like a dog

The night was thick, and there was a lot of snow on Changqing Road.

Han Xun took a look outside the wall and exhaled into his hands.He jumped onto the fence, stepped across the snow-covered lawn, and tiptoed into the balcony on the third floor.The house was pitch black, and there were only three people living in the huge villa, including the housekeeper. It was common for the lights not to be turned on at night.

He closed the balcony door, and the bedroom was suddenly as bright as day.

Han Zheng sat on a chair, computer headphones and magazines were scattered on the desk, and there was a piece of clothing on the floor.He sat at the table, out of place with the whole room.

"came back?"

Han Xun knelt down honestly: "Dad, I was wrong."

"Really?" Han Zheng took out a magazine and flipped through it, "What did Xiao Xun do wrong?"

Han Xun had a bitter face. Others usually yell at people by name when they get angry, but Han Zheng does the opposite.I usually call him Han Xun, but the angrier he is, the more affectionate he is.

"I went to a place I shouldn't have...caused something."

"anything else?"

Han Xun glanced at the messy floor, and there was a crumpled piece of chewing gum lying at Han Zheng's feet: "Um... littering?"

"anything else?"

Han Xun tried his best to recall: "And playing games all night."

After a while, he wiped out all the things he did behind Han Zheng's back in the past few months.Throwing away homework, hitting a classmate, and rushing to Qingying to meet friends.

Han Xun's waist and legs were sore, and he couldn't bear to kneel.But Han Zheng still didn't let go, he turned the pages of the book and asked if he had anything else.After Han Xun thought about it, there was nothing wrong with him, and he choked out a sentence for a long time: "I still... slept with someone without wearing a condom."

Han Zheng glanced at him, maybe because that's how he came here in the first place, and his father was very strict with him in this regard.

"Why not?"

"I forgot to bring..."

Han Zheng then asked, "Did you take any medicine afterwards?"

"Ah?" Han Xun rubbed his neck, "No."

Han Zheng sighed: "Where does she live? I'll ask Uncle Wen to deliver a box." He closed the magazine and took out his phone: "The bigger the more, the more inappropriate..."

"Dad, it's...really unnecessary!" Han Xun hurriedly held down Han Zheng's hand, and he had to let Uncle Wen, who took care of him, know about it, so he had no choice but to dig a hole in the ground.

Han Zheng looked at him with a frown, as if he had guessed half of it: "A boy?"

Han Xun nodded.

"Is it an Omega?"

"He's an Omega, yes..."

"That has to be eaten."

When Han Xun saw Han Zheng and wanted to call Uncle Wen again, his head hurt, "Dad really doesn't need it! Well, he's not...it's me!"

He stopped kneeling, and sat on the floor sullenly: "It's not him, it's me, it's not a woman, and it's not an Omega. You don't need to take medicine, so don't call me Uncle Wen!"

Han Xun yelled in one breath, and it took a while to hear Han Zheng laugh. "and you……"

"Dad, can you leave me alone for a while."

Han Zheng gave him a little time, but really let him be quiet for a while.He paused, then asked again: "Is it the friend you met at Qingying that day?"

Han Xun supported his forehead: "No."

Han Zheng stood up with a smile: "That's it." He pushed the chair back to its original position, patted Han Xun on the shoulder and said, "Clean up the room."

"Understood." Han Xun replied sullenly.

Han Zheng took the door and went out. As soon as the door was closed, Han Xun looked up at the door to confirm that he was far away before exhaling.He stood up and slapped his knees, refreshed.

Usually he is lawless and doesn't listen to Han Zheng very much.But in this kind of emergency, he will give in immediately, and then find another excuse to bypass the matter, and it will be safe if the topic is bypassed.

Try a hundred spirits.

Han Xun grabbed the clothes on the ground and stuffed them into the closet. He kicked off his shoes and threw them on the bed.

In the bedroom corridor, Han Zheng looked back at the light coming from under the bedroom door.Han Xun doesn't often live at home, and always goes out during the winter vacation.When he was there, there was some vitality, but when he was not there, the house was always quiet and lifeless.

But he is not at home, and there are benefits of not being there.

In the darkness, Han Zheng walked down the stairs and returned to the study on the first floor.He has lived in the house for more than [-] years, even if the lights are not turned on, he knows where the road is.

Many people don't like or even hate the dark, but he is quite used to it.After all, since there are days and nights, they have a reason for their existence.

Han Zheng opened the door and entered the study room. The lamp on the table was bright. He took off his watch and put it next to the pen holder. He said to Duan Qiwen who was standing in front of the bookcase, "Is it settled?"

"It's all ready."

Han Zheng removed the desk lamp, pressed on the cold solid wood tabletop, and the fingerprint scanner hidden under it confirmed the fingerprints, and the heavy bookcase quietly opened to both sides.

"If he comes down, you know what to do."

Duan Qiwen nodded, Han Zheng walked down the stairs behind the bookcase, and the bookcase closed slowly behind him.

Unlike inside the house, the underground passage is extremely bright.The wall is gray and cold, like a tunnel dug under the snow.Time also seemed to be frozen, passing extremely slowly.

He walked across the hallway and opened the door at the end of the corridor.The room, unlike the lack of warmth in the hallway, was surprisingly warm, with clean-lined furniture on a dark floor and a soft rug under the bed.There are doors on each side of the room, and there is even a window in the wall.

It's just that the lights behind the curtains are shining, not real stars or moons.

The man sat on the edge of the bed, all the blood on his body was cleaned off, and he changed into neat clothes.He lowered his head and said nothing, like a weightless stone sculpture, the gauze on his neck and hands made him pale without blood.

Han Zheng stretched out his hand to touch his face, but Lin Xun turned away blankly.Han Zheng's hand rested on his cheek, and he didn't stop, just raised his fingers and caressed his cheek like that.

Lin Xun's shoulders were tense, he closed his eyes and frowned, as if he was enduring the licking of a wild beast.

"You've lost weight." Han Zheng's fingers slid across the side of his neck, "He didn't take good care of you." Lin Xun stiffened his back, suppressed his breathing, and squeezed the hand supporting the edge of the bed even tighter.

"Where is Fu Rui?"

After being frozen in the snow for a long time, Lin Xun's voice was a little sandy.Han Zheng didn't answer his question, just caressed his skin blindly, as if examining an item.

"If you dare..."

"Kill him?"

Han Zheng pressed on his neck, the arteries throbbed under his hands, his Adam's apple rolled, his skin was warm, he liked the way he was suppressed and trembling.Disgusted, resisted, but had to resist.

"He's dead." Han Zheng replied casually, "Do you want to avenge him?"

Like a fire exploding in the dead silence, Lin Xun raised his hand to open Han Zheng's hand.

"It was you... who led him to the hospital."

As soon as he got agitated, he panted unsteadily, and from the moment he woke up, he couldn't exert all his strength.The pain in his hands was always exploiting him, giving him stinging sobriety and numbness.

He didn't believe that Han Zheng would do anything to Fu Rui. A living person is more useful than a dead person, but he hasn't used Fu Rui to threaten him so far, which means that Fu Rui should not be in his hands.

The worst possibility is that Fu Rui is still in Chongming Hospital, but even if that is the case, it is better than falling into Han Zheng's hands.

At least Han Xuan will have some scruples. He was merciless in eliminating other obstacles before, but he didn't kill Fu Rui, so he won't hurt his life this time.

"It was you back then," Lin Xun stared at him, more shuddering and disgusting than angry, "It was always...you."

As Lin You said, there were obviously so many mistakes and omissions at the scene back then, but after investigation, they were all dead ends.The planning was rough, but the aftermath was well done.He couldn't figure it out before, why the other party didn't make up his mind to do everything right from the beginning, but now he understood.

Because it was one person who did it, and another person who did the aftermath.

Han Zheng was still very young at that time, his age, insufficient means, and inexperience, so he left many flaws.But Han Lin was not. He helped him clean up the mess and clean up the traces.

That's why Han Lin completely ignored his explanation at the time. After all, if he cleared them of their suspicions, who would take the blame for his son?

In the face of true blood relationship, those irrelevant feelings can be abandoned if they say they are abandoned.

"Why do you want to involve him? Isn't one Guan Shan enough?" Lin Xun grabbed his clothes and shouted, his hands were shaking in pain and resentment, "How many people do you have to destroy to be willing..."

How old was he? 12 years old, not even puberty yet.Since when did he start thinking about him like this?He thought of the years when he was unguarded against him, and he felt chills all over his body.

"Is it just me?"

Han Zheng looked down at him, his composure now looked more like a kind of indifference.

"I'm not interested in that kid from the Guan family. It's not me, but you who implicated him. Fu Rui went to the hospital because you were there. He cared about you so he took the risk. Without you, they wouldn't be involved. "

Han Zheng held his hand, Lin Xun tensed his wrist and pulled his hand, no matter how neat the incision was, he broke a finger, and the pain caused him to turn pale with a little force.

"Zixun, we are accomplices. You are as guilty as I am."

Lin Xun's forehead was covered with cold sweat. Enduring the severe pain, he shook off his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "I am Lin Xun, not Han Zixun." His voice trembled, but his eyes were firm.

This person is not some precious jade, nor is it fragile porcelain, just a stone.Edged off, smashed to pieces, falling dull and dull into the dust.

But when he bit down, he still cracked his teeth.

"It's you who are guilty, not me. You watched me grow up and you know what I am. You can lock me up for a day, a month, a year, but I'm going to get out one day. As long as I'm alive, I still have a breath, and I will crawl out of here when I crawl."

Han Zheng shook his head: "You won't."

Lin Xun's eyes were tired and trembling with pain, but he still resisted him coldly.He used to smile at him too, soft and happy, all of which were revealed to him.

But why when he wanted to monopolize this light, he only got blunders and stubborn resistance, but that person could easily get what he wanted?

The same Alpha, the same greed, and the same selfishness.

In terms of first come, first come, he came first.

"You will be willing to stay by my side." Han Zheng pressed his shoulders and leaned over, "Because as long as you try to escape, I will pull your brother down to accompany you."

Lin Xun turned his head to look at him. After a few seconds of silence, he sneered and said, "I've already had an accident. Do you think they won't be on guard? If you dare to move the rest of the day, you will dig your own grave."

"Really? But no matter how wary they are, they can't protect your brother."

Han Zheng took out his mobile phone, and the image on the screen was projected onto the white wall behind Lin Xun.Those were several surveillance images, covering every corner of the room, even including the bathroom.

The picture facing the bed was enlarged in the center, and the boy was lying on the bed bored, playing with his mobile phone with his chin propped up.He yawned, rolled up his trouser legs and took off the wrist guard with the knife on it.

Lin Xun's breath was stagnant, even if it was just passing by, he recognized the knife.He didn't like guns before, but he was very interested in knives.This was his birthday present when he was 12 years old, and it was given to him by Han Zheng.

But at Guan's house at that time, the knife fell out of his hand during the struggle, and Yu Wen picked it up.He was pressed to the ground and watched him kneel in front of Guan Han and scratched his face with it.

So he will never admit it wrong in his life.

From the moment Han Zheng called out the monitor, Lin Xun felt a chill.It climbed up from the soles of his feet, eating away his remaining calm inch by inch along his skin, making him feel cold all over his body.

An extremely terrifying thought came out from under those cold, making his hair stand on end.

The person on the screen is unaware of this, lazily taking off his shirt and kicking off his pants.As he walked in front of the camera, a circular scar was clearly visible on his slender thigh.

It was the size of a coin, exactly the same as the one on his own lap.

Lin Xun stiffened his neck, and slowly turned his head to look at Han Zheng. He seemed to be looking at a monster, or a devil, holding a pair of skins, but the inside was all sticky and stinky black.

Han Zheng didn't respond to his gaze, he looked at Han Xun in the surveillance screen, as if studying one of his works.

"Because he's already with me."