After being scumbag with the paranoid villain, I failed to escape

Chapter 56 The Secret of Fear of Thunder

"Lou Muggle?"

She and Lou Huai were the only ones in the couch room. If it wasn't her who made the noise, it must have been him.

But what happened, and why was there such a big movement?

When Bujie headed towards the place where the noise came from, another muffled thunder crashed, which shocked Zuo Weiyue's heart.

It's almost noon now, but the sky outside is dark as if it's nighttime.

There were no lights in the room, and her vision was dim, so Zuo Weiyue was unable to find Lou Huai immediately.

It wasn't until she searched the house several times that she saw a young man huddled with his knees in a hidden corner, his face unclear.

Beside him, there was a touched vase lying quietly. It seemed that the loud noise just now was caused by this thing.

"Lou Muggle, what are you doing sitting here?"

Zuo Weiyue stepped forward and knelt down, wanting to see his face hidden in the darkness.

But when she got closer, she realized that it was too dark, and she could only see his exposed red lips, while the upper half of his face was completely obscured by a burst of shadow.

She had no choice but to use some weak magic power. As she murmured, a faint blue light appeared on the tip of her right index finger, illuminating her own fair face. When she was a child, she also let her see

The current situation of Qing Louhuai.

A lot of cold sweat broke out on the young man's forehead, his phoenix eyes became a little hollow, and his body was still trembling slightly.

If it weren't for the fact that there were no snakes here, Zuo Weiyue would have thought that he had some kind of stress reaction.

"Lou Muggle, what's wrong with you?" Zuo Weiyue poked his arm and moved closer, trying to see the expression on his face clearly.

As she came closer, the faint milky fragrance emanating from her penetrated Lou Huai's nose, allowing him to finally regain some consciousness.

He looked in front of him with a confused expression. Under the faint blue light, the girl's green eyes were looking at him worriedly.

He shook off the bad memories in his mind, forced himself to stand up, and lied hoarsely: "It's nothing, I just felt a little tired suddenly, so I wanted to sit down and take a rest."

After Zuo Weiyue listened, a look that was hard to explain appeared on her face.

Did he think she was a fool? Whoever took a break found such a hidden corner and squatted down directly. Looking at the knocked over vase, you can guess that he must have been in a hurry before.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like what he said.

Lou Huai had no intention of dealing with her anymore. When he walked to the bed with empty steps, the memories related to the past in his mind were like duckweed floating in the water, and he could not suppress them no matter how hard he suppressed them.

"Mother, I'm afraid. The child knows that it's wrong, please don't lock the child here, okay?"

"Rumble"

Under the loud thunder, the little Lou Huai was locked in a house with a broken roof. The rain outside and the dull thunder could easily get in.

After crying and banging on the door to no avail, he could only find a corner where he could barely hide from the rain, shivering and listening to the continuous thunder outside, with tears in his eyes.

He was just afraid of thunder and wanted to go to his mother for comfort.

Could this be something he did wrong?

As soon as the scene changed, the memory came to the end of the five consecutive days of claustrophobia. He had been tortured by the thunder and his face was as pale as paper. In addition, during this period, he only ate sour vegetables and sour rice sent by his servants, and it was difficult to maintain his sanity.

when.

The woman he admired looked at him from above, looking at him looking as miserable as a dead dog. Not only did she not feel any guilt or distress in her eyes, but there was also a clear sense of joy in her eyes.

She heard him say: "Little beast, if you dare to rush in front of me or even get close to me without my consent next time, it will be more than just claustrophobia."

The woman said, squatting down and getting closer to him, and continued in a voice that only she and he could hear:

"To me, you are just a child that I don't put my expectations and hopes into. Your birth was a mistake. If you do it next time, I will kill you directly!"

The woman grabbed his neck and lifted him up, her eyes full of murderous intent, and it didn't look like she was joking.

"Lou Muggle, Lou Muggle, what are you thinking about? Why did you come up to bed without taking off your shoes?"

Zuo Weiyue waved her left hand in front of Lou Huai, pulling him out of that gloomy memory.

He lowered his dark eyes and looked down her line of sight. He realized that it was indeed after that. Just as he was about to take off his shoes and clean the mattress, there was another burst of thunder outside.

At this moment, the tip of Zuo Weiyue's right index finger was still shining with the ball of light that she had lit up with her magic power. Therefore, she could clearly see that at the moment of the thunder, Lou Huai's face, which had regained some color, was like faded paper.

Not only did he become pale, he also subconsciously shrank inward.

Seeing this, she didn't care that Lou Huai had made the mattress even more dirty. She frowned and sat next to him, held his face in her hands, and looked into his stern eyes: "What's wrong with you? Isn't that right?

Are you hiding something from me?"

Although she didn't get along with Lou Huai for too long, she could roughly tell something was wrong from his strange behavior.

At this time, there was another burst of thunder outside, which made Lou Huai's eyelashes as thick as crow feathers tremble slightly, and his head wanted to shrink back.

Only then did she guess a possibility.

"You're not afraid of thunder, are you?"

He was afraid of snakes before because he had a bad experience, so will this thunder also

Lou Huai didn't give her a chance to think deeply. He broke away from her hands holding his cheeks, stepped back a little, and said in a hoarse voice, lowering his eyes, "I'm not afraid."

What he was afraid of was never the thunder.

It was the bad past that he was always forced to recall after the thunder sounded. Those bad memories were like countless pairs of hands gripping his neck, making him feel stuffy, panicked, and even dizzy.

Seeing this, Zuo Weiyue kicked off her embroidered shoes, stepped forward, and knelt down in front of Lou Huai again.

Judging from this posture, if Lou Huai doesn't give her a satisfactory reply, she won't give up.

After a long time, Lou Huai was finally defeated first.

He looked intently at the cloud patterns embroidered on the quilt, and said the facts in a dumb voice: "When I was a child, I was imprisoned by my own biological mother on countless thunderstorm nights."

"So every time there is thunder, I will think back to these past events."

When Zuo Weiyue heard that it was indeed the bad possibility she had guessed, she pursed her lips, reached out to hold his slightly trembling hand, and suddenly asked him: "Then what were you thinking about at that time?"

"What?"

"When you found her in a thunderstorm, what did you want to ask for from her?"

Alas, our poor goose.

(End of chapter)