Monster

Chapter 9 - Voyeurism

Unexpectedly, Sean, who looked thin, weak and frivolous, was a pretty reliable guy. He would come to the confinement room every day to show Feng Hua the day's photos, and sometimes would even thoughtfully take videos. If it was inconvenient, he would put the photos in the crack of the door and stick notes on them, as serious as a middle school student. Had the signal in the confinement room not been blocked, Feng Hua would've been able to see Feng Yeran's movements all the time.

October 6th

On this day, Sean went straight into the confinement room and took out a large stack of photos from an envelope. Most of them focused on two people. One was Feng Yeran, of course, looking fresh in his autumn clothes, and the other was a tall, unfamiliar man.

Sean proudly introduced that this man was called Xiao Zhijie, was a rich second generation, specialised in finance, and was expected to inherit the family business this time back in China. He and Feng Yeran had known each other since kindergarten, and were considered best friends. When Feng Yeran was hit hard in high school, he was the one who had always been by Feng Yeran's side, and whenever Feng Yeran got drunk in a bar, he was the one who carried Feng Yeran home. Feng Hua immediately remembered that Brother He had mentioned this man when he had gone to the bar with Feng Yeran before.

"I think this guy is a bit bent." Sean grinned evilly.

"Bent?"

"That's not straight."

"Speak human."

"You're still a child... Ah, okay, I'll say it. It's scary when you look at me like that. I'm saying that he's probably interested in Feng Yeran. You see... he always stares at Feng Yeran, smiles too gently, and constantly wraps his arms around Feng Yeran's waist... Eh, don't burn the photos!"

October 7th

On this day, it was inconvenient for Sean to come in, so he put the photos under the door.

From the photos, he could see that Feng Yeran did an experiment and wrote a report in the morning, went to a meeting in the afternoon, and then got into Xiao Zhijie's car. The two of them talked and laughed in the car, then climbed a mountain and walked into a cemetery. Feng Yeran placed a bunch of flowers in front of a grave and Xiao Zhijie put his arm around Feng Yeran's shoulder and whispered something. The owner of the grave was Feng Yeran's mother, Yao Yumei...

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October 9th

Feng Yeran was interviewed all afternoon this day, and his stomach began to ache on the road, so he came to Feng Hua in the evening. Feng Hua was happy. But, he kept going on and on about other people, like the journalist who interviewed him today, the person he admired, his good friend, and the woman he liked. Right, he said that after he was interviewed today, he met the woman he liked-Chen Xuan-at the company.

October 10th

On this day, Sean brought more material than usual, with various videos, recordings and photos. It turned out that Feng Yeran had attended his high school reunion today, and there were many unfamiliar faces there. Feng Yeran was smiling happily among those faces Feng Hua didn't recognise at all, and several women were sitting beside him. He had a radiant face.

Feng Hua opened a video and watched it. It was ten minutes long, and every second was torture for Feng Hua.

Chen Xuan, dressed in a long white dress, was sitting next to Feng Yeran. Today, she had long, fluffy brown curls, with light makeup, looking very young. She was talking with Feng Yeran, laughing with her mouth covered every now and then. There wasn't a hint of coldness at all, but rather some attentiveness.