She gently pushed open the bathroom door and looked inside.
Behind the thin transparent white gauze curtain, you can clearly see the huge white bathtub.
The bathtub was full of water, and there was a layer of red rose petals floating on it, like blood, bright red.
On the edge of the bathtub, there is a red wine glass with a sip left.
With wet hair hanging down, Ye wanluo lays her pillow on the bathtub, tightly avoiding her eyes.
Seeing this scene, her warm feet softened and she staggered a step back.
At that moment, the image of that thunderstorm night five years ago flashed in her mind.
The blood-stained bathtub, the lifeless mother, and the blood flowing with the water all over the floor…
She covered her ears, closed her eyes, squatted down with limp feet, and screamed like crazy.
“Ah… ah…”
Hearing the scream, Ye Wanluo, who was sleeping in the bathtub, was suddenly awakened.
Seeing the warmth, she hurriedly got up from the bathtub, pulled off the bathrobe and put it on, and walked forward.
“Miss Wen, are you okay?”
At this time, Huo tingshen, who had pushed Huo tingchi into the living room, also heard the tender scream.
He left Huo tingchi and rushed to the room.
Walking to the door of the bathroom, I saw warmth holding her head tightly, squatting on the ground and screaming.
With wet hair hanging down, Ye wanluo squatted helplessly beside her and called’Miss Wen’.
He stepped forward, half embraced the warmth, and looked at ye wanluo: “what’s the matter?”
Ye wanluo looked at him inexplicably and shook his head: “I don’t know. I accidentally fell asleep in the bathtub just now and was woken up by Miss Wen’s scream. When I opened my eyes, I saw this scene. Ting Shen, I…”
Huo tingshen didn’t respond, but looked down at the screaming warmth and held her in his arms.
“It’s okay, I’m here.”
Seeing Huo tingshen’s care and tenderness for warmth, a certain corner of ye wanluo’s heart hurts as if someone stabbed him severely.
She envied warmth, madly envious.
Warmth doesn’t know what she’s doing, she doesn’t even know she’s screaming.
In her mind, all she could think of was the blood in the tub, her mother’s pale face, and the red wine glass that fell to the ground.
The fear at that time seemed to come back to her mind suddenly, hitting her heart hard.
She was frightened, very frightened, trembling all over.
Her scream attracted Huo Tingren upstairs.
When Huo Tingren went downstairs, he saw Huo tingchi struggling to turn his wheelchair to go back to his room, so he pushed Huo tingchi in together.
After entering the room, Huo Tingren saw this and said anxiously: “what’s the matter, third brother, what’s the matter?”