beloved does not come back

"Just go," Yu Lang let go, threw Han Tao who had fainted onto the bed, turned his head to look at Jiang Tianxiao, whose eyes were tearing apart: "Scared you?"

Jiang Tianxiao said tremblingly, "Window... door..."

"It's okay, just say He Sheng hit it."

He Sheng heard this, with an unbelievable expression on his face: "I hit it?! Yu Lang, do you have a conscience?!"

"Otherwise," Yu Lang's eyes skipped over Jiang Tianxiao and He Sheng one by one: "Among the three of us, who can knock out such a big hole in the window except you - I will bandage your head tomorrow, that's all. .”

He Sheng was silent for two seconds, pointed to Han Tao on the bed and said, "He suffered from epilepsy, he hit him."

Yu Lang nodded bluntly: "Alright." It seemed that He Sheng had stated a fact of course.

Jiang Tianxiao: "..."

"There is something wrong with this kid." He Sheng sighed, walked over and picked up Han Tao's collar: "Did you faint from fright?"

Yu Lang shook his head: "When I entered the door, I felt that he was wrong. I prepared Ye Tai San, so you can give him some antidote - tie him up first."

Jiang Tianxiao's back felt cold, and Yu Lang felt something was wrong when he entered the door!He feels nothing at all!

He Sheng quickly took out the hemp rope and tied Han Tao into a meat dumpling.

Yu Lang: "Do you have a lot of questions? I'll ask you all at once, and I'm going to clean him up later, so I don't have time to answer you."

Jiang Tianxiao looked at Han Tao and asked in a low voice, "What the hell is he going to do?"

"He's from Shen Yuanmen," Yu Lang said as he straightened his hair that had just been tousled by the gust of wind: "There were people from Shen Yuanmen outside just now, and now they're gone."

"Shen Yuanmen?!" Jiang Tianxiao's heart skipped a beat: "It's because of me again?"

"...Don't be nervous," Yu Lang raised his hand, seemingly hesitating for two seconds, and then stretched out his hand to help Jiang Tianxiao lick the hair on the top of his head: "There are both your reasons and our reasons. It is necessary to put in so much effort for you alone, after all, you are not the only one with talent, right?"

Jiang Tianxiao nodded, but his heart was still heavy: "Then why did they let Han Tao lie to us?"

"It doesn't necessarily lie to us completely. Liu Xiaopan's death should be true. After all, it's too difficult to fake a collective accident—it would be easier for Han Tao to lie about Liu Xiaopan's disappearance. I suspect Han Tao and Shen Yuanmen are..." Yu Lang winked at He Sheng in the middle of speaking.

He Sheng understood, walked to the bed, untied Han Tao's belt, and pulled off his pants.

Han Tao's thigh was exposed, and He Sheng grabbed his left ankle and lifted his left leg up.

Yu Lang took out a bottle of...nail polish from the hiking bag that He Sheng was carrying?He unscrewed the bottle cap and handed the vial to He Sheng.

He Sheng looked at the inside of Han Tao's left leg and shook the mouth of the bottle.

A puff of blue gas gushes out from the mouth of the bottle.

After half a minute, the gas slowly dissipated. He Sheng put down Han Tao's leg and put the vial away.

"What... does this mean?" Jiang Tianxiao was dumbfounded.

He Sheng: "People from Shen Yuanmen will tattoo a pattern on the inner thigh of their left leg. They use the juice of special herbs. It can't be seen normally. It can only be seen when the skin is in contact with the powder made from gentian flowers."

"He's not from Shen Yuanmen, that's right, Shen Yuanmen doesn't need to go around such a big circle - he and Shen Yuanmen probably have a cooperative relationship." Yu Lang said.

"Cooperation? Cooperation for what?"

"It's up to him to ask."

He Sheng held a small bottle in his hand, the kind that holds nail polish.

"Did you finish? I woke him up."

Yu Lang nodded.

A strange thought suddenly popped into Jiang Tianxiao's mind: Who used these nail polishes?

Yu Lang - Impossible.

Could it be He Sheng...

He Sheng, who is tall and strong with a bronze complexion, raised his little finger and painted nail polish...

Jiang Tianxiao twisted his arm severely, and drove away the hot-eyed thoughts with a burst of pain.

Han Tao quickly opened his eyes.

Yu Lang sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him leisurely: "If you say it yourself, I won't do anything. It's so late, it's not good to disturb others."

Han Tao pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Don't you cry when you see the coffin?" Yu Lang smiled faintly: "Jiang Tianxiao, go to the bathroom to avoid it—I'm afraid I'll scare you later."

Jiang Tianxiao: "..."

"Are you going to kill me?" Han Tao said hoarsely.

Yu Lang ignored him and looked at Jiang Tianxiao.

"I... I'm not afraid."

"alright."

Yu Lang took out a white stone that looked like a chess piece from his trouser pocket and put it in the palm of his left hand, closed his eyes, and made a complicated gesture with his right hand above the palm of his left hand.

After finishing the gesture, the white chess piece in Yu Lang's hand turned into a cloud of white powder mist, floating above his palm.

Then he turned his palm over and pressed the white powder mist on Han Tao's Adam's apple.

Han Tao stared and opened his mouth.

He couldn't make a sound.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Lang grabbed Han Tao's calf.

He held Han Tao's skinny calf with both hands, and twisted it neatly, only to hear a "click"——

Han Tao's face was grim, and two lines of tears flowed out quickly.

Yu Lang broke his calf abruptly.

Jiang Tianxiao backed away in fright, hitting his back against the wall with a "boom".

"You have lost the value of use. Even if you die here in a few days, Shen Yuanmen will not care about you anymore, understand?"

Han Tao was tied up by Wuhuada and rolled in pain on the bed.

"This is just the beginning - if you still persist." Yu Lang's hand grabbed Han Tao's other leg.

Jiang Tianxiao's breathing was stagnant.

Yu Lang didn't move.

He Sheng took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and turned on the speaker.

The phone was picked up, and there was a gnashing of teeth from the other end: "He Sheng!"

"It's me," Yu Lang said to the phone, "Whether Han Tao can live until tomorrow depends on your attitude."

"Our attitude?" The other party sneered: "Is our attitude meaningful to you?"

"That's right," Yu Lang glanced at Han Tao, and said, "Then I'll 'handle' him, is there any objection?"

"Up to you." After the other party finished speaking, he hung up the phone neatly.

Yu Lang smiled and said to Han Tao: "I'm going to 'deal' with you, do you have anything to say?"

Jiang Tianxiao couldn't help but yelled out: "Yu Lang!" Murder is against the law! ! !

However, Yu Lang ignored him and continued to say to Han Tao: "I'll give you a chance to speak, don't call, otherwise."

Yu Lang didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he said.

He pressed his right index finger on Han Tao's Adam's apple, and Han Tao suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood!

"You..." Han Tao's pupils trembled, "Can you also find ghosts?"

"Answer my question first, what are you doing in Liuzhou?"

"Look for... Liu, Xiao, Pan." Han Tao paused as he spoke, out of breath.

"he died?"

"...Dead, those, those people, said, he became a ghost, they... can help me find him."

"That's why you cooperated with Shen Yuanmen. They helped you find Liu Xiaopan, and you and they should work together to plot against us?"

Han Tao nodded, with a somewhat sad expression on his face.

Yu Lang looked at him for a while, then sighed softly: "Let's talk about you and Liu Xiaopan."

For the next hour, Han Tao talked intermittently about him and Liu Xiaopan...

What is it.

Not counting as a "romance", even the "past" seems hypocritical.

Something about him and Liu Xiaopan.

"The two of us are from the same village. When we were young, we went to elementary school, junior high school, and high school in the city. When we first entered high school, our grades were almost the same. Later..." Han Tao's eyes were empty, and he fell into long-term memories.

"He gradually stopped studying, but he didn't play around. He stuck to me every day. He stood with me when the national flag was raised on Monday. He followed me when I went to the bathroom between classes. He watched me do the problems... and then The college entrance examination, I got the first place in the whole school, went to Wuhan University, and he went to work."

"And then?" Yu Lang asked.

"Then, during the winter vacation of my freshman year, I met him again. There was a wedding in the village, and we both went. He drank and refused to walk on me, so I had to carry him back to my house to sleep for the night." Two lines of tears suddenly appeared in Han Tao's eyes: "He hugged me and cried, saying that he missed me a lot in the past six months, and that he likes me, the kind...men like women."

Jiang Tianxiao gasped.

In this way, it turned out to be like this.

"I didn't agree. I said he was mentally ill and called him a pervert. He got angry and left. Then there were nearly two years, and we had no contact at all. We just went home during the Chinese New Year and took a look from afar... Later, when I went out for an internship and went to Shenzhen, he didn’t know where he heard about it, so he ran to Shenzhen to find me.”

"Are you together?" Jiang Tianxiao couldn't help asking.

Yu Lang glanced at Jiang Tianxiao and said nothing.

"No, he said he didn't like me anymore, and I apologized to him. I said I was ignorant at the time, and I shouldn't call him a pervert. During that time, he was working in Shenzhen and often came to my dormitory to play with me. , took me shopping in Shenzhen, I had no money, so he used his salary to buy me clothes and take me to eat. I didn’t expect that the day before returning to Wuhan after the internship, he said that he liked me.”

"I... I guess I ran away. He is so kind to me. I don't hate him, but it's not like falling in love. I can't tell... After returning to Wuhan, I started to work on my graduation thesis, and then I went to graduate school. In this school, until he graduated from graduate school... In the past few years, he often sent me WeChat, text messages, and sometimes called me. At first I was very annoying and blocked him, but he always found a way to contact me without saying anything. He likes me because he cares about me very much. He reads the weather forecast in Wuhan every day and asks me how I am doing in Wuhan. I am bored or not. I gradually got used to it and chat with him. When I came home for the New Year, I and He stays with..."

Jiang Tianxiao: "..."

(seeking starfish)