After the scum of the paranoid villain, I failed to escape

Chapter 56

"Lou Muggle?"

There were only her and Lou Huai in the couch, if it wasn't her making the noise, it must be him.

But what happened in the end, how could there be such a big movement?

When she was puzzled and went to the place where the movement came from, another burst of muffled thunder fell, causing Zuo Weiyue's heart to shrink.

It was almost noon now, but the sky outside was as dark as night.

The lights in the house were not lit, and the vision was dim, which made Zuo Weiyue unable to find Lou Huai's figure in the first place.

It wasn't until she searched the house a few times that she saw a young man hugging his knees in a hidden corner, unable to see his face clearly.

And beside him, there was a vase that had been touched, and it was supposed to be the thing that made the loud noise just now.

"Lou Muggle, what are you doing sitting here?"

Zuo Weiyue stepped forward and knelt down, wanting to see his face hidden in the darkness.

But when she got closer, she realized that it was too dark, and she could only see his exposed red lips clearly, as for the half of his face above, it was all covered by a shadow.

She had no choice but to use a little magic power, muttering, a cloud of faint blue light appeared on the fingertip of the index finger of her right hand, illuminating her own fair little face, and letting her see Qing Louhuai's current situation.

A lot of cold sweat broke out on the young man's forehead, his phoenix eyes became a little hollow, and his body was still trembling slightly.

If it wasn't for the absence of any snakes here, Zuo Weiyue thought that he had some kind of stress reaction again.

"Muggle Lou, what's the matter with you?" Zuo Weiyue poked his arm, said with a small face and moved closer, trying to see the expression on his face clearly.

As she approached, the faint milk fragrance from her penetrated into Lou Huai's nostrils, and he finally regained some sanity.

He looked in front of him with a dazed expression, and under the faint blue light, the girl's emerald green eyes were looking at him worriedly.

He shook off those bad memories in his mind, stood up with his strength, and lied in a hoarse voice: "It's nothing, it's just that I'm tired suddenly, so I want to sit down and have a rest."

After Zuo Weiyue listened, an indescribable expression appeared on her face.

Did he take her for a fool? Anyone who took a break to find such a hidden corner and squatted down directly, looking at the knocked down vase, could guess that he should have come here in a hurry.

No matter how you look at it, it's not like what he said.

Lou Huai didn't have the heart to deal with her any longer. When he walked towards the bed in a nonchalant manner, the memories related to the past in his mind were like duckweed floating in water, and he couldn't suppress it no matter how hard he tried.

"Queen, I'm afraid. The child knows he's wrong, so don't lock him up here, okay?"

"Boom"

Under the loud thunder, the little Lou Huai was locked in a house with a broken roof, and the rain outside the house mixed with the dull thunder could easily get in.

After crying and smashing the door to no avail, he could only find a corner where he could barely hide from the rain, trembling and listening to the uninterrupted thunder outside, his eyes were full of tears.

He was just afraid of thunder and wanted to go to his mother for comfort.

Could this be what he did wrong?
The scene changed, and the memory came to the end of the five consecutive days of claustrophobia. He had been tortured by the thunder and his complexion was as pale as paper. In addition, he only ate bad food and vegetables brought by his servants during the period, and it was difficult to maintain his sanity. when.

The woman he admired looked at him from above, looking at his embarrassed appearance like a dead dog, not only did the eyes not show the slightest guilt and distress, but there was an obvious sense of carefreeness on the contrary.

She heard him say: "Little bastard, if you dare to barge in front of me without my consent next time, or even get close to me, it will be more than a simple claustrophobia."

As the woman said, she knelt down and got closer to him, and continued in a voice that only she and he could hear:
"To me, you are just a child without my expectations and hopes. Your birth was a mistake. Next time, I will kill you directly!"

The woman grabbed his neck and lifted him up, her eyes full of murderous intent, she didn't seem to be joking.

"Lou Muggle, Lou Muggle, what are you thinking? Why did you come up to bed without taking off your shoes?"

Zuo Weiyue waved her left hand in front of Lou Huai, pulling him out of that gloomy memory.

He narrowed his dark eyes, followed her gaze and looked down. After realizing that it was indeed, he was about to take off his shoes and clean up the mattress when there was another burst of thunder outside.

At this moment, Zuo Weiyue's right index finger was still lit with the ball of light that she lit up with magic power, so she could clearly see that the moment the thunder suddenly sounded, Lou Huai's face that had already turned a little bloody was like faded paper He became pale and didn't say anything, but subconsciously shrunk inward.

Seeing this, she didn't care about Lou Huai making the mattress even more dirty, and directly frowned and sat beside him, holding his face with both hands, looking straight into his phoenix eyes: "What's the matter with you? Isn't it? Are you hiding something from me?"

Although she didn't get along with Lou Huai for too long, she could roughly sense something was wrong from his strange behavior.

At this time, there was another burst of thunder outside, making Lou Huai's thick crow-feather eyelashes tremble slightly, and his head also wanted to shrink back.

Only now did she belatedly guess a possibility.

"You're not afraid of thunder, are you?"

Before, he was afraid of snakes because he had a bad experience, so this thunder, will he also be afraid of snakes?
Lou Huai didn't give her a chance to think deeply, he broke free from her hands holding his cheeks, stepped back a little, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm not afraid."

What he was afraid of was never the thunder.

It was the bad past that he would always be forced to recall after the thunder sounded. Those bad memories were like countless pairs of hands clutching his neck, making him feel stuffy, panicked, and even a little dizzy.

Seeing this, Zuo Weiyue kicked off her embroidered shoes, pressed on step by step, and knelt down in front of Lou Huai again.

Looking at this posture, if Lou Huai doesn't give her a satisfactory reply, she won't let it go.

After a long time, Lou Huai was the first to lose.

He looked at the cloud pattern embroidered on the quilt with deep eyes, and said the truth in a hoarse voice: "When I was young, I was imprisoned by my own mother during countless thunderstorm nights."

"So every time there is thunder, I will think back to these pasts."

When Zuo Weiyue heard that it was really the bad possibility she guessed, after pursing her lips, she stretched out her hand to hold his slightly trembling hand, and asked him suddenly: "Then what were you thinking at that time?"

"what?"

"When you found her in a thunderstorm, did you want to ask her for something?"

　Alas, our poor goose.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)