The younger brother will act like a baby, but the older sister's soul is floating

Chapter 14 Entering the Mental Hospital and Driving Him Crazy
A few minutes after Zou Jiaran hung up the phone, someone knocked on the bedroom door from outside.

She was sitting in front of the small coffee table preparing lessons. After hearing the words, she looked towards the door and asked softly, "Who is it?"

"Me, sister, Han Yu."

Wrinkle Jiaran froze for a few seconds.

At this point, why did he come?
"Sister, can't you even hear my voice?" A low sigh came from the door.

Wrinkle Jiaran curled her lips and went to open the door.

"What's the matter?" Crouching Jiaran asked, the door was only opened a little, and Han Yu wasn't going to let in.

Looking at the door which was only opened a small crack, Han Yu's raised face sank to the bottom of the valley, and said indifferently, "Is sister worried?"

"No." Wrinkle Jiaran said very easily, with a soft smile on her face.

"When my brother asked you, you were absent-minded about eating." Han Yu asked sincerely, "Is my sister full?"

Children can always catch every bit of her emotions.

This inevitably made Wrinkle Jiaran feel uncomfortable again.

"I'm full of Han Yu." Wrinkle Jiaran pushed open the door and pointed inside, "I was just preparing a lesson, do you want to go in and have a sit?"

"I won't go in, I'll read for a while, and I have to get up early to go to school tomorrow."

*
Han Yu's bedroom was very small, and he never let anyone in, he would lock the door when he went out, and he would lock the door when he was in the room.Because it contains his secrets.

The furnishing and furnishing of the eye-catching house is very simple.A small coffee table and a double sofa, the curtains are blood-like red, and the carpet is the same color as blood.Except for the walls, almost everything in the house is red like blood.But there is no bed in the room.

Where does he sleep then?
As soon as he entered the room, Han Yu went straight to the bathroom opposite the door, washed his hands in it before coming out.

He leaned lazily on the sandalwood chair, evil and violent.When alone, the handsome facial features have a cold aura, the black eyes are slightly narrowed, and the eyes become inquiring and playful.

From the moment he entered this room, he no longer had that eccentric, obedient and considerate youthful aura, but now he has the air of an indifferent, abstinent, and aloof man who is not easy to approach.

But in fact, is this the original character of Han Yu?
After a while, Han Yu found a mobile phone from the drawer of the coffee table, found the contact named "Xiao Wu" in the address book, and dialed the number.

As soon as it rang, it was picked up over there.

【Hello?What's the matter? 】

[Help me find someone, Zheng Jiaran who lives in the Han residence. ] Saying that, Han Yu stood up and walked to the window.

He opened a small slit, which happened to be a perfect view of Zheng Jiaran's bedroom.

The curtains in her room are white, and from his angle, everything in the room is very clear.

Zhan Jiaran lay on the bed, frowning tightly at the computer.

The exposed half of the calf was white, tender and smooth. Under the light of the overhead lamp, it emitted colorful lights. Han Yu couldn't help but roll up and down his Adam's apple twice, and swallowed.

YouQi turned over and switched to lying on her side, with a clear view of her chest.

Suddenly, Han Yu's heartbeat accelerated two beats.

He hastily drew the curtains.

[Who is he to you...] The person on the phone asked carefully.

【You talk too much. 】He said solemnly, his face was cold, his eyes were cold, as cold as ice and snow for thousands of years.

【I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask Master Yu too much.I'll check it out for you. 】

【Well, I will know all about her in two hours. 】

【Oh, right. ] The person over there said: [That Shen Jingzhi... is quite capable of fighting, and the few people who took the picture and taught him a lesson were all disabled by him...]

【waste! 】Han Yu murmured, hung up the phone, and Han Yu sat back on the sofa again.

Just now……

Thinking of the soft and smooth figure of Zhou Jiaran, Han Yu swallowed again.

Must have eaten less for dinner!

definitely is! ! !

*
The next day, Han Yu went to school early in the morning.

Zheng Jiaran's class is in the afternoon, so she is not in a hurry, so she sits at the dining table and eats breakfast slowly.

She likes to eat alone, quiet and comfortable, but today she is not very happy, nor does she feel comfortable, but tired all over her body and mind.

Sighing, he dropped the fritters in his hand, and when Zou Jiaran was about to get up to leave, Han Bin came down wearing a silk home clothes.

"Have you finished eating?" Han Bin asked, pulled out the chair and sat in, asking casually and politely.

"Yeah." She replied lightly. She didn't know why, but when she saw Han Bin, she felt guilty for no reason.

"I heard from Ah Yu in the morning that you only have classes in the afternoon." Han Bin took a sip of milk and looked up at Zou Jiaran. His eyes were calm, but they leaned into Zou Jiaran's eyes, as if he was peeping into his own heart.

Originally Wrinkle Jiaran was going to say that she was going to class, so she left first, but when Han Bin came to say such a sentence, Wrinkle Jiaran was a little caught off guard.

She looked at Han Bin in a daze for a long time.

Han Bin was not in a hurry, and ate breakfast in a leisurely manner.

Anyway, she always answered.

"Yes." Wrinkle Jiaran replied lightly, "But I___"

Before she finished speaking, Han Bin rushed ahead of her.

"Don't be in a hurry to sit down and have breakfast with me. I happen to have something to look for you." Han Bin raised his eyes to look at Wrinkled Jiaran, and then quickly lowered his face. A slight smile.

Seeing that Wrinkled Jiaran sat back again, Han Bin took out a piece of paper and wiped his mouth, and asked unhurriedly, "Ou Wenwen, do you know him?"

Hearing this, Zhan Jiaran's eyes widened, and at the same time, her face became paler than before, her face was haggard like a seriously ill patient, and panic and shock flashed across her face visible to the naked eye for only a second.

Han Bin also had a panoramic view of this second reaction.

He smiled even more joyfully in his heart.

He loved watching anyone's reaction when they heard his secret was revealed, it made him feel so exciting, every pore in his body was eager to try.

Further, further revealing her heart, she will have more exciting expressions.

"Do you know Xiao Zou?" Han Bin reminded again, his eyes fixed on Zou Jiaran's eyes, for fear of missing a subtle expression of hers.

"I don't know." She said resolutely, the expression on her face softened, it was no longer pale, but the normal color of ordinary people, and her temperament suddenly became full.

Han Bin turned on the phone, found a photo inside and handed it to Qiao Jiaran, "The girl standing on your left, her name is Ou Wenwen, do you remember?"

"Why do you have a picture of us?" Zou Jiaran asked coldly, squinting her eyes and frowning, staring at Han Bin's half-smile face.

"She died of depression."

"so what?"

"This matter has something to do with you."

"Why do you think it has anything to do with me?"

Han Bin shook his head with a self-deprecating face.

"Let's talk about a condition." Han Bin knocked on the table regularly, "You are a smart person, I won't say the rest, you should understand."

"I want you to send Ah Yu to a mental hospital."

make him crazy.

"Let him heal in peace."

Let him die crazy in that prison.

(End of this chapter)