Withdrawal reaction [ABO]

Lu Yunyan parked the car in the garage and locked it.

Song Yanning sat in the co-pilot with her arms folded, her head bowed and her black hair hanging down from the back of her neck.

He was still wearing Wei Xinran's jacket, and his slender fingers became whiter on the black jacket.

Lu Yunyan leaned on the car seat, took out a cigarette, and lit a cigarette in the dark.

Inside the closed car, the strong smell of smoke disperses, Song Yanning choked a little, raised his hand to cover his mouth, and coughed a few times suppressing his discomfort.

Lu Yunyan glanced at him, continued to smoke without speaking.

Song Yanning still didn't speak, curled up on the co-pilot, lowered her head and coughed softly.

"Are you so afraid of me?" Lu Yunyan flicked the cigarette ash, "Aren't you afraid of Wei Xinran?"

Song Yanning still didn't speak.

Thinking of Song Yanning smiling so brightly at Wei Xinran, Lu Yunyan felt anxious and punched the steering wheel.

The ear-piercing whistle sounded, and Song Yanning screamed.

"Isn't this dumb?" Lu Yunyan sneered and clasped Song Yanning's chin.

Song Yanjing raised her head and looked at him quietly, with a pair of dark eyes looking at him without avoiding.

Lu Yunyan had an illusion that something was going out.

"Dad and Mom will come tonight. This dress is pretty good. Wear it to see them." Lu Yunyan let go of Song Yanning's chin, got up and got out of the car, "Don't put on such a pitiful look, as if one of us abused him." Like you."

Song Yanning lowered his head, quietly in the car, as if he had lost his soul.

Lu Yunyan went around the car, opened the co-pilot's door, pulled Song Yanning out, and said angrily, "Speak!"

Song Yanning staggered to a standstill, raised her hand to pin the hanging hair behind her ears, then raised her head and smiled at Lu Yunyan.

"Okay. I see." Song Yanning showed a gentle smile, "What do young masters want to eat?"

Lu Yunyan looked down at him, feeling that the smile he had seen for 11 years had become annoying.

"Are you smiling at Wei Xinran too?" Lu Yunyan grabbed Song Yanning's neck, "So hungry?"

Song Yanning allowed him to tighten his fingers without struggling.

"Young Master, don't you know if I'm hungry or not?" Song Yanning looked at him expressionlessly, "Does Young Master care who I smile at or not?"

Lu Yunyan never thought Song Yanning was so strange.

"I just understand now, young master." Song Yanning laughed at himself, "It turns out that young master doesn't hate me, nor does he hate me."

"In the eyes of the young master, there is no me at all. It doesn't matter if I die, doesn't it?"

Lu Yunyan stiffened for a moment, and let go of his hand.

He hates Song Yanning.

He wanted him to suffer, and he hated him.

All the goodness, all the tenderness, and all the care are for the purpose of controlling him, bullying him, and making his life difficult.

He wants him to suffer by his side forever.

He hates him.

Who let Song Jin seduce Lu Mo, causing his mother to be neglected and shed tears every night.

Song Yanning's repayment of debts is a matter of course and a matter of course.

but……

Why, he seems to be unable to bear it?

"Yes. The existence of such a disgusting person like you, kill Xiaosan's child." Lu Yunyan shook off his hand, "Everything about you makes me sick, why don't you die?"

Song Yanning looked at him, his eyelids slightly wet.

"So you treat me well just to control me, don't you?" Song Yanning forced a smile.

"What do you think?" Lu Yunyan threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out with his foot, "Do you really think I will love you?"

Song Yanning looked at him for a long time, lowered his head with a smile, raised his hand and covered his eyes with his palm.

"Yes." Song Yanning's voice was as soft as a sigh, "I really thought you would love me."

Lu Yunyan shook his fingertips and dropped the cigarette case in his hand to the ground.

Lu Yunyan looked down at the cigarette case on the ground, and suddenly saw that Song Yanning was still holding the rabbit doll in his hand.

Lu Yunyan suddenly remembered that Song Yanning had thrown away a rabbit doll before, it appeared for some unknown reason, who gave it to him.

So how many people did Song Yanning seduce?

"Throw it away." Lu Yunyan said, "Throw it away."

Song Yanning tightened her fingers and did not answer.

Annoyed, Lu Yunyan snatched the doll from his hand, tore it into pieces, and threw it into the trash can.

"You don't have to leave this house until you get engaged the day after tomorrow." Lu Yunyan pushed Song Yanning into the elevator, "Don't force me to lock you up."

Song Yanning didn't speak, but quietly set her eyes on the trash can.

The elevator doors closed slowly, the incandescent light glaringly fell, and he quietly closed his eyes.

"it is good."

When Song Yanning put the dishes on the table, Lu Mo looked up at him.

"What's wrong with Xiao Ning's neck?" Lu Mo lowered his head and took a sip of the soup before opening his mouth lightly.

"It's nothing, I just think this silk scarf looks good." Song Yanning smiled falsely.

Lu Mo glanced at him and said nothing. Jiang Han gave Song Yanning a vicious look, put down his chopsticks and said mockingly, "Yunyan, do you usually eat this? Is this something people can eat?"

Lu Yunyan sipped the soup without saying a word.

Song Yanning lowered her head, her bangs covered her eyes.

"I'll do it again." Song Yanning looked up again, still with an impeccable gentle smile, "I'm sorry."

"Sit down and eat." Lu Mo said suddenly, "Now."

Jiang Han wanted to say something else, but Lu Mo interrupted her and said, "Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep, eat."

Jiang Han clenched his chopsticks tightly.

After a meal, Song Yanning felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

After finally waiting for Lu Mo to finish eating, Lu Mo stood up and said calmly, "Yun Yan, come with me."

Song Yanning's heart skipped a beat.

Matchstick Men

When he was in the main residence of the Lu family, Jiang Han wished he could eat him alive.

Now that they are alone, Song Yanning knows that he has no good fruit to eat.

Jiang Han raised his hand and swept all the dishes on the table to the ground.

"It's not clean." Jiang Han wiped her mouth gracefully, "Xiao Ning, wipe the floor with a rag."

Song Yanning bit her lip, and said in a normal voice as much as possible: "Okay."

"I said, use a rag and wipe it bit by bit." Jiang Han said word by word, "We will dry the entire floor of the villa after we sleep at night. Don't disgust me here."

Song Yanning lowered her head and nodded slowly.

It doesn't matter.he said to himself.

Not the first time.

It was very cold at night, Song Yanning looked at the empty villa and sighed.

"It's time to wipe until dawn again." Song Yanning threw the rag casually and entered the elevator.

The elevator door opened slowly, Song Yanning closed her eyes, and then walked into the underground garage.

He opened the trash can and carefully searched for the rabbit in the trash can.

Song Yanning took the torn rabbit doll out of the trash can, carefully placed it on the ground, and spliced ​​the broken cotton and fabric together.

His hands are dirty, but he is careful, cherishing and caring.

Like piecing together a broken heart.

Song Yanning looked at the fragmented rabbit, tears fell silently.

But it can never be restored.

Broken is broken.

When Wei Xinran came out of the Wei Family Ancestral Hall, his body was covered with bandages.

The bandage was full of blood, and his face was also stained with dirt and blood. Wei Xinran staggered out of the door, and Bai Mu, who was waiting anxiously, hurriedly raised his hand to give him a hand.

Wei Xinran firmly pushed his hand away.

"No need." Wei Xinran put on his coat expressionlessly, completely ignoring the whip wounds on his body, "It's not the first time."

Bai Mu looked at the dark ancestral hall with lingering fear, and quickly dragged Wei Xinran away.

Wei Xinran carefully buttoned his shirt while walking, and said calmly, "Take out your makeup."

Bai Mu was surprised: "Are you kidding, the day after tomorrow is Lu Mo's birthday party, isn't it?"

Wei Xinran couldn't help laughing out loud, and even burst into tears.

"Wei Bu loves his Wei Yingran so much! Why is he willing to let his Wei Yingran take a little risk?" Wei Xinran laughed loudly, "He dare not take any risk!"

Bai Mu was stunned for a long time, and then annoyed: "We quit! We quit boss! Why! It's not fair! Why are you replacing Wei Yingran! Do you know—"

Wei Xinran stopped in his tracks and quietly looked at Bai Mu under the moonlight.

Bai Mu's eyes were red: "The Song family wants Wei Yingran to die!"

Wei nodded in disbelief: "If I were the Song family, I would also want Wei Yingran to die."

Bai Mu was completely stunned, and murmured: "You fucking...you fucking know?"

Wei Xinran raised his hand and rubbed his head: "I know."

Bai Mu violently pushed him to the ground, and shouted: "Then you are fucking for him! Die! Die! Do you understand!"

"It's you, Wei Yingran, who is dying! It's Wei Yingran's fucking name, you don't even have your own name!"

"You've been rotting in the dark all your life, you've been nameless all your life, and you're rotting in the mud for the sake of the Wei family!" Bai Mu burst into tears, "What's the difference between you and me!"

Wei Xinran fell to the ground and looked at him quietly, not knowing how to comfort him for a moment.

"You promised me..." Bai Mu squatted on the ground, crying loudly, "You promised me not to do this!"

"If you are like this, what should I do! You liar!"

Wei looked at him in dismay, sighed a long time, and shaved back the broken hair on his forehead.

Wei Xinran comforted him stiffly, "Don't worry, I won't die."

Bai Mu cried louder.

Wei Xinran helplessly supported his forehead: "I'm really not suitable for communicating with people."

"Wei Department! I'm going to fucking die for Wei Yingran!" Wei Xinran turned in the direction of the dark ancestral hall.

In the pitch-black, boundless darkness, there was a vague figure.

"You promised me, I will remember it!" Wei Xinran hooked the corner of his mouth.

"I will definitely live to pay you!"

Bai Mu angrily grabbed the blade of grass and threw it at him, cursing: "I want your mother! You are going to fucking die!"

Wei sighed disconsolately, and said, "No, no, no. If you live well, I won't die."

Wei Bu caught Wei Xinran's weakness, not just one.

Song Yanning, Xiang Zhi, Bai Mu.

Wei Xinran had to die.

He has no choice.

None of them have a choice.