They are Chasing Me!

Really? I don’t believe it.

Su An awkwardly followed He Xiran out of the school gate, and the Shen family’s car had already been waiting aside. Because Su An’s was on duty tonight, there are no more cars waiting at the school gate at this time. Uncle Zhang poked his head out of the car window and waved his hand attentively: “Young master, here!” 

Su An stiffly smiled at He Xiran. There was still the lingering panic in his eyes, “Mr. He, goodbye.”

He Xiran has now become a half-human and half-ghost thing in Su An’s eyes. He coveted his blood vessels and neck, and Su An couldn’t wait to get away from him as far as possible.

Cheng Su’am turned in the other direction, but he was blocked by He Xiran again. He finally raised his head, the half-grown teenager was bullied to the point of crying, “What are you doing.”

He Xiran squinted at him. 

Su An had an instant flash of realization, and scolded the dog man in his heart, “…uncle, goodbye.”

He Xiran turned sideways and stepped aside.

Uncle Zhang drove Su An away from the school, then from the corner of his eyes, he kept looking at the rear, “Is that young master’s friend?”

Su An paused, then shook his head and pretended to be curious: “Does Uncle Zhang know Mr. He too?”

“No, no, I don’t know,” Uncle Zhang shook his head anxiously, then smiled awkwardly, “How can I know such a person.”

It’s not strange that Uncle Zhang knows He Xilian, but it’s strange that he doesn’t know him.

Su An took the mineral water from the side and changed the subject: “Uncle Zhang, how many years have you worked for brother-in-law?”

Uncle Zhang counted, “It’s been eight years.” 

It’s been eight years, he completely experienced Shen Zhangxiu’s first marriage, but he said that he didn’t know the bride’s brother.

Su An blinked, “It’s been a long time. Uncle Zhang has been in Shen’s house for such a long time, you must know a lot of stories. In fact, I’ve always been curious, brother-in-law is already in his thirties, hasn’t he been in a relationship before?”

Uncle Zhang was sweating while holding the steering wheel. Taking advantage of the gab between the traffic lights, he took out some tissues, and kept wiping his sweat and grease running down his temples, and said vaguely: “Isn’t this all about meeting Miss Cheng?”

He secretly looked in the rearview mirror, Young master Cheng Su’an in the back seat has a normal expression with a bit of curiosity, so he should have just asked casually. 

Uncle Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, and kept saying good words, “Miss Cheng and our master are a natural pair, and even the moon gods in the sky have to hold the red thread by hand.”

Cheng Su’an bends his eyes with a smile and echoes Uncle Zhang’s words, “Sister and brother-in-law have fate.”

…

Uncle Zhang didn’t dare to hide it. That night he told Shen Zhangxiu about Su An and He Xiran having contact, and Shen Zhangxiu called Su An to the study after getting off to work. 

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“This work is very hard,” Shen Zhangxiu said in a gentle tone, and with a well-meaning persuasion from an elder, “You are still in school, you shouldn’t waste time at this time.” 

Su An lowered his head as he spoke, “Brother-in-law, I did not delay my schoolwork…”

Shen Zhangxiu looked at him like this, his tone became more gentle, “An-An, don’t be afraid. Look up at brother-in-law, brother-in-law didn’t mean to say that you did something wrong.”

Su An raised his head a little, and looked at Shen Zhangxiu dodgingly, fear and anxiety intertwined on his young face.

Shen Zhangxiu threw his suit jacket on the sofa and touched Su An’s hair, “Why do you want to be a mannequin?” 

Su An’s eyes flashed, and he said with excitement: “Brother-in-law, Mr. He is a very good painter. I am very happy to be a model for him.”

Shen Zhangxiu suddenly realized, “It turns out that you like the great painter He.”

He gently stroked Su An’s hair down, and touched the back of his fair neck.

Su An shrunk his neck and nervously gripped his juice, “Brother-in-law?” 

Shen Zhangxiu is not a human being either, right?

The fingers with thick calluses rubbed with a red intent. Shen Zhangxiu narrowed his eyes comfortably, and then smiled deeper, “Speaking of which, He Xiran and I are also old acquaintances.”

Sure enough, Cheng Su’an was really distracted, “Brother-in-law also knows Mr. He?”

“We had a few years of friendship.” Shen Zhangxiu recalled, “An-An, powerful people have a bit of a temper of their own. You have not experienced it, and you may not be able to stand it.” 

Cheng Su’an pursed his lips and said nothing.

Shen Zhangxiu sighed helplessly, then stood up straight, “Come with me.”

Su An followed him out of the study. The housekeeper had already been waiting at the stairs on the second floor, holding a long string of keys in his hand. With Shen Zhangxiu’s sign, he opened the innermost closed room on the second floor.

Su An’s heart became slightly faster. He had long wanted to know what was in these rooms. Except for Shen Zhangxiu’s meeting and study room on the second floor, the rest of the rooms were locked and no one was allowed to enter. In order not to lose his temper, he looked down at the juice in the glass and perked up his ears. 

Shen Zhangxiu took the key and walked into the room with Su An.

This room is on the second floor, so Su An thought it was an abandoned studio or storage room, but he didn’t expect it to be a bedroom.

The ceiling reveals the luxury of the Nordic style, with lace, pearls, and thick ruffles, and with the splendor of European upper world aristocracy.

The light was dim, and Shen Zhangxiu didn’t turn on the light. Su An scanned the room, and He Feiyu’s name naturally appeared in his heart. 

Although this style does not match the gentle feeling He Feiyu gives him, it makes sense that He Feiyu’s father, who is Irish, would prefer such a style.

But why did Shen Zhangxiu bring him here?

“An-An,” Shen Zhangxiu walked familiarly in this room, leaning Su An through the closet covered with lace patterns and past the brightly colored bed, “Want to know how brother-in-law met Mr. He?”

Su An honestly said: “Yes.” 

“Mr. He has a younger sister,” Shen Zhangxiu’s low voice seemed to be telling a fairy tale, “His younger sister married me and became my wife.”

“…” Su An’s eyes widened, he actually said it!

“Brother-in-law said it wrong, it should be ex-wife.” Shen Zhangxiu muffled a few laughs, and then suddenly sighed heavily, “Two months ago, Mr. He’s sister died in an accident. An-An, do you want to know how she died?”

Su An’s throat tightened, “Brother-in-law…” 

Shen Zhangxiu took him to a set of glass cabinets and reassured, “Don’t be afraid.”

The glass cabinet needs to be opened with a key. After inhaling a few times, Su An looked up and saw a cabinet full of white medicine bottles.

The old pervert behind him held Su An’s hand and took out a bottle of medicine, whispering, “An-An, look.”

The medicine bottle turned to the front, and the name of the medicine on it was complicated and long. Su An tried to see the effect of the medicine below, only to realize that the bottle was a tranquilizer. 

Shen Zhangxiu put down this bottle of medicine and brought another bottle, which was an inhibitor.

What diseases require these drugs?

Su An’s ears sank. Shen Changxiu approached and said, “My ex-wife had to take such medicine every day, and the disease tormented her all the time. However, a strong soul and adequate medication could still not suppress the disease, and two months ago she died unexpectedly due to an accident.”

Dust floated in the middle of the dusty room for a long time, and only the sound of Shen Zhangshu speaking remained. 

“These two are medicines for mental illness,” Shen Zhangshu picked up one of the bottles. “She’s sick in the head, it’s a mental illness. She will go crazy inexplicably. During the onset of her illness, her mental state will seal itself, violently repelling everyone from approaching, and no one can let her feel safe except for her lover. In contrast, she would become sickly dependent on her lover, and then mess up everything, just for the lover to be with her. ”

Shen Zhangxiu’s words were full of exhaustion, “After I married her, Feiyu’s illness became more and more serious.”

Su An swallowed, then raised his eyes, and saw Shen Zhangxiu’s reflection on the glass cabinet.

Shen Zhangxiu seemed to realize that he was looking at him. His eyes met Su An, and they stared at each other from the glass cabinet, and his brows were worried, “An-An, this disease is a mental illness inherited from the He family. My ex-wife has it. Of course He Xiran may also have it.” 

“If he is really like Feiyu and his mental state is unstable, you will only meet danger when you arrive at his side.”

Cheng Su’an seemed to be frightened by his words, and said blankly: “But Mr. He looks very calm—”

“The more you do this, the more you need to pay attention.” Shen Zhangxiu interrupted Su An, “He Xiran has not been ill for thirty-seven years. If he really goes crazy, he will be much more terrifying than an ordinary patient.”

He scared Su An into a state of confusion, and Su An went back to his room in a daze. He closed the door before putting away his expression. 

The amount of information in Shen Changxiu’s words is too much, and he wasn’t even worried that Su An would know about his marriage. Since he is so calm, it shows that this news has a little value.

He Feiyu, family inherited mental illness, He Xiran.

Su An got up to review the information he had obtained so far. What Shen Zhangxiu said to him tonight is the most important thing. It seems to have solved part of the puzzle, yet it added a new fog.

Su An was not clear about He Feiyu, but He Xiran is also mentally ill? 

Unlikely.

He Xiran really didn’t look like he was sick. He even restrained smoking, and his whole body was covered with the words calm and old-fashioned. How could a person like him have a genetic disease full of crazy genes?

Does drinking blood count as symptoms?

Su An rubbed his aching forehead. It can’t be ruled out that Shen Zhangxiu was just scaring him, maybe because he didn’t want Su An to continue contacting He Xiran. 

After much deliberation, Su An circled the two names “Shen Zhangxiu” and “He Xiran” on the paper.

He focused on He Xiran’s name, and thought of forgetting about it. Even if He Xiran is sick, he won’t get sick one day like what Shen Zhangxiu said.

However, it is possible to beat them with their own game. Tomorrow, he will try the Chase After Me trick against He Xiran, and see how He Xiran will react.

Su An touched his smooth chin and burned the paper to ashes with a lighter. 

The flame reached its peak.

Find Chu He, and after finding him, find a way to get Chu He to send him home.

He must obtain the method from Chu He. If he doesn’t know who Chu He is, then he would accept all the information that comes at him.

Follow the vines, and then touch whether it can threaten the melon and made it obedient.