He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 255 The Childhood Sweetheart's Guide to Admitting Defeat (Part 5)

Before he could think about it, Zhou Yan put away his lunchbox, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and walked calmly toward the park across the street.

As I stood up, a small hand was tucked into the strap of my schoolbag.

Wen Yan blinked: "Where are you going?"

"walk around."

He noticed that Wen Yan only had a little bit of food left in her hand, so he guessed that she must have eaten enough. He took the lunchbox, closed it, and put it in his bag.

"I also need to go."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan didn't even look up. He zipped up his bag, slung the heavy-looking bag over his shoulder, and his youthful face revealed a mature coldness as he refused: "No."

Wen Yan pouted. If she didn't want to go, she didn't care.

So he let go, turned his head to one side, and grumbled, looking extremely angry.

Zhou Yan glanced at it a few times, remained silent for a moment, and then left.

Tancheng Waterside Park.

Zhou Min gathered her fluffy wavy hair and combed it into a low ponytail. Compared to her usual polka dot and bright red dress, she wore a simple and low-key dark gray outfit, using the tall tree branches to cover her figure.

It's like it, very much like it.

Their backs, figures, and temperaments are all identical, as if they were cut from the same mold.

Zhou Min clenched her teeth tightly, and tears began to well up in her eyes, filling them completely.

She finally found him.

It was worth the ten years she waited in Tancheng.

Zhou Yan was also breathing heavily with her. His gloomy, dead-like eyes were fixed on the man in front of him, his gaze flickering between light and shadow, revealing a cold-blooded madness.

Thanks to the care of Wen Yan's family over the past five years, Zhou Yan grew tall and strong very quickly. In a primary school where girls were generally taller than boys, he was more than half a head taller than the tallest girl in his class, and his posture was as upright as bamboo.

He quietly approached Zhou Min, whose eyes were fixed on the man, and she didn't notice anyone for a moment.

Zhou Yan raised the short stick and struck Zhou Min on the side of her neck, controlling the force so as not to kill her, but only to make her temporarily unconscious, and then hid her in the bushes.

He flexed his wrists, and in his dark pupils, a small flame of excitement flickered. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, making him look both crazy and eerie.

After failing to jump into the water tank, he quickly found another way to commit suicide.

If a person wants to die, there are plenty of ways.

As death drew near, he suddenly felt a deep sense of resentment.

The man who imprisoned him and kept him like a dog is still alive.

So he postponed his suicidal thoughts.

Now, he can finally drag that man down to hell.

My heart suddenly pounded, a long, dull thud, like a beast trapped in a drum, restlessly pounding the drumhead.

Zhou Yan's breathing became heavier, his eyes seemed to be filled with thick black ink, then dripped with blood-red pigment, his lifeless eyes were dark and gloomy.

It’s getting closer, very closer.

When they were still ten meters away from the man, something large moved swiftly beneath their feet.

Zhou Yan frowned slightly and turned to look.

Its short, thick limbs charged forward at high speed, leaving a trail of dust behind it. Its thick tail swung from side to side, severing tender trees close to the ground.

Is this—a crocodile??

Zhou Yan showed a rare look of astonishment, but not much fear. He simply squeezed the wooden stick in his hand with a hint of regret.

She died before that man, so she couldn't enjoy the pleasure of tormenting him.

The crocodile faced him head-on and charged forward.

Zhou Yan lazily lifted his eyelids, remaining motionless, letting the fish use him as a target.

The crocodile charged menacingly, then bypassed him and viciously ran to the man, pouncing and biting him.

A scream rang out, startling the flock of birds that were perched there.

Zhou Yan's cold expression cracked slightly, his cognition on the verge of collapse.

The crocodile bypassed him and went to bite the man.

He was a little stunned and didn't react for a moment.

Then, his hand holding the wooden stick was pulled, and the stick fell to the ground with a thud. He looked down and saw Wen Yan's clear eyes, which were now somewhat evasive.

She pulled him towards the bushes and crouched down to observe the situation.

Zhou Zhi was horrified when the crocodile pounced on him. His legs trembled as his pants were ripped open. The crocodile's sharp teeth bit his calf, then his thigh, and then his hand.

Zhou Zhi fainted from the pain.

As if it understood human nature, the crocodile paused for a moment, turned its pointed head, and looked at Wen Yan with its beady eyes, as if asking a question.

Then Wen Yan looked at Zhou Yan, asking in a questioning tone, "Are you going to kill him?"

A pure face, a devil's whisper.

Zhou Yan's mind exploded instantly, his emotions surging wildly, his throat felt like it was glued shut, and he managed to utter with difficulty, "This crocodile... listens to you?"

Wen Yan blinked and nodded matter-of-factly: "Yes."

Can she communicate with beasts?

On second thought, it makes sense, after all, he has been reborn.

Zhou Yan pursed his lips, glancing left at Zhou Zhi's blood-splattered gruesome state, then right at Wen Yan's innocent and naive eyes, his dark gaze strange.

The atmosphere was silent, a long silence.

"Oh~" Wen Yan understood and asked sincerely, "Are you going to drain his blood? Then should I bring Little Crocodile back?"

Their tone was as casual as if they were discussing what to eat today.

Zhou Yan was once again bewildered, his lifeless, deep eyes seemingly frozen.

After spending several years together, how come he didn't see her potential to become a troublemaker?

His only remaining sense of morality pulled him to speak, earnestly admonishing him: "Wen Yan, you can't kill people. Killing people is against the law."

"I know, I didn't kill him, Little Crocodile did."

One sentence left Zhou Yan speechless.

He felt it was necessary to salvage Wen Yan's precarious worldview.

Although his values ​​are completely shattered.

But that doesn't mean he's unaware of correct, positive values.

Zhou Yan steadied his voice, his usually deep and cold eyes unusually serious: "That's not right."

Wen Yan looked puzzled, pointed to Zhou Min who was unconscious not far away, then to the long stick in his hand, and even pulled out the sharp stone he had hidden in his bag. She asked sincerely, "But isn't this how you do it? I can help you."

Zhou Yan was shocked.

What shocked him even more was yet to come.

Wen Yan opened her innocent big eyes and said matter-of-factly, "Mom told me to learn from you."

She counted on her fingers: "First in the grade, Moral Character Award, Excellent Student... How could you possibly be wrong?"

Zhou Yan's mind was a jumbled mess of code.

So, ultimately, it was him?

In the end, Zhou Yan did not let Zhou Zhi die.

The grudges of the past life have already been settled, so whether they are settled sooner or later in this life makes little difference. But once one's values ​​are distorted, there is no going back.

Like him.

He first had Wen Yan control the little crocodile, then he went to find the teacher.

Helpless, Wen Yan tugged at his clothes, her eyes brimming with tears: "Will Little Crocodile die?"

Zhou Yan remained silent, wanting to say something to comfort him and say no, but that would be a lie.

If a crocodile bites someone, they will definitely be killed.

His silence speaks volumes.

The little crocodile whimpered, its four thick legs took a step back, its large, pointed head drooped, and tears fell instantly.

Wen Yan ran over to the little crocodile, her eyes trembling, feeling wronged and distressed.

But those watery eyes were still looking at Zhou Yan, and the trust and reliance in them surprised Zhou Yan.

Never mind, it's for his sake too, and besides, Zhou Zhi can still be saved.

So he said with a stern face, "I can save it, but you must listen to me..."

"Okay, I'll definitely be a good boy and listen to you."

Zhou Yan: "..."

He didn't mean it was a headache.

Thinking that she was still young and there was still time to correct her, I forced myself to calm down, hid the little crocodile, and then calmly and methodically handled all the aftermath.

But where should we hide the baby crocodile?

Looking at the enormous crocodile with its sharp claws and tough, unbreakable scales.

Zhou Yan closed his eyes and felt his vision go black.

With no other option, they had to take a shortcut, avoiding people, and temporarily house the crocodile in their own home.

Fortunately, cameras were not widespread in the 1990s, which saved a lot of trouble.

He took a shortcut and ran back, still breathless. Before he could catch his breath, he looked at Zhou Zhi lying on the ground. He was as still as a dead man, but thankfully he was still breathing.

So they immediately called for help to rescue the person.

After all that effort, the autumn outing was long over.

However, since the incident involved a crocodile attack, Zhou Yan would inevitably have to be questioned by the police in order to find the crocodile.

From beginning to end, Zhou Yan completely absolved Wen Yan of any responsibility.

According to him, Wen Yan had been with her classmates the whole time. He said he came looking for her after seeing his mother, and Zhou Min happened to be there, so his reasoning seemed reasonable.

When Zhou Min woke up, she saw Zhou Zhi covered in blood. She was stunned and, feeling guilty, she accepted Zhou Yan's explanation.

Everything seemed to be resolved. The police wouldn't keep questioning the child, so they focused their questioning on Zhou Min, the adult.

Zhou Yan was able to go home and, in the dark, send the baby crocodile away.

As soon as I opened the door, I met Wen Yan's eyes. She was squatting next to the little crocodile, dozing off.

When she saw him, her eyes lit up. She came over and tugged at his sleeve, her eyes sparkling. By the moonlight, he could see a deeper dependence and trust in the girl's eyes than ever before.