After Being Cyber Bullied, She Reveals Her True Identity-Chapter 525 - 520: Love is Precious and Difficult

Seeing the house mentioned by Xiao Ling, it was a tin hut.

Inside, there was only one large shared bed, the bathroom was separated by a piece of cloth, and the toiletries, somewhat old, had not been replaced. Clothes were carelessly strewn about, and although there seemed to be many, there were actually only three or four sets without distinction of seasons.

The room was so plain that it only contained a bed and a small wooden table, along with a three-legged chair, probably broken during a fight.

"The room is a bit plain, make do with it."

"..."

She really did not want to make do.

But aside from providing shelter from the wind and rain, the house seemed no different from the outside.

Xiao Ling pointed to a half bottle of water that had been sitting there for who knows how long, "It should still be drinkable, I’m going to take a bath."

Saying this, she started undressing and headed towards the bathroom shielded only by a piece of cloth, hissing in pain.

"These damn men, they hurt my chest."

Shen Yan: "..."

The sound of water soon followed, accompanied by Xiao Ling’s curses.

Because the water was hitting her wounds, it was really painful.

Shen Yan shook her head, not afraid of getting an infection.

She looked around but couldn’t find a first aid kit. Instead, she found some ointments on the chaotic bed, along with half a bottle of medical alcohol, a pair of rusty scissors, and a big bundle of thread...

No need to ask what they were for.

Shen Yan’s brow twitched, she shook the haphazardly placed clothes and indeed saw several long needles lying beneath, not worried about pricking herself.

Shen Yan simply gathered all the medical supplies and put them on the table, sniffed the bed, and her brow furrowed again, feeling the scent of a man having lain there?

Shen Yan’s frown deepened, staring at the silhouette behind the cloth, squinting slightly.

If Xiao Ling was the kind of woman who messed around, then her big brother...

Xiao Ling came out of a quick bath, wrapped in a towel, sat on the three-legged chair, crossed her legs, and pointed to a cut on her back, "Take a look at this, got slashed on the back."

Shen Yan walked behind her and saw a long, dark gash on her fair skin, "Was it poisoned?"

"What? Poison too? These bastards," Xiao Ling got angry.

"You look lively enough, should be fine."

"I’m fine now, but later it might be bad, I remember there’s some antitoxin here," she opened a small drawer, rarely hiding such precious antidote here.

Shen Yan took it, looking for some cotton.

"No need for that, just pour it on."

"It’s going to hurt."

"It won’t kill me," Xiao Ling took a deep breath and gripped the towel, "Go ahead."

"..."

Shen Yan poured it directly onto the wound.

"Hiss!!!"

Xiao Ling’s face turned pale with pain.

Shen Yan quickly used the available medical supplies to treat her wound, tearing the bedsheet into strips to bind the injury, subconsciously glancing at her front.

"I can handle the front myself," Xiao Ling took the rubbing alcohol and started treating her other wounds.

Being a woman herself, Xiao Ling didn’t have many reservations.

"Have other people been here before?" Shen Yan asked while looking around.

"Yeah, my brothers who get injured would stay here for a while, you know, people like us only need a simple place to recuperate, too good and it might expose us."

Xiao Ling looked up at Shen Yan while treating her wounds.

Hearing the words, Shen Yan nodded slightly; even the coldness around her seemed to dissipate a bit.

"You don’t think I’m being inappropriate with several men, do you?"

Shen Yan turned back to look at Xiao Ling, "I have thought so."

One corner of Xiao Ling’s mouth twitched: "I’ve only ever stripped and kissed in front of your brother. Other men are like my brothers. Of course, sometimes we accidentally end up on the same bed, not in the way you think. We’re too injured to move, let alone think about anything else."

Shen Yan nodded understandingly: "I know what it’s like to live the life of a fugitive. I believe in you, and even more in my brother’s judgment."

Shen Zheng was unswayed by anyone, like Qin Ding Yue, yet Xiao Ling caught his attention.

"Actually, sometimes I really want to quit, but I’m deeply stuck in this life, and it’s hard to escape," Xiao Ling pulled out a bullet and threw it to the corner, then poured herself some alcohol.

Seeing her pour the final bit of alcohol, Shen Yan kept her face calm.

"My brother will help you."

"Your brother?" Xiao Ling gave a hollow laugh, pale-faced. "I don’t want him to get involved and get tainted by my troubles. He’s not suited for this circle. He should be the noble young master in Beijing, living in that tranquil and vibrant circle."

"You didn’t say that before."

"Ah?"

"I thought once you resolved this problem you would go back to find my brother."

"I never promised you that," Xiao Ling forced a smile: "Even if I had, there are too many uncertainties, and my thoughts may change with those uncertainties. Fickleness is a woman’s prerogative; don’t take everything so seriously."

Shen Yan: "So are you planning to give up on my brother now?"

"Not really, I’ve only ever liked him; how could I give up easily? But..." Xiao Ling’s gaze was complex as she stared at Shen Yan for a long while, "Shen Zheng needs to inherit the entire Shen Family."

"You’re worried the Shen Family won’t approve of you two?" Shen Yan thought of Gu Ting and Shen Zuo’s temperaments and said, "They don’t care about social status."

"Really? What about you and Mr. Qi then?"

"We are different," said Shen Yan.

"There’s no difference," sighed Xiao Ling as she dressed, "The old saying that ’like should marry like’ isn’t entirely without merit."

"We are modern people, not ancients," Shen Yan asserted firmly. "If you worry about this, I can persuade them."

Xiao Ling laughed suddenly: "The life isn’t yours to live, so why worry needlessly? Are you afraid your elder brother can’t find a wife?"

Shen Yan just hmm-ed.

"You, why run to a place like this alone, leaving your husband behind? Don’t tell me you are out here on business; I can tell that you didn’t come out here for work," Xiao Ling’s eyes suddenly sharpened: "It can’t be that those people are after you guys."

"It’s not."

"Fine, if you don’t want to talk about it, I won’t force you. But if you need help, just ask. Being alone out here, your brother must be worried about you."

Xiao Ling felt tired and moved towards the bed.

Considering the severe injury she had endured, her vitality and physical strength were impressive.

Shen Yan watched her fall asleep before going to wash up.

Afterwards, she stood silently outside the door, gazing into the night.

By the time Xiao Ling woke up the next day, Shen Yan was already gone; only a pile of food, medical supplies, and some clothes remained on the table.

"Gone?"

Xiao Ling frowned.

She walked to the table and saw the note that had drifted to the floor; it was from Shen Yan.

Shen Yan had left alone, asking her not to search, and to cherish Shen Zheng, giving themselves a chance.

Because true love is exceedingly precious!

"This Shen Yan, really is..." Xiao Ling grabbed the note, chuckled bitterly, pulled out her broken phone, and dialed Shen Zheng’s number several times before getting through.

It rang only once, and he answered immediately, his voice urgent.

Xiao Ling mustered a smile!