Scumbag bosses have become paranoid villains

Yu Ge leaned against the wooden door and waited for several minutes before hearing the response from inside the door.

"...Xiaoge, I'm sorry."

Chu Siduan's voice was as hoarse as two pieces of rusted iron rubbing against each other, almost smelling like blood.

"You go." She whispered.

...Let's go and never look back.

Sitting outside the door was her little rose and the only gentle breeze in her life, but she herself had long been a monster who hurt others and herself in front of Yu Ge.

When she saw Yu Ge leaning in Chu Nan's arms, hugging and kissing each other, she could restrain herself from hurting Yu Ge, but she couldn't suppress the vicious thoughts surging in her heart.

Those thoughts hovering in her mind always whizzed by, sweeping and burning every drop of her blood, and sooner or later, she would lose her mind again.

Just like her notoriously crazy mother.

Few people remember that her mother was also a very outstanding beauty when she was young.

Flamboyant, unrestrained and proud, she was once the object of marriage proposals by many rich families in Qinan City.Such an eye-catching lady finally chose a poor waiter who came to work in the city center. In order to marry her, she even broke up with her family with a child in her arms.

Later, the young pregnant woman who was betrayed and abandoned by her fiancé became the topic of conversation in the whole circle, and the jealousy and unwillingness finally turned her into a beautiful beast that could only vent her emotions.

In Chu Siduan's impression, her mother was very beauty-loving, but also extremely irritable.

She also maintains the most perfect appearance at home at all times, and at the same time loves all beautiful things, flowers, jewelry, perfume, colorful lip gloss, and exquisite desserts.

When Chu Siduan was young, his mother's room was always like a dragon's lair, full of messy things and so beautiful that it shone.

But she didn't dare to show up, so she could only hold the door and hide in the dark and airtight closet, spying on her biological mother's every move, always ready to escape.

Once the mother realizes her existence, all the beautiful and sharp things in the house may become weapons to attack her.

She is like a living prey living under the shadow of "to be slaughtered", and will be beaten or even killed at any time, so she can only hide in a dark corner and observe the outside world with a pair of eyes.

This unspeakable fear in childhood has even been extended to the present.

Even though she is already powerful, even though she has undergone years of treatment, even though there are bodyguards standing outside the door, when her biological mother rushed up and stabbed her in the face with a corkscrew, she still looked like she was seven or eight years old, that Like a toddler unable to dodge due to extreme panic, he could only stand motionless and rooted in place.

When she made a move on Yu Ge...

Is Yu Ge also so scared?

When she was monitoring Yu Ge day after day because she was afraid of losing...

Is Yu Ge also living in tension and confusion all day long like she was when she was a child?

The overwhelming guilt made her unable to speak, and she could only let out a few choked sobs from the depths of her throat that were almost torn apart.

"Ah Duan, don't cry."

Yu Ge's voice sounded like a sigh scattered in the long years, coming in lightly through the crack of the door.

"Come out after resting, I'll help you bandage, okay?"

The soft and indulgent tone was the same as before, as if she was still just a high school student who had just transferred to another school, comforting her new deskmate in hiding in the attic of the school through an abandoned vault.

The more a person is comforted by someone close to him when he is feeling down and blaming himself, the more difficult it is to restrain his emotions of collapse.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoge, I'm sorry..."

Chu Siduan's sobs were mixed with a very obvious gasp, which made the narration so hoarse and trembling, as if mixed with blood and labor pain, it spurted straight out from the chest cavity.

"You are really nice, great, you are the only gift in my life."

For the first time in so many years, she said this clearly, but it was in such a situation where both sides were hurt.

Yu Ge raised his head, his eyes were very scattered in the darkness, but there was a layer of water in his eyes.

"No... I'm not as kind as I seem." She said, "Do you remember the first time we talked?"

——In the small attic in middle school, Chu Siduan, who was beaten by his biological mother and cried secretly in hiding, met Yu Ge, a girl who also had injuries on her body and wanted to find a place to treat her wounds.

For Chu Siduan, it was the beginning of love when he finally met the same kind while walking alone, but for Yu Ge...

"I was even a little bit happy at the time."

Yu Ge, who was indulging in memories, showed a bitter and comforting smile.

"At that time, I was thinking, it turns out that people who have mothers may not have a good life."

Her life has always been shrouded in the black curtain of "no father and no mother", which was the first haze bestowed by fate when she was a child, and it was also the culprit that made her unable to retreat after she became an adult.

If it is necessary to visualize this curtain, Yu Ge may be more inclined to say "no mother".

She has been envious of other people in this world, because everyone has their own mother.

She has heard the clichéd advice from mothers to "drink plenty of hot water and avoid causing trouble" when they get up early and send their children to school; she has also seen news about mothers trying their best to protect their children when men are violent.

She once saw the mother of a classmate complaining while carefully cleaning up the room for her child; she also heard other mothers sobbing furtively outside the hospital ward in the hospital.

That was a care that she had never experienced in her life.

When she was young, Yu Ge watched other people's mothers at the school gate, buying snacks for the children who had just finished school. She hid behind a tree, swallowed and thought, if only I had a mother too.

When she was in elementary school, she was bullied and fought with her female classmates at school, but the mother who bullied her was hugged by her mother who rushed over after hearing the news and asked her how she was. She sat beside her like a fool, thinking, If only I had a mother too.

After going to middle school, the little girl in the same dormitory complained in the dormitory that her mother sent a lot of daily necessities from other places. Yu Ge smiled and responded beside her, but she was silently thinking, if only I had a mother.

If she really had a mother, she would not expect her mother to be around her 24 hours a day, nor would she expect her mother to stand up for her when she was wronged. After the wind and rain, you can touch her head, give her a hug, or wipe her tears.

If you can't even get these movements, then it's good to just give her a piece of clothing that her mother wears next to her body, so that she can bury her head and smell her mother's smell.

She is really a person who is easily contented, but in her stormy life, she has never seen such an innate dependence and sustenance.

Yu Ge was so envious of others that after puberty, this envy gradually fermented into a bitter jealousy.

Until she was in the attic and met Chu Siduan who had been beaten by her biological mother all year round.

She didn't dare to mention it to anyone. When she learned about Chu Siduan's experience, although she felt sympathy in her heart, what was more, was unspeakable joy and comfort.

It turns out that people with mothers may also be so unfortunate, as unfortunate as me.

It turns out that people who have mothers...will also become my kind.

With a thought that was almost vicious, the girl Yu Ge approached Chu Siduan, who was introverted and reticent when she was young, with a smile on her face.

……

Boom, boom.

Chu Siduan, who was hiding inside the door, knocked lightly on the door panel twice.

This was a tacit understanding they had cultivated since they were young. Whenever Chu Siduan was depressed or unwilling to speak out, she would knock on the door a few times to signal Yu Ge to continue.

Because of this subtle little movement, Yu Ge showed a nostalgic and gentle look. She unconsciously rubbed the door panel with her fingertips a few times.

"You used to stare at me because you placed too much affection on me, and you were afraid that I would run away." She said, "But in fact, I am the same."

There was no sound in the door, but she continued to speak in a hurry.

"When I was with you, I had neither relatives nor friends. I had no contact with anyone in this world. I was like a stray dog. After being together... I put all my love, family affection and friendship in my heart." You are alone, so even if you are unhappy, you dare not say anything, let alone leave."

The old door lock made a harsh sound, and the doorknob was turned slightly, and someone pushed a narrow door open from the inside.

The morning sun shines through the colorful glazed glass, reflecting colorful and dim color blocks on the floor, and at the junction of light and shadow inside and outside the door, a pair of thin white hands cautiously poked in along the crack of the door.

——As if nothing had changed, Yu Ge would still stretch out his hand from the gap, trying to pull her out.

As a child, Chu Siduan had fantasized more than once that someone could love her in this world. When she was hiding in the closet and shivering, avoiding her mother's search, someone could reach out from the gap between the two closet doors. , leading her out of the sea of ​​suffering.

This hand appeared when she was a teenager, and disappeared for four full years, and now it was laid quietly in front of her again.

Chu Siduan knelt on the ground helplessly, touched the top of his forehead to the ground, and kissed Yu Ge's dusty palm almost reverently, with tears, blood, and a heart that was thrown into the dust but was still burning.

Rationally speaking, she knew that Yu Ge would never be able to let go of her bad feelings and reconcile with herself, but at that moment, she didn't even care about the result.

At least Yu Ge is still here.Other than that, she had nothing else to ask for.

[Probation progress: 58%]

……

The old butler was pacing anxiously in the living room. When he looked up, he saw Yu Ge walking downstairs alone.

"Miss Yu Ge, Mr. Chu, how...how is she?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just that my face is injured and I still have a little fever."

Yu Ge maintained that gentle and slightly tired look, and nodded slightly to him.

"Please call the doctor in, thank you."

After the bandage was finished, the old housekeeper sent the doctor away, and his heart, which had been hanging for a day, was finally put in his stomach.

Only Miss Yu Ge can control Mr. Chu.

He leaned on the recliner in a daze and made himself a cup of chrysanthemum tea. He had just rested for 2 minutes when he heard the landline in the living room beeping endlessly.

He picked up the phone, and before he could say hello, he heard a woman crying from the opposite side.

It was a nurse who took care of Chu's mother in a small villa in the suburbs. She was not a native of Qinan, and her accent was very distinctive, so the housekeeper immediately confirmed her identity.

"The old lady is gone!"

The sharp cries of the female nurse came intermittently to the butler's ears.

"We were cooking dinner downstairs, and the old lady jumped out of the window on the third floor by herself. Now I can't find anyone anywhere!"