Waaah, I'm being forced into loving my yandere wife's brain.

[Following up on 171, hoping it passes]

Shen Jin's Adam's apple bobbed heavily, and his breathing suddenly became heavy for a moment.

His long, slender fingers continued, as if peeling open a plump, juicy peach.

Lin Zhiyao belatedly felt shy and bent over slightly to try to hide, raising her hand to cover herself, but Shen Jin quickly grabbed it and pressed it back over her head.

"Well……"

Lin Zhiyao let out a soft hum, looking at Shen Jin with a somewhat helpless expression.

"Yaoyao, no need to cover up, you're very pretty..." Shen Jin placed his hand on her waist, leaned down, and gently kissed her wrist.

His gaze fell downwards, fixed on her unfocused, light brown almond-shaped eyes.

Lin Zhiyao's eyes are very beautiful. Although the pupils are dilated, they are more like butterfly cocoons immersed in amber, with a kind of melancholy beauty, but they are not withered. Instead, they are full of vigorous and brilliant vitality.

At this moment, she gazed vaguely in his direction, but her gaze could not focus on him. She looked somewhat helpless and bewildered, which made her seem as innocent as a child.

His burning desire was reflected in those beautiful light brown almond-shaped eyes.

Shen Jin's Adam's apple bobbed heavily.

He couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her again.

…………

The red calyx tips kept kissing his palm.

It stirred up a subtle tremor.

…………

……

When Lin Zhiyao woke up again, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

"Well……"

Lin Zhiyao got up from the bed, her body limp, but there was no sign of him.

Lin Zhiyao thought this was normal.

After all, Dr. Shen had already taken good care of her by bringing her back and letting her stay overnight.

Dr. Shen must have a lot of things to do, so it's normal for him to leave.

But a deep sense of loss was hard to hide.

Lin Zhiyao pursed her lips, slowly climbed out of bed, and stepped onto the ground.

Lin Zhiyao stood barefoot on the carpet, her fingertips groping for the edge of the bed.

I raised my hand and touched my lips with the back of my fingers. They were still a little swollen and slightly hot.

Lin Zhiyao couldn't help but recall last night again. Although she didn't know exactly what happened, she instinctively knew that her relationship with Dr. Shen had become closer than ever before, almost like conjoined twins.

Just thinking about it.

Her cheeks turned bright red.

Besides the emptiness of not seeing Shen Jin, she also felt a strange and inexplicable shyness.

Dr. Shen was so kind to her that it almost felt unreal.

Maybe...maybe she should do something instead of sitting in this room forever, waiting for someone else to come.

Lin Zhiyao thought of Shen Jin.

Suddenly, I felt a surge of courage.

She took a deep breath, groped for an outer garment in the wardrobe and put it on, then bent down to reach for her white cane at the foot of the bed, and slowly walked towards the door.

The corridor was quiet.

She rarely ventured out on her own initiative, always feeling that she couldn't see and that going far away would only cause trouble. After Grandpa Gu left, she became even more reluctant to go out, because she would be ridiculed or even maliciously teased by the other servants.

But today is different; she wants to give it a try.

Even just taking a few steps in the corridor counts as taking a step forward.

Lin Zhiyao secretly cheered herself up.

Then, she took a deep breath, overcame her psychological barrier, and slowly walked out.

The white cane tapped on the floor tiles, the sound echoing clearly in the empty corridor.

Lin Zhiyao walked slowly, pausing after each tap to make sure there were no obstacles in front of her before taking another step. Although she had lived there for some time, she had never come out alone.

With my fingers pressed against the wall, I traced the slightly raised lines on the wallpaper all the way to the left.

Based on her memory from last night, Lin Zhiyao vaguely remembered that the stairwell was in this direction.

But when you turn the corner...

Lin Zhiyao suddenly stopped in her tracks.

There was a strange smell in the air, drifting in from a certain direction; it was damp and carried a slightly rusty, fishy odor.

Lin Zhiyao wrinkled her nose. The smell was faint, not like it was seeping in from outside, but more like it was wafting from a crack in a tightly closed door at the end of the corridor.

An ordinary person might not be able to smell it, but Lin Zhiyao is blind, and her other five senses are stronger than those of an ordinary person, so even though the smell was very faint, she still smelled it.

Lin Zhiyao hesitated for a moment.

Logically speaking, she shouldn't meddle in other people's business; she always tries to avoid family matters whenever possible.

But the smell made her feel inexplicably uneasy, like the smell of an old cellar she had smelled in the countryside when she was a child—cold, stuffy, and it also made her feel vaguely uneasy, as if she had to go and see for herself.

Lin Zhiyao gripped her white cane tightly and tentatively took a few steps forward.

The door was closed, but the lock seemed to be broken. She reached out and pushed it; the door wasn't locked and creaked open.

A damp, cold wind, carrying an even stronger smell of rust, swept over us.

Lin Zhiyao subconsciously took a half step back, but then she heard a noise.

It was the sound of someone breathing, hoarse and intermittent, as if something was stuck in their throat.

"……who?"

The voice was very soft, yet it sent a shiver down Lin Zhiyao's spine.

She recognized the voice; it was much hoarser than usual, and carried a heavy sense of weariness and weakness…

But that was indeed Gu Yuanshao's voice.

But didn't he go out? Didn't he take her to a banquet last night and then suddenly disappear to who knows where he went to have a good time?

How could it be...

Lin Zhiyao stood frozen at the doorway, her fingertips gripping the door frame so tightly that her nails almost dug into the wood.

"Who's outside?"

The voice rang out again, louder than before, filled with impatience and anger. Faintly, one could hear the clanging of chains. "Speak! Who the hell are you?"

Lin Zhiyao's knuckles turned white as she gripped the white cane. She recognized the voice; it was indeed Gu Yuanshao, but it was completely different from the "Gu Yuanshao" she had heard last night.

Last night, that person's tone was always slow and leisurely, with a kind of nonchalant composure, while this voice was urgent and agitated, like a beast trapped in a cage.

There wasn't much comparison before.

Moreover, due to preconceived notions, Lin Zhiyao did not recognize her.

But at this moment, Lin Zhiyao was absolutely certain that the irritable and weak voice was definitely Gu Yuanshao's; she suddenly recognized it.

Lin Zhiyao had a splitting headache.

If Gu Yuanshao is here, and seems to be locked up, then who took her out last night? Why... why does she think that person was Gu Yuanshao...?

Lin Zhiyao lost her footing and almost fell backward, but she quickly used her white cane to brace herself and avoid falling.

"Lin Zhiyao?"

Suddenly, the man called out her name, his hoarse voice filled with astonishment, "You...how did you get here? What are you doing out here? No, that's not right, it's good that you ran away! Come here quickly!"

Lin Zhiyao finally spoke, her voice trembling slightly: "You are... Gu Yuanshao?"

The other person was silent for a moment, then made a sound that was a mix of laughter and cough: "I'm not Gu Yuanshao, so who are you? You son of a bitch, since you're here, hurry up and help me get me out! Didn't you hear I'm locked up? Right, no, call the police, hurry up and call the police! Are you stupid?"

"Damn it, I get it! You fucking conspired with that Shen Jin guy all along, didn't you? What did he promise you? Or do you just hate me that much? I may not have been good to you, but I never intended to kill you, and yet you want to kill me? You vicious woman!"

Gu Yuanshao's voice came from the darkness, like that of a trapped beast.

Shen, Shen Jin...?

Lin Zhiyao's mind went blank. She squatted down, holding onto the door frame, and her white cane slipped from her hand, rolling to the ground.

She couldn't speak, only feeling all the little doubts from yesterday to today suddenly rushing to her mind: the sudden appearance of the herbal scent on "Gu Yuanshao," those inexplicable touches, and his sudden affectionate calling her Yao Yao.

"impossible."

Lin Zhiyao squeezed out these words through clenched teeth, her whole body trembling.

"Huh? What are you talking about? Wait, no, don't you know yet?" Gu Yuanshao's voice was mocking and strangely weary. "Didn't he tell you? His connection to the Gu family? Damn it! What a madman! He actually says he's the real grandson of the Gu family. I'm fucking insane!"

His voice gradually became frantic, accompanied by incessant muttering.

"Lin Zhiyao! Are you gone? Damn it, say something already!"