Saving The Villain Boy - Chapter 1

Yan Qiwei sat groggy in the back seat of the car. The body of the car was constantly bumped and undulated due to the rugged mountain road, which shocked her for a while.

The woman next to her lowered her eyebrows and glanced at her, her voice soft and soft: “Weiwei hold on again, we will be there soon.”

She replied softly, “Yeah”, her expression still sorrowful.

Yan Qiwei has been wearing it for nearly a month.

The owner of this body is also called “Weiwei”, but her surname is Liang, and her name is Liang Wei; the world is exactly the same as the one she was in before, except that it has gone backwards seven years ago.

When she came, Liang Wei had a heart attack. As soon as the tears of her family fell, she saw her daughter, who had lost her life, opened her eyes blankly. The scene was comparable to a modern version of Zhiguai.

They were crying and laughing with excitement. As the protagonist of the incident, Yan Qiwei was confused about everything in front of her. When the memory of the original body came to her mind, she realized that she not only traveled to seven years ago, but also attached to Miss Liang’s family. Liang Wei.

It was only a second before she happily closed her eyes to go to sleep.

Yan Qiwei is no stranger to the renowned Liang family. Both Yan and Liang are well-known families. The latter has made countless wealth as the real estate industry leader. Liang Xiao, the new owner of the family, has penetrated the industry into entertainment, Internet and other major fields, which can be said to be in full swing.

Liang Xiao.

Thinking of this name, Yan Qiwei trembled in her heart.

Some people say that he is a rare genius who has created an unshakable business empire; others say that he is withdrawn and surly, like a machine that only knows how to work. Only in the eyes of Yan Qiwei, Liang Xiao has a completely different identity.

She secretly liked her crush for four years.

They met at the university but had very little contact and hardly said anything. Yan Qiwei can easily run the train with her mouth full in front of other people, but when she faces this senior who always has a cold face, her brain is always stuck, and she can’t say a word. She can only hide her shameful feelings. In my heart.

To sum up a word, counseling.

However, today’s President Liang Da, although the scenery is boundless, his childhood abduction experience is almost universally known. I heard that Liang Xiao was sold into the mountains not long after he was born. It was not until the police arrested a criminal syndicate that he and many other kidnapped children were finally traced along the vine, and the identity of his biological parents was determined by DNA comparison.

And she happened to travel to the month before Liang Xiao was retrieved.

What’s even more incredible is that since living in this body, her mind has been inexplicably filled with the plot of the novel.

The whole book tells about the love and hatred between the clerk heroine and the actor hero. She is a rich girl who has been taken away by a fortune. Liang Xiao takes the heroine because the heroine looks very similar to the Bai Yueguang who died many years ago. In the end, In order to get her to make a big mistake, she must not die well.

But his Bai Yueguang is called Liang Wei.

Yan Qiwei lay down by the window, watching the undulating peaks in the distance and the muddy and narrow mountain roads under the car. The car slowly stopped until a lonely village appeared in front of her.

The driver’s tone was helpless: “The road ahead is too narrow and the car can’t get in. You still have to go by yourself.”

Liang Qi in the co-pilot replied in a low voice and turned to call his daughter’s nickname: “Weiwei, get out of the car.”

She only stepped into the ghost gate with one foot not long ago. This time she accompanied her parents to take Liang Xiao home. It was the result of soft and hard foaming.

Liang Xiao and Liang Wei are not related. Since he was abducted, his biological mother died in an accident a few years later. Chen Jiayi is his stepmother, and Liang Wei is the child of her and her ex-husband.

Firstly, the two of them are strangers who have never met, and secondly, Liang Wei has a perverse personality due to illness, and seldom is willing to take the initiative to approach others. At first they heard that she wanted to go to the mountains with her. The couple were surprised and delighted. After thinking about it for a while, they decided to take her in the car.

Chen Jiayi, who was walking beside him, patted Yan Qiwei’s back, frowning as he watched her daughter’s pale face: “We shouldn’t take you out, just in case you get sick again…”

“Weiwei is also kind.” Liang Qi finally showed her first smile since starting the journey, “It’s really rare for her to be so affectionate to Liang Xiao. Our daughter has grown up.”

What I saw before my eyes was a patch of low and obsolete bungalows and tiled houses, scattered all over the place like a chessboard. A policeman in uniform waited at the entrance of the village with a woman in commoner clothes. The latter smiled flatteringly after seeing them: “You are here to find the children? He is at home, come with me.”

Yan Qiwei’s heart was lifted up at once, beating uncontrollably. She quietly watched him for so many years in a corner that Liang Xiao could not see, and she never expected that one day she would come into contact with him in this way.

It’s not easy to accept that you become another person. What’s worse is that as long as Yan Qiwei intends to reveal her true identity to others, her mouth will be paralyzed and unable to utter a word, as if there is something mysterious and unknowable. Power is preventing her from telling the truth.

She was decadent about this for nearly a week, always missing her dear parents, cute little brother, eight-figure bank deposits and… charming lordosis.

Even though she was unwilling, Yan Qiwei had to accept the facts obediently. In such a weird situation, it seemed that the only advantage for her was that she could finally approach Liang Xiao in an open manner.

And it’s the kind of living under the same roof.

At the thought of this, her heart beats so fast.

Affected by the patriarchal and patriarchal ideology, this village is a popular trend of trafficking. Hearing that the house that bought Liang Xiao had no children of his own, he started the idea of ​​a baby seller. Unexpectedly, when he was eleven years old, the hostess was found pregnant.

Since the adoptive parents had their own children, Liang Xiao’s status in the family has plummeted. His treatment was not good at first, and he was often beaten and scolded for no reason. Since then, he has become a punching bag for his adoptive parents, who will abuse him unrestrainedly as long as his family is unhappy.

The woman in front of her looked simple and honest, but when she thought of all kinds of behaviors she had done to Liang Xiao, Yan Qiwei subconsciously felt sick and couldn’t help but clenched her fists.

Sooner or later she had to beat this man up.

The women’s house is the most common small flat building in the village. As soon as they entered the door, a child of about four or five years old ran up from the side room, crying and crying: “Mom, he is sick again.”

“Why don’t you take good care of your elder brother?” The woman tried to fight, “How many times have I told you, but I’m not obedient!”

The child cried and avoided her: “Obviously you hit his head against the wall that day…”

As soon as these words came out, all three of the people present changed their expressions. Liang Qi frowned and asked, “What’s the disease?”

“It’s nothing,” she regained her guilty conscience, her eyes were erratic, and she just didn’t look at him. “The child sometimes gets fainted from the pain inexplicably, and nobody touches him.”

“It should be a stress-induced mental disorder.” As a well-known psychological counselor, Chen Jiayi quickly said the term. “After being stimulated beyond the ability to bear, the patient will repeatedly recall events that have been stimulated and shocked. And it produces the feeling that the traumatic event is reappearing. Liang Xiao’s brain remembers the pain of being abused, and even when it is safe, he will involuntarily feel the pain.”

The woman didn’t listen to her explanation, but dared to quietly raise her eyes to observe Liang Qi’s expression. Seeing that his face was getting worse and worse, she felt uneasy and trembled: “You come with me, he is in the room.”

Yan Qiwei followed into the room and couldn’t help holding her breath when she saw the scene in the room.

The pale and slender boy leaned against the corner of the wall with his eyes closed, his brow furrowed into a small lock. Mottled sunlight came in through the window, reflecting on his angular face, a few pieces of shadows flashed across the long eyelashes and the tall bridge of the nose, and finally landed on the thin corners of the blood-stained mouth.

Everywhere on his face, his exposed neck is covered with bruises, and he is covered with a piece of cotton clothing, but it is too loose, and it doesn’t belong to him at first glance.

I don’t know how shocking the body under the cloth is.

Yan Qiwei’s life has been smooth, and she has almost never felt as uncomfortable as she is now. The Liang Xiao she knew was so arrogant and outstanding that she never dared to approach, so she could only watch quietly in the dark, even a short pass by her could make her nervous and heart beating.

That’s the person on the cusp of her heart.

“Don’t worry, I will wake him up right away.”

For a period of time after the onset of mental illness, the patient’s psychology is extremely vulnerable, and waking him rashly will only scare him.

The woman chuckled forward, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, she heard Liang Qi’s whisper: “No. We will take him into the car.”

“Then…you walk slowly.” She was so scared by the man in front of her that she didn’t dare to speak. After a while, she bit her head and continued, “Look, my family has raised this child for so many years. There is no credit and hard work. Now I The man went to jail because of him, can he trouble Mr. and Mrs. to say a few words for him in front of the police?”

Knowing that the child’s biological parents would come to pick him up, in order to appear to be not too bad for him, she not only made him put on her husband’s old quilted jacket, but also made an exception to let him rest in her own son’s bed-obviously he had never done so before. I didn’t wear thick clothes, and I only slept in the leaky utility room.

Women think this is enough.

Human trafficking is the same crime, and Liang Xiao was severely abused by the family, and it is impossible to be given a lighter punishment.

As an outsider, the policeman who had been following them couldn’t stand it anymore. They stared straightly and said: “You made the kids like this, and you want them to speak for you?”

Chen Jiayi was not annoyed, and smiled: “Do you have anything else to say?”

Seeing her kind appearance, the woman smiled embarrassedly: “If you don’t mind, can you give me some compensation? The injury of this child was caused by my man, and it has nothing to do with me. After all, I have worked so hard for so many years. …”

“Auntie, you are so deformed and disgusting to live. You grow your head purely for playing football.”

Because of family reasons, Yan Qiwei was educated to treat people kindly and rationally since she was a child. She pretended to be a gentle and elegant lady for more than 20 years. At this time, she was attached to Liang Wei, and finally she was able to disregard others and do whatever she wanted. Stunned.

She said with a sneer: “I’ll be honest, people like you live like a worm. It’s a pity to die. Want money? I don’t want to burn the coins.”

Thanks to the original owner’s violent temper, she finally didn’t have to put on a smile, and was kind to people she didn’t like.

“You, you!” The woman didn’t expect that this little girl who seemed weak in writing and kept silent was a violent temper. She was said to not know how to respond, “How can the little girl scold someone?”

“Okay, then I won’t scold people.” Just as the original owner was a violent temper who put on a stinky face when he didn’t agree, Yan Qiwei nodded smoothly, “My hands-on ability is relatively strong.”

The woman screamed after hearing the words: “Take care of your children—”

She didn’t finish a word, and a clean slap fell on her face.

“Weiwei, the little girl, don’t hit anyone.” Chen Jiayi retracted her hand, took out a wet tissue and wiped it carefully, and smiled gently at her, “Just let my mother come.”

The author has something to say: If there are bugs and unreasonable places, please let me know! I don’t know much about this process_(:з」∠)_

Because the heroine is more cheerful, she will try the relaxed style of sand sculpture!