allonlinenovel Chapter 181 The Locked Room
Chapter 181 The Locked Room
There was still no expression on Mei Ling'er's face. She raised her chin to signal Nan Jin to continue.
Nan Jin is an old fan of the live broadcast room. She stays at home every day with nothing to do and can only watch live broadcasts to pass the time. Linglingyao’s live broadcast room is one of the live broadcast rooms she often visits.
Master Ling’s fortune-telling is always accurate. Today she was finally chosen, and she must not waste this opportunity.
Nan Jin tried to cheer herself up, and surprisingly it worked. She held her head high and continued:
"My name is Nan Jin. My husband and I are childhood sweethearts. We grew up in the same compound. Our parents were good friends. Her mother got pregnant before mine, and when my mother got pregnant, they discussed arranging a marriage. No one could have imagined that our parents' beautiful wish would actually come true."
[This dog food caught me off guard. Master Ling, are you not going to do anything about it? ]
This makes me think this is a marriage destined by heaven. When these two were choosing their mother in heaven, they probably made an agreement. Even Mengpo soup couldn't stop them from continuing their love from their previous life.
[Lemons grow on the lemon tree, and under the lemon tree, you and I. Attention, everyone in the live studio, there's a lemon for everyone. Come and get one!]
[Such a beautiful relationship, but her husband has other thoughts. No wonder the young lady is so worried...]
Nan Jin saw this comment and subconsciously wanted to refute it:
"We were in the same class from childhood. Our parents participated in both of our college entrance exam applications, leaving my husband and I with little say. We ended up attending the same university, albeit in another province. I've had poor health since I was a child, and I'd often get sick.
"I grew up surrounded by my family, and they took care of me when I was sick. During my university years, it was my husband who took care of me. It was from that time that the relationship between us gradually changed."
For Nan Jin, Wu Zhenhao was just a friend she grew up with and the big brother next door at the beginning. She had no other thoughts about men.
But when she was alone and sick, he was the one who stayed by her side. She had never realized that he had such a gentle and considerate side before. Day by day, she gradually became dependent on men. At that time, she thought that because she was away from home, her emotional needs for Wu Zhenhao were higher.
However, during the winter vacation after the Spring Festival, they gathered with their high school classmates, and a girl actually confessed her love to the boy. The girl suddenly felt angry and a little aggrieved.
Everyone was making a fuss, but she was the only one who stood up and left.
On the cold street, the tip of the girl's nose was frozen red.
"Nannan, it's so cold outside, come in quickly!"
"I won't!" the girl said, about to burst into tears, but she held back her tears. "Did you accept the confession? I didn't expect she'd liked you for so long. But you're so outstanding, I guess you can't even count the number of people who like you on your ten fingers."
The man lowered his head and smiled without saying anything. Then he strode towards the girl and hugged her neck:
"You don't need ten. One is enough."
Whenever Nan Jin thought of that night, the corners of her mouth would curl up slightly, and her heart would be filled with ripples. She sorted out her emotions and continued:
"Young people's love is always passionate and hard to hide. Our parents on both sides soon discovered our relationship. They were delighted and felt that we were destined to be together. We got married right after graduation. I didn't worry about the wedding house or the wedding at all; my husband took care of it all. Friends who came to our house for housewarming always said that our decoration was so cozy, except..."
When talking about the house, Nan Jin's mood became obviously much lower, and there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.
"The only room in the attic was decorated by my husband as his private gym, in a modern black and white style."
The audience in the live broadcast room all noticed that when Nan Jin talked about that room, her expression became different and a little nervous.
"Is there anything strange about that gym?"
"I don't like exercise, and the gym is upstairs, so I usually don't go there. But one time, when I came back from my parents' home and wanted to discuss something with my husband, I went to the gym to find him, but found the door locked."
[There's something fishy! There's definitely something fishy!]
[Is there something valuable in the room, like a safe, that's why it's locked?]
[Yes, if she doubts her husband based on this alone, then she must be a bit narrow-minded.]
[Is this young lady a full-time housewife? She has nothing to do all day long and is always suspicious.]
……
Looking at the comments from netizens, Nan Jin pursed her lips tightly, looking aggrieved, as if she would burst into tears in the next second.
"No... I could understand locking the door when my husband wasn't in the room, but the next night I discovered he'd locked it! I gently turned the doorknob from outside, but it wouldn't budge, and from inside I could hear my husband's painful cries. I quickly knocked on the door, asking him to open it. The room instantly fell silent, but my fists were still waving in the air.
After several minutes, my husband finally came out. There were a few drops of blood on his shirt. I rushed forward to check his injuries, but he blocked my way with one hand and closed the door.
He explained that he was so engrossed in his workout that he didn't pay attention. He also said the room was full of his sweat odor and asked me not to go in.
That night, she kept her eyes closed and pretended to sleep. After the person beside her fell asleep with even breathing, she quietly lifted up their pajamas and checked them from belly to chest several times, but she didn't see a single wound.
"I thought it was just a coincidence, but not long after, my husband collapsed at home. I couldn't contact my family, and just as I was about to call 120, he suddenly woke up. I asked him to go to the hospital immediately, but he was unwilling. Finally, at my insistence, we asked the family doctor to come and treat him."
When Nan Jin said this, her eyes became redder.
"The doctor said... the doctor said my husband has a bad heart and it's best to go to the hospital for a checkup."
"What happened next? Did he go for a check-up?" Mei Ling'er asked.
"I went, and I brought back a checkup report that showed no abnormalities." Nan Jin's tone was filled with helplessness. "But the more normal it looked, the more abnormal it seemed to me. Because... I realized I haven't been sick in a long time. Although my face still looks a little pale, it really has been a long, long time since I was sick."
"I...I doubt..."