Withdrawal reaction [ABO]

Cheng Lan is dead.

A car accident, dead body.

The car went straight out of the curve guardrail, soared over the cliff for a few seconds, and then smashed into the sea, resulting in a huge heat wave and sparks.

In this case, no one can survive.

And the monitoring along the way showed that Cheng Lan was indeed in that car.

Cheng Lan... his death was too sudden and unreasonable.

Cheng Lan didn't even meet Song Yanning.

But if it was Cheng Lan's own design of suspended animation, how could he be willing to abandon Song Yanning?He had been with Lu Mo for 11 years for Song Yanning, so how could he leave Song Yanning?

unless……

Cheng Lan was coerced, or he really died.

But... With Cheng Lan's ability, even if he goes to Chengzhou, he is a top technical talent. Can a Song Yanning really trap him for so long?As long as he is willing to cooperate with any big family, no matter what it is, no family will reject him.

Why did he stay at the Lu family in Qinzhou?

What is the relationship between Lu Mo and Cheng Lan?Why did the news of Cheng Lan's death make Lu Mo so nervous?

Is Cheng Lan related to Song Jin's disappearance?

Lu Yunyan looked at the death report in his hand, raised his hand and pinched the center of his brow.In fact, this kind of thing has nothing to do with him. Lu Mo doesn't give him much power, so he doesn't care about these things.

What really gave him a headache was how to tell Song Yanning the news of Cheng Lan's death.

He had been hiding from Song Yanning for three days, he didn't know why he was hiding from Song Yanning, he only knew that there was a moment...

He was afraid.

Afraid of Song Yanning's dazed eyes, afraid of Song Yanning's sad and disappointed expression, afraid of Song Yanning's disappointment in him.

For the first time, Lu Yunyan realized that he might lose Song Yanning.

For 11 years, Song Yanning has always been by his side, working hard and never complaining, never intending to leave.

In the eyes of Song Yanning looking at him, Lu Yunyan could feel the love of dependence and shame.

He owns him, and Song Yanning is his property.

But it seems... this possession has become different.

Lu Yunyan didn't know whether he was more afraid of Song Yanning leaving, or more afraid of Song Yanning not loving him anymore.

But he knew one thing, he was distraught.

A servant knocked on the door and came in and put down his coffee.

Lu Yunyan put down the things in his hand, leaned back on the back of the chair, and asked, "How is Song Yanning?"

The servant was stunned for a moment, carefully looked at Lu Yunyan's face, and asked, "Master, didn't you let Butler Song come out?"

Lu Yunyan heard his hidden meaning: So they didn't care about him.

Lu Yunyan shook his hand and knocked the coffee beside him to the ground.

The porcelain cups shattered all over the place, and the dark coffee splashed into flowers.

The servant broke out in a cold sweat and subconsciously took a step back.

Lu Yunyan looked at his red wrist and smiled.

"I said he is not allowed to come out, so you can abuse him?" Lu Yunyan smiled, raised his hand and threw the calendar on the table.

The desk calendar flew past the servant's ear, and the servant fell to the ground with a scream.

Lu Yunyan didn't give Song Yanning the medicine at first, just because he was angry for a while, and wanted to teach him a deep lesson, but he didn't expect that these servants were most capable of throwing stones into trouble.

Lu Yunyan quickly walked out of the study and rushed to the bedroom. He put his hand on the door, but he still didn't open the door.

Open the door, what will you see?

Are his eyes all right?Will you still look at him in such a daze?Would he still sit silently on the bed, hugging his knees, rubbing the chain with his plain fingers?

In any case, he certainly wouldn't be smiling at him like he used to.

He will definitely not show a bright but soft smile again, nor will he wink at him foolishly.

Lu Yunyan did the last thing he should have done: he called Song Yanning Song Yanzhi.

Lu Yunyan knew Song Yanning's attitude towards Song Yanzhi better than anyone else.

Song Yanning didn't like Song Yanzhi, and felt wronged because of Song Yanzhi, Lu Yunyan knew it all.

He used Song Yanzhi to torture Song Yanning, and made Song Yanning addicted to it with false warmth. He thought he was doing it perfectly, but something went wrong.

As for liking, of course he likes Song Yanzhi, Song Yanning is just... just for fun.

And now, everything is a mess.

Song Yanzhi lost his temper because he temporarily tagged Song Yanning, even after more than a month of cold war, Song Yanzhi actually went on a date with that bastard named Wei Xinran.

Lu Yunyan was holding back his anger, but he just used Song Yanning to vent his anger.

"It's just for fun." Lu Yunyan hooked the corners of his lips mockingly, "Why should I worry about his reaction?"

It doesn't make any difference whether he's there or not.

Lu Yunyan took a deep breath and kicked open the door.

"Song Yanning, clean yourself up and follow me—" Lu Yunyan's voice was cut off in his throat.

The room was empty, Song Yanning's pajamas were thrown randomly on the floor, the sheets were torn, the chains were thrown aside, the balcony door was wide open, and the curtains fluttered in the wind.

Sunlight shyly peeked into the room from the window sill.

Lu Yunyan rushed to the balcony and saw that the torn sheets had been knotted several times on the fence, and the hem was hanging down to the grass in the back garden on the first floor.

There are still bright red blood stains faintly visible on the cobblestone path aside.

Song Yanning ran away.

Lu Yunyan almost forgot that Song Yanning has always been an extremely smart person.

Lu Yunyan stared blankly at the scribbled blood on the cobblestone path downstairs, his expression flickering. After a long time, he sneered.

"Who opened the chain for him?" Lu Yunyan squeezed out a few words between his teeth.

The servant's face turned pale with fright. The young master always looked cynical, but in fact he was really ruthless when he got angry.

"Yesterday, yesterday, yesterday Young Master Song came here." The servant stammered, "Master Song may have pity him, so just, just, let him open it."

Song Yanzhi.

Song Yanzhi regards Song Yanning as a thorn in his flesh, if Song Yanzhi has been here, then Song Yanning must know the news of Cheng Lan's death.

Song Yanzhi will not miss any chance to stimulate Song Yanning.

Although Lu Yunyan also wanted to torture Song Yanning, but inexplicably, he seemed to be more angry about Song Yanning's escape.

Lu Yunyan ground his teeth and kicked the glass door of the balcony, which made a loud noise.

"Look for it!" Lu Yunyan gritted his teeth, "If you can't find it, you can't eat it and walk around!"

The servant ran out in a panic, but Lu Yunyan suddenly stopped him.

"Also, I can't find it. You don't need to show up in Qinzhou anymore." Lu Yunyan was against the light, his expression was hidden in the darkness, but he could hear him smiling, "Only by finding him can you get out of here safely, understand ?"

The servant shivered, but he still asked unwillingly, "Master, did we do something wrong?"

Lu Yunyan suppressed his smile: "No matter how much I hate Song Yanning, you can't touch him, understand?"

The sweat on the servant's forehead fell to the ground with a "click".

They bullied them for 11 years, Lu Yunyan didn't care about it, but now he suddenly protects Song Yanning, they don't know if they will be found out, and everyone is in danger for a while.

Lu Yunyan's villa is on a small hill surrounded by lush forests and bushes.

Song Yanning changed into Lu Yunyan's shirt and jeans, and ran staggeringly through the woods.

Branches scratched his arms and face, his shirt and trousers were torn, and he was barefoot, the soles of which had already been covered with blood.

But he didn't realize it.

The world in front of him was full of distorted branches, like thorns, and he ran powerlessly in it, trying hard to find an illusory truth.

He tried his best to run towards a piece of mist that had already dissipated.

Cheng Lan.

"I have good news for you, Cheng Lan is dead." Song Yanzhi's voice echoed in his ears, "I heard that he stayed at Lu's house for you, Song Yanning."

Cheng Lan stayed at Lu's house because of him.

It turns out...the reason why Lu Mo asked him to learn something was because that was the only way for Cheng Lan to get in touch with him.

Cheng Lan always treats him in a nonchalant way, and obviously teaches him everything, but never touches him.

No hugging, no holding hands, no pinching face, even rubbing hair, it's all extravagant hope.Even if Song Yanning fell in front of Cheng Lan, Cheng Lan would not help him.

Song Yanning always thought that the teacher was disappointed in him.

So actually... he just didn't dare?

Why?

Why not?Why not say a word?

Why leave without saying goodbye?

Cheng Lan didn't even leave him a word.

Song Yanning ran out of the woods and stumbled down the road. There were endless traffic and voices along the way, but he was not among them.

Song Yanning ran along the road until his tears overflowed from running, and he stumbled on the sole of his foot and fell to the ground.

"Song Yanning, don't be naive, there are some things you should know." Song Yanzhi sat down gracefully in front of him, raised his hand and gently patted his face, the smile on his face was impeccable.

Song Yanning couldn't understand Song Yanzhi's smile.

"Song Jin, that's your mother. She and Cheng Lan's childhood sweethearts went to the same school since they were young, and later entered the same drug research institute. She was Cheng Lan's only assistant in the first project."

"Before Song Jin disappeared, Cheng Lan's laboratory caught fire, and Cheng Lan was rescued by Lu Mo to save his life."

"Cheng Lan doesn't look like an Omega, does he? He doesn't respond to any pheromones, never uses inhibitors, and doesn't even have a fever." Song Yanning looked at him with pity, and slapped him hard with his hands.

"Do you think you are Song Jin and whose bastard?"

Song Yanning lay on the ground, panting heavily, buried her eyes in her arms, and yelled loudly.

impossible.

impossible.

Cheng Lan is an Omega, and Cheng Lan is [-]% an Omega.

Song Yanzhi was misleading him.

Song Yanzhi was misleading him, maybe even the news of the teacher's death was false.

Cheng Lan will not die.

At least...he won't leave without leaving him a word.

Thinking of this, Song Yanning got up in embarrassment and continued to run down the road.

People around pointed and pointed, but he couldn't care less.

Run down the road, turn right at the third fork, and run a long uphill, you will come to Puhua Temple.

Cheng Lan and the host are very good book friends, Song Yanning remembers it very clearly, Cheng Lan said it himself.

"If I want to leave a last word, I will stay in Puhua Temple." Cheng Lan said unreasonably while checking his homework, "By the way, I will assign you a lot of homework, and then tell you to do it in a perfunctory manner. I."

Song Yanning has always remembered what he said, because he didn't make any mistakes in his homework that time, and Cheng Lan has never been a person who is always looking for trouble.

Song Yanning always felt that Cheng Lan wanted to tell him something.

It's just that he never understood.

Now he understands, but he would rather not understand.

Song Yanning fell to the gate of Puhua Temple in embarrassment, and the kind abbot in monk clothes sat on the steps and waited for him.

Song Yanning looked up at him, the host helped him up and handed him an envelope.

On it are Cheng Lan's four big characters "Yan Ning Qin Qi".

Song Yanning tore open the envelope indiscriminately, her hands were shaking, and the contents of the envelope fell to the ground.

It is a hard card.

Song Yanning picked up the card, just glanced at it, and had difficulty breathing.

On the card is a blurry photo with a strange angle. It seems that the person who was photographed fell to the ground, surrounded by dilapidated buildings and raging fire.

The person in the middle of the photo is laughing wildly and sickly, holding a bloody knife in her hand, with blood splattered on her face.

She looked in the direction of the photographer, the paranoid madness in her eyes chilled her heart.

11 years.

Even though the past time has long been decayed to a blurred face, Song Yanning still can't connect this person with the person in his vague memory.

people in the photo.

It's Song Jin.

[The author has something to say: Meng Sheng (serious): Cheng Lan is definitely an Omega.

Meng Sheng (running away at the speed of light): Aha!Do you want to guess Cheng Lan and Song Jin, who is the good guy and who is the bad guy? 】