Soul Patch

Chapter 85 Police Call

Jia Nan rode her motorcycle into the villa amidst the roar of engine fire.

Hearing noises coming from An Ran's room, he knew that An Ran had come out to prepare a midnight snack for him.

But he had no appetite, and he didn't even feel like saying anything to An Ran.

He simply went upstairs and locked himself in his bedroom.

In two days it will be my older brother Jia Song's birthday. If he were alive, he would be 30 years old.

They faked his brother's death as an electrocution, giving him a plausible cause of death and fooling everyone.

This time, the neighbors didn't gossip or criticize behind their backs; they simply assumed it was a misfortune befalling the orphan and widow.

Just when their eldest son had reached the age where he could work and help with household chores, he was unexpectedly electrocuted.

Only Jia Nan saw his brother's tragic death; his brother's eyes remained open the entire time, and he knew his brother died with his eyes wide open.

He secretly swore a solemn oath to avenge his brother in this lifetime.

After that, his friends isolated and bullied him, saying he was a jinx and that anyone who came into contact with him would be cursed with bad luck.

He had no friends, no one to rely on, and had never experienced any joy in life.

The previous disappearance of her father was a great blow to her mother.

Finally, my older brother grew up, and then this incident happened, which further devastated my mother.

His mother was very beautiful, but he watched her wither away like a flower past its prime, her eyes vacant, always staring blankly into the distance...

The year he was admitted to university, he had just registered at the school when he received a phone call from the village officials.

His heart sank; he knew his worst fears had come true: his mother had committed suicide.

He hanged himself.

That autumn, banners welcoming new students fluttered in the wind. Accompanied by their parents, freshmen, carrying large and small bags, went to the registration area, chattering and creating a lively atmosphere.

But his world collapsed suddenly.

His vow to avenge his brother became his motivation to live.

And he kept his word.

He found the murderer who killed his brother.

It is currently being held in the storage room of the villa's garage.

He planned to kill the murderer in the same way on his brother's birthday, to accompany his brother in death.

Jia Nan looked down at her hand. Yes, she had killed him with her own hands.

No mercy!

He pulled a suitcase out from under the bed.

The box had a combination lock, and he entered 0701, Jia Song's birthday.

The combination lock is open.

There was a knife and a black lace dress in the suitcase.

The dress seemed to have something stuck to it, and the soft lace fabric had become stiff.

Those were Jia Song's bloodstains from back then... Over the years, they had congealed into a dark, dried scab.

He glanced sullenly at the knife in the suitcase, which had been fished out of the river after a long search.

Yes, he followed the murderer and the unconscious boy all the way to the stream at the edge of the village.

Therefore, the clothes the murderer wore, the murderer's appearance from every angle, and every expression of the murderer were all imprinted in his mind.

That year... he was ten years old.

Jia Nan reached out and picked up the kitchen knife. It had been soaked in the stream, and the joint between the handle and the blade was rusty.

The blade, however, is very sharp.

He breathed on the blade, waved the cleaver back and forth in front of his eyes, imagining the cold blade piercing Wenjie's carotid artery.

"call……"

He exhaled a breath of stale air.

I stared silently at the black lace dress for a moment; it was a dress that my mother liked very much.

It was a gift from Jia Lin to his mother.

It's that damned Jalin.

Just thinking about these things makes him feel lonely and desperate, and it's the same now.

He slammed the suitcase shut and locked it again.

After turning off the lights, Jia Nan lay on the bed staring blankly at the ceiling.

Without the light, the bedroom was extremely dark.

Even though the moon was clearly hanging in the night sky, Jia Nan seemed unable to feel its silvery radiance.

Isn't it the same during the day?

In the sunlight, he watched everyone, whether they were happy or unhappy.

Whether they were happy or unhappy, those lives were at least vibrant... but he was the only one who was numb.

The floor was painted silvery-white by the moonlight. He walked quickly across the poetic silver floor, his tall figure moving back and forth on the ground.

He quickly turned on his computer and brought up the surveillance footage.

From the moment he went upstairs, he watched the surveillance footage at double speed, oh no... quadruple speed.

Half an hour after he went upstairs, he saw An Ran come out of the living room and head towards the garage. A little while later, Wen Jie came out with An Ran.

Wenjie quickly left the villa.

Wenjie actually got away!

……

Wenjie got out of the taxi. A breeze brushed against his cheeks, making him feel inexplicably hot. He knew it was because he was about to see Yang Shanshan.

Yang Shanshan seems to have a magical power; just thinking about her makes Wenjie's heart flutter.

Once inside the elevator, Wenjie began to feel nervous as he watched it slowly ascend.

After the elevator dinged, the doors opened with a swish. Wenjie looked up and was stunned for a moment when he saw Yang Shanshan wearing a nightgown.

The elevator doors began to slowly close.

As the elevator doors began to close, Wenjie froze inside, afraid of getting caught and embarrassing himself in front of Yang Shanshan. He quickly pressed the green open button.

Yang Shanshan was also slightly taken aback, then stepped forward and stretched out her arm to stop the elevator doors from closing.

Wenjie pressed the open button, but the elevator had a reaction time of one-tenth of a second, and it still hadn't reacted.

Yang Shanshan's fair and jade-like arm had already reached out.

Wenjie was momentarily moved; she wasn't afraid of getting her legs caught! What am I, a grown man, afraid of?

He grabbed her arm without hesitation and pulled her towards him.

He stepped forward and embraced Yang Shanshan tightly.

At that moment, the elevator door happened to touch his shoulder.

If the elevator doors encounter an obstacle while closing, they will automatically spring open.

This design is primarily to prevent people from being trapped in the elevator.

Then, as the elevator doors opened and closed, Wenjie and Yang Shanshan were seen embracing tightly.

When Yang Shanshan stood up straight, she was just up to Wenjie's chin, and at that moment, Yang Shanshan's head was buried in his chest.

Her soft, flowing hair brushed against his chin, making it itch.

The sound of my heart pounding in my chest drowned out the clanging and clattering of the elevator doors opening and closing.

Wenjie looked down at Yang Shanshan in his arms.

Yang Shanshan had finished washing up and was getting ready for bed, wearing only her pajamas.

Summer pajamas are usually made with very little fabric.

A pink tank top and shorts; I don't know what fabric these pajamas are made of, but they feel so soft to the touch.

Wenjie's large hand touched the pajamas; they were indeed very soft!

Within my line of sight, the thin straps of the pajamas clung to my smooth, fair back; the seam where the straps met the placket was slightly frayed, with a loose thread sticking out…

The nightgown made Yang Shanshan's already fair body appear even more rounded and voluptuous, sparking the imagination.

What are you thinking! Wenjie's rationality suddenly snapped.

Is now the time for you two to be all lovey-dovey?

The sentimental Wenjie was already completely infatuated with Yang Shanshan, his eyes sparkling with hearts, drooling as he said:

Yes!

At this moment, in Wenjie's heart, it was as if his rational self and his emotional self had both transformed into one little person, and the two little people were engaged in a life-and-death struggle.

Wenjie held Yang Shanshan and waited anxiously.

Unable to resist urging: Hurry up! Quickly take down that rational brat!

As reason succumbed, Wenjie's lips, filled with predatory intent, covered Yang Shanshan's soft lips.

Yang Shanshan nudged Wenjie, then lowered her head shyly. Only then did Wenjie realize that the two of them were still standing in the corridor.

Yang Shanshan lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, and slowly walked to the door. She opened the door and glanced at Wenjie.

Wenjie picked up Yang Shanshan and stumbled his way to the bedroom.

As soon as Yang Shanshan was put down, her breathing became rapid.

Looking at the countless threads of emotion welling up in Yang Shanshan's eyes, it seemed that every single one of them tugged at Wenjie's heart.

He felt something within him becoming uncontrollable, and a passionate kiss landed on his lips.

It started gently, but gradually became frantic, crushing Yang Shanshan like a conquering empire.

Soon Yang Shanshan was unable to resist and murmured that she had surrendered.

(End of this chapter)