Dangerous Contract

Almost at the moment when Tan Zhen called out Su Lang's name, Su Lang's hot tears rolled down as if a bank had burst.

This was the scene he had been looking forward to all the time for the past three months, but he never expected it to come so abruptly and so long.

"Su... Lang."

After Tan Zhen called out once, he called out the second and third times...

The big net that imprisoned him finally fell apart under his strong willpower. When he woke up, he saw the person he loved at first sight.

"Brother." The corners of Tan Zhen's mouth parted slightly, and Su Lang's reflection was in his eyes.

"Ah Zhen!" Su Lang stroked Tan Zhen's forehead and cheek vigorously, then grabbed Tan Zhen's hand and put it on his lips and kissed tremblingly, "Ah Zhen!"

Tan Zhen who just woke up can see Su Lang's figure, the world is pale to him.

But he has never been so relaxed and carefree, he tried his best to move the corner of his mouth, and smiled at Su Lang: "Brother, it's me, I'm Xiaoman."

Su Lang sniffled, buried his head in Tan Zhen's chest, and finally couldn't help crying.

On that day, the layer-by-layer explosions finally reached the -3 floor of Shaomao Sudeng.

Su Lang hugged Tan Zhen tightly in his arms, thinking, that's it, it's okay to die, it's better to die with the one you love than to go back to the canary life where no one will ever tell the truth.

Another burst of fire burst into the house, illuminating Kangkang's toy cabinet and the children's playground that Su Shaomao carefully designed for him.

Looking at the raging fire in front of him, Su Lang felt pain in his chest.

He looked at the photos of Kang Kang and Su Shaomao for a moment, and suddenly realized that dying like this was too wronged and not worth it.

He is still very young, and the future is still very long. He has just met the person he loves, and he has not taken him to see the world. Apart from Su Shaomao, who did not regret his death, there are even bigger poisonous insects and the truth waiting for him. he.

He wants to live again, to live the way he wants.

The fire aroused Su Lang's instinctive desire to survive.

He put the other half of the untorn towel quilt on Tan Zhen who was in a semi-conscious state, and tied Tan Zhen with himself.

He promised Tan Zhen that even if he climbed, he would lead him out layer by layer.

He waved his arms, swept away Kangkang's toy car, and struggled to get up with half-bent arms.

The burial point and explosion time of □□ were designed quite precisely, Su Lang actually noticed some rules to follow in the chaos.

In a daze, he believed it, and it wasn't Su Shaomao who set things up.It is really possible that the one who can afford such a high-tech explosive company is his biological father, Su Junliang.

In a life-threatening moment, all the stimuli become the motivation to try to live.

With Tan Zhen on his back, Su Lang found the next flight of stairs almost by instinct.

He was overjoyed for a while, silently gritted his teeth and climbed up.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the "-2" parking lot sign.

However, what he didn't expect was that during this time of taking a breath, the gun on the -2 floor did not detonate as expected, but directly exploded from the -1 floor.

By the time he realized it, it was already too late, and a huge plank rushed towards them without warning.

However, before Su Lang came back to his senses, Tan Zhen used all his strength to suppress Su Lang with the last bit of consciousness before he fell into a coma, and let the huge plank directly press on him.

Like a meat shield, it stood in front of Su Lang without hesitation in times of crisis.

"Don't!" Su Lang yelled, tore off the towel, put his arms around Tan Zhen's head and wailed like crazy.

Suddenly, time quieted down, there was no sound of explosions, and the buzzing in the ears gradually receded.

Then, the "mighty and mighty" police car whistled...

"Did the police come at last?"

A few days later, when Tan Zhen regained consciousness after waking up, he questioned Su Lang.

Su Lang smiled and pulled up a bench to sit in front of Tan Zhen, peeling an apple carefully.

"Answer me?" Tan Zhen stared at Su Lang's eyelashes. Although he had long forgotten what his little brother looked like in his memory, he was flustered when he saw Su Lang's charming eyes.

Su Lang calmly peeled the apple into pieces and put them on the dinner plate, then took off the fork and forked a piece to Tan Zhen's hand: "I can only eat a little bit, come on."

They both smiled when they looked at each other. After experiencing life and death, Su Lang felt that Tan Zhen was really cuter.

"Yeah," he continued to laugh, and he didn't know why, as long as he thought that Tan Zhen was still alive and all his physical indicators were gradually approaching normal values, he couldn't help laughing, "The police are here, and the police uncle rescued him in the end." What about us?"

"However, how did the police know what happened underground at Shaomao Speed ​​Stop?" Tan Zhen bit an apple with his canine teeth, and looked at Su Lang expectantly.

"Listen to me one by one..." Su Lang stroked Tan Zhen's messy hair lightly, and a gentle light shone from his eyes.

That night, Yu Xing was restless in the hospital.

On the one hand, he had just woken up, and he still had strong physical discomfort. On the other hand, he was very worried about the safety of Brother Zhen and Su Lang.

Just when he was sad, the colleague who accompanied him held up the phone and walked to him: "Yes... yes yes yes, it's Director Zhao's call, please answer it quickly."

Yu Xing was stunned for a moment.

He didn't know at that time that Zhao Guangming had been hijacked by Su Lang's gang to the private garden on the top floor of the Haitian Hotel, and he wondered if he was about to receive threats or something.

Unexpectedly, after answering the phone, Zhao Guangming's voice was very gentle.

He opened his mouth and asked, "Comrade Xiao Yu, I heard that you woke up, are you feeling better?"

Yu Xing couldn't figure out what Zhao Guangming meant, but tentatively replied: "Okay, it's better."

Zhao Guangming was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, and then said: "Yu Xing, you are a good boy and an upright person."

After hearing this abrupt sentence, Yu Xing's hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

Zhao Guangming continued: "I called you today specifically to apologize to you solemnly, to say I'm sorry!"

Yu Xing listened quietly, only to feel that the old director's speech was far less breathless than when holding a video conference on weekdays.

"That day in the underground, I was talking to the doctor at the door. You suddenly passed out and fell out of the corner, automatically revealing your whereabouts. The hammer on the back of the head was also hit by the doctor. He said that he had knocked out many people like this. You'll never wake up again."

"However, I can't bear it. I don't know what purpose you went there for, but I know that what you are doing is something I dare not do even if I am in an important position. They asked to let you go, anyway, according to them, you are a useless person."

"After Nana's surgery was completed, they blindfolded me and sent me to the ground again. The car stopped in a wasteland on the outskirts of the city. I took off my hood, and I really saw you who were sent out with Nana and me. It was me...it was me who drove the public car and sent you back to the dormitory through the unmonitored fire emergency exit."

"Yu Xing, I heard your report at the new intern work development meeting. You are indeed a courageous and upright child as you promised at the time!"

"Zhao... Director Zhao, you..."

Zhao Guangming ignored Yu Xing and continued: "When I was young, like you, I had a passion to fight against all dark and unfair things, but... as I got older, I did stupid things. "

"But... As a father, I have no regrets about operating on Nana!"

"Calling now, I just want to make a solemn confession to you, good boy, there is still a long way to go, and always be a good person!"

"I... I will accept my fate and take responsibility for my actions."

"Zhao Ju, what are you going to do?" Yu Xing's hands were sweating, and he vaguely felt that Zhao Guangming was explaining the funeral.

The author has something to say: Good night, see you tomorrow.