Withdrawal reaction [ABO]

If Lu Mo's actions are to be disclosed to the world, Cheng Lan is the only witness.

However, Cheng Lan was protected by the Cheng family in Chengzhou, and currently the only Cheng family in Qinzhou is Cheng Huang.

Wei Xinran told Song Yanning exactly what he had planned with Hua Yuan, and Hua Yuan conveyed Cheng Huan's meaning.

"Cheng Lan wants to see you." Hua Yuan lay on the sofa smoking a cigarette, "Cheng Luan also wants to see you."

Wei Xinran glared at Hua Yuan, Hua Yuan reluctantly put out the cigarette.

Wei Xinran tentatively said softly: "If Ningning--"

"I don't want to see you." Song Yanning said calmly, "They abandoned me. In the teacher's plan, it would be better not to see me, right? If that's the case, let's follow the plan."

"I want to take revenge on them." Song Yanning looked at Wei Xinran, "So you should stay rational, right?"

Wei Xinran nodded, and fondled Song Yanning's head.

His Ningning has changed.

It's no longer the silly, cute and weak Omega from before, and it's no longer the pathological existence on the verge of collapse, but the calm and intelligent Song Yanning.

Wei Xinran didn't know whether to be happy or worried for a while.

He was much more lively and cute before than now.

He will come to seduce him thinking he is smart, and he can see the vigor and agility that only belongs to teenagers at a glance; big kids.

He won't now.

He grew up overnight, and overnight, he became an appearance that Wei Xinran had never imagined.

He became calm and rational, and instantly learned to be hypocritical and submissive, and learned to have a certain amount of advance and retreat.After quitting the drug, for some reason, Song Yanning learned to smoke.

Song Yanning often wakes up in the middle of the night, and Wei Xinran knows it all too well.

He is a killer, if the person in his arms moves a little bit, he will wake up.

Sometimes Wei Xinran pretended to be asleep, and Song Yanning would watch him quietly, kiss the corner of his lips, turn over and get out of bed, lean against the French window, and smoke quietly.

Wei Xinran opened his eyes, and saw Song Yanning's lonely back.

The curtain was opened a slit, and the world turned into soft colors, colorful and dazzling, leaving an old ray of light on his face.

The rest is endless darkness.

His hair was cut short, and the tips of the hair were stained with color and swayed slightly over his ears.

Wei Xinran looked at him quietly, and saw him lighting a cigarette with his head bowed, his lowered eyes were charming and indescribable.Sometimes he laughs and blows a puff of smoke out of the window, sometimes he blinks silently and sheds a tear.

He was in pain.

Wei Xinran understood the heavy and long-lasting bitterness.

I can't explain clearly, but I just have a mouth full of pain that can't be resolved, I can't sleep at night, I don't know the taste of food, I can only keep recalling what I have done, but I still can't figure out a clue.

After Wei Xinran killed someone for the first time, and after Wei Xinran finally got rid of the killer, he felt this way.

After getting through the withdrawal reaction, the following days are still bitter.

It is always easy to fall into misery, but difficult to return to happiness.

Song Yanning became calm and rational, and when necessary, he would show a false smile.

Impeccable, impeccable smile, people can not find a trace of flaws.

Wei Xinran didn't like it.

He didn't want Song Yanning to do the same to him.

"Ning Ning." Wei Xinran squeezed Song Yanning's hand tightly, "You don't have to do this to me."

Song Yanning was stunned for a moment, then squeezed Wei Xinran's hand tightly, and then leaned her head on Wei Xinran's shoulder.

"Wei Xinran... thank you." Song Yanning said softly, "You are the best person I have ever met."

When Song Yanning woke up to smoke in the middle of the night, Wei Xinran would always hug him from behind when his cigarette was about to run out.

Warmth came from behind, and the pheromones belonging to his husband filled the air, and the milk-flavored pheromones made him feel peaceful and gentle.

In the boundless night, he is not alone, he has support.

All this is because of Wei Xinran.

Wei Xinran is the most important existence and cannot be lost.

So if Wei Xinran had any purpose, Song Yanning would do his best to help him.

The incident of Song Yanzhi rolling down the stairs, and the incident of Wei Xinran standing up suddenly from the wheelchair were all suppressed by Wei Xinran.

Jiang Yu, as the best hacker in Qinzhou, immediately deleted all the evidence. Bai Mu, as the best killer trainer in Qinzhou, took Wei Qiu together, bribed all the others, and then threatened Song Hui viciously.

Wei Xinran continued to pretend to be paralyzed openly.

When Song Yanning walked into Wei Yingran's music institution, Leyue with dreadlocks rushed down immediately.

"Mr. Song, you are here!" Le Yue gave Song Yanning a friendly hug, "Young master has been looking for you for a long time! Every time I come here, I quarrel with the boss!"

Song Yanning: "..."

Young master Lu Yunhuan is good, but he is too noisy.

And he seemed to have misunderstood that Wei Yingran was a bad person, and always quarreled with Wei Yingran.

Song Yanning was silent for a long time, then smiled and said, "It's okay, just leave it to me next time."

Le Yue was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "Mr. Song, you seem to have changed a lot."

Song Yanning smiled slightly and asked, "Is there any? Is it because you suddenly wore a suit?"

Le Yue looked at it stupidly, nodded and said: "It's possible. Hey, don't tell me, Teacher Song looks good in a suit. Sure enough, good-looking people are good, and they look beautiful in anything."

Song Yanning didn't get involved with Leyue, the chatterbox, and asked, "I wrote a few songs, can you listen to them for me?"

Le Yue blushed immediately: "Hey, you are polite, the songs you wrote are full of praise from the seniors, let alone me, I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it!"

Song Yanning patted his arm and said with a smile: "Mr. Le, don't underestimate yourself. I'm just a newcomer, and I have to trouble you for other things."

Seeing that the talkative Leyue was about to start chattering again, Song Yanning took out his notebook and connected it to the small stereo on the table with quick eyesight and quick hands.

Le Yue was too embarrassed to talk any more, so she sat down at the table and prepared to listen to the song honestly.

Song Yanning glanced at him lightly, and hooked the corners of her mouth.

Song Yanning released her own pheromone, silently comforting Le Yue's pheromone.

The pheromones of Omega have a soothing effect, which Hua Shang taught him.

In the next second, the music permeated every corner of the room, even intertwined with the sunlight, magnificent and soft, like the grand tenderness in the heart of an ambitious hero, or like dew falling from the palace of heaven.

The grand and powerful gentle music is like an invincible army that can defeat all dark tears.This music is full of grand and grand love, bright and brilliant, powerful and powerful, with fearless enthusiasm sweeping through all obstacles.

But in the next second, love suddenly shattered, and boundless darkness swept over the sky.

Everything is destroyed, everything is gone, everything is gone, everything is lost.

Everything is ridiculous, betrayal tears up the light, crushes and tramples all love.

Falling from the sky to hell, falling into the abyss, beyond redemption.

The music that stops abruptly after the roar leaves people with infinite imagination and unfinished thoughts.

Le Yue froze in place for a long time, then stammered and asked, "Is this your work?"

Song Yanning tilted her head with a smile and asked, "What's wrong?"

Le Yue stammered: "No, seeing how weak your prose is, how did you write such... erm... such a desperate song?"

"Is there anything strange about this?" Song Yanning sat down in front of Le Yue, raised Erlang's legs, and clasped his fingers on his knees.

His hair was cut short, his thin eyebrows flew towards his temples, and his beautiful peach eyes were naturally moist. He was born beautiful, but at this time, there was a bit of unpredictable coldness in the warmth.

He leaned back slightly, with a feeling of arrogance.

Le Yue scratched his head and said awkwardly: "It's not a problem, I just think, I don't think you are like—"

Not like someone who has experienced the pain of despair.

"People always have to despair, right?" Song Yanning said, "But it won't be written on the face, will it?"

Le Yue nodded in a daze.

Song Yanning opened her mouth and smiled, the smile in her eyes was meticulous.