The atmosphere became increasingly eerie and silent. Shen Huaizhi lowered his brows, and his gaze unabashedly fell on Jiang Heng. His expression appeared much more relaxed than usual, likely because he had immersed himself in the playful atmosphere, shedding the overly superior demeanor and appearing more serene.
Jiang Heng opened his mouth. Was this guy just repeating what he had just said? What was there to feel embarrassed about? It’s not like they were actually being sent to the bridal chamber.
Although he thought so, Jiang Heng’s gaze still inevitably glanced at the large redwood bed in the middle of the compartment. Aside from the excessively eerie mirror in the middle of the bed, everything else did look like a bridal chamber. The red quilt looked especially festive.
“There are mandarin ducks on this quilt!” Someone shouted so fittingly, breaking the atmosphere instantly.
“Awesome, Squad Leader, Jiang Heng, do you two want to try lying on it?” Some fool actually dared to joke with Shen Huaizhi.
Jiang Heng’s eyelids twitched. Just like this, during decryption escape rooms, the box was the most frequently appearing prop. His attention was drawn back again.
“There’s a date on the letter! Should we try it?” A guy hiding in the cabinet immediately suggested. After he finished speaking, he reported the date, and the girl holding the box tried it, but it was incorrect. Even though the answer wouldn’t be particularly difficult, it couldn’t be that simple either.
While Jiang Heng felt secure holding Shen Huaizhi’s hand, there were still so many people in the room, making him feel a bit embarrassed. He looked around. “Squad Leader, we haven’t finished searching the bed yet.”
Indeed, their current position wasn’t suitable for climbing onto the bed. The temperature probably wouldn’t dissipate for a while either. He glanced down at their joined hands, feeling conflicted for a moment. “Squad Leader, where should we go next?”
With his own intelligence, he probably wouldn’t be able to figure out anything. Jiang Heng had previously suspected that he might have been hit on the head as a child. After all, Xie An and Jiang Jin were both highly intelligent individuals. How could they have given birth to a son who felt like he was reading astronomical numbers when he read a book?
Later, he learned a term—negatively positive. He really grew up entirely according to the reverse genes of Xie An and Jiang Jin. Whatever was missing in their personalities, he became exactly that.
Hearing his question, Shen Huaizhi glanced up at the plaque on the compartment door. This room was obviously meant for the young master and young madam, so the adjacent small room was probably for the maid accompanying the bride. Judging from the letter just now, the maid’s death occurred later than that of the young master and young madam. Since all seven people in the room just now died tragically, it’s likely that the seven members of the hunting team collaborated on the crime. Perhaps they discovered the truth about the young madam’s death and chose to silence them.
Actually, the most important thing is to figure out who framed the young madam.
After thinking for a while, Shen Huaizhi wasn’t particularly anxious. “Let’s just take a look around first. I don’t have any specific ideas.”
With that, he naturally took Jiang Heng’s hand and walked into the adjacent room. Jiang Heng himself didn’t have any clues either, so he could only follow behind Shen Huaizhi.
Unbeknownst to himself, Jiang Heng’s level of trust in Shen Huaizhi had far exceeded his own cognitive range. Like a prey caught in the hunter’s embrace, as long as the hunter showed a hint of fang, the prey would willingly fall into the gentle trap he had woven.
The door to the maid’s room wasn’t locked, and it was obviously much smaller than the main room, with only the candle on the table still lit.
Once inside, Jiang Heng’s mind became more active. However, holding hands wasn’t very convenient. He lowered his gaze and glanced at Shen Huaizhi’s expressionless face for a moment before taking the initiative to suggest, “Squad Leader, how about we let go for a while?”
After saying this, he noticed Shen Huaizhi lifting his eyelids to glance at him. His expression seemed unchanged.
Well, maybe Shen Huaizhi was just trying to comfort him. Holding hands wasn’t very convenient after all, and he probably had been waiting for Jiang Heng to suggest it himself.
Jiang Heng hesitated for a moment, then tilted his head. “If I get scared later, can I come find you myself?”
His tone was sincere. With that, he withdrew his hand from Shen Huaizhi’s, seemingly a bit impatient.
Jiang Heng inexplicably felt that the atmosphere was a bit off again. However, from Shen Huaizhi’s expressionless face, he couldn’t discern anything. The candlelight wasn’t particularly bright either, so he couldn’t see any different emotions in Shen Huaizhi’s eyes.
He hesitated for a moment more. “Squad Leader, then shall we continue holding hands?”
Surely, he didn’t really want to continue holding hands. Jiang Heng was almost narcissistically caught up in his own thoughts. Although he wasn’t very thick-skinned, he wasn’t that narcissistic. But since he had already said it, he simply stretched out his hand openly.
He even shook his palm towards Shen Huaizhi, as if urging him.
One second, two seconds, three seconds…
Shen Huaizhi just lowered his head and didn’t continue holding his hand.
A sense of secret disappointment accompanied the feeling of relief.
Jiang Heng licked his lips, about to retract his hand, when suddenly a familiar yet uncomfortable burning sensation surged in his heart area. His outstretched fingers unconsciously curled up for a moment, then immediately recoiled due to the discomfort. Before Jiang Heng could react, the next moment, his body began to heat up rapidly, his heart beating wildly, and his previously calm emotions suddenly became restless, as if searching for some outlet. He saw the candle on the table flickering, and uncontrollably wanted to touch that beam of light.
He wanted to destroy it.
Why did light have to exist?
Jiang Heng bit his lower lip, his hands trembling involuntarily. His mind became a bit chaotic all of a sudden. Damn it, didn’t he just take suppressants a few days ago? Why was he experiencing this heightened sensitivity now?
Jiang Heng clenched his fists, feeling a bit like running away, but he had no choice. He didn’t want to expose his vulnerability or his loss of control in front of anyone. He was more afraid of experiencing heightened sensitivity in front of Shen Huaizhi than he was during his heat phase, even though he had already been caught off guard by him once before.
Author’s note: Shen Huaizhi: *Wife doesn’t hold hands, gets angry.jpg*
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