He entered a wealthy family by mistake

The sudden darkness made Ding Liangyi very nervous, and his hands tightly grasped the sheets on his body.

This, this, this doesn’t seem right! No matter what our relationship is, it’s not bad to lie together!

After calming down, Ding Liang immediately panicked and wanted to cry again.

Han Yan naturally knew what state Ding Liangyi was in now, so he lay straight and didn't move.

Because the bed was only 1.2 meters, the two of them were very close to each other, and the surroundings were very quiet. It was as if they could hear each other's heart beating, as if they were both playing drums.

Han Yan suddenly held Ding Liang's hand, and Ding Liang was startled. Han Yan, who was about to withdraw, asked, "Did the dean's mother give you your name?"

The sudden question made Ding Liang forget his struggle and was led away instantly, "No, my name was not given by the dean's mother, but by the dean's mother's father. Before the dean's grandfather passed away, our names were both dean's. Grandpa took it himself."

"There are too many children in the orphanage and we cannot have complicated names. I am the first child adopted by the dean's grandpa, so my name contains "", which is the last name of the dean's grandpa, and the character "liang" is my name. When I was little, I would be too scared to sleep when I turned off the lights, so the dean’s grandpa named me Ding Liangyi, that’s what the dean’s mother told me.”

Han Yan just asked casually, but he didn't expect Ding Liang to speak so carefully.

"That's a very common name!"

When Ding Liang didn't see Han Yan make a sound, he scratched his face in embarrassment and laughed.

"No, bright also represents brightness and has a good meaning."

Without thinking, Han Yan changed the hand that was held together with Ding Liang's fingers to interlock with each other.

Ding Liang was stunned, and the awkward smile on his face disappeared instantly. He looked at Han Yan's side face through the faint moonlight outside the window.

No one has ever said that his name is nice. Everyone says that his name is very sloppy, saying that he is indeed an orphan who was abandoned by his parents and does not even have a decent name.

Ding Liang finally had a smile on his face, and he relaxed. Being by Han Yan's side not only gave him a sense of security, but also made him feel better.

"I don't think I've ever heard you talk about your family. Why don't they live with you?"

When Ding Liang asked this question, he lay on his side and leaned against Han Yan very naturally. His hands were still tightly clasped with Han Yan. He was used to it and didn't struggle. He just looked at Han Yan's handsome face.

Han Yan was asked this question. As he quietly looked at the ceiling, a long-standing scene appeared in his mind. The car he was sitting in was knocked over by someone. His fourteen-year-old brother pulled him out of the car and escaped in the dark night. He ran desperately, telling him that his parents were up there to pick us up and that we would see them soon.

Han Yan, who was only four years old, didn't understand anything yet, so he nodded obediently and ran after his brother. But when they got to the main road above, what they saw was the corpses of their mother and father, and a group of fierce-looking people stood beside them, holding hands. The knife he held was still dripping with blood.

"Run, run quickly."

The elder brother pushed him away and rushed towards the enemy to buy him time.

He cried loudly and ran back. After three bangs, he knew that his brother was no longer there.

He rolled down the road below. A boy about the same age as his brother rescued him and hid him in a pile of corpses on the roadside. The two covered their mouths and cried. He was trembling in fear, while the boy was angry and gnashing his teeth. clenched his fists and shed tears.

"I'm sorry, can't I say that?"

Ding Liang interrupted Han Yan's memories and asked in a cautious voice.

"I'm a little sleepy, go to sleep!"

Han Yan did not give any explanation, but touched Ding Liang's head, showing a gentle and doting face.

"Okay then! Good night!"

Ding Liang obeyed obediently, lying down and closing his eyes, still holding Han Yan's hand tightly.

Ding Liang fell asleep as soon as the man touched the bed, and soon he heard the sound of steady breathing.

Han Yan opened his eyes and looked out the window indifferently. The night tonight was the same as that night, so dark and suffocating.

The irritated Han Yan couldn't sleep, so he sat up and looked at the dark night alone, his eyes hidden in the dark night gradually becoming colder.

At the same time, the old Shen family

"No... no, run, run..."

Shen Jue, who was sleeping, shook his head in pain and kept shouting for someone to escape. His pale forehead was covered with cold sweat.

When Saidsi heard the sound, he immediately stood up and turned on the light, and quickly slapped Shen Jue on the face, "Shen Jue, Shen Jue..."

Saidsi shouted loudly, asking Shen Jue to wake up quickly. Judging from the look, this must not be the first time Shen Jue had this nightmare.

Shen Jue opened his eyes suddenly, clutching the quilt with both hands, breathing heavily, his eyes full of fear, his breathing trembling, as if he had escaped from death.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Said used his sleeve to wipe the sweat from Shen Jue's forehead, reached for the water from the bedside table, helped Shen Jue up and let him drink some water first to calm down.

Shen Jue stood up in despair, leaning against the bedside with red eyes, and the hand holding the cup trembled.

Saide was afraid that Shen Jue wouldn't be able to hold the cup, so he fed Shen Jue by himself. But Shen Jue turned his face away, covered his head and kept shaking, but he didn't look like he was afraid, but angry, and his scarlet eyes were full of anger. It's terrifying and cold.

He took his hands away from his head and put them tremblingly in front of him. He seemed to be able to see blood on it, bright red patches.

When he was twelve years old, he personally buried his mother's family and left that hell with his uncle's youngest son. The once arrogant family ended up as an orphan.

Seide knew that Shen Jue had dreamed about his uncle and his family who died tragically, so he held Shen Jue in his arms, kissed him gently on the cheek, and stayed with him silently.

"Why can that kind of person survive to this day?"

Shen Jue, who was leaning in Said's arms, asked angrily, his eyes red.

"As long as you don't mess up, revenge is only a matter of time." Said comforted Shen Jue.

Shen Jue didn't say anything when he heard this, but forced himself to cheer up.

He cannot fall. Who will avenge his uncle and the others if he falls? What will the brothers do?