Zhu Lan is dead

The corners of his eyes were wet with sweat, and even his vision began to become blurred.

Once upon a time, he was also taught like this, he didn't learn his skills well, but he only knew how to make trouble out of nothing, play and play, and when the fate fell into the hands of others and he couldn't help himself to make decisions, he should know that kind of selfishness And where does the fear outside come from.

It's just that that person is just like him, a bastard who can be looked down upon by others, but that person is still stronger than him, ten thousand times stronger, so strong that when facing death, he can still rush forward without hesitation, even refusing to look back , and bury everything about himself with his own hands.

But he can't, he's afraid, he's been afraid of pain and death since he was a child, not to mention life and death, if he was asked to kowtow three times to others in order to admit defeat, he would be willing to call him grandpa.

Anyway, it is not the first time that I have been scolded as a spineless and irresponsible idiot since I was a child.

However, now he doesn't want to bow his head and admit defeat at all. Being a grandson is easy, but it will be humiliating. That person has been cowarded all his life, but he has never shrunk half his head in the matter of life and death. Come alive?

"It's a pity to save your life, but it's a pity to kill you..." Lin Jiangzhuo leaned closer to him, the look in his eyes mixed with the bloody smell he was familiar with.

"I want to save your life and torture you slowly, but you are a dog with an owner after all. If you suddenly disappear, I'm afraid I will take unnecessary trouble!"

His jaw was almost shattered into powder in Lin Jiangzhuo's hands, and Ye Fan was sweating from the pain, but fortunately he couldn't speak, otherwise he might not be able to help but beg for mercy.

That would be really embarrassing...

"Fengzhu?" Lin Jiangzhuo tilted his head and looked aside at the man lying on the ground pretending to be dead.

Before the words were finished, the man who was still motionless just now ran over with some dog legs. Although his face was pale and the wound on his waist was bleeding, he still had a smile on his face.

"Press him, since he can't be killed or cut, I'll teach him a lesson and cut off his fingers!"

"Ah?" Ji Fengzhu looked surprised, looked back and forth hesitantly: "There's no need to be so ruthless..."

Lin Jiangzhuo was too lazy to talk nonsense, "If you don't want to, you can leave immediately."

"Okay, I'll press!"

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Ye Fanji's arm, spread his five fingers and spread them flat on the ground.

The boy's fingers are naturally slender and slender, and the joints are clearly defined, which shows that they have hardly been honed.

Lin Jiangzhuo pulled out the blade with a smile, his eyebrows were curved, and he was as charming as a blooming peach blossom. He twirled the dagger lightly between his fingers, and finally stuck it next to the palm of his left hand, "That's right. , forgot to tell you one thing!"

"I heard that your lord has been with a handsome young man recently?" Lin Jiangzhuo looked at him frivolously, with meaning in his words, "the two are inseparable and intimate..."

"..."

Ye Fan looked at him with a calm expression, he naturally knew what Lin Jiangzhu wanted to say, it was nothing more than some nonsense to sow discord, he couldn't help but sneered in his heart.

Lin Jiangzhuo tilted his head, as if he knew what he was thinking, "I know what you want to say, don't worry, your expression has already told me the answer..."

"..."

"Silly boy, human eyes are the most deceptive, you believe it, right..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Jiangzhuo directly crushed the entire blade. The blade was smooth and could break hair. With a little force, the flesh was cut open. With another force, the bone was already visible.

Ye Fan leaned against the wall with few words to say, his strength was almost exhausted, he was so tired that he just wanted to close his eyes and have a good sleep, no matter what he did.

"Uh……"

Just when he thought that he would lose his fingers from now on, and even eating candied haws would become a major problem in his life, Lin Jiangzhuo's face suddenly changed in front of him. He covered his mouth and retched continuously.

Ji Fengzhu on the side was also dumbfounded, and he didn't react for a while, but Ye Fanji had already started quietly, picked up the dagger and stabbed Lin Jiangzhuo in an instant.

Lin Jiangzhuo was feeling disgusted at this moment, he didn't care about Ye Fanji's actions, but Ji Fengzhu was clever and risked his life to block him, Ye Fanji didn't have much strength himself, When he slashed over with the knife, he just poked a big hole in the guy's sleeve, and then Ji Fengzhu thought that he had lost his arms and legs, so he yelled, and quickly helped Lin Jiangzhuo up, ignoring his words and struggles. , and hugged him out by the waist.

*

The wind and rain in the teahouse finally stopped, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Ye Fan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, only to realize that he was already drenched in sweat, and his body was also bone-piercingly cold.

Standing up unsteadily while leaning on the wall, he didn't have time to care about the wound on his body before he staggered out.

When he arrived at the teahouse panting heavily, Yu Changqi realized that he was late, the tables and chairs in the teahouse were a little messy, and the guy who had been hiding upstairs because of the fight and dared not make a sound was now tidying up in the teahouse It was a mess.

Yu Changqi glanced at it, but felt inexplicably restless in his heart. He approached one side of the wall, reached out to pick up the dagger on the ground, and part of the blood stained on the floor, feeling something bad in his heart.

Logically speaking, there must be no reason for people like Lin Jiangzhuo to be injured. Although he had never fought against him, he knew the details of this person. As for Ye Fanji, he obviously suffered a disadvantage.

In that case, the only possibility is that he was injured.

His brows were deeply frowned unconsciously, and his eyes were filled with emotions that even he himself hadn't noticed, but he had no time to distract himself from the cause of that emotion.

"My lord..."

The waiter in the teahouse looked at his back and said hesitantly.

Yu Changqi turned around, "Do you know where the injured person went?"

The guy hesitated and said: "I think he was seriously injured, I didn't dare to stop him, he has already walked out..."

"..."

*

The cold wind hit his face in bursts, and only after coming out for a while did he feel a bone-chilling cold surrounding his body.

Ye Fan couldn't help shivering from the cold, and felt that his body was terribly uncomfortable. The wound on his finger was itchy and painful immediately when the cold wind blew, but he didn't dare to stretch out his hand to grab it, so he had to endure the pain and walk. He leaned against a corner and sat down to inspect the injury.

Facing the faint light, he took a few close glances, only to realize that Lin Jiangzhuo was really cruel and merciless, his fingers were deep enough to see the bones, and the cut skin and flesh collapsed directly, and the blood flowed all over his hands, but he had almost been drained by the wind. Dry.

He stretched out his hand and tore off the inner lining of the hem of the inner robe, hurriedly wiped off the blood on his hand, and bandaged it up after simply stopping the bleeding.

According to his current state of embarrassment, there is no way to go back. If Zhou Huaiqi sees him like this, he will have to treat him coldly again. As for Liang Ke, there is no need to go back and give him a chance to sneer.

It was only when his breathing calmed down slightly that he realized that his eyes had become moist at some point. He squeezed his sleeves and wiped them with some disappointment, but felt that the soreness in his eyes became more and more uncomfortable.

He is not a person who likes to cry, but Naihe just can't stop it now, the grievance in his heart is like a flood that has been opened, and it can't stop churning.

Lin Jiangzhuo's words also lingered on the tip of his heart. Yes, he was right. He really believed it. Even though Yu Changqi couldn't let go of the past and never smiled at anyone, it didn't mean that no one would choose to follow him. beside him.

If that person is willing to open his heart and try to accept others, in terms of his own conditions, it is inevitable that no one will take the initiative to throw himself into his arms.

What's more, when I followed him back then, didn't that person say anything?Thinking about it now, Yu Changqi was just being nice to people habitually, or he was just the shadow of another person from the beginning.

Without any further hesitation, he leaned on the wall and stood up. The cold wind poured down, as if he was submerged in the icy lake and was at a loss.

As soon as he turned around the corner, he suddenly saw a bright red color coming out of the teahouse he had been in just now.

Ye Fan was startled for a moment, his eyes widened slightly, and he looked at the familiar figure in disbelief.

After confirming that I had seen the right person, I couldn't help but feel strange. It is very cold now, and at night, there are basically no people on the street. Now this person appears here...

Before the next thought could germinate, the figure in his sight suddenly turned around and looked towards him as if he had sensed something.

Ye Fan rushed into the corner immediately with a few jitters, the hairs all over his body exploded as if stimulated, his heart beat like a drum, but he felt that the scene in front of him was really familiar.

*

The blood stained by the fingers rubbed against the palm of his hand little by little. Looking back, the corner of the alley was cold, and the emptiness in his heart seemed to melt into fragments of light and shadow.

I didn't know what I was expecting, looked at the cold and dark corner of the wall and smiled, the corners of my mouth curled up, showing a rare smile, but after all, I just shook my head and let out a barely audible sigh.

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That bastard is his father→_→