Chapter 103: Melodramatic Script – Extra (4)
Shen Shuyi hurriedly carried Zhao Yuheng to the room.
Half an hour later, all the servants in the villa were awakened by Shen Shuyi.
Ten minutes later, Dr. Liang, still disheveled and dazed, rushed over to Bie Jian.
The first button of his shirt was fastened into the second buttonhole; he was clearly still half asleep when Shen Shuyi made those frantic calls.
Dr. Liang looked tense.
You see, usually it was Zhao Yuheng who called him.
This time it was Shen Shuyi.
How could he not understand the relationship between these two bosses in the villa?
When Shen Shuyi called to tell him that Zhao Yuheng was injured, he was terrified that he would arrive to find a gruesome scene of her killing her husband.
But it didn’t happen.
Zhao Yuheng’s head was wrapped in bandages.
Shen Shu watched intently, occasionally offering guidance: “Above, a little higher, it’s a bit crooked.” Dr. Liang, while tending to the wound, thought to himself: Shen Shuyi was actually concerned about Zhao Yuheng?
Was the sun really going to rise in the west today?
Zhao Yuheng suddenly spoke up: “Shen Shuyi.”
Shen Shuyi tilted his head, looking at him.
“You’re too close to me,” Zhao Yuheng said, his ears slightly red. “Breathe.”
“Oh.” Aren’t they a married couple? What’s wrong with them being a little close?
He even kissed him this morning.
Dr. Liang, witnessing this scene, couldn’t help but doubt his own eyes once more.
—When did their relationship become so good? Did they reconcile without his knowledge?
Or, actually, it wasn’t Zhao Yuheng who bumped his head, but Shen Shuyi?
“Mr. Zhao, it’s bandaged up now,” Dr. Liang reminded him. “You should still be more careful when you walk.” Zhao Yuheng would never admit to fainting from a kiss.
He would only say publicly that he accidentally bumped into a glass door.
Even though there wasn’t a glass door inside the villa.
“Hmm.” Dr. Liang got up to leave, but Shen Shuyi grabbed her arm again.
Zhao Yuheng’s gaze lingered on Dr. Liang’s arm, making her spine tingle.
“Have you looked at Zhao Yuheng’s wound? Does it need stitches? What’s the nearest hospital? It needs to be a top-tier hospital.”
So it was about Zhao Yuheng.
Dr. Liang felt the terrifying, deathly gaze finally dissipate.
“It’s best to get stitches.” But Zhao Yuheng still wouldn’t go! Dr. Liang had long suspected Zhao Yuheng had psychological problems. Besides examining the wounds, he thought a mental examination—not the kind involving swearing—was necessary.
He suspected Zhao Yuheng had severe self-destructive tendencies.
“Did you hear that? Even Dr. Liang said you should go to the hospital for stitches today,” Shen Shuyi said. “You have to go, understand?”
“I understand.” Shen Shuyi quickly added, “I want to go with you too.”
Zhao Yuheng reacted instantly: “No. I can go alone.”
“Why not?” Shen Shuyi said, “I need to watch you get stitches! Otherwise, you’ll lie and say you went now, and then secretly refuse to go later.”
Zhao Yuheng gritted his teeth and said, “You can wait until I come back tonight and check my wound.”
“That won’t work either!” Shen Shuyi suddenly remembered that this little Zhao wasn’t the loving little Zhao he knew; he was suspicious and sensitive, so he quickly reacted and said abruptly, “Are you worried that after I make an excuse to go out, I’ll never come back?”
Zhao Yuheng didn’t speak, but it was clear that’s what he was thinking.
Oh no.
Zhao Yuheng really intends to carry out this imprisonment play to the end!
“I’m going,” Shen Shuyi stared at him. Zhao Yuheng’s eyes flickered slightly, but she still didn’t agree.
“Fine,” Shen Shuyi said.
Zhao Yuheng was stunned, a sudden panic rising in her heart: “I didn’t say I wouldn’t agree. Don’t do anything stupid again!”
Heh, who’s being called stupid?
Shen Shuyi thought to himself, “You’re a lunatic now. I won’t stoop to your level.” Last time, all he did was take Shen Shuyi’s phone. Zhao Yuheng always hoped he wouldn’t stay up all night playing games.
But somehow, Shen Shuyi misunderstood, thinking he was cutting off his last connection with the outside world. They had a huge fight, and their relationship worsened afterward.
Zhao Yuheng hadn’t understood where things went wrong all these years. The misunderstandings between him and Shen Shuyi kept piling up until they reached this irreconcilable point.
Neither of them offered the other a way out, so neither could take a step back. Pride held them back, making their love increasingly difficult.
Shen Shuyi ignored Zhao Yuheng’s words, but he didn’t move either.
A few minutes later, Zhao Yuheng noticed something was wrong.
“Shen Shuyi?”
Shen Shuyi was too quiet. Not only was there no sound, but even his breathing had stopped!
Shen Shuyi instinctively reached for his phone to message Zhao Yuheng, but after fumbling around for a while, he suddenly remembered that Zhao Yuheng hadn’t seen his phone since he arrived.
Could it be that Zhao Yuheng hadn’t even provided him with a phone?
Shen Shuyi gained a new understanding of Zhao Yuheng’s twisted control.
“Shen Shuyi, what’s wrong? Why aren’t you saying anything?”
Shen Shuyi pursed his lips, his expression serious.
He found a piece of paper on the desk and scribbled down a line:
[Murderer. If you don’t let me go out, I’ll hold my breath until you agree^^]
Shen Shuyi finally got his wish and went out with Zhao Yuheng.
He was happy, but Zhao Yuheng wasn’t.
His expression was gloomy the whole way, his gaze never leaving Shen Shuyi.
He was afraid that if he wasn’t watching him closely enough, Zhao Yuheng would run away when he wasn’t looking.
Shen Shuyi was stared at the whole way, and he felt helpless when he got out of the car.
Why is this guy so insecure?
“Give me your phone.” Shen Shuyi held out his hand.
Zhao Yuheng panicked as expected: “What are you going to do? You want to call your brother?”
Oh. Didn’t his first thought be that I would call the police?
Shen Shuyi thought for a moment. They were a legally married couple now. Even if the police came, they could only mediate or try to smooth things over.
After all, Zhao Yuheng hadn’t caused him any real harm.
No wonder he wanted to get a marriage certificate with him!
What a cunning little Zhao!
“Hmm.” Shen Shuyi said deliberately, “I hadn’t thought of it until you mentioned it. Thanks for reminding me, I’ll call my brother now.” Zhao Yuheng was visibly nervous, looking like he wanted to pounce on him and snatch his phone.
But then he remembered that he had promised Shen Shuyi that he would divorce him in a few days. If he showed such a strong, unhealthy possessiveness now, wouldn’t that mean that promising a divorce was just a pretense?
Shen Shuyi secretly enjoyed watching Zhao Yuhengling’s predicament for a while, feeling secretly pleased.
In his original world, ever since Zhao Yuheng seized power, he always acted with complete ease.
He wouldn’t even bother seeing him again!
Shen Shuyi tossed the phone back into Zhao Yuheng’s arms.
“Here, take it back.”
Zhao Yuheng was taken aback: “You finished your call?”
Shen Shuyi: ?
Zhao Yuheng realized he was being a bit odd as soon as he said it.
Shen Shuyi was right in front of him; couldn’t he see whether he made the call or not?
He simply shut his mouth.
“Aren’t you curious what I did with your phone?” Shen Shuyi asked eagerly.
The cat’s mischievous expression was too obvious; he really wanted to be discovered. Zhao Yuheng cooperated and looked down. It turned out that Shen Shuyi had used the phone to make a call to a hospital’s psychologist.
He paused, a hint of helplessness in his voice: “Shen Shuyi.”
“Xiao Zhao, don’t shy away from problems.” Shen Shuyi patted his shoulder: “I think you really need to make an appointment with a psychologist.” Zhao Yuheng stared at him intently.
“You never used to joke like this with me.”
His tone held a surprising hint of flattery.
Shen Shuyi complained, “That’s because you inexplicably locked me in this villa for three years. Three years! No auctions, no parties, no fashion shows, no international travel, no sailing, no restaurant photos!” He seriously counted on his fingers.
“Do you know how I survived these three years?” Zhao Yuheng was speechless for a moment.
After a pause, he finally spoke, “I was afraid that if I gave you freedom, you would leave me.”
“Did I run away before under the pretense of going out to play?” Shen Shuyi asked.
Zhao Yuheng shook his head.
“Then why do you think I would run away?”
“…You don’t like me.”
“How do you know I don’t like you?” Shen Shuyi pressed.
“You…” Zhao Yuheng never imagined that he could one day calmly spend so much time in the same space as Shen Shuyi, that he would still be willing to talk to him so much, even with that kiss that morning—it all felt like a hallucination before his death.
Even if he were to die the next moment, he would be content.
Under his prodding question, Zhao Yuheng subconsciously replied, “Your relationship with me before was just a misunderstanding. After the misunderstanding was cleared up, you immediately chose to go abroad, without giving me any chance to explain.”
Shen Shuyi knew this must be the mistaken identity from back then.
It seems the development in both worlds is the same. So where did things go wrong? Why did this world’s Zhao Yuheng become a yandere, gloomy person?
“I thought you thought I was too poor to be good enough for you. Later, through some coincidences, I was recognized by the Zhao family and became your fiancé. The day you returned to the country, I thought you would be happy to know I was your fiancé, but you weren’t.”
“All I saw in your eyes was fear and terror.”
…Nonsense!
Who wouldn’t be scared when their ex-boyfriend suddenly appears as their future older brother?!
Shen Shuyi thought helplessly.
“So what did you do after that?” Zhao Yuheng didn’t know why Shen Shuyi was asking again. He wanted to talk to Shen Shuyi a little longer, so he answered truthfully, “I couldn’t accept you marrying Zhao Ci. So I pretended to help you choose a wedding room and arrange the wedding. I did a good job; even Zhao Qing thought I had no resentment about the past and genuinely wished you and Zhao Ci well.” Zhao Yuheng’s tone seemed somewhat smug as he said this.
Shen Shuyi glanced at him, and he instantly stopped smiling.
“Then, on the day of your engagement party with Zhao Ci, I took you away.” Zhao Yuheng clenched his fist and looked up, saying, “To this day, you still haven’t forgiven me.” Shen Shuyi suddenly understood.
“No wonder I haven’t forgiven you.” Zhao Yuheng felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
“That was a textbook example of what you did wrong!” Zhao Yuheng was stunned again.
Shen Shuyi said, “Besides, it’s normal that I was scared when I saw you the day I returned to China. Who could stay calm when they see their ex-boyfriend? Besides, you have a mouth, so why didn’t you ask me why I was scared?”
“We were arguing the moment we started talking.”
Oh, I remember now.
Shen Shuyi had almost forgotten what happened when he first returned to China. If it weren’t for this time travel, he might not have remembered at all.
Zhao Yuheng was incredibly jealous of Zhao Ci back then, constantly making sarcastic and cutting remarks.
Shen Shuyi wasn’t one to be trifled with. Being mocked like that by his ex-boyfriend, wouldn’t he have to be even more affectionate with Zhao Ci to prove he’d found a better man?
Shen Shuyi thought about it logically and finally understood why the misunderstanding between him and Zhao Yuheng in this world was deepening.
He guessed that his counterpart in this world probably couldn’t stand Zhao Yuheng’s sarcasm and had forced himself to act affectionately with Zhao Yuheng for a long time, making Zhao Yuheng completely believe it.
He’s just jealous, not jealous at all!
“Then you shouldn’t have locked me up!” Shen Shuyi, still angry, pinched Zhao Yuheng’s cheek.
Tsk tsk.
Little bitter gourd, even with a pinched cheek, he’s not cute anymore.
Zhao Yuheng thought she was going to get a slap, but the light pinch made her feel a little uncomfortable.
“That’s it?” Zhao Yuheng asked in surprise, “I thought you were going to slap me.”
“You wish.”
Shen Shuyi retorted, “Force is reciprocal. If I slap you, doesn’t my hand hurt too?”
“Next time you can use your foot.”
“?” You’re such a masochist!
“Anyway, locking me up was your fault. You need to reflect on that, understand?” Shen Shuyi said.
“Understood.” Zhao Yuheng whispered, “Shen Shuyi, I feel like you’ve changed a bit.”
“People change.” Shen Shuyi said, quickly changing the subject to avoid being discovered that he had picked up an identical cat after it ran away, but it wasn’t his own cat.
“And there’s something even more powerful. Do you want to know?” Shen Shuyi raised an eyebrow.
“What?”
“Give me your hand.” Zhao Yuheng handed over her right hand. White gauze was wrapped in layers, and blood was still seeping from the deepest wound.
Shen Shuyi suspected he was deliberately trying to make her look pitiful!
“Not this one, the other one,” Shen Shuyi said.
Zhao Yuheng obediently switched hands and placed them in Shen Shuyi’s palm.
Shen Shuyi tilted his head, observing him, and felt that Zhao Yuheng hadn’t changed at all; he was still like a large golden retriever, gentle and obedient at heart.
“Switch hands again?” Shen Shuyi pressed his advantage.
Zhao Yuheng was puzzled but did as he was told.
After switching hands several times, Zhao Yuheng suddenly realized that Shen Shuyi was playing a game of holding his hand—treating him like a dog?
Fine.
Shen Shuyi had played enough. After Zhao Yuheng placed his left hand on top again, he took it in his own.
Zhao Yuheng’s expression froze slightly. Shen Shuyi led him out of the car; they had arrived at the hospital.
“Weren’t you worried I’d run away under the pretense of coming to the hospital?” Shen Shuyi grabbed his hand and lifted it, placing it in front of them both. “Can I just let you hold my hand like this?” Zhao Yuheng coughed and moved slightly.
Shen Shuyi seemed to remember something and quickly said, “Don’t faint here!”
Hearing him bring up the past, Zhao Yuheng’s face fell. He explained, “It was because of low blood sugar this morning.”
Really, Little Zhao?
As far as Shen Shuyi knows, you don’t have that problem at all, okay?
“Really…” Zhao Yuheng affirmed himself again when Shen Shuyi didn’t believe him.
“That time this morning was really an accident.” Zhao Yuheng said helplessly, “If you don’t believe me, you can kiss me here…” His eyes darted around, but he finally said honestly, “…and see if I faint.”
