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Chapter 30 Nightmare haunted

I beg you to say something... just take it as it is, save me

From then on, there seemed to be an insurmountable gap between the Ye family's twins, which was a dark bush of thorns.They were naked, subconsciously stretched out their hands, and what they could touch was always the sharpest poisonous thorn.

Pierced into the skin, into the flesh, even into the heart, the blood eventually became their nourishment.

Ye Siran sighed suddenly, he stretched out his hand, and pressed the space between his eyebrows.He buried his head in his arms, Sang Yintian couldn't see his face, but he knew that Ye Siran was crying.

"Later..." Ye Siran's throat was sore, in order not to let the tears fall, Ye Siran stood up from the ground and turned his back to Sang Yintian, the top-heavy feeling wrapped around him, pushing him deeper.

Sang Yintian suddenly raised his arm, and his index finger hooked Ye Siran's little finger.

"Siran, in fact, with me, you are more important than Ye Wanlu and more important than him." Sang Yintian didn't know what he wanted to express, his subconscious told him that no matter what method he used, he must hold back Ye Siran, don't leave him alone again.

Ye Siran sniffed and couldn't help laughing.He turned around and squatted beside Sang Yintian, gently rubbing the finger that Sang Yintian hooked him with his fingertips.

"Do you want to continue listening?" Ye Siran said, "As long as you want, I will tell you without reservation."

Sang Yintian was dumb for a moment, and after a few seconds, he nodded slightly.This process must have been painful for Ye Siran, and it was also a torment for himself.

But these are the only way to untie Ye Siran's knot.

Ye Siran turned her head to look at the dusty violin standing in the corner. The strings of the violin were completely broken, and the head of the violin was thrown somewhere. "My parents have always hoped that I would study hard like my brother, go to a good university, and inherit their company after graduation. My brother has listened to them since he was very young, and followed the road they laid out in advance. Bit by bit...becoming who they wanted to be."

"But I can't..."

"I just like music."

That day, it was a summer night, and it was stormy outside the house, as well as inside the house.

Ye Siran's final exam rank was at the bottom, which made the whole Ye family ashamed. The woman sat on the sofa with her hands folded around her chest, staring at Ye Siran's face with hatred.

"Ye Siran, do you know whose person you lost?" Thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, and she was so feminine that she dropped the glass on the coffee table to Ye Siran's feet.The fragments splashed in all directions in an instant, and some of them splashed directly on Ye Siran's face.

Ye Siran no longer remembers how the blood dripped out, he only remembers that the corners of his eyes hurt, as if they were cut open by something.Ye Siran pressed the back of his hand lightly, and saw the bright red and sticky blood dripping on the ground along his wrist bone.

Bright flowers bloomed on the white floor.

"Xiaoran, don't touch it with your hands! Wait for brother to come back." Ye Wanli rushed up to the second floor in a hurry, and brought the medicine box from his room.But before he could touch Ye Siran, the medicine box in his hand was kicked to the ground by the woman sitting on the sofa.

The smell of medical alcohol dissipated immediately, and there was still a smell of blood in it.

"Mom?" Ye Wanli looked surprised, and turned to look at the woman. "Mom... Xiaoran's face is bleeding..."

Can not you see?

"Uh..." But the woman remained indifferent.

"Mom! He's Ye Siran! He's your own son!!"

"I never thought of him before!" The woman almost roared out loud, her eyes were very red, so red that she looked like the heroine of a horror movie that Ye Wanli used to scare Ye Siran when she was a child.

Ye Siran's right hand trembled slightly, and he took two steps forward with bare feet.The shards of glass pierced into the soles of his feet, but Ye Siran could no longer feel any pain. "What did you say……"

"Mom? Do you know what you're talking about..." Ye Wanli lost all strength and slumped on the carpet.He looked up at the boy standing in front of him, wanting to reach out and hug him.Apart from these, he can't do anything.

"Ye Siran, why did you sneak out of school to learn some violin instead of going to class?" The woman finally stood up, staring at the wound on Ye Siran's face, subconsciously frowned.Probably the same blood was flowing in their bodies, the woman finally relented, she picked up the medicine box on the ground, and took a clean cotton swab. "Xiaoran...you are still too young now, it doesn't matter if you can't understand the hardships of your parents. But, but, can you take a look at your brother and learn from him. How excellent Wanlu is...good grades , and won many domestic awards, and now I am previewing the knowledge about finance..."

"Mom, please stop talking... Xiaoran doesn't need to follow the same path as me, he has his own dreams." Ye Wanhui's entire face was pale.It wasn't until this moment that Ye Wanlu realized that in all these years, he was the one who walked too fast, never taking into account that there was Ye Siran behind him.

After all, Ye Siran failed to catch up with Ye Wanlu, so they parted ways that summer.

"I said, don't call me Xiaoran, I have my own name." Ye Siran interrupted the woman, his tone was calm, and he didn't even want to look at Ye Wanlu again, "Also, do you remember Hold on. I——Ye Siran, will never become the second Ye Wanlu."

"You!" The woman frowned.

"If you didn't hear clearly, then I'll say it again." Ye Siran clenched his hands and looked at the two people in front of him with disgust, "I am Ye Siran, and I can only be Ye Siran. I like it Violin, I don't think I've done anything wrong—"

"Pa——" The slap came unexpectedly, and Ye Siran's face instantly turned red, burning with pain.

"Ye Siran, you are a lunatic! Crazy! I... I shouldn't have given birth to you! You useless thing!!" The woman smashed all the glasses on the table madly, and she lost Losing the elegance of the past, she stumbled and pushed open the door of Ye Siran's bedroom.

I also saw the violin that Ye Wanlu gave to Ye Siran.

"Then my mother broke into my room and saw the violin my brother gave me. She always felt that the reason why I became like that was because of it." Ye Siran's voice was still very low, This story sounds heart-wrenching, but as a client, his mood is not disturbed.

The calm is distressing.

Ye Siran touched the broken violin in his hand, and couldn't help laughing.He wiped off the dust on Qin's body, raised his face and closed his eyes. "Later, I still had a conflict with her. She went crazy and wanted to throw the violin that my brother gave me from the third floor. I refused, so I begged her not to do that... I even knelt down to her , I cried and begged her, and shouted something to her, "You can scold me, you can beat me, you can say that I am not as good as my brother, but you can't crush my dream"... These words, looking back now, feel ridiculous . "

After finishing speaking, Ye Siran suddenly sighed and collapsed next to Sang Yintian.

Sang Yintian's hand subconsciously covered Ye Sizan's head, and gently rubbed the few strands of sweat-soaked hair on his forehead.

Ye Siran paused, her voice began to tremble, "But at that time, she really couldn't listen to anything, she tore the curtains in my bedroom, and broke several vases, like... like a Like a lunatic. I really like the violin so much, I was afraid of breaking the strings, so I had to rush over to grab it, hoping she could return it to me..."

"But what I didn't expect was that my mother really used strings..."

The strings of the violin tightly strangled his wrist, trying to kill his only dream.Using Ye Siran's favorite thing, hurt him severely.

[Ye Siran, I don't agree with you learning the violin, I absolutely don't agree!You must do as we have arranged, we are all for your own good. 】

[Ye Siran, don't force your mother anymore, do you have to let me destroy your hands before you give up this ridiculous dream, right? 】

【Ye Siran!Why can't you be as good as your brother, why! 】

In my memory, it seemed that it rained for a long time that night, the villa was near the sea, and there were empty deserted beaches nearby.It was very quiet here, only the cries and screams of the women were amplified thousands of times.

It was harsh.

Ye Siran smiled wryly again, "I remember, it rained so hard that night, and what she said...all of it was to let me die."

"Later my brother told me that during that time, my parents and their company's capital chain had problems, and those people forced them to hand over all the shares. You know, in their eyes, the company is everything, and what they need , just an excellent heir." Ye Siran suddenly pressed his temple, "So sometimes I feel that Ye Wanlu is quite pitiful, and I don't want to be that kind of person."

I don't know where I found a string, Ye Siran pinched it with his fingertips, and while Sang Yintian was not paying attention, this string was wrapped around his wrist by Ye Siran, completely different from the scar on his body. coincide.

"Is this wound on your wrist left at that time?" Sang Yintian's hand also stopped, he was a little surprised, and looked down at the scar on Ye Sizan's wrist again . "If this wound was left at that time...it's been so long now, it shouldn't be—"

wrong.

The wound on Ye Siran's wrist was indeed inadvertently left by him and his mother when they were competing for the violin, so what happened afterwards?

Sang Yintian remembered their first meeting, Ye Siran's wound was bleeding.And it looked like it was a completely new wound.

This is the only possibility that Sang Yintian could think of.It was every minute and every second that Ye Siran spent in the fear his mother brought him, he was torturing himself, forcing himself to remember what happened that day.

"Ye Siran——" Sang Yintian stood up abruptly, blocked most of the light source, and saw clearly the silver string wrapped around Ye Siran's wrist, "You?! Ye Siran, you know I don't know what you're doing now—"

He reached out to snatch it, but Ye Sizan pressed him against the wall.They were so close that Sang Yintian finally saw the tears in Ye Siran's eyes clearly.

He refused to fall down for a long time.

"you……"

"This wound will take two months to heal from bleeding and scabbing to complete healing." Ye Siran stood up and raised his left hand.Under the light, this scar is even more terrifying.

That is to say, every two months, when the wound has healed again, Ye Siran will use the strings to repeat the actions of his mother back then.

Ye Siran is simply crazy!

"Ye Siran!" Sang Yintian finally couldn't bear it anymore, and grabbed Ye Siran's collar. If he could, he really wanted to punch the boy standing in front of him awake.

But at this moment, there is only disdain and despair in Ye Siran's eyes.Sang Yintian really couldn't do anything, so he pushed the door and walked out.

It's too depressing.It was really depressing.

Sang Yintian felt that his chest was tightly congested, and now he just wanted to escape, to escape from this swamp that could engulf him at any time.He even wished that he had never known Ye Siran.

Because this person is more dangerous than he knows.

"Sang Yintian!" Ye Siran stood at the door of the small room with red eyes, his right hand was tightly pinching the doorknob next to him, and his whole body was trembling.

Sang Yintian stopped at the stairs on the second floor. He didn't look back, but closed his eyes slightly.

"Sang Yintian, look back at me..."

"Can you say something..."

"Stop talking..."

"Please say something..." Ye Sizan leaned weakly against the door frame, and finally slid down slowly. He loosened the strings wrapped around his wrist, and threw it into a corner.

He raised his head, his eyes were blurred with tears, he could only see a black shadow getting farther and farther away from him, Ye Siran subconsciously stretched out his hand, "Please say something...just treat it as it is, save me. "