Intensive Cultivation Manual

Sitting on the sofa and listening to the chat between Shen Qin and the man, Shen Fan seemed to know a lot of thoughts that Shen Qin didn't say in front of him.

For example, he has been caring about his brother so he doesn't talk about his lover, or he doesn't like Xiao An on the surface but doesn't hate Xiao An.

It doesn't matter, that is, she admits Xiao An's existence.

Although it seems pitiful to say so, Xiao An is actually Shen Fan's first friend.He was actually worried that his sister would hate him when he brought his friend home for the first time, so it seemed that he was relieved.

"Well, see you next time..."

"I will contact you, hurry up."

"I see, don't push."

Shen Qin and the man's small voice rang in the corridor for a while and then fell silent.After hearing the sound of a man going downstairs, Shen Qin gently closed the door, and stood quietly at the door for a few seconds.Shen Fan shrank obediently on the sofa and held his breath motionless.

Although it was nothing, I always felt that it would be better not to be discovered by Shen Qin.

The living room was dead silent for a few seconds, and Shen Qin's breathing could be clearly heard. After pausing at the door for a few seconds, she slowly moved towards her room. Shen Fan didn't relax until the door was closed. The sofa was in a daze for a few seconds, and after removing the paper ball blocking his nose, he found that the nosebleed had stopped.

He exhaled, staggered up in the dark, and prepared to go back to the room.

The moment he turned around, a figure standing at the door of his room was caught in his blurred vision, standing there quietly, facing this side without saying a word.

There was a sudden chill behind his back, and this silent gaze made Shen Fan's hair stand on end.

Is that woman's hallucination...?

No, it's not, it's totally different.

Some familiar...petite figure...like his...

"Brother?" The figure suddenly uttered a voice, and the familiar voice made Shen Fan tremble and feel cold all over.

He clearly heard the door closing just now, but Shen Qin didn't go back to her room?Instead, he purposely slammed the door and stood at the door of his room?

"Brother, what are you doing in the living room so late?" Shen Qin's voice was flat, without any emotion, which made Shen Fan a little flustered.

"I had a nosebleed while I was doing my homework, so I came out to wash it, but fell asleep on the sofa." Shen Fan tried his best to make his voice sound calmer.He seldom lied to his sister, but every time he lied, he was quite uneasy, stared at by Shen Qin's calm eyes, as if he had already seen through the lie, and was afraid that she would expose it in the next second.

"Why did brother have a nosebleed? Are you feeling unwell?" Shen Qin's voice sounded a little worried, which made Shen Fan calm down a lot.

"Maybe it's because I've been too tired recently, and my body is a little weak."

"Brother, pay attention to your health, don't do this next time, you will catch a cold if you sleep on the sofa."

"En." Shen Fan responded, then raised his eyes to look at Shen Qin, "You are the one, what are you doing standing at the door of my room in the middle of the night?"

"It's nothing, I'm just hungry, I want to see if my brother is asleep." Shen Qin said with a smile.

He spoke in the same tone as usual, and lied to him very naturally.

But maybe he was thinking too much, and he happened to be hungry after seeing his boyfriend, so...

However, he heard the door closing.

"Then I'll make you a supper now, what do you want to eat?" Shen Fan tried hard to drive out the strange thoughts in his mind, and asked with a smile.

"No need, actually I'm not very hungry. Brother, go to bed early if you're not feeling well. I'll go back to my room first." Shen Qin's figure turned and returned to the door of her room, opened the door and walked in.

In an instant, a tiny light flashed in Shen Qin's hand, and in the next second, it disappeared into the darkness.

Shen Fan was slightly puzzled and didn't think too much. After throwing the paper ball in his hand into the trash can, he went back to his room.

Shen Qin's weird behavior really made Shen Fan very concerned, but in the final analysis, it was just some little secrets of Shen Qin. To Shen Fan, everyone has some secrets, and he would not delve into it.

As long as the younger sister doesn't know the secret about him, life can still go on naturally.

The blood on the paper made it impossible for Shen Fan to write any more, and he tore it off and started writing his homework again.The melodious female voice in the earphones overlapped with the hoarse voice behind him, still making Shen Fan's mood slightly impetuous.

After finishing writing a little later than usual, she passed the living room with her pajamas. Shen Qin's door was closed tightly, probably asleep.Shen Fan quietly went to the bathroom and returned to the room after taking a shower.

After turning off the lights, the room was pitch black.In the quiet room, apart from the sound of my own breathing, there was also the sound of liquid falling on the floor bit by bit, which continued to reverberate in the room, making it impossible to ignore.

Shen Fan quietly closed his eyes, not looking at the stiff figure standing beside the bed.

It's an illusion, just an illusion.

Thinking silently in my heart, I slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Shen Fan was not surprised by the picture in the dream.

He sat quietly on the chair in the living room, looking down at the corpse lying on the ground indifferently.Cold knives fell on the bloody floor.His expressionless face was reflected on the blade, as if reminding him over and over again who was the murderer who caused this scene.

He looked away from the corpse and turned to the door.

The younger sister was standing at the door of the room, looking at this side quietly, her expression slowly changing, staring at him in horror, desperately waving the knife in her hand at him, and yelling in fear.

Knife?

Thinking for a moment, Shen Fan turned his head, the knife on the ground had disappeared and appeared in his hand.The body stood up slowly, and walked towards the younger sister uncontrollably.

Wait a moment.

stop!

His face was reflected on the blade, smiling coldly, it was no longer him.

The body stopped in front of the younger sister, and slowly raised the knife in his hand.

stop!stop now!

"Don't come near me!" the younger sister screamed, waving the knife frantically in an attempt to defend herself, but to no avail.

Shen Fan stared at his sister fiercely with the blade, just like how he treated those two people at that time.Over and over again, the blade was thrust into the body so hard that the blood spurted out, soaking his hands, his clothes, and his face.

stop!Stop!

He roared vigorously, but no sound came out of his throat, and he waved his arms mechanically. His sister's body had already stopped struggling, and she was lying powerlessly on the floor, just like his parents behind him.

The movement froze suddenly, and the arm stopped moving.

Shen Fan stared blankly at his hands, the dazzling bright red was the blood of his favorite sister.And Shen Qin was already lying on the ground without breath, without any reaction.Blood spread around her.

Despair and remorse surged up together, and Shen Fan lay powerlessly on the ground, trembling silently.The emotions in his head were squeezed, and a small sobbing sound broke out in the quiet and silent living room.

Weeping softly and carefully.

Despair easily swallowed up Shen Fan's rationality.

It almost made him forget that it was just a dream.