Killed by the scumbag Bai Yueguang and came back [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Junhao's heart trembled when he heard such words, he... who is he feeling sorry for?

Letting go of the man's wrist, Yan Jingze advanced instead of retreating. With a sneer, he said, "Aren't you very jealous, jealous that I can come from behind and have this perfect him?"

jealous?Jiang Junhao asked himself?

Yes, he was jealous, crazy with jealousy!

When he saw the hickey on the young man's neck, he was so jealous that he almost went crazy, he wanted to kill the person who left the smell on the young man, he wanted to kill that person!

As if thinking of something, Yan Jingze looked at Jiang Junhao who was not far away with some unclear provocation in his eyes, "Since you have never dared to take that step and tell him that you have always liked him, then you can't Blame others for coming from behind, since you only dare to be his good brother, then I don't mind standing by his side."

And now, I did.

Jiang Junhao was a little irritated by these words, he stared at the human not far away and said: "Yi Chuan won't be tempted by you, you secretly robbed him of everything, he won't be half-distracted by you."

"Be tempted? I will have a lot of time to make him fall for me in the future, but now..." Looking provocatively at the man across from him, Yan Jingze said with a victorious smile: "I have taken the first step perfectly. , he is already my person from the inside to the outside.”

Seeing the man's whole body trembling from the stimulation, Yan Jingze not only didn't stop, but started to speak vaguely.

"You may never know how attractive he is on the bed, how beautiful he is, how beautiful he is when he is shaking and crying..."

"You said that if he falls in love with me in captivity in the future, will he find that everything will collapse, will he be completely depraved like me, will he never be able to leave me, will he..."

Sentences of harsh words, like sensitive and sharp thorns, stabbed fiercely into Jiang Junhao's heart.

His Yi Chuan, the young boy who was beautiful and picturesque since he was a child, the young boy who was polite to everyone, the young man who grew up with a gentle and perfect smile...

Being raised by this person like a toy, manipulated like a toy, bullied and plundered like a toy...

His Yi Chuan, his Yi Chuan! ! !

At this moment, Jiang Junhao, who was completely stimulated and lost his mind, suddenly took out a gun from his waist, raised it and pointed it at the man not far away.

Kill him, kill him, kill him! ! !

This idea was roaring in Jiang Junhao's mind, roaring in the entire sea of ​​consciousness, but as a special police officer, his reason since he was a child told him, no, no, you can't do this.

He's a cop, he can't do that, he can't! ! !

But he hurt Yi Chuan, this bastard hurt Yi Chuan, his most important Yi Chuan! ! !

The two extreme emotions were torn apart violently, and the tightly held gun was trembling and crumbling several times.

The moment Yan Jingze saw the man finally taking out his gun, a victor's smile appeared on the corner of Yan Jingze's mouth. He knew that he had won the battle between him and Jiang Junhao.

He pulled out the last nail in his stable life with Wen Yichuan.

Gu Weizhou, who saw the scene from the beginning to the end, said, [Sure enough, Jiang Junhao is too upright, he can't play this white cut black. 】

There was a camera installed on the rooftop, and Jiang Junhao actually raised his gun at the "innocent person" under the camera. This is a taboo for special police officers.

Just thinking about what the man said just now, Gu Weizhou said curiously: 【Could it be that I was 'beep' cried on the bed before? 】

[The one who was cried by 'beep' called Dad. 】

[He knelt down on me the next day, shouldn't he call me daddy? 】

[Is there any father who was 'beep' in turn...? 】

[…] Well, with this logic, you win.

Compared with Jiang Junhao's struggle and hesitation at the edge of the principle and the bottom line, Yan Jingze took out the long-distance injection of anesthetic that had been prepared for him long ago, and pressed it on the person without any hesitation.

With an expression of disbelief, Jiang Junhao looked at the smiling man not far away who was almost unfamiliar to him, closed his eyes powerlessly and fell down.

Yi... Chuan...!

Looking at the unbelievable expression on the person's face, the arc of Yan Jingze's lips was too thin and cool.

Upright?Heh... just stupid.

It's just that the smile didn't last for three seconds. Yan Jingze, who had been watching his rival closely, saw the direction of the rooftop door behind him blocked by Jiang Junhao's figure at the moment when Jiang Junhao's figure fell to the ground. Paper is extremely weak face.

When that paper-pale face came into view, when he saw those despairing eyes that were almost ashen, Yan Jingze's pupils shrank suddenly, and the blood in his whole body instantly cooled down.

Yi Chuan, why is Yi Chuan...how...why is he here...?

The instant stagnation of blood caused Yan Jingze's brain, which was always spinning very fast, to completely freeze. He wanted to pretend that nothing had happened to greet people, but when facing those empty eyes, he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth. No.

No, no, just now he just wanted to provoke Jiang Junhao to talk nonsense, he was just talking nonsense, he loves this person very much, loves him very much...

Yan Jingze knew that he should rush over to tell that person, explain to him what happened just now, and tell him that he had to do it all, but when he raised his foot towards that person, the first time in that person's life time, stepped back.

Those beautiful eyes, always filled with the world's gentle spring breeze, looked at him blankly, his face was so pale that it was dead silent.

"Yi... Yi... Chuan... I... I..." I love you, I love you, I really love you.

Before he could say anything, Yan Jingze saw someone not far away suddenly smile at him.

It was clearly as gentle as before, but for some reason, in Yan Jingze's eyes, the smile was as piercing as a knife, making him tremble with fear.

"...so...is it you..."

That night was not a misunderstanding, it was you who did it on purpose, you have been planning to lie to me all along, even you are the person behind the Wen family.

A person who gets along with me day and night, a person who I think is the only one who comforts me in my most embarrassing time, a person who I think I can trust wholeheartedly.

But I don't want to think that everything turned out to be a setup by you...

Bureau?

It's ridiculous.

It's ridiculously excessive.

My Wen Yichuan's life is really a big joke.

Since I was a child, I have worked hard step by step towards an impossible end, thinking that I am not good enough, that I am not good enough, that I have no childhood, no family, and no life to live.

Just because of their selfishness, just because of that childhood resentment towards my so-called parents.

That suffocating space is really too painful, I just want to experience the kind of life with family, affection, and warmth.

I hope that someone will put a coat on me when I am cold, cook delicious meals for me when I am hungry, and lend me a shoulder to lean on when I am saddest...

As long as that's the case.

I thought, I met.

I met another starting point in my life, a person who can accompany me and give me a warm feeling that I have been seeking for a lifetime since I was a child.

But...why, you are fake too.

Why, even you are lying to me.

In the eyes of all of you, I am probably a fool, a fool who can be manipulated by all of you for a lifetime, deceived by you for a lifetime, and fooled by you for a lifetime.

Famous, perfect, the proud son of heaven...?

That was never me, I was just an idiot chasing disillusionment for over 20 years.

Biggest joke in the eyes of all of you.

Cold tears fell from the end of the young man's eyes, one drop after another, one after another, he kept backing away, as if he wanted to use this movement to exit the world he enclosed, as if he wanted to use this movement to escape from him surrounded by.

Yan Jingze opened his lips and said in a trembling voice: "I...I just...don't want to lose you...I just...don't want to lose you like this...Yi Chuan...Yi Chuan...don't...don't..."

Feeling the railing touched by the waist and the skirting line touched by the heels, Gu Weizhou, who listened to the trembling words of the man not far away, raised his eyes and said with tears all over his face: "...you have never... never Got it... If you mean this body...then..."

With a bright smile, "...I'll just give it to you now."

The moment the words fell, the body leaned back, and the whole person fell outwards in a free fall.

"don't want--!!!"

In the roar of collapse, Yan Jingze rushed forward, trying to grab the man's hand, but he didn't even brush the hem of the young man's clothes.

The man in sight was like the angel he had imagined countless times in his mind, far away from his dark world little by little, far away completely.

Even... this freedom was bought with blood all over the ground.

Looking at the distance that seemed to separate two worlds, seeing the only trace of blood left in his sight, seeing the appearance of other people with their eyes closed in embarrassment, Yan Jingze on the roof kept dripping tears from his eyes, The pain of collapse is everywhere, like the whole world has completely collapsed and broken.

He didn't, he never thought about it that way, really never.

He likes him, he likes him who is full of kindness no matter when and where, he likes that person who is still trying to smile even though he is bruised and bruised by this world.

This liking has nothing to do with who he is, it's just because he is him, the perfect, elegant, fragile, wanting to protect, and distressing Wen Yichuan.

When we met for the first time, he walked towards him with a smile like a warm wind on his face, as if the sunshine that covered the earth became extremely warm that day.

He tried his best to take care of everything in the school, and when he left, he raised his hand on the phone, which was rarely seen with a pretty flying hand.

He was chattering by the side of the car to help deal with the wound, the tenderness in his brows and eyes was more intoxicating than Xia Ye's starlight.

Scene after scene, all the scenes seemed to happen yesterday, all the smiles seemed to remain in front of his eyes, and all the fragility seemed to make him feel so distressed that he wanted to kiss the tears from the corners of his eyes.

It was obvious that he should be proud, that he should be extremely dazzling, and that Wen Yichuan, who clearly had an extremely perfect life, was destroyed by his own hands.