The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

A torrential rain fell that night, with occasional muffled thunderclaps echoing through the dark night sky, and raindrops pounding against the windows with a rapid, loud sound.

Wen Yisheng had a nightmare, and when she woke up, a bolt of lightning flashed across the dark sky.

She was covered in cold sweat, the blanket slipped off her shoulders, revealing her thin, frail body beneath her pajamas, her fair and slender neck looking as if it would break at any moment.

Wen Yisheng turned on the light and heard the occasional sound of heavy rain accompanied by thunder outside.

She wasn't afraid of thunder.

Touching the watch on the bedside table, it was one in the morning. Wen Yisheng pursed her dry lips, threw back the covers, and left the bedroom.

thirsty.

As she walked into the living room, she paused, looked down, and saw her snow-white, bony feet touching the cold floor. Only then did Wen Yisheng realize that she had forgotten to wear shoes.

Forget it.

The torrential rain, like a ferocious beast, invaded every corner of the city, and the night view of the rain could be clearly seen through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The room was too quiet, and the corners that the nightlight couldn't reach were dark and deep. Wen Yisheng suddenly felt a bone-chilling cold.

She poured herself a cup of hot water, curled up on the soft sofa, and sipped it slowly.

Wen Yisheng glanced at the closed door of Wen Zhizhu's second bedroom; he was sleeping.

Click.

A noise suddenly came from the front door.

Wen Yisheng's eyelashes fluttered, but before she could react, the front door opened from the outside.

Then came the soft rustling of things being put down, followed by a snap as the living room light turned on.

Wen Yisheng was sitting directly facing the entrance hall. As soon as the light came on, she saw the person walking in.

The boy was tall and thin, with a gentle and refined appearance, but his eyes, hidden beneath his half-wet bangs, were gloomy and cold, showing no warmth whatsoever at that moment.

Wen Zhi froze as he changed his shoes. He looked up and met Wen Yisheng's gaze, who had a blank expression. He was also visibly taken aback.

"Ah Sheng?" Wen Zhi's expression softened, and the gloom in his eyes faded. "Why aren't you sleeping? Why are you still sitting here?"

Wen Yisheng swallowed the water, her lips glistening faintly under the lamplight.

"I woke up thirsty."

She glanced at Wen Zhi from head to toe. The boy was holding a black raincoat that was still dripping wet, and there were obvious water stains on the leather of his black boots. His trouser legs were also soaked in small patches, so it was clear that the rain outside was really heavy.

Wen Yisheng softened her breathing and asked, "Where did you go?"

It's one in the morning, he should be sleeping, shouldn't he?

Wen Zhi lowered his eyes, calmly put away the raincoat, placed the black boots he had changed out of outside the door, and then closed the door. "My grandfather had a sudden illness in the middle of the night. After receiving the news, I rushed over. I didn't tell you because I was afraid of disturbing you."

It's only natural for a grandson to be anxious to visit his elderly relative who is seriously ill.

No younger person would joke about an elderly person's health. Wen Yisheng had no doubts.

What's more, they are relatives from his mother's side.

She remembered that Li Na had said that Wen Congnan wouldn't let Wen Zhi see his mother, but he still secretly went to the cemetery to keep watch all night. She also personally checked the surveillance footage and found that he did indeed leave the Wen family home that night and did not return.

Wen Zhi must miss his deceased mother very much.

"oh."

"Is your grandfather alright?"

"It's nothing serious, just an old ailment. I came back as soon as someone was watching over me."

Wen Zhi was soaked from the rain and didn't approach her: "I'm going to take a shower first. I have school tomorrow. You drink your water and go back to sleep."

Wen Yisheng nodded gently.

Wen Zhi took a pair of cartoon bunny slippers from the shoe cabinet, placed them next to the sofa, and said in a deep voice, "The floor is cold."

~

The mid-term exams will be held next week.

Amidst the intense atmosphere of studying, Wen Yisheng secluded herself in her own learning world, as if isolated from everyone else.

Wei Lan thought for a moment and said, "Sheng Sheng, the seating arrangement will be changed after the midterm exams. Based on your grades, you definitely won't be sitting next to Wen Xue Shen anymore."

Wen Yisheng paused, the nib of her pen slipped, leaving a crooked mark on the paper.

Her emotions became uncontrollably depressed...

Inertia is the most terrifying thing. Once inertia becomes a dependency, it will cause unease and fear of loss.

Wen Yisheng only feels at ease when Wen Zhi is with her; she feels uneasy and anxious if she doesn't see him for a long time.

She still wanted to sit at the same table as Wen Zhi.

~

Meanwhile, a strange incident recently occurred at Nanchuan University: a second-year male student disappeared without a trace.

It is said that he went missing on the night of the heavy rain, but by the time his family and school discovered his disappearance, it was already the afternoon of the following day. Therefore, the exact time and location of his disappearance are not detailed.

The parents requested that the school keep this a secret for the time being. Kidnappings of the children of the wealthy and famous are not uncommon. If it is indeed a kidnapping by criminals for money, then the fewer people who know about it, the better.

But that boy usually liked to have fun and associated with all sorts of people, so quite a few people in his circle knew the inside story.

A boy in Class One got wind of something: "Shao Yu has gone missing. Does anyone know?"

"I know Shao Yu! He's the school bully in his second year, usually really arrogant, he even dared to beat up the school counselor. What happened to him? Has he disappeared?"

"Yes, do you guys remember the torrential rain the night before last?"

"I remember, the rain was really heavy, and several places in Beijing were flooded."

"I heard that it was that night that Shao Yu and some classmates were partying at a bar. Anyway, no one knows how they disappeared. They all drank quite a bit, and no one can say for sure when Shao Yu went missing."

"This is so strange. It's been two days, and Shao Yu still hasn't been found?"

Xie Yu was sleeping with his head on the table, his arm as a pillow. He suddenly opened his eyes and heard the several boys talking nearby.

The boy sighed and said, "No! Shao Yu's parents are waiting for a call from the perpetrators, but it's been two days and they haven't heard anything. They still don't know what's going on with Shao Yu!"

Someone gasped, hesitating to speak: "Could it be...could it be dead?"

"Damn, stop talking! Stop talking! I'm getting goosebumps!" The boys shivered and quickly scattered back to their seats like birds and beasts.

Xie Yu turned to look at the back row.

Wen Zhi and Wen Yisheng haven't arrived at the classroom yet...

Xie Yu frowned, seemingly lost in thought, before lying down to sleep again.

He knew that Wen Zhi was aware of the situation. With Wen Yisheng by his side, Wen Zhi had some reservations and would not actually cause a death.

Right.