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Meanwhile, Shen Yuyao also noticed some unusual situations. She approached me, carefully examining my body. Suddenly, her complexion turned pale, and her eyes revealed shock and heartache.
She saw that my wrists and ankles were wrapped in thick bandages, clearly indicating injuries; there were faint marks on my neck that were alarming; and my body was covered in various hickeys that were hard to look at. My face was as pale as paper, and my eyes were hollow and lifeless, as if I had lost my soul. To make matters worse, I had deep dark circles under my eyes, revealing extreme fatigue and exhaustion.
Shen Yuyao's heart felt as if it had been struck by a heavy blow; she could not imagine what I had gone through. Her lips trembled slightly, wanting to ask something, but she didn't know where to start. At that moment, she only hoped to find a way to help me escape from this predicament and regain the happiness and vitality I once had.
Shen Yulin silently watched us, filled with guilt and self-blame. He knew he had made another grave mistake this time, but it was too late for regrets now. His heart ached as if it were being slowly scraped by a dull knife; it was an indescribable pain.
"I just didn't want her to leave me," he said, his face as pale as paper, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, his eyes revealing endless sorrow. "After what happened ten years ago, you have to give her time to process it, not choose this way to force her to stay!" His aunt said while holding me tightly.
"Little brother, did you do this to Xingxing all by yourself?" Shen Yuyao already had the answer in her heart but couldn't help but ask.
Shen Yulin's lips trembled slightly as if he wanted to say something but could only nod silently.
"Did you take any safety measures?" Uncle suddenly spoke up. "No."
Upon hearing this answer, the three people present exchanged glances. It turned out that Shen Yulin thought that by forcing me to stay and making me pregnant, I would be unable to leave.
His aunt felt as if a heavy stone was pressing down on her chest, making it difficult for her to breathe. Each breath felt like a needle piercing her heart, bringing waves of pain. She suddenly didn't know how to tell her husband about this; if he found out how Xiao Fan was now, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Honey, take Xiao Fan back to our house first. Just tell your brother-in-law that Xiao Fan is staying with us to relax. You can have the family doctor come over later." "Okay." After saying this, Uncle picked me up in his arms and walked out of Shen Yulin's house with his aunt. Shen Yuyao stayed beside Shen Yulin, watching him collapse weakly on the ground; the pain in his heart made him feel utterly drained and powerless, as if his soul had been extracted. His world turned gray at that moment, as if all the beauty had left him.
"If I had known it would come to this, why did I bother in the first place?" This was the last sentence Shen Yuyao left before leaving, like a sharp sword piercing Shen Yulin's heart.
"Face reality, brother. Keeping her locked in a room is just like how she was confined alone ten years ago. Ten years ago it was your aunt; ten years later it's you. You always say your aunt acted cruelly; aren't you doing the same?"
Shen Yulin sat there dazedly, his body trembling slightly with an expression of disbelief on his face. He slowly raised his hand to cover his eyes, but tears flowed uncontrollably through his fingers.
He could not accept this reality; he always thought everything he did was to protect me but never realized he had repeated the mistakes of the past. He remembered how lonely and helpless I had been ten years ago. Shen Yulin's heart was filled with self-blame and regret as he realized how serious his mistake was. He had once vowed to protect me but had instead pushed me into a deeper abyss of suffering.
"What have I done to her..." Shen Yulin murmured to himself, his voice filled with endless sorrow and remorse.
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