For the love of the white moonlight

24

After a few days of chaos, Dong Xiao saw a strange face when he woke up.

This was the first time he saw Duan Mochu, and he had already been imprisoned in the basement of Duan Mochu's villa.

Since Duan Mochu was able to detain him, he would not let him out easily, but Dong Xiao still had a glimmer of hope, and negotiated with the villain carefully: "I don't know why the bastard who kidnapped me sent me to you. You let me go now." I went out to call the police and sent him to prison, which is also regarded as punishing rape and eliminating evil."

The man's fingers caressed his face, rubbing it with interest, the cold touch made him sick.

Duan Mochu smiled, and the plain smile on his face made people feel distorted and ferocious. He squeezed his cheek heavily, and said sullenly: "Playing tricks on me, huh? If I want to tie you up, what can you do? "

Dong Xiao was full of anger and had nowhere to go, "Kidnapped! Illegally detained, you are committing a crime!"

Duan Mochu didn't care, "If you don't go out, who would know that I committed a crime?"

Dong Xiao couldn't believe that there would be such a villain in this world, who could harm people openly in disregard of all justice.

Then, Duan Mochu slowly pulled out a whip from behind, "My territory, I'm the one to condemn. My sense of proportion, you have to learn from the beginning."

This was Dong Xiao's first whipping. In a world of peace and prosperity, the world is bright and bright. In this hell, he has no way out.

This is also a period of time that Dong Xiaoping least wants to recall in his life. In this hell, he is no longer a human being, but a prey and a toy. Duan Mochu has various methods to torture him. Time flows slowly in the dark, and he lives like years.

But he had to live, and only by living could he have the hope of regaining his freedom.

Later, he met Qiu Anping.

Dong Xiao was surprised to find that Qiu Anping was able to come in and out freely under Duan Mochu's control as well.

Once, Qiu Anping was whipped and Duan Mochu was locked in the basement. Dong Xiao finally found a chance to talk to Qiu Anping.

He pushed open the small window on the door and looked out.

Qiu Anping turned pale from the pain, gave him a white look impatiently, and sneered: "What are you looking at? I can at least change roles for myself by serving him. For something like you, you'd better pray that he will be more interested in you, and wait for him to play." Tired, you are dead."

Only then did Dong Xiao know that Qiu Anping was also an artist.

So he made a huge mistake, thinking that Qiu Anping condescended in this way only because he wanted to get ahead next to Duan Mochu.

He thought he had found a way to get out, yes, only by getting out from here could he send Duan Mochu to prison.

In the next few days, he no longer showed resistance to Duan Mochu like before, and he was hypocritical.Changing his attitude too quickly would make people suspicious, and if Duan Mochu let go of his guard, he could only figure it out slowly.

But before he could pretend to be mercenary, Duan Mochu refreshed his cognition again.I don't know what Qiu Anping did, but in that basement, Duan Mochu had Qiu Anping castrated.

In hell on earth, Duan Mochu is a devil.

Dong Xiao slammed on the door desperately, but only the cold and hard iron gave him back, and the murderous scalpel outside the door was still in order.

After that, he sat on the ground slumped.

Duan Mochu opened the door, and said to him with a smile: "It's not impossible for you to come and go freely, you have to pay something, you see, Anping is it."

He stood up dragging the heavy shackles, and just as he swung his fist, Duan Mochu's wrist was firmly held by Duan Mochu.Duan Mochu violently pushed him to the corner, straightened his crisp suit, "I'll give you a chance to go in and out freely, these days Anping is recuperating here, and he has no power to fight back, if you can be ruthless and kill him , I will depend on you."

Dong Xiao was furious and couldn't believe it.

Duan Mochu said: "Why do you think he can go out? He has killed people before, and I have a clue in my hands."

Dong Xiao was burning with anger and trembling all over.Duan Mochu pointed him to a dead end, and he followed suit, and became the devil's minions and accomplices, and he could only be freed after death.

Duan Mochu wanted to completely destroy him.

Of course, it was impossible for Dong Xiao to kill people, so he had another idea. Although Qiu Anping was caught by Duan Mochu, but being murdered like this, he might also have the desire to resist, and they might not be able to form an alliance.

After Qiu Anping woke up and confirmed his condition, he cried bitterly at first, and then fell into a long silence. He lay there, except for the occasional groan when he was in pain, most of the time he looked like a dead person.

In order to facilitate Dong Xiao's "murder", Duan Mochu deliberately opened the iron door of his room before leaving.After the initial fasting period was over, Dong Xiao saw that Qiu Anping still didn't eat or drink, so he took a bowl and put a spoonful of porridge to Qiu Anping's mouth.

Qiu Anping glanced at him weakly, raised his hand and overturned the bowl, "Get lost."

Loveless?

Dong Xiao simply sat down by the bed, leaned into Qiu Anping's ear and said, "Death is easy, but are you willing to let the culprit go like this?"

For a man's body and dignity, sex castration is the most profound mutilation, and it can always arouse the remaining blood of the victim.

Dong Xiao took care of Qiu Anping for several days, so he could naturally see how much he hated Qiu Anping. This was their opportunity to escape.

Qiu Anping ignored him, and after some time passed, his body recovered, but before he left, he said mockingly to him: "I advise you not to work hard on me. If you deal with him, I won't be able to please him."

Dong Xiao said: "If he does something like stabbing you once, he will be able to do it again."

Even if Qiu Anping had killed someone before and reported Duan Mochu and the bastards, there might not be a chance for leniency. It would be better than dying at the hands of Duan Mochu.

Qiu Anping said disdainfully: "I'd rather die than go to jail. You'd better rest your mind and suffer here slowly."

Looking him up and down for a while, Qiu Anping grinned and showed his white teeth, "If you want to hate, then hate your friend. Your friend, Bai Yan, is the collection that suits Duan Mochu's heart the most. He dirty himself, Duan Mochu I just found you as a substitute, how about it, didn't expect it?"

Dong Xiao was shocked, and grabbed Qiu Anping's wrist, "How is Bai Yan?"

Qiu Anping shook off his hand, and sneered coldly: "You should still worry about yourself. What can Bai Yan do? That guy has already looked down on him, so naturally he won't do anything to him. You say, why? He should have been locked up here, and he should have been stabbed."

Dong Xiao had mixed feelings, and said coldly, "You are so pitiful."

Not daring to fight against the perpetrators, but envious of the innocent who survived.

By Duan Mochu's side, Dong Xiao could be said to have fallen into hell, burning with karma. Afterwards, he met Qiu Anping more than once, and he still did not give up hope of persuading Qiu Anping.But Qiu Anping seems to have accepted the reality, and the only response to him is retort.

Every night, Dong Xiao looked at the ceiling, hoping for the clear moonlight beyond the cold wall.Song Jingwen once told him that one must always have dreams, one must always have the courage and strength to go wherever one wants to go.But all the clips about Song Jingwen seemed like a lifetime away to him, and he didn't even know if he was really lucky enough to walk out of hell alive this time.

Song Jing was shocked when she heard that Dong Xiao was missing.

A large living person was lost, and it was several days before someone reported the case. After touching the twists and turns under the bottom, Song Jing couldn't help being furious. There are hundreds of people in the crew, but there are really people who dare to cover the sky with one hand, but he can't figure it out. In this world, as long as If the benefits are enough, human life can be regarded as worthless.

But Dong Xiao didn't make any friends. In this incident where the distortion of human nature can be seen everywhere, only Bai Yan ran for Dong Xiao without hesitation, and didn't give up even though his spirit was about to collapse.

Song Jingwen met Bai Yan in person, dispelled the young man's doubts, and found out all the details before and after Dong Xiao's disappearance.

Finding Dong Xiao is a top priority, and it is also what he must do to make all the bastard characters who want to hide the truth pay the price.

Gu Yi died abroad, and the person behind Gu Yi was also found out by Song Jingwen, but surprisingly, it wasn't this black stick who robbed Dong Xiao.

The thread just ended.

Then, searching for Dong Xiao was like finding a needle in a haystack.

The difficulty and bitterness in it are not enough for outsiders to understand.

Is Dong Xiao still alive?If he was alive, where would he end up, and what kind of situation would he be in?Song Jingwen couldn't think about it, but he didn't dare to think too much about it. He hadn't experienced this feeling of burning everything inside and staying calm and sober all the time.

In October of this year, many things happened.

Old Master Song brought back Gan Tang's son Pei Zhi, who turned out to be the old man's bloodline, Song Jingwen's biological younger brother.

Pei Zhi was forcibly kidnapped by Song Lao's police and returned to Song's house. In a fit of anger, he stabbed Song Lao with a knife.

After a great chaos, Song Jingwen was physically and mentally exhausted, and the old man's injuries hadn't healed yet. News came from the place where Dong Xiao disappeared. On the outskirts of Lin City, a charred male body was found.

It didn't take long to confirm the identity of the deceased. Song Jingwen heard the three words "it's not him" from the phone, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and lit it a few times before lighting it up. The spark trembled between his fingers for a long time.

He was physically and mentally exhausted, probably because he just breathed a sigh of relief and smoked this cigarette, but his sleepiness surged up instead. Song Jingwen leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and he seemed to hear a familiar voice calling him Mr. Song.Song Jingwen's heart skipped a beat, she got up, walked to the door with a few steps, and opened it decisively.

Dong Xiao stood outside the door, wearing the same black pullover that they had when they met for the last time.

Sly winked at him, "I'm back, I won't tease you anymore."

Song Jingwen asked, "Where have you been?"

Dong Xiao replied with a smile: "I have been hiding for a few days, and I have confessed twice. Who told you to ignore me?"

Song Jing felt angry when she heard that, she slammed the door hard, and opened it again in a flash.But the corridor outside the study was empty, and Dong Xiao was no longer there.

Song Jingwen woke up suddenly, he was still sitting at the desk.In the room, a single dim wall lamp was on.

He just had a dream.

Knowing that Dong Xiao is not such an idiot, Song Jingwen wished that the dream was real.He wished that Dong Xiao just hated him for being late, and hid his anger with him.He even thought that if Dong Xiao really did that kind of thing, he would have to give him a lesson when he comes back, but in the end, he would definitely forgive him.

Unfortunately, this is just a dream.

26

Being imprisoned, to Dong Xiao, the time has become the numbers on the dial.

Then, the year on the calendar changed again and again. In the dark hell, Dong Xiao ushered in a new year.

It was another October, and Qiu Anping angrily brought the news that Bai Yan was awarded Best Actor.

"Why?" The person who spoke was furious, "Why is he so lucky, it's not worth it if he escaped by accident, what everyone wants, he can get it with just a stretch of his hand."

Only then did Dong Xiao know that Bai Yan was doing well.

Previously, he heard Qiu Anping say that Bai Yan had offended many people because of him, but now, Dong Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiu Anping complained endlessly, Dong Xiao sat in the corner with his knees hugged, impatient to hear, and simply closed his eyes.Whether it is Song Jingwen or Bai Yan, the colorful world outside is too far away from him, he would rather die, but he is not willing to give up his life like this.

The devil is in the world, and the crime will never end.At the end of this year, the minions brought Duan Mochu a new plaything.

The child was carried into the basement by Duan Mochu himself. Dong Xiao looked out of the window. The person in Duan Mochu's arms was still asleep. He had a fair and gentle appearance, and his body had a green and thin feeling. He looked less than twenty .

For the next few days, the wailing and crying from next door almost kept him awake at night, and Dong Xiao knew what was going on there.As a person with a conscience, he shouldn't let it go indifferently, but he can't protect himself, and there is really nothing he can do.

Dong Xiao simply covered his ears, the coldness of his limbs made him tremble all over, but every drop of blood in his veins boiled with hatred.

The child stayed next to him for half a year, from pleading to resisting, and then to complete silence, all these changes happened unconsciously.

Going further, the boy seemed to give in and was very obedient, and Duan Mochu seemed to let go of his guard, occasionally taking him upstairs to stay for a few hours.

The last time Dong Xiao saw the child was in the evening.

The boy was dragged upstairs by Duan Mochu with an iron chain, step by step, and asked Duan Mochu cautiously, "Will you continue to draw me today?"

In the middle of the night, he saw Duan Mochu's minions dragging out the boy's body from the next door.

Dong Xiao could hardly breathe, and covered his mouth tightly, he didn't want to hear his cry.This kind of fear and resentment, all words are pale and indescribable.

A few days later, Duan Mochu summoned Qiu Anping.

After dealing with Duan Mochu, Qiu Anping didn't leave in a hurry, and stood outside the door and asked him, "Then who died? When did it happen?"

Dong Xiao heard himself say, "The night before yesterday."

Qiu Anping's expression was unclear, and he was silent for a long time, seeming to gloat: "Stockholm Syndrome. That guy has been locked up for a long time, and his brain is broken. He actually developed attachment thoughts to Duan Mochu. The first two are so dead. Yes, Duan Mochu doesn't like pets who are making fun of him. If you want to live longer, you have to make yourself into a dead person who can't beat a fart with a few sticks."

Dong Xiao lowered his voice to grab the white: "Damn it's not us, you have to stand by my side."

Qiu Anping was taken aback, "What do you want?"

What do you want?Of course, he killed Duan Mochu and sent the devil to the eighteenth floor of hell.For the first time in his life, Dong Xiao wanted to kill them. Since the world couldn't give them justice, he did it himself.

Dong Xiao closed his eyes: "I will do it, you provide me with the tools. If he is dead, I will bear the consequences alone, and I will never pull you."

Qiu Anping was shocked, "Are you crazy? If you fail, you will die."

Dong Xiao said: "How difficult is this? He is also made of flesh and blood, and he only has one life."

For Qiu Anping, fame and fortune seem to trump everything. Before, Dong Xiao also saw this point and persuaded Qiu Anping to inform Song Jingwen of his whereabouts.Song Jingwen heard the name like thunder, but Qiu Anping asked about their relationship, and said sarcastically: "Come on, with this little friendship, he will clean up Duan Mochu for you? Those who stand on top know how to weigh pros and cons, and they don't help you." It's young, if you sell me to Duan Mochu as a favor later on, I can still survive."

This remark shows how careful he is.

Qiu Anping was held hostage by Duan Mochu, so he had some scruples, it didn't matter, Duan Mochu died in Dong Xiao's hands, everything was settled.

Qiu Anping was careful as always, did not promise immediately, looked at him deeply for a long time, and scolded him crazy.

But Dong Xiao knew that he was tempted, who would want to be coerced for the rest of his life?What's more, Qiu Anping has a blood feud on his body.

Duan Mochu didn't often summon Qiu Anping, so Dong Xiao didn't see this quasi-ally for a long time.Duan Mochu was very defensive. Dong Xiao had been here for so long, and every time he was alone in a room with Duan Mochu, his hands and feet would be shackled, or he would be injected with drugs, making him unconscious.He had no access to any sharp weapons at all, so Dong Xiao could only sharpen his sword in his heart, getting more and more anxious every day.

The reality is always more desperate than he expected. One night at the end of this year, Duan Mochu suddenly touched his face and said to him: "You are my most satisfying collection, I should give you another place."

27

The cold liquid in the needle was injected into Dong Xiao's body, and he fell asleep.

Dong Xiao didn't even know how long he slept. When he woke up, he was lying in a completely strange room.There are windows in the room, even though there are heavy iron bars outside the window.In the third year after falling into Duan Mochu's hands, he saw the sun for the first time.

Dong Xiao narrowed his eyes, and it took him a long time to get used to the warm light. He seemed to be able to hear the sound of the waves.

After a while, he realized something was wrong.

It was December right now, and he was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and a thin quilt, so he didn't feel cold.

Soon, Duan Mochu entered the room and gave him the answer.

This is South Asia, and he has been taken abroad by Duan Mochu.

This is Duan Mochu's private island, surrounded by the sea. Now, Duan Mochu doesn't even need to lock him in the basement anymore.

Dong Xiao almost gritted his teeth. In China, he could still look forward to the last chance of life, but this is Duan Mochu's lair.

The only good news is that Duan Mochu's business in China seems to be doing very well, and in the next six months, there will be almost no time to come back and trouble him.

Duan Mochu was not around, but the guards of the house watched Dong Xiao even more closely.Dong Xiao seemed to be forcibly exiled, and there was no possibility of escape, so he spent the fourth Spring Festival after losing his freedom.

After the Lantern Festival, Duan Mo returned to the island for the first time.

Seeing that face, every pore of Dong Xiao trembled, he hated and bored beyond measure.

Perhaps because he was confident enough about the island's defenses, Duan Mochu unshackled him and took him downstairs for a meal.

Duan Mochu sat opposite him, and said in a good mood: "How is the environment here? You should feel lucky. If you hadn't been collected by me, you would not be able to live in such a place after 30 years of hard work."

The nearest bodyguard was about ten meters away from them. This was obviously not a suitable opportunity, but Dong Xiao couldn't help it.

He held a table knife in his hand, something he hadn't touched for a long time.

All he did, no allies needed, only himself.

Dong Xiao's heart was on fire, he had no reason at all, his mind was in chaos, but his movements were surprisingly fast, he couldn't explain how he rushed to Duan Mochu's side, and when he came back to his senses, the sharp teeth of the blade in his hand had been cut through The skin of Duan Mochu's neck.

Duan Mochu's eyes were bloodshot, he resisted vigorously, and screamed desperately.

Failure was almost doomed. Dong Xiao was restrained by bodyguards and kicked heavily in the chest.

"Let him go." Duan Mochu said.

The bodyguard threw Dong Xiao on the ground like a rag bag.

Then, the shiny leather shoes walked in front of him, Duan Mochu covered the wound on the side of his neck, and looked at him sullenly.

After taking the iron rod from the bodyguard, Duan Mochu leaned over and slammed his arm hard, once, again.

After several bursts of severe pain, Dong Xiao seemed to be able to hear the sound of bones breaking.

"You really let me down," Duan Mochu said.

Perhaps thinking that death was not enough to punish him, Duan Mochu broke his arm and locked him back into that room again, letting him fend for himself.

Dong Xiao was dizzy with fever, fainted from the pain, and then woke up again. This happened repeatedly, and he survived the first few days.

Duan Mochu regarded him as his most satisfying collection, and he still didn't lose his mind to teach him. A few days later, late at night, he found a doctor for him.

The broken arm was fixed with a plaster splint without a thorough examination. What Duan Mochu meant was that the arm can be restored to its original state, and he still has value for people to enjoy. If not, his body can be used to feed fish.

Since then, Duan Mochu's tormenting him has intensified. Even if the devil himself is not around, the minions will do it for the devil.

Dong Xiao seemed to be hanging on to the remaining breath, and endured stubbornly. As time passed, he didn't understand what he was insisting on.

In October 2015, he met Qiu Anping again.

Qiu Anping seemed a little surprised, "Are you... still alive?"

Dong Xiao didn't know what happened, but when he heard the screams from the next room that night, he understood that Qiu Anping had offended Duan Mochu again.

A few days later, Qiu Anping entered his room, the welt marks on his neck and the back of his hands were still shocking.

Qiu Anping asked, "Do you know Pei Zhi?"

This name slowly turned around in Dong Xiao's mind a few times, as if he had heard it before, but Dong Xiao couldn't remember who it was for a while.

Qiu Anping nodded, "I understand, you are not familiar with each other, Pei Zhi is purely venting her anger for Bai Yan."

Pei Zhi is Bai Yan's boyfriend?Seems to be.

Dong Xiao closed his eyes, the old acquaintances were like mountains and seas to him now, and he couldn't even remember Song Jingwen's face clearly.

After a long time, he asked, "What did Pei Zhi do?"

Qiu Anping explained the whole story to him. In the year when he disappeared, Bai Yan took the video of Gu Yi sucking du to seek justice for him, but was maliciously suppressed by the boss of the movie. Now, the boss is in the hands of Pei Zhi. .

The more Qiu Anping talked, the more he became annoyed, "Why do you think Bai Yan's luck is so good? He was born with everything, and when he entered the industry, he was an actor. Occasionally, he was wronged, and some people would vent his anger for him regardless. With Pei Zhi around, he is now It doesn't matter if you walk sideways in the circle, obviously he was the one that Duan Mochu fell in love with first, now that he is successful and famous, he will have everything to worry about, but we are substitutes who are going to die, why?"

Dong Xiao tightly held the armrest of the wheelchair, looked down at the iron shackles on his ankles, and the fire in his heart was burning extremely violently.Yes, why?He has no father and no mother, and he was born more rough than ordinary people. He never deliberately hurt anyone, has been working hard, and has always been kind to others. He has worked so hard to catch up with those lucky ones who were born, but fate has given him an abyss from which he cannot escape. .

Why?How can there be fairness?This world has never been fair, compared to Bai Yan, and even, compared to Song Zhang, he has too little and paid more, but his pitiful little possession has disappeared to the point where only one breath remains.

Why? !

Qiu Anping said again: "Bai Yan seems to be looking for you all the time."

Dong Xiao was stunned, with mixed emotions in his heart, and he couldn't express his feelings for this close friend. When he came, there was a large portrait of Bai Yan in Duan Mochu's room, and later, there was another hanging next to it. His, it was only then that he realized that he was so similar to Bai Yan, Duan Mochu also said with satisfaction: "You are the most like him."

Has he been suffering on behalf of others?

He saw his destiny clearly, but suddenly he couldn't see himself clearly. Something in his heart seemed to be twisted into an inextricable shape suddenly, and the unreconciled colic was hard to get over for a long time.

It was clear that he shouldn't blame others, but Dong Xiao couldn't control it anymore. Seven years, these hellish seven years, not only destroyed his body.

After a long silence, he said, "Haven't you considered telling Bai Yan the truth?"

Even now, he still wants to regain his freedom, but that's not all. Duan Mochu is alive, and there will be more victims in the future. Such a scumbag should die.

Qiu Anping didn't answer, turned around and left.

Dong Xiao understood that Qiu Anping would not betray Duan Mochu until he was able to get out completely.

A few months later, Qiu Anping came back, and when he saw him, he said angrily: "Those two people can't be trusted at all, Bai Yan can't tolerate sand in his eyes, it is impossible to help me cover up those things before."

Qiu Anping had injuries on his face, and he was limping on his left leg. It was obvious that Duan Mochu had tormented him even more this time.

Dong Xiao thought, let's wait for death together.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Duan Mochu appeared at the door, smiling grimly, "What are you talking about?"

Dong Xiao saw Qiu Anping's shoulders tremble, and his heart trembled too.

But his thoughts changed instantly, and he yelled at Qiu Anping, "You bastard who kneels at the sight of money, don't you have a conscience? You treat a thief as your father, and you will suffer retribution sooner or later! You will all suffer retribution!"

He took everything on himself.

Qiu Anping pushed it unambiguously, and turned to Duan Mochu to surrender: "...he asked me to disclose our affairs, but he still didn't behave well."

In front of Qiu Anping, Dong Xiao was hoisted into the air by Duan Mochu with iron chains.

Duan Mochu broke a whip. Before Dong Xiao passed out, the last thought in his mind was that he died like this. Maybe he was still unwilling, but after all, Qiu Anping was the only one who could send news to the outside world.

A devil like Duan Mochu doesn't deserve to live.

Before leaving, Qiu Anping asked him, "Is it worth it?"

Dong Xiao was lying on the bed, dying, unable to speak.

Qiu Anping grabbed his hair and forced him to look at him.After a long time, he smiled sadly and said: "My life is ruined by Duan Mochu. Since I can't get out, you don't want to go out easily. It depends on your fate."

During the Spring Festival of this year, Duan Mochu returned to the island.

Not long after Dong Xiao recovered from his injuries, he heard Duan Mochu say: "Qiu Anping is dead, he committed suicide."

The astonishment in his heart was too late to subside.

Duan Mochu caressed his face again, and asked with a sneer, "Who are you, Song Jingwen?"

Only then did Dong Xiao know that Song Jingwen had been looking for him, and he might never have given up.His body was broken, and the face that was already blurred in his memory made him feel ashamed just thinking about it. Dong Xiao no longer knew what kind of face to use to face that person.

On his last day on the island, he fell into a deep sleep again under the influence of drugs.

In the chaotic darkness, Dong Xiao seemed to hear gunshots.

When he woke up, the sudden light blinded his eyes.

At first glance, what he saw was Bai Yan's handsome face.

He seemed to have fallen into a lengthy nightmare. Dong Xiao suddenly thought of the two paintings in Duan Mochu's room. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he escaped from the sky or the white inkstone fell into Duan Mochu's hands.

Dong Xiao can only close his eyes. Even if he has regained his freedom, he still doesn't want to see Bai Yan, he can't control it. Those seven years of double life, more than 2000 days and nights of torment really exist, his resentment towards Bai Yan may not have come Makes sense, but he can't control it.

There was a rush of footsteps, and he heard someone calling his name.

The voice was deep and deep, even a little hoarse. He thought he had forgotten it long ago, but Dong Xiao was able to clearly identify it with only two syllables. It was Song Jingwen.

He opened his eyes, Song Jingwen Qingjun's face was a bit tired, but his eyes were bright and firm, just like when he returned many years ago.

Song Jingwen asked: "Do you remember me?"

Some people's figures fade in memory, not because they are forgotten, but because they need enough weight to stay in love.

This is Mr. Song.

Dong Xiao slowly raised his arm, wanting to touch it but not daring.If this was a dream, could it be that the shadow in front of him disappeared in smoke after he made a little mistake?

Song Jingwen shook his hand, and he subconsciously pulled his arm back.But the man's palm tightened even more, and the temperature of his palm burned his skin.

Song Jingwen said: "Don't be afraid, I'm here to pick you up."

28

That night, Song Jingwen stayed in the ward to accompany Dong Xiao.

After seven years of searching, whether it was love or obsession that supported him, even he himself couldn't tell clearly, but at this time, he lost and found it, and he was very fortunate in his heart. The night and all the hardships he paid are not worth mentioning.

The person in front of him looked timid, with a sickly thin body, he no longer looked like Dong Xiao before.

There were only two people left in the ward, Dong Xiao covered his mouth and cried bitterly, Song Jingwen hugged him resolutely, "Don't be afraid, Duan Mochu is already dead."

The cries in his arms were louder, his body trembling non-stop, as if he wanted to pour out all the humiliation and resentment of the past seven years at once.

Song Jingwen held down the back of Dong Xiao's head and hugged him tightly. He spoke firmly, but his voice became hoarse amid the violent ups and downs of his emotions, "Don't be afraid, I'm here. From now on, no one can hurt you again. ensure."

It was another sleepless night.

A hospital bed would be crowded if two adult men lay down at the same time, but Song Jingwen couldn't care less about it.

It took a long time for Dong Xiao to calm down after crying bitterly.

Song Jingwen did not expect that the first person Dong Xiao asked was actually Qiu Anping.

Song Jingwen has also heard about Dong Xiao and Qiu Anping's escape plan.

Now, Qiu Anping committed suicide and Dong Xiao was still alive.

He could only be relieved: "That was his own choice, I can't blame you. In fact, at that time, as long as he told Bai Yan about your whereabouts, even if he had killed someone by mistake before, he would report Duan Mochu to him. You can also reduce the sentence as appropriate, he should understand, but he didn't think about it."

After a while, Dong Xiao nodded, but his reaction was quite slow.

Song Jingwen was unspeakably worried, from the beginning to the end, no matter what he said, Dong Xiao's eyes were always free, lax, and dull, and he didn't dare to face him, like a soul who was not possessed, but could only breathe body.Dong Xiao's energy and spirit seemed to have been exhausted during the seven years of unimaginable suffering.

Song Jingwen didn't know what to say, he was never a gentle person.

He instinctively wondered if it would be better if Dong Xiao knew that he was cared about by many people, so he did something that he regretted so much.

Song Jingwen held Dong Xiao's hand and said seriously: "After your accident, your friend has been looking for you. Your matter has always been a knot in his heart."

"...Me too. For the past seven years, I have been looking for you, and I have never thought of giving up, no matter what the price is. Before I came, Song Zhang asked me to take you back."

Yes, all the people you have loved and warmed up are worried about you and are willing to save you at any cost. This world may have hurt you, but the person who loves you has never let you go, so don’t let yourself go, either. Don't let yourself continue to linger in that nightmare.

Dong Xiao was stunned for a long time, then nodded desperately, with his eyes closed tightly, his eyelashes trembling slightly.Song Jingwen felt that he understood, and thought she was right.

The next morning, when Song Jingwen woke up, she saw Dong Xiao's smile.

The smile was as bright as the morning sun seven years ago, but it floated on the surface, far from reaching the bottom of the eyes. Dong Xiao smiled and said to him: "Mr. Song, good morning."

29

That's right, as Song Jingwen said, there are many people who care about him, so he can't let them down.

Dong Xiao knew that this was Nanya. Even though Song Jingwen was so powerful, he went to Duan Mochu's territory to clean up Duan Mochu, and personally went deep into the tiger's den to rescue him, the difficulties must be unimaginable.

It was also difficult for Bai Yan.

Dong Xiao knew early on that for him, Bai Yan destroyed all the connections left by his mother at one time. With such a resolute and unyielding temperament, when encountering such injustice, how Bai Yan's world collapsed at once, you can imagine And know.

So, this day, when Bai Yan and Pei Zhi arrived at the ward, Dong Xiao showed all his self-control, and greeted Bai Yan with a smile.

Bai Yan seemed a little surprised.

Dong Xiao knew that on the one hand, these people hoped that he would be normal, but they were also amazed that he had become normal so quickly, so he laughed harder, but his whole chest and lungs were cold and shivering.

Last night, after Song Jingwen fell asleep, Dong Xiao read his medical records.

This is a Chinese hospital. He can see clearly the words on the medical records. Every scar of abuse is recorded in the book. Everyone around him knows what he has experienced. His past humiliation is invisible. The whole person seemed to have been stripped of their skin, leaving only a bloody body standing naked in front of these people.

In the ward late at night, he was anxious, and he didn't even dare to let go of Song Jingwen's hand to go to the bathroom by himself. He had to admit that he was afraid. Back then, during that morning run, he sent himself into the wolf's den without any precautions. Now, he left alone Song Jingwen's side, he didn't know what he would encounter again.

Duan Mochu was dead, but he still couldn't believe it. Even in his dreams, he was afraid that Duan Mochu's people would jump out from some corner.

This is wrong, very wrong.

Fortunately, when they returned home in the afternoon, Song Jingwen sent someone to go through the formalities, and Song Jingwen himself stayed with him all the time.And after returning to the country, Bai Yan and Pei Zhi would part ways with him, so he didn't have to keep smiling and pretending to be peaceful in front of Bai Yan.

In fact, as a normal capable adult, he shouldn't accept Song Jingwen's arrangement to live in Song Jingwen's house, but Dong Xiao has nowhere to go, no matter how much he pretends, he can't get rid of his fear of this world, saying no No reason, only by Song Jingwen's side can he find the slightest sense of security.

The plane landed and on the way home, although Song Jingwen kept being careful and gentle, Dong Xiao could still see the worry on his brow every time he looked at him.

We haven't seen each other for seven years, and he and Song Jingwen have almost no common topics.

Dong Xiao could only rack his brains to find something to say, "I didn't expect that Pei Zhi is your real brother."

Song Jingwen said, "I didn't expect that either."

Dong Xiao suddenly felt a little downcast, feeling unspeakably irritable in his heart, he found an inappropriate topic.

Song Jingwen comforted: "There's nothing we can't say, he is my half-brother, Pei Zhi has always stood by my side, I don't reject his existence."

In the dark night, the car slowly drove into the courtyard.

The small building in front of me has been around for a few years. This is Dong Xiao's first visit to Song Jingwen's house. He had made an appointment with Song Jingwen to meet at the end of September.