The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

It's 9:30 p.m.

Wen Yisheng's new place is called Wenting Road.

There's one last bus after school.

Wen Yisheng walked along the road with her schoolbag on her back, hurrying to the bus stop to wait for the bus.

A black car drove up silently and slowly beside her. Wen Yisheng noticed and looked over.

The back window was half-rolled up, revealing the boy's pale and refined face.

Wen Zhi's voice was calm: "Get in the car, I'll take you home."

Wen Yisheng glanced at him, then tightened her backpack and quickened her pace: "Thank you, but don't bother, I'll take the bus."

The car interior was dimly lit. Wen Zhi's features were obscured by shadows.

Wen Yisheng couldn't see that his expression was quite gloomy and terrifying at this moment.

She wouldn't eat the food he cooked himself, but instead pushed it onto someone else.

She wouldn't reply to his messages for half a day.

She wanted to completely sever ties with him.

Wen Zhi was now extremely agitated and frantic, like a wild beast about to break free of its cage. He just wanted to drag Wen Yisheng back to his house, lock her up with chains day and night, and punish her so that she would never dare to ignore him again!

Wen Yisheng walked to the bus stop.

The hostility in Wen Zhi's eyes softened. He got out of the car, his expression much gentler: "Then I'll take the bus and send you back."

Wen Yisheng was surprised that he was still following her. She sighed slightly. Wen Zhi was really hard to deal with.

"Really, you don't need to. You can go home."

"You're a girl, it's so late, how can I let you go home alone?" Wen Zhi was rarely angry, his voice was deep.

"Is your place reliable? Are there security guards on duty 24 hours a day? Is your door lock secure? How dangerous is it for a girl like you to walk alone at night? How worried am I?" He said, his voice becoming hoarse.

Wen Yisheng choked, then turned her face away: "It's none of your business."

"..." Wen Zhi's expression froze, and a look of grievance appeared in his eyes.

His heart was really aching from her actions.

"Wen Yisheng, I'm only so worried about you because I truly consider you my own sister, but now you want to sever all ties with me?"

"Do you have a heart? Why are you doing this to me?" Wen Zhi choked up, his eyes reddening.

Wen Yisheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she dared not look up to meet his moist eyes.

too frightening.

He was too terrifying. Wen Yisheng's firm resolve wavered again. Afraid that she couldn't help but reach out to wipe away his tears, she hugged him and gently coaxed him, saying, "Don't cry. I'm sorry, it's all my fault. Can't we go home and live together?"

Therefore, Wen Yisheng found him terrifying; he possessed a seductive power that could draw people into his descent into depravity.

Wen Yisheng seemed to understand why she had suddenly become dependent on him.

No one can resist it.

The bus has arrived.

Wen Yisheng gripped the strap of her backpack tightly, not daring to look at him, and quickly got into the car.

But her wrist was grabbed.

Wen Yisheng trembled, but behind her came his hoarse, strained voice, barely containing a sob: "After you get home safely, please send your brother a message to let him know you're alright, okay?"

"Hmm..." Wen Yisheng nodded hurriedly, shook off his hand, and got into the car.

After that, Wen Zhi stopped sending her messages repeatedly like before.

Every night after school, I would accompany her to the bus stop and ask her to send me a message to let me know she got home safely.

It was Friday, and the night was quite cool. Yellow leaves were falling from the trees on the street.

Wen Yisheng got off the bus and put her hands in her coat pockets. She lived in an old neighborhood. She walked into a side street and there were hardly any people around.

She was calculating how much money she had in her account and when she would be able to save enough for her second semester of sophomore year. If she could get into the top three in the dance competition, she would receive at least 30,000 yuan in prize money.

Then...

Wen Yisheng froze abruptly. The streetlights were dim, and her shadow was stretched long on the ground.

And right next to her shadow, another slender shadow appeared out of nowhere.

Wen Yisheng gripped her phone tightly, not daring to look back, and immediately quickened her pace, but in that instant...

A body suddenly leaned against me from behind.

The man was very tall with strong arm muscles. He held Wen Yisheng tightly and dragged her into the shadows.

"Ugh..." Wen Yisheng didn't even have time to struggle or cry for help before a handkerchief with a strange smell was immediately stuffed into her mouth and nose.

Wen Yisheng punched the man's arm hard, her almond-shaped eyes wide with panic.

She realized something, but the strange smell blocking her mouth and nose had already entered her respiratory tract...

She quickly lost consciousness and collapsed into the man's arms, completely unconscious.

~

Where is she?

When Wen Yisheng woke up, she was in a daze for a full ten seconds before she came to her senses.

My eyes were covered, and all I could see was darkness; I couldn't see anything at all.

She tried to move her body, but found that her wrists and ankles were completely bound, and she could not move at all.

The surroundings were completely silent, and the absolute darkness amplified the panic in her heart.

Kidnapped...

Wen Yisheng was completely unable to calm down. A chill ran down her spine as fear overwhelmed her, and tears instantly soaked the cloth covering her eyes.

Da, da, da.

Footsteps approached, unhurried, accompanied by a slightly hoarse laugh.

Wen Yisheng's whole body tensed and trembled. She swallowed hard, trying her best to calm herself, but her voice still trembled as she asked, "You...kidnapped me?"

No one responded to her.

A strong, almost piercing gaze fell upon her; even with her eyes covered, Wen Yisheng could feel it.

"Who are you? Let me go, I'll give you the money..." Wen Yisheng's breath turned cold as she begged for mercy.

No one paid any attention to her. This made her feel even more hopeless.

A warm hand gently caressed her face. The person bent down and slowly approached her face, their sticky, cold breath spraying against her ear.

The man sniffed her scent like a vicious dog checking its territory.

He suddenly grabbed her chin and didn't say a word.

"Don't do this..." Wen Yisheng broke down and cried.

This feeling that sent chills down her spine…

The person finally spoke.

He maliciously bit her cheek, his rough, hoarse voice, altered by a voice changer, sounding extremely unpleasant when he laughed: "Baby, still don't remember who I am?"

It was him…

Wen Yisheng's heart seemed to stop. She was stunned, as the shadow that she had deliberately buried in the corner of her heart suddenly emerged.

He's the pervert who forcibly kissed her at the training camp!!

Wen Yisheng froze, biting her lip hard to stop herself from screaming: "You're a pervert! What...what are you doing?!"

The man smiled, seemingly pleased, because Wen Yisheng remembered him.

The man deliberately threatened her, laughing maliciously close to her ear, "You."