He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 268 The Childhood Sweetheart's Guide to Admitting Defeat (Part 18)

"You child, why are you growing up to be so crooked? I was just helping your mother out, who expected her to take care of me!"

Grandma was furious when she heard this, and she was angry that Wen Yan didn't appreciate her kindness.

Wen Yan rolled her eyes gracefully, then said with utmost sincerity, "Oh, thank you so much! You're in your seventies or eighties, and you still come to my house to buy groceries, prepare the food, cook, make rice, make soup, wash dishes, do laundry, mop the floor, clean the windows, change the sheets, and do odd jobs..."

After completing twenty chores in one go, Wen Yan smiled and said, "Grandma, thank you."

"You...you...you're unfilial!" Grandma's eyes darkened, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "I went to help, do you think I'm some kind of old ox clearing land?!"

Wen Yan blinked: "What are you talking about, Grandma? This is just ordinary housework."

You're going to drive me crazy!

Wen Yan shrugged, giving her a look that said, "There's nothing I can do if that's how you think." Looking at her grandmother, who was so angry she could hardly breathe, she used her remaining filial piety to remind her:

"Grandma, remember to breathe properly, don't suffocate, that would be a disrespectful act from your granddaughter."

"Get out!" Grandma roared.

“No,” Wen Yan turned around, waving her index finger left and right twice, “I like to walk.”

Leaving behind her grandmother, who was cursing loudly, and Tan Yiyi, who was crying and comforting her grandmother.

Ah, what a harmonious scene.

After Wen Yan entered the room, she locked the door. Tan Yiyi coaxed her grandmother for a long time, and just as the old woman fell asleep, she went back to her room, pushed the door open, and locked it.

Thinking of the diary and photos in the cabinet, her face turned pale, she pounded on the door, and tears streamed down her face.

"Wen Yan, open the door! Don't think I don't know you're not asleep. Open the door! What right do you have to lock me out? You...you did this on purpose! You just want to spy on my privacy!"

Wen Yan's eyes, which she had just closed, snapped open, and a flash of dark light passed by.

Since I can't sleep, I'll find something to do.

Then I put on my earplugs, turned over, and went to sleep peacefully.

Tan Yiyi, who had been knocking on the door for a long time, gave up and collapsed at the door, covering her face and crying uncontrollably.

She was sobbing, her toes were itchy.

When she moved her hand away, she saw the large, plump cockroach's antennae twitch, and then it crawled a few more times onto the back of her foot, taking up about a third of it.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Tan Yiyi's expression changed several times. She reached out to swat it, but the large cockroach took a few steps back, flapped its wings, and flew onto her face, covering half of it. Its whiskers twitched against her cheek.

"Aaaaaah!" Tan Yi screamed even louder, pushing her hands down as something crawled out. A quick glance revealed an even bigger cockroach.

"Ahhh! Ah!"

Tan Yiyi wanted to shout, the word "ah" was already in her throat, but someone called out first, it was her grandmother's room.

She froze for a moment, then her grandmother slammed the door open, the wooden door slamming against the wall with a loud bang. The disheveled, over-eighty-year-old grandmother cried out, "...There's a snake..."

"So big..." Grandma tried to gesture with her hand, but as soon as she reached out, she remembered the smooth, cold touch of the giant python and fainted from fright.

Tan Yiyi was both scared and anxious. The cockroach on her face moved to a different spot and crawled up her calf. She swatted it away with trembling hands.

Grandma fainted again and lay on the floor. She had no choice but to bend down and pinch her philtrum again. Turning back, she noticed the silent doorway, gritted her teeth, and called out:

"Grandma was so scared she fainted, and you were still able to sleep. I feel so sorry for Grandma. All the kindness I showed you in the past was for nothing!"

Wen Yan turned over and fell into a deep sleep.

the next day.

The grandmother told her eldest son that they must call the police.

The police arrived early in the morning, wanting to know how big the giant python that was coiled around half the bed was.

Fully armed, I pushed open the door, and the view was completely clean. There wasn't even a decent-sized snake, let alone a giant python.

The police officer asked suspiciously, "...Where's the giant python? Wasting police resources is illegal."

Grandma hurriedly explained, "Officer, listen to me, there really is a giant python. I wouldn't lie to you, really, I touched it, it was slippery and sticky..."

At this moment, Wen Yan stretched, opened the door, and walked past, saying, "Grandma, have you forgotten that you have delusions? Perhaps your nightmares are too realistic."

The look in the police officer's eyes when he looked at the grandmother was indescribable.

Grandma jumped up and down, cursing a few more times, repeating "What a misfortune for our family!" three times in a row.

Wen Yan was in a good mood and could even sit on the sofa, eating sunflower seeds and watching the show, listening to her grandmother tell stories about jinxes.

I was originally planning to go home the next day.

This made Wen Yan realize that he had a rebellious streak. Fine, you want me to go back, but I'm going to stay and be "a loving family" with you.

Then giant rats, gigantic cockroaches, and multicolored snakes appeared in the house...

Grandma's heart was pounding with fear, and she called out to her repeatedly, but there was nothing there.

Then Grandma was warned that if she did it again, she would be sent to a mental hospital.

Hearing this, she finally calmed down.

He did say a lot of things to Wen Yan, but it was always the same few things, and Wen Yan was tired of hearing them.

I impulsively retorted with a few words, only to become so angry that I could hardly breathe.

Tan Yi couldn't stand it anymore and mustered up her courage: "If you want to lash out, come at me, don't take it out on Grandma."

"Of course, I came here for you."

Tan Yi was taken aback by the blunt words.

Shouldn't we have argued with her a bit under normal circumstances?

Why did you just admit it so easily?

Tan Yi bit her lip; she was a little clumsy and didn't know what to do.

“What you’re doing is wrong…” she tried to persuade him.

"Who do you think you are? Why should I listen to you?"

Wen Yan scoffed. The only person who could make her listen to even a little bit of what she was saying was Zhou Yan.

Who does Tan Yiyi think she is? Even if Li Sihan came, he would have to obediently stick close to the cute animals.

A few weeks later, Wen Qingshan came to pick him up.

Grandma didn't hesitate for a second; she practically threw herself and her luggage out the door.

Wen Qingshan felt a pang of sadness as he looked at his elderly mother, who showed no welcome whatsoever to him.

A man nearing forty still can't accept the reality that his mother doesn't love him as much.

Wen Yan carried a small cloth bag, pinned her mother's pearl hair clip to it, and held a pot of green ivy in her hand. She said solemnly, "Dad is fine. There are plenty of people who love you."

Looking at his daughter, who had grown up to his shoulder, Wen Qingshan couldn't help but think of Bai Wan.

I felt much better immediately.

"Yes, your mother loves me very much, only me, and loves me the most."

He suddenly looked much more smug.

Wen Yan watched as her eyelids twitched a few times; she had no idea that her father was also a hopeless romantic.

It was a day later when I returned to Sanzhong South Alley.

Wen Yan dropped a bunch of things, washed her face, turned around and ran next door to knock on the door, but no one answered.

She pulled out her old mobile phone again, but no one answered.

Where did Zhou Yan go?

Unable to find him, he returned dejectedly. When he passed by Bai Wanshi, he learned that Bai Wanshi had been elusive for over a month, and he had only been seen once or twice from afar when Bai Wanshi went out early in the morning.

"I don't know what's wrong with Xiao Yan, but he seems pretty normal. He has a handsome face, is tall and thin, and hasn't changed much."

Bai Wan recalled earnestly.

“However,” she glanced at Wen Yan, “if you want to see him, you’ll probably run into him if you get up earlier.”

"It's fine, it's just next door, we can't run into each other anytime," Wen Yan said, not really caring.

As a result, Zhenzhen didn't see anyone for two weeks, and her attempts to find him were all unsuccessful.

A few days before school started, Wen Yan couldn't hold back any longer.

If I can't run into you outside my house, can't I at least run into you inside?

So he lifted the already shaky iron railing, climbed over the opposite balcony, and then turned around and put the iron railing back in its original position.

After everything was done, she pushed the balcony door again, locked it, and then simply climbed through a window to enter Zhou Yan's room.

It was simple and clean, with a bed, a cabinet, a desk, and some odds and ends scattered around. There were no curtains, so it looked a bit shabby.

However, there were quite a few chairs, and also a huge bookcase.

Wen Yan casually pulled out a chair, stepped on it, and went to look at the books he had neatly stacked. He didn't know what he was doing, but a book with a pink cover fell out.

Ok?

Pink?

Wen Yan picked it up and saw that the book was titled "Daydreaming".

stunned.

Zhou Yan...reading this kind of book?

Suddenly, Wen Yan smiled, picked up a book, and sat down to read.

She needs to keep up with the great role models!

She had been waiting for so long that the small black words in the book were almost blurry when she finally heard light footsteps at the door.

She simply closed the book, lay down on the table, closed her eyes, turned her face to the door, and looked peacefully asleep.