."
At this time, the wind seemed to be blowing on the river.
The wind passed through the corpses, bringing with it the unique corpse odor of the dead.
It is countless times more fragrant than rice.
Li Zhuiyuan stood and watched for a long time. He even walked to the head of the bed and leaned on the bed rail with his hands to watch.
He didn't know how long this dream would last, and he didn't seem to have a way to wake up on his own initiative.
But...
Li Zhuiyuan sat down on the bed, straightened out the messy thin quilt, folded it neatly, lay down, and covered his stomach with the quilt.
Well,
He is getting ready for bed.
……
"Well..."
Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes, and it was already dawn outside.
He knew that he was really awake.
This night, I slept very comfortably, feeling refreshed and full of energy.
Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but wonder, could sleeping in a dream mean true deep sleep?
If that was the case, then not only would he not mind having a dream like last night, but he would actually feel nostalgic for it.
After all, no matter how terrifying the nightmare is, he can get used to it after experiencing it too many times.
He looked down and found that the black coils on his neck, wrists and ankles had broken on their own.
Grandpa said it can be cut off in the morning, so it shouldn’t be a problem, right?
After getting out of bed, he walked to the door and opened it. Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes and began to take a deep breath.
This is a habit he learned from his mother. After her mother often gets up, she will stand in front of the bathroom mirror and take deep breaths with great effort.
Although even now, Li Zhuiyuan still doesn't know what the meaning of this is.
However, after opening the door and seeing the warm sunshine covering his body, Li Zhuiyuan smiled, as if all the gloom of last night had disappeared at this moment.
Picking up the washbasin and toothbrush cup, Li Zhuiyuan went to the terrace to get water and started to wash up.
"Xiaoyuan, wash up and come down for breakfast." Aunt Liu called to herself on the dam.
"Okay, Aunt Liu."
Li Zhuiyuan went downstairs. The small wooden bench was not placed in the room this time, but on the dam.
There was already a bowl of white porridge, a salted duck egg, a plate of sour eggplant and a plate of pickled ginger on the wooden bench.
"There is still porridge in the pot. How about I get you another duck egg?"
"That's enough, Aunt Liu, thank you Aunt Liu."
"Thank you, this is Aunt Liu's job."
Li Zhuiyuan was a little curious as to how much salary his master would pay Aunt Liu.
However, I think my grandfather has enough money. Although he lives a "luxurious" life, he also has a lot of income. The most important thing is that he has no children and does not save money. He spends whatever he earns.
"Aunt Liu, is my grandfather out?"
"No, I haven't gotten up yet, I guess."
"Oh."
Li Zhuiyuan started to eat breakfast. He first knocked the empty duck egg against a wooden bench, then peeled a hole along the crack, then took it in his hand and picked it out with the tip of his chopsticks to eat.
When I was about to finish eating, I saw a small square wooden bench set up at the east end of the dam twenty meters away from me, with white porridge and pickles on it.
The little girl I saw yesterday was held by her grandmother and came out and sat down.
She is wearing a purple cheongsam today, which is much more conservative than the one worn by Xiao Huangying, and the embroidery patterns on her cheongsam are also more detailed and rich.
In addition, she also changed her hair style today, with a wooden hairpin inserted into it.
This kind of exquisite dressing is rare in rural areas, especially now that it is still summer. You know, most boys run around the village wearing a pair of briefs.
Aunt Liu moved another set of square wooden benches. This time there was a tea set on the wooden bench. She lowered her head and said something to the old lady. The old lady waved her hand and Aunt Liu left.
The old lady, on the other hand, squatted in front of the girl and spoke softly to her.
The girl sat there, looking straight. Just like yesterday, there seemed to be no one else in her eyes.
But the old lady's persuasion worked in the end. The girl lowered her head silently, picked up the chopsticks, and started eating.
Li Zhuiyuan noticed that she took one chopstick with pickles and two mouthfuls of porridge, and then another chopstick with pickles and two mouthfuls of porridge. The frequency never changed.
The old lady peeled the salted duck eggs for her and when she was about to hand them to her, she stopped and her body seemed to start to tremble slightly.
The old lady immediately apologized and took the salted duck egg away.
The girl then continued to eat, still eating two mouthfuls of porridge with pickles and chopsticks.
When Li Zhuiyuan witnessed this scene, a person appeared in his mind. That was his deskmate in the junior class. He also did the same when eating. He would plan the dishes and rice on the plate in advance, how much rice to go with the dishes. By the end of the meal, all the vegetables and rice must have been eaten.
Not only that, when he walked out of the classroom, he had to step on the lattice corners of the floor tiles. If he stepped on the wrong step one day, he would run back to the classroom and walk out again. Even if he had to go to the toilet before, he would hold it in.
The girl ate quickly and when she finished, she put down her chopsticks.
The old lady took out the handkerchief and helped her wipe the corners of her mouth and fingers carefully.
Then, she stood up, picked up the bench, and walked back to the east room.
Still in the same position, she put down the bench, sat down, put her feet on the threshold, and looked straight ahead.
The old woman looked helplessly, then stood up and sat on the chair.
Li Zhuiyuan noticed that the other party's eyes fell on her again, but unlike yesterday, this time she took the initiative to wave and called herself:
"Come, come here, let me see."
Li Zhuiyuan walked over, and when he got closer, he seemed to be able to smell the scent of incense emanating from the other party.
"Hello grandma."
"Your name is Xiaoyuan, right?"
"Well, Li Zhuiyuan."
"Grandma, my surname is Liu."
"Grandma Liu."
"Be good. This is the first time I've seen other children since living here, haha." Liu Yumei raised her wrist, glanced at the bracelet, hesitated for a moment, seemed to think it was inappropriate, and finally removed the bracelet on her ring finger. He took off the jade ring and handed it to Li Zhuiyuan, "Here, this is a meeting gift from grandma."
Li Zhuiyuan waved his hand: "You can't have it, Grandma Liu, it's too expensive."
"It's fake, glass, just use it as a toy."
"No, I can't have it."
Liu Yumei handed it forward again and urged: "The elder's gift cannot be declined, and it would be disrespectful to refuse it."
Li Zhuiyuan took half a step back and did not reach out to take it, but replied: "You have to ask my grandfather."
Liu Yumei nodded and put the jade ring finger back into her pocket without putting it back on.
"Xiao Yuan, what grade are you in?"
"Third grade."
"How are the results?"
"It's okay."
"How old are you?"
"Ten years old."
"What month is it?"
"August."
"That's one month older than our Ali." As she said that, Liu Yumei looked at the girl sitting behind the threshold. "Originally, our Ali was supposed to be in the third grade."
Immediately, Liu Yumei's expression became a little sad. Yes, originally her granddaughter should be as cheerful and healthy as the little boy in front of her, and go to school.
"Oh, by the way, Xiaoyuan, when you live here, you can go anywhere else. Just don't go to the east room. Well, don't get close to Ah Li. Our Ah Li doesn't like outsiders to come near her. She is shy and acquainted. .”
Grandma Liu told her the same warning that her grandfather gave her last night.
Li Zhuiyuan asked: "Grandma, does Ali have autism?"
Liu Yumei looked at the little boy in front of her in surprise: "Do you still know this?"
These days, most people have never even heard of the word.
"Yeah."
Liu Yumei blinked and reached out to hold Li Zhuiyuan's hand,
Asked:
"Why, do you have an adult in your family who studies this?"
Well, they were studying me.
"I saw it in the newspaper."
"Oh." Liu Yumei sighed with some disappointment.
"Grandma Liu, there are people who can treat this disease in big cities."
Li Zhuiyuan was curious. Their family didn't seem to be short of money. Why didn't they take Qin Li to a big city for medical treatment, but they lived here?
"Our Ali is not autistic. Going to the hospital to see a doctor is of no use."
Li Zhuiyuan didn't understand. There was no point in going to the hospital. Would it be useful to live here?
Liu Yumei turned sideways, looked at the tea set on the wooden bench, and asked, "Would you like some tea?"
"Thank you grandma."
Seeing Liu Yumei bending down to get the hot water bottle, Li Zhuiyuan picked it up first: "I'll do it."
"Huh? Okay, come on."
Li Zhuiyuan opened the tea cake, put in the tea, waited for the soup, brewed the tea, poured the pot, ironed the cup, and served the soup...
When the elderly people in the family home have tea parties, they will call him over to make tea. He has to go because he has to eat at their house.
Liu Yumei kept watching Li Zhuiyuan's movements, and she suddenly felt that this child was very interesting.
"Grandma, drink tea."
"Well." Liu Yumei took a sip of tea and said, "I'll leave the tea making to you from now on. Grandma has a lot of snacks here."
"Okay."
At this time, there was movement on the terrace on the second floor. Soon, Li Sanjiang walked downstairs, his face looked tired and his energy was listless.
Liu Yumei turned her head slightly and said with a smile: "Why, you didn't sleep last night and went to be a thief?"
Li Sanjiang sighed, it was more uncomfortable than being a thief. Last night, he was chased by a group of Manchu zombies in his dream all night long!
"Xiao Yuanhou, how did you sleep last night?"
"Master, I slept well."
"That's good, that's good..."
Li Sanjiang breathed a long sigh of relief. It seemed that the formation was indeed successful, and it was worth the punishment he suffered.
Aunt Liu brought breakfast to Li Sanjiang. While Li Sanjiang was eating, Li Weihan and Cui Guiying appeared in the distance. They were carrying Li Zhuiyuan's change of clothes and snacks.
When the food was left at home, the children were all there, and the food could only be shared among all the children at a time. Now that Li Zhuiyuan lives outside, he brought the rest.
"Marquis Xiaoyuan, if you live here, you must listen to your grandfather and don't cause trouble to him, do you understand?"
"Grandma will come to see you, you, be good. If you want to come back, just run home and have a look. Do you understand?"
"Pah!"
Li Sanjiang angrily knocked on the wooden stool with his chopsticks and cursed:
"Marquis of Han, you guys came here to deliver things so early in the morning. Are you afraid that you will come later and your uncle will let you have dinner?
Oh, now you are so great that you don’t even want to sit down and have a glass of wine with your uncle. You are alienated and separated. You don’t treat your uncle as a member of the family anymore, right? ”
Upon seeing this, Li Weihan and Cui Guiying immediately stepped forward to appease and apologize.
They left only after Li Sanjiang was comforted.
Li Sanjiang scraped the last bit of porridge from the bowl into his mouth, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and said to Li Zhuiyuan who was standing next to him: "Your grandfather is so sour that he can't sleep at night if he takes advantage of others." He looks so dead, I’m most angry with him.”
His field was originally cultivated by Li Weihan, but who knew that this old boy would actually cancel the lease later.
"That's why you are willing to let me take care of you in your old age."
Li Sanjiang smacked his mouth a few times, and these words really spoke to his heart.
He knew that when he really couldn't take care of himself, Li Weihan would not only take care of him, but most importantly... he wouldn't look down on him.
He, Li Sanjiang, has been a carefree man all his life, and even if it is the last part of his life, he does not want to suffer the slightest injustice.
But in front of children, Li Sanjiang still had to put on airs: "What's wrong, I owe him money for supporting me in my old age. The land belongs to the village collective, but my house, this business, and all the things I saved, aren't they all in the end?" Give it to him? Humph, he can’t lose it.”
Immediately afterwards, Li Sanjiang touched Li Zhuiyuan's chin again and continued: "But I don't want my things to be distributed to your gang of white-eyed wolf uncles in the end; Xiao Yuanhou, be good and ask for more I’m happy for you, Grandpa. I’ll give you these possessions directly from now on, okay?”
"Okay, when I grow up, I will support you in my old age."
"Hahahaha, when you grow up, I will probably be gone long ago."
But I was really happy to hear this, and it sounded auspicious.
Li Zhuiyuan thought of the basement that Aunt Liu had mentioned yesterday and the "Jinsha Luo Wen Jing" he saw on the floor of Li Sanjiang's room last night, and said:
"Master, what's in your basement?"
"The valuable things are on the first floor. The things in the basement are not valuable. They are all rags that your uncle and I picked up before. There are also more than a dozen boxes of discarded books and things that look like ghost drawings that others have stored in your uncle's place. I can’t understand.”
Book?
Li Zhuiyuan's eyes lit up, those were useless books, they were his own tutoring materials.
He desperately wants to improve his academic performance.
"Master, can I go inside and have a look?"
"What?" Li Sanjiang was a little surprised, "What's so good about those things."
"You said you would leave your property to me in the future, but your words don't count."
"Okay, okay, if you want to dig it, just dig it. The key is in the cloth shoe next to the door. Be careful, it's dusty and dirty inside. I haven't been in it for several years."
"Thank you, Master."
Just as Li Zhuiyuan was about to explore the basement, another hunchbacked figure walked out on the path outside. It was Niu Fu.
"Uncle Sanjiang, Uncle Sanjiang, I'm here to beg you!"
Almost subconsciously, Li Zhuiyuan's eyes immediately fell on Niu Fu's hunchback. Then he immediately remembered Liu Jinxia's warning and turned his head away from looking at him.
But precisely because of this, Li Zhuiyuan saw Qin Li, who was sitting in the east room as motionless as a sculpture, actually moved his neck and looked at Niu Fu's back.
She can see it!
(End of chapter)