The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

Wen Zhi's temples throbbed with restlessness.

Caught off guard, she was pushed down, her eyes widening in surprise as she stared at the person on top of her.

"Ah Sheng..."

He murmured, reached out and grasped her hand, his voice low and strained: "What do you want to do?"

Although I asked this question, this—

Wen Zhi had already let his rich imagination run wild and envisioned what was about to happen next.

He found it hard to believe, but his mouth was dry.

However, I can't help but overthink it.

Has Wen Yisheng taken the wrong medicine?

……

Wen Yisheng's delicate, porcelain-white face turned completely red.

He forcefully suppressed the urge to escape.

She didn't know why she did it.

I just want Wen Zhi to be satisfied, to be happy, and to receive some comfort and compensation for his dark and distorted childhood, either now or in the future.

Ok……

So, after much thought, she wondered what the first step should be...

It seemed like this was the only option, because she racked her brains but couldn't think of any hobbies or interests Wen Zhi might have.

So I quite enjoy doing this kind of thing.

...Right?

His palms were warm, and Wen Yisheng no longer felt averse to the feeling of their skin touching. Instead, she gradually came to like the intimacy of their body temperatures mingling and the texture of each other's skin.

At such moments, affection seems to overflow from every pore, known only to each other, and only to them, with no one else.

If this can bring him ultimate physical and psychological satisfaction...

Wen Yisheng grasped Wen Zhi's hand in return.

Her fingers gently and tightly slipped between his fingers.

Wen Zhi's palms are broad and bony, his fingers are slender and fair, and the veins on the back of his hands are clearly visible.

The protruding joints were reddish, and inexplicably exuded a rough, astringent feel.

Their fingers are interlocked.

Wen Yisheng blushed, lowered her body, and kissed Wen Zhi's cheek gently, as if she were treating a precious treasure.

Wen Zhi looked up, and his heart skipped a beat every time she kissed him.

His mind went blank, his blood seemed to flow backward, his lips were so hot they were dry and white, and then she moistened them with glistening tears.

"Ah Sheng..." He tried to turn over.

To regain dominance.

He was almost driven mad by her intense affection, which was far from quenching his thirst; his eyes were red and looked like they were about to bleed.

Those beautiful eyes seemed to be burning, yet suppressed and restrained.

However, Wen Yisheng pressed down on his shoulder again, warning, "Don't move, your back is bad."

"..."

-

late at night.

Wen Zhi got his wish and felt relieved after pent-up emotions for the past few days. He held Wen Yisheng in his arms and fell into a deep sleep with a slight smile on his lips.

Wen Yisheng opened her eyes.

She was extremely exhausted, but her mind was racing with thoughts, so she couldn't sleep.

She learned some things about Wen Zhi's childhood from Yu Fanxing.

Whether it was memories from her past life or things she had never known before.

Yu Fanxing sent her an encrypted file.

The file contains a long, documentary-like video and detailed text transcripts.

It turns out that Wen Zhi's mother was a psychologist.

She used her own son as a test subject, conducting human experiments on little Wen Zhi, who was not yet able to walk.

This experiment was conducted secretly by five scientists.

Wen Yisheng skipped through the footage in the documentary; it was too cruel and horrific.

Wen Yisheng did not understand the point of their physical and mental harm control over young children, such as intimidation, drowning, electric shock, darkness, and drugs.

All I saw in the edited documentary was how little Wenzhi grew year by year, her delicate, sculpted face transforming from one of fear to one of numbness.

As for whether the deaths of those scientists were related to Wen Zhi...

Wen Yisheng didn't ask, but Yu Fanxing firmly said no.

The fire in the underground laboratory was accidental, and seven-year-old Wen Zhi was rescued by Yu Fanxing.

Even without Yu Fanxing saying it, Wen Yisheng already had the answer in her heart.

In the later stages of the experiment, Xiao Wenzhi became mentally deranged and numb, like a vegetable who could only open his eyes. He had completely lost his self-awareness and was like a walking corpse. It was incredible that he was still alive.

To this day, Wen Yisheng does not feel sorry for Wen Zhi's experiences, nor does she understand or forgive everything Wen Zhi did to her.

Wen Zhi is already bad, and that can't be changed.

The atrocities she committed remain.

Even now, Wen Yisheng still hates him terribly when she thinks back to that time.

only……

In the darkness, she couldn't see clearly, but she reached out her finger and gently traced his face, eyebrows, eyes, and nose.

She wanted to live, and Wen Zhi wanted to live too.