After being plotted against by my best friend, I got into trouble with the domineering president

When Wen Qing stepped into the house, her mood instantly dropped to freezing point. Both her father and sister Wen Nuan were gone, and this familiar and friendly place was now empty, making her feel extremely lonely and lost.

Fortunately, the three nannies at home are all at home, but they are all busy. No one noticed her, she seemed to be in a forgotten corner of the world.

Wen Qing fled back to her room in despair, her mood was like a mess and she couldn't sort it out. Looking at herself in the mirror, she fell weakly on the bathroom floor. Big tears welled up in her eyes and fell silently.

She didn't know how long it took before she managed to raise her trembling hands and turned on the faucet in the bathtub.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoosh!" The sound of water instantly filled the entire bathroom, like a ruthless background music, making her even more lonely. Wen Qing couldn't help but burst into tears again, and all the sadness, grievance and fear poured out like a savage beast at this moment.

Just when she was most helpless, a knock on the door sounded at the right time, like a melody of salvation, pulling her back from the abyss of despair. It was a kind of warm power, a kind of expectant hope, which made Wen Qing rekindle her passion for life.

"Qingqing, are you back?"

Aunt Li's voice sounded outside the door, with a hint of surprise and excitement that could not be concealed. This voice, like a ray of breeze on a summer afternoon, instantly broke the depression and sadness in Wen Qing's heart.

Wen Qing has been busy with graduation matters recently and hasn't been home for about three weeks.

"It's me, Aunt Li." Wen Qing replied, trying to make her voice sound calm, but it was difficult to cover up the trembling and choking in it.

Wen Qing knew that she had been busy with graduation matters recently and had not been home for many days. To her, these three weeks seemed longer than the past three months. She is like a tireless bird, flying hard for the goal ahead, but forgets to look back at her once warm home.

At this moment, Wen Qing was slumped on the floor in the bathroom, looking down at her legs, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Amidst the sound of water being released, Aunt Li did not hear the tremor in Wen Qing's voice. But Wen Qing couldn't see the various emotions in Aunt Li's eyes: joy, love, concern...

"Graduation is completely over. I won't go back to school recently and will live at home." Wen Qing tried hard to suppress the trembling in her voice.

Aunt Li was instantly overjoyed when she heard the news that Wen Qing was back and staying for a long time. She shouted hurriedly: "Great, I will ask Aunt Wang to cook your favorite dish for you. This morning, our three nannies went to the seafood market early to select fresh seafood, and various vegetables were also It's all ready. By the way, I have to call Nuannuan and tell her that she doesn't have to go to other classes after school today and ask her to come back as soon as possible. "

Aunt Li and the other two nannies who also work in the Wen family have been working in the Wen family for a long time, and it can even be said that they have been there for a few years. Among them, Aunt Wang has worked the longest. They have watched Wen Qing and Nuan Nuan grow up since they were children, and they have already become part of the family.

Therefore, rather than saying that they have an employment relationship with the Wen family, they are each other's relatives.

In fact, as long as the employer is nice and doesn't arbitrarily deduct money, they will be happy to work longer if the salary is lower. What's more, the Wen family has never been stingy with them in terms of money. Therefore, the three of them are willing to treat Wen Qing and Nuan Nuan as their own children. Putting aside other factors, they still have a deep affection.

"Hmm - Aunt Li, go ahead and do your work first, I'll take a bath." Wen Qing's eyes were filled with tears.

"Okay Qingqing..."

With that said, Aunt Li turned around happily and went downstairs.

Wen Qing gradually recovered from crying. Her eyes were red and tears poured out like a flood. She raised her hand, wiped her wet eyes with her sleeves, and then took a gentle breath. She reached out and picked up a perfume, sniffed it next to her nose, and then threw two pink cartoon bath balls into the bathtub.

As soon as the two bath balls came into contact with the water, they seemed to be given life. They kept spinning in the bathtub and splashing water. After a while, the water in the bathtub turned pink, like a dreamy color.

Wen Qing stood by the bathtub, took off her clothes one by one, and threw them into the trash can without hesitation.

After everything she had experienced yesterday, she could no longer bear the memories brought by these clothes. She no longer wanted to be bound by these clothes, she just wanted to get rid of them all. These clothes seemed to be stained with the breath of a man - that dirty and smelly beggar, his breath. Even though she didn't really smell anything, the smell lingered in her mind.

Wen Qing turned on the music, and depending on her mood, a sad song played on a loop.

When Wen Qing entered the bathtub, she buried her head deeply in the warm water and let the water waves gently slap her face. Under the water, her tears fell down again and quietly dissolved into the pink water... Wen Qing gradually recovered from crying. She exhaled a long breath, like misty dewdrops in the morning light, and then Tears poured out like a flood from a dam, wetting her cheeks.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds, five seconds, six seconds, seven seconds...

Wen Qing didn't know how long it took, and what followed was endless suffocation. For an unknown amount of time, Wen Qing was in a peaceful darkness. Suddenly, her consciousness gradually returned. She suddenly opened her eyes and struggled in the water.

At the moment when she was about to suffocate, she sat up in shock. None of this was her fault, why should she punish herself?

Wen Qing smoothed her trembling hands and carefully climbed out of the bathtub. She found that her fingers had become white and wrinkled.

What happened yesterday was probably far more complicated than she imagined. She needed to find out the truth for herself. She didn't call anyone, let alone receive a call from Zhang Yunxin, which made her feel very strange.

No matter what, she can't let her father and sister worry about her, so she must bear the pain in her heart alone until she finds out everything.

She turned off her phone completely and soaked in the water for a long time. It was not until her whole body seemed to be in a dream that she slowly got out of the bathtub.

Wen Qing wiped off the water droplets on her body, falling like morning dew on the petals. She gently put on her pajamas, her long hair swaying in the warm wind, and she dried her breasts. In the silence of the alone space, she raised her eyes, and what was reflected in the mirror was a pair of blood-like scarlet eyes. Her face was as pale as a fairy in the ice and snow, with an indescribable ghostly feeling.

She lowered her head and sniffed herself gently. The fragrance of roses filled the air. However, in this fragrance, an invisible stench invaded her senses silently like a shadow, hitting her nerves. It almost made her faint. This smell reminded her of decay in the dark night, and the fear in her heart surged like a tide.

Wen Qing's trembling body was swallowed tightly by the heavy bed. She wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, as if looking for some kind of comfort.

At this time, her body was in great pain, as if she had been pierced by a cold wind, and the coldness spread from her bone marrow. Her fatigue was as heavy as a mountain, and she just wanted to fall deeply into sleep.

What a relief it would be to wake up and find that it was all just a dream. However, reality is like an endless ocean, swallowing her helpless soul in it.

Nightmares, endless terrible nightmares——

In the dark abyss, Wen Qing was haunted by endless nightmares. Her heart beat wildly in fear, like a deer being hunted by a hunter, unable to escape this cruel fate.

In her dream, countless scarlet eyes appeared, each one seemed to be telling unspeakable evil and terror. These eyes belonged to those green-faced and fanged evil spirits, who regarded her as prey and pursued her relentlessly.

Her clothes were torn into pieces by these evil spirits, and strands of gauze were scattered in every corner of the wilderness like broken wings. Barren grass, lonely tree shadows, endless darkness, without a trace of human warmth. A high wall blocked her way, a symbol of endless despair and loneliness. She had no choice but to face endless fear and despair.

"No, don't come over -" Wen Qing shouted hoarsely in her dream, her voice echoing in the darkness, but she couldn't stop what was about to happen. The faces of the evil spirits were distorted into terrifying shapes, and they let out terrifying laughter. The sound was like a tempered sword, cold and sharp.

Those evil spirits rushed towards her, the malice flashing in their scarlet eyes like sharp swords, piercing her body.

Wen Qing almost screamed in despair, "No!" This voice echoed in the darkness, but it could not change anything. This is her nightmare, endless, inescapable fear and despair.

In this cruel dream, Wen Qing was unable to protect herself and escape from the pursuit of those evil spirits. She could only watch helplessly as they approached, feeling the coming despair and fear. This is her nightmare, her struggle, and her helplessness.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Wen Nuan asked softly, trying to wake her up from the shackles of the nightmare.

Nuan Nuan came back from school and saw her sister having a nightmare. Big beads of sweat slid down her forehead. She frowned in pain. The sweat fell from her forehead like big pearls and wet her long black hair. Her cheeks were as pale as snow, with crystal tears hanging on them, evidence of being deeply tortured by nightmares. This scene deeply hurt my warm heart.