The unattainable beauty was driven to depravity and madness by a wicked seed.

Last time he came back, he couldn't find Lu Sui. Lu Sui said he was hiding in the closet, but the clothes in the closet were neat and tidy, without a single sign of being wrinkled. He wasn't hiding there. Could he be hiding in the walk-in closet? But the walk-in closet is open; there's nowhere to hide...

After hanging up all his clothes, Shen Qinghuai looked at the wooden wall at the end and thought that if there really was a secret room, he might be able to find the answer he was looking for. He reached out to touch it with some eagerness, but then quickly put his hand down.

Since Lu Sui didn't tell me, it means he didn't want me to know. It's his privacy. Besides, for someone as rich as him, it should be full of money.

wrong.

If it's money, Lu Sui would tell him to take it and spend it as he pleases.

It can't be money.

What could it be?

Will I really find the answer I'm looking for?

Shen Qinghuai only struggled with his thoughts for two seconds before he began to feel around on the wall with both hands.

He was Lu Sui's boyfriend, and they were the closest couple. They shouldn't be torturing each other because of things he didn't even know he had done wrong.

Shen Qinghuai touched the entire wall, then took a step back and began to wonder where Lu Sui would have placed the switch, or if there was a remote control hidden in his pocket?

It's unlikely. If the clothes were accidentally lost, or if he moved them while picking out clothes for Lu Sui, it would be a big problem. Since he's afraid of trouble, he must have...

On a wall that cannot be moved.

Shen Qinghuai turned around, pushed the hanging clothes to the left, turned on his phone's flashlight, and faced the wall sideways, starting to look for the protrusion.

Two minutes later.

……found it.

There really was a darkroom.

As Shen Qinghuai pressed the button, the wooden wall began to move. He turned off his phone, glanced at it, and froze.

The walls are covered with photos.

densely packed.

Who is it?

Is Lu Sui under a white moonlight?

Is it because I have a "white moonlight" (ideal love) that I want to break up with him?

But when Shen Qinghuai got closer, he found that all the photos on the wall were of him, and he couldn't even remember where the backgrounds of some of the photos were.

Shen Qinghuai, who should have been sweating profusely, feeling a chill down his back, and then calling the police to escape, was instead unusually excited.

That kind of excitement that goes straight to the brain.

It makes your blood boil.

No wonder he sometimes felt like a lot of people were secretly taking pictures of him. It turned out that it was all arranged by Lu Sui. Looking at the photo of himself and Wen Chengyu in the same frame that was taken out separately, he suddenly remembered Lu Sui asking him if he would end up like Wen Chengyu.

of course not.

He only likes Lu Sui, and only loves Lu Sui.

Even if she saw these things, she would still be convinced that Lu Sui loved him to death.

Shen Qinghuai was inherently obsessive and crazy, but he had been suppressing it all along, or rather, he never had the chance to explode until he saw all this today. He was convinced that he and Lu Sui were a match made in heaven.

Even though he had thought about breaking up with Lu Sui before opening this room, after opening it, he would never do that again. He wanted to keep pestering Lu Sui, and the two of them should live happily ever after.

Shen Qinghuai turned around and saw the large monitoring screen. He paused for a moment when he saw every familiar face on it, and then let out a suppressed, almost manic laugh. "Baby really likes me."

But then the laughter stopped completely, followed by astonishment, anger, heartache, regret, and many other emotions.

The computer screen on the desktop was lit up, displaying a message from an unknown number.

"Shen Qinghuai is a student I sponsor. His father died at my construction site. Do you think he'll still like you after knowing that? Lu Sui, Lu Sui, why are you so starved for love? I told him to take you to the hospital, and you've been thinking about him non-stop ever since? You kidnapped his grandmother and still expect him to like you? It's all just revenge! How laughable! Now you like him, but later you'll imprison him like I did, cutting him off from all contact with the outside world, hahaha, that's the rotten gene of the Lu family! Lu Tonghai, me, and you, we'll all end up badly! We'll only be filled with hatred! Shen Qinghuai will hate you! He'll curse you to die every day! Die!"

These words were undoubtedly spoken by Lu Huai-ren.

His father, Shen Wende, actually died at Lu Huai-ren's construction site...

But what does this have to do with Lu Sui? According to Lu Sui's thinking, he wouldn't distance himself from him because of this.

Shen Qinghuai knew the real reason after just one look: whether picking up Lu Suicong from the ground was his own initiative or his passive act.

For Lu Sui, this was equivalent to someone taking him to the hospital to treat his disheveled state, protecting his self-esteem, letting him feel hugs and kindness, then making him fall in love with him, and monitoring and threatening him to date him, only to find out in the end that it was arranged by the enemy who had abused him for more than ten years. No one could accept this.

Lu Sui was proud, so he didn't want to confront him or admit his feelings, because once it became the truth, those feelings and those underhanded methods would become laughable shackles.

But Lu Sui, clinging to a sliver of hope, asked Lu Huai Ren if he had sponsored Shen Qing Huai. He was met with a definite answer. The shackles were tied around Lu Sui's neck, with the other end in Shen Qing Huai's hand. With every kiss and every embrace, the invisible shackles tightened, suffocating Lu Sui. He could only use his most primal impulses to feel Shen Qing Huai's affection, in order to forget that Shen Qing Huai was arranged by Lu Huai Ren.

But he couldn't feel it because Shen Qinghuai had become so different. He kept saying he liked him while condemning him, spouting grand principles that Lu Sui hated, which annoyed him. He told Shen Qinghuai that he didn't like him, as if he was denying and disgusting himself.

Shen Qinghuai now understands what emotions Lu Sui is suppressing, what kind of person he is facing, and how he can allow himself to get close... It's a miracle he's not going crazy.

But what did he say?

He said he couldn't teach Lu Sui well, that Lu Sui angered him, and that he made himself sound so miserable because Lu Sui couldn't express his emotions. Didn't Lu Sui suffer too? He even put chains on Lu Sui's ankles, intending to lock him up and deprive him of his freedom. What he did was no different from Lu Huai Ren.

Shen Qinghuai could hardly breathe. This place was full of evidence that Lu Sui liked him. In the corner, there was a black cloth, and what was underneath was obviously a stack of drawing boards. He tore it open with trembling fingers.

The first painting that catches the eye is of him, Lu Sui, and Liu Qiushui eating in white porcelain bowls. In front of Lu Sui is a plate of stir-fried eggs with chili peppers and lots of eggs. In the corner, the words "family of three" are written, though they are covered by paint, they are still clearly visible.

Remove this painting, and you'll see that the rest are all by Shen Qinghuai, stacked vertically because there are too many.

The two paintings next to me were wrapped up tightly, with a note saying they were sold to Fang Yu, who longed for freedom, and that she shouldn't regret giving birth to me.

The row next to it was also wrapped up very tightly, with a sign that read—

Yang Shenqinghuai.