Your Highness always wants to attack me

Chapter 189 Shooting Your Heart (17)

At this moment, there was a rhythmic knock on the door.

Minghe's footsteps paused, and after a few seconds of stunned, he rushed forward and opened the door.

The people outside the door were taken aback by his agitated action: "Brother?"

Seeing Ming Cen standing outside the door intact, the tension in Ming's heart suddenly relaxed a bit, but his expression was still heavy.

"Xiao Cen, come in first." Ming or turned sideways and said to Ming Cen.

Xiao He tactfully exited the room again, leaving space for the two brothers and sisters.

Ming Cen sat down on the single sofa on his right, and called him again, with a clean and cold voice: "Brother."

Ming or glanced at her legs quietly without any obvious shaking. He looked away and sighed slightly: "Xiao Cen, do you know Mr. Wen?"

There was no way he could avoid talking about it.

Ming Cen nodded: "I know."

"Since it's already a fact, I won't ask how you two met anymore. But Xiao Cen, you have to be careful about Wen Ye." Ming or frowned slightly, rubbing the center of his brows in distress, "He's not a good person. , I'm afraid he has ulterior motives in getting close to you."

Ming Cen was taken aback, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "Because his people walk with He Yaoyan frequently?"

"How did you know??" Ming was shocked, the shock in his eyes was overwhelming, "Xiao Cen, are you checking him too?"

The mobile phone was played like a flower between his slender fingers. Mingcen raised his eyebrows: "I know more than this."

Ming or Chang's eyelashes drooped, and he was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled: "That's right, my sister is so smart, it's hard to hide it."

His voice was a bit bitter, and he clasped his hands on his lap: "I'm sorry, Xiao Cen...I just didn't dare to tell you because I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to accept it for a while."

Ming Cen raised his eyes, and suddenly asked: "My brother's manager Su Xu used to be named Chen, right?"

"Huh?" Ming or looked up at her, nodded in a daze, "yes."

But soon he realized: "Do you still know Su Xu?"

Ming Cen got straight to the point: "I've known you earlier than my brother, before... I asked him to bring you into the circle."

Ming or was shocked by his sister's words, and his whole body froze in place like plaster: "...what, what?"

"I've always known about my brother's entry into the circle. I don't blame my brother, and I won't be angry." Ming Cen said softly, "I don't like this circle, but what I dislike even more are the shady methods in it. "

"Brother, I'm only worried about whether those dirty methods will be used on you when you enter the circle."

"You won't hurt me. My brother must have a reason for doing this."

After a pause, Ming Cen frowned slightly, and his amber eyes were as bright as stars: "Brother likes to sing, then sing. If you want to avenge your parents, then do it. At least now we are not I'm a fish at the mercy of others, and I will always stand by your side."

My brother's little Cen has grown up, and is no longer the child who always needs to be coaxed by his brother to sleep well.

I will try my best to protect you.

Just like my elder brother carried everything in front of me without hesitation.

"So...you know everything?" Minghe's hands trembled slightly, his voice was hoarse and unbelievable, "You won't hate me...for touching the thing you hate the most?"

...Don’t you hate me for betraying you?

I clearly know your taboo, but I still touched it regardless.

Xiao Cen, why are you always so soft-hearted?

Why be so nice to the man who killed your parents?

Really... worth it?
His chest seemed to be stuffed with cotton, and he was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe. His heart was beating heavily, and with countless shackles, he was trapped in place.

When he was young, he had dreamed about the day of the bad news countless times in the middle of the night, and after waking up, he couldn't sleep anymore.

If only he could endure it a little longer that day and get through the beating and scolding of that woman.

If he hadn't made that phone call that day and cried to his father for help.

Wouldn't they... be dead?
He killed his father and Ming Cen's mother.

That gentle and beautiful woman.

In the past, every time he went to his father's house, she would always call himself "Little Or" very affectionately, and then eat the cakes she made for herself.

It was a tenderness he had never seen in his own mother.

A memory like a dream.

But everything was screwed up by him.

After that "accident", all the tenderness became the shackles in his heart, which locked his past and sealed his future.

Has been parked in place.

Always stay in the dark.

When he inadvertently learned that the car accident was caused by man-made, the cloud of prey that had been suppressed for several years surged like a tide in the night.

Breeding, breaking buds, becoming seedlings, entrenched.

The last shot got out of hand.

Such behavior may be atonement, it may be to free oneself from the shackles.

But what is clear or extremely firm up to now is that it is good to let him do this kind of dirty thing by himself.

My sister is different.

She is someone who lives in the sun.

She should have lived a carefree life.

The man's spine is bent, and the black hair hangs down, making it difficult to see the emotion in his eyes.

a long time.

"elder brother."

The girl's voice sounded slowly, and she seemed to be sighing helplessly: "It's not that I can't pass this hurdle, it's you, it's you who refuse to let go."

"It's not your fault," she said.

That was the crime He Yaoyan committed.

"Even if there wasn't that car accident back then, there would have been other accidents." Ming Cen sat over, hugged his silent brother, and said softly, "It just happened to happen, it's not your fault."

Even before your life was in danger, you were still blaming yourself for failing to protect me.

But I know, brother, you have tried your best and done everything you can.

In the end, he died in the hands of Chaos.

And now you don't have to blame yourself, the sins of others should not be borne by you.

It's not your fault.

The body of the person in his arms froze suddenly, and Ming Cen patted him on the back lightly: "Brother, I will never blame you, everything... Let's solve it together."

No one is alone.

After half an hour.

He finally responded softly: "Okay."

　I have a wish, I want a software that can help me code words, so that I will no longer be bald, so that I will no longer be afraid (ω)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)