Chapter 35: Nothing to Do with Love, Only Wanting to Possess

In the top-floor suite of Sheng Tang, Situ poured a glass of water and placed it in front of Sheng Yu.

The man loosened his tie and tossed it casually onto the sofa armrest.

The doctor, dressed in casual clothes, handed over the sorted Medicine, and fearing this master might lose his temper, said with a strong desire to survive: "Yu Shao, this is the last dose of Medicine."

"Mm." Sheng Yu took it expressionlessly, tossed it into his mouth, and picked up the glass to gulp down some water.

Seeing him take the Medicine, the doctor felt a sense of relief and handed a bottle to Situ, "If you feel something is not quite right next time, taking this Medicine can provide some relief."

However, two years had already passed since his last episode.

As long as no one mentioned the great fire from back then or his mother in front of Sheng Yu, his condition could be controlled almost perfectly, making him no different from an ordinary person.

Situ had told him about the situation this time, so it was no wonder he had an episode.

"But I heard from Situ that the duration of your episode this time was relatively short; that is good news."

He remembered clearly the state Sheng Yu was in after his episode two years ago.

In that room with the curtains drawn tight, there were drops of dark red blood on the bed and the sofa; the scene of the incident could be described as brutal.

It was said that the girl was a friend from Sheng Yu's circle, and although she promised Sheng Yu she would act as if nothing had happened, Sheng Yu still sent her abroad after that incident occurred.

That was the third time he had an episode after his mother's accident, only in the previous two, he had once driven his car into someone and once slaughtered a boxing gym.

That day, the girl had accidentally broken into his room.

But this time...

Sheng Yu set down the glass, lit a cigarette, and with his peripheral vision sweeping across the faces of Situ and the doctor, he said calmly: "I was stunned by someone with electricity."

And it wasn't just once.

Situ did not change his expression.

Dr. Qiao tried hard to remain expressionless, but still revealed a trace of shock and disbelief, "No wonder..."

The man opposite slowly raised his eyes.

He hurriedly changed his words and said: "Yu Shao, what I mean is that although this method is effective, it cannot be used again; you are very likely to be in danger of losing your life if you receive an electric shock while in an episode."

"I want to be shocked?" Sheng Yu bit down on his cigarette.

Dr. Qiao was sweating profusely, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Fortunately, Sheng Yu did not get angry, but only asked him: "You said that what I do after an episode is driven by desire?"

Dr. Qiao nodded, "Yes, Yu Shao."

Sheng Yu leaned his head back against the sofa and slowly exhaled smoke; outside the window was the city's brilliant neon, yet it could not shine into those deep, dark eyes.

He had desire for Zhu Yuan.

From the moment Lu Huaizhan introduced Zhu Yuan to him, the first time he saw her, he had the desire to possess her.

It had nothing to do with love.

He only wanted to possess.

After Zhu Qi's post-operative condition stabilized, Zhu Yuan returned to the Theater; she had been busy rehearsing for the past two days, and today she was finally going to officially take the stage.

Because Li Jie was on leave, this lead role was Zhu Yuan's.

In a private room on the second floor of the theater.

Yuan Fengye looked at Sheng Yu several times, wanting to speak but hesitating, until Sheng Yu picked up his teacup, "When did you pick up such a bad habit? If you have something to say, just ask."

"Yu Ge."

Yuan Fengye was almost suffocated, "When did you become so interested in theater?"

Once or twice, he wasn't used to it at all.

"Cultivating one's character."

Cultivating one's character?

Yuan Fengye didn't have such refined interests; watching a play was so boring, it would be better to go find someone to drink with or call a few pure girls to have some fun.

Today was the weekend, and he had called Sheng Yu to ask if he wanted to drink; Sheng Yu told him he was at the Theater over the phone, so he came running, but the more he watched, the less he could sit still.

He glanced at the stage and raised an eyebrow, "Yo, it's the little sister-in-law's play again today."

Speaking of Zhu Yuan, Yuan Fengye suddenly remembered something, and he leaned close to Sheng Yu, "How come I seem to have heard that the little sister-in-law has been close to that person from the Pei Family recently, and I even heard some bad rumors."

Sheng Yu drank his tea and slowly raised his eyes to look at Zhu Yuan, who was wearing a dark green cheongsam with dark patterns on the stage.

Today was a play set in the Republic of China era; she wore a retro hairstyle, which made her already exquisite and charming face look even more alluring, and her swaying slender waist moved gracefully; the men in the audience were staring with wide eyes.

"Clatter."

Yuan Fengye's little mouth was chattering away, but suddenly he only heard the sound of a teacup hitting the table, and tea spilled all over the floor.

He looked at Sheng Yu's tightened mouth in shock, realized he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly said: "Yu Ge, I know these are all groundless; how could the little sister-in-law get close to someone from the Pei Family? Everyone knows the Pei Family and the Lu Family are at odds."

"What Pei Family?" Sheng Yu said with a cold face.

Yuan Fengye shouted internally, 'Good grief,' it turned out that after he had been talking for so long, Yu Ge hadn't heard a single word.

He waved his hand, "It's all just rumors spread by those people; you know that beautiful people easily attract rumors, and someone as beautiful as the little sister-in-law is even more prone to being gossiped about."

Yuan Fengye didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore and followed Sheng Yu to look toward the stage.

Now there were only Zhu Yuan and a male actor left on stage.

Zhu Yuan's character was named Chunzhi, and the male actor's character was named Wangqing.

The stage lights gathered on the two of them; in the plot, the two were embracing, and Wangqing held Chunzhi's face, unable to restrain himself from lowering his head to kiss her.

Yuan Fengye gasped, "It's a good thing Zhan Ge left early, otherwise he would be angered to death; what man can stand his own woman acting in intimate scenes with another man."

Sheng Yu lowered his head to light a cigarette, and the clear white smoke spread out.

His gaze swept gloomily toward the stage lights that were gradually dimming, until the two people on stage could no longer be seen, and a cold, ambiguous sneer hung on his lips.

After Zhu Yuan took her curtain call, she returned backstage and sat in front of the vanity mirror to remove her makeup; the whole dressing room was lively, with everyone talking about how good the response to the play Zhu Yuan had just performed was, and some audience members had even sent flowers and flower baskets in.

The phone lying face down on the table chimed once.

She took the time to pick it up and look while taking the hairpins out of her hair.

It was a text message.

A number with no saved name.

The content was only two words: Back door.

Her movements of taking down her hair paused, and her heart skipped a beat, causing her cheeks to flush.

Did he come today?

That day, after she faked crying in front of him and spoiled his mood, she returned to the hospital to finish that phone call; the two of them had not been in contact for these past few days.

She had intimate scenes in this play, and although they used camera angles and didn't actually kiss, she felt inexplicably guilty the moment she was on stage.

Subconsciously, she looked toward the audience.

The front row was full of people, but he was not there.

Yet, she felt that these two words were filled with anger; through the screen, she could almost see Sheng Yu's face, which could turn cold at a moment's notice.

She hurriedly removed the decorations from her hair, stood up, and headed toward the back door.

After taking only one step, she saw the cheongsam she was wearing and remembered how she had gotten into Sheng Yu's car before, and how he had been under surveillance.

Not many people were wearing cheongsams in today's play, and the dark green of hers was too conspicuous; if Sheng Yu was being watched, she would be exposed.

Thinking this, Zhu Yuan hurriedly went to the dressing room to change out of the clothes, and only then did she rush toward the back door.