Rebirth of the Abandoned Son Without Regrets

Qian Fan shuttled past one shop after another, looking around without stopping.His eyes wandered among the crowd, looking for Sun Hao's figure, but his heart was secretly looking forward to the appearance of that person.Yin Chuan told him that Yan Yu was also on Huadeng Street.He has been looking for him for too long, too long, too long to give up a glimmer of hope.Where is his little Yu?

With an almost urgent mood, Qian Fan quickly looked around with his eyes, searching everywhere.No, no, still not... His heart was a little anxious, but he was not lost, because he firmly believed that this time he would be able to find that person, his little Yu!

There were chaotic voices coming from the corner of the street ahead, Qian Fan glanced over, but fixed on one place.The night wind blew the boy's forehead coldly, and he stood there, his figure seemed to melt into the night.Although that face had changed, Qian Fan recognized it at a glance.That is his little Yu, the person he has been looking for for three years!

Seeing the undisguised pointing movements of the people around him, and hearing their contemptuous or pitying voices, Qian Fan's eyes turned cold.No one can hurt his little Yu, no one!The peach-blossom eyes that were always raised at the tip of the eyes narrowed slightly, and looked at the onlookers with a cold light in their eyes, until they all left in silence.Qian Fan slowly put away his cold eyes, and walked towards the boy step by step.

Eighty steps, forty steps, ten steps... until he walked in front of the young man, his eyes kept looking at him without moving half a step away.There seemed to be countless emotions rolling in those peach blossom eyes that were often evoked, but in the end it only turned into a deep pool.With a trembling voice, he called out the long-lost name: "Xiaoyu..." But the young man didn't respond, still staring blankly into the distance.

A bad feeling spread in Qianfan's heart. He looked at the boy's slightly dull appearance, and tried to soften his voice to suppress the excitement in his heart.A magnetic voice sounded, and he asked, "What are you doing?"

Only then did the young man realize that there was someone beside him. He turned around slowly, his eyes fell on Qian Fan, and he slowly replied, "I'm waiting for someone." When he spoke, his eyes lit up slightly and the corners of his lips pursed. Start an arc.Qian Fan's heart seemed to be lightly smashed by something, it was full of soreness.With a lump in his throat, he was silent for a while.Then, in a soft voice with a trembling repression, he asked, "Who are you waiting for?"

Hearing this, the young man's lips turned into a bright smile. There seemed to be stars shining in his eyes, and the still slow speaking speed revealed a kind of joy of waiting, "I'm waiting for my Xiaofan." He bites the word Xiaofan very clearly, full of nostalgia.

"Then have you waited?" Qian Fan asked in a hoarse voice as his heart ached.Disappointment flashed across the young man's blank eyes, and he turned his eyes to the distance again, and said with some sadness: "No... I've been waiting for him for a long, long time..." The grievance in the voice was like a child, and it was easy to see.

Qian Fan walked up to him, seeming to want to hug him.He stared at the boy's eyes full of regret, and said slowly: "Xiao Yu, I am Lin Fan, your Xiao Fan..."

The boy didn't speak, but just stubbornly looked into the distance.He wants to wait for his Xiaofan, wait for him to pick him up and go home... There is a light and happy smile in the corner of his eyes, the night wind is still cold, and the boy is still waiting.He didn't look at Qianfan again, just like treating a stranger passing by.In the distance, there must be his Xiaofan.I promised to wait for him, so he won't break the contract...

Qian Fan's scorching heart cooled down, and he fell into an unprecedentedly cold place.His little Yu couldn't recognize him anymore.At this moment, in his eyes, he is no different from a stranger.This kind of cognition made Qianfan's eyes dim slightly, and his heart became depressed.How much he wanted the young man in front of him to know that he was his Xiaofan, but the young man would rather wait in the cold wind than take another look at him.

After all, he was so many years late... And why did his little Yu fall into such a situation?How many years has he been waiting in this seemingly prosperous but chaotic place?Has he ever been hurt, has he ever been wronged like before?Countless questions flashed across Qianfan's mind, and finally turned into a gentle question: "Xiaoyu, do you want to see Xiaofan?"

Yan Yu tilted his head when he heard the word Xiaofan, and repeated a little dullly: "Xiaofan?" When he read the name, his eyes were full of nostalgia and joy, and even the dullness subsided a bit. "Yeah. I know where Xiaofan is. I'll take you to find him, okay?" Qian Fan's voice was extremely gentle, fearing that he might startle the young man beside him, his words were full of sincere emotion.

Yan Yu's face was full of tangled struggles, and after a long time, he lowered his head and said in a low voice: "." His hands were twisted together in embarrassment, and with a sad emotion on his lowered head, he murmured softly: " I promised Xiaofan to wait for him obediently. I can’t leave, if I leave Xiaofan, I won’t be able to find him.”

If you can't find him, Xiaofan will be anxious.He has to wait for him all the time, waiting for him to take him home.Xiaofan, come and take me home... Yan Yu's eyes were full of loss and confusion, as if he had forgotten something.what is it then……

"Xiao Yu..." Qian Fan couldn't bear the long-suppressed emotion any longer, and hugged the boy tightly.Yan Yu seemed to be frightened, struggling desperately in his arms, but after a while he started to cry: "Let go of me! I will wait for my Xiaofan, my Xiaofan, Xiaofan..." His Fog rose from his eyes, and Qianfan's heart seemed to be stabbed.The place where the tears dripped was burning like pain, he let go of the restraint on Yan Yu.

His gaze inadvertently swept across the crowd, and when he touched a figure, his pupils shrank slightly.Sun Hao!A silver light flashed in front of his eyes, he was startled, and rushed towards Yan Yu, who was standing still, and led him to avoid the bullet that broke through the wind.

His body rolled to the ground, and Qian Fan firmly protected Yan Yu.He pulled out the gun from his waist and quickly fired a shot in Sun Hao's direction.There was a loud noise from the crowd, and they quickly dispersed.They realized there was a shootout here.Sun Hao in the crowd rolled on the spot as if prepared, narrowly dodging the flying bullets.

The neon lights of Huadeng Street are still shining beautifully, but this night has added a bit of danger.Tonight is destined to be unstable.

Qian Fan looked at Yan Yu's dumbfounded expression, feeling anxious in his heart, lest Sun Hao would attack him.His little Yu is just an ordinary person.Holding Yan Yu in his arms, he quickly shuttled back and forth under the cover of night, and placed him in a relatively safe place. "Xiaoyu, wait for me to come back obediently, don't go out one by one" Qian Fan said quickly, the eyes of Taohua, who was always light, were full of coldness.No one can hurt his little Yu!

□□ There was a light sound, and the aura around Qian Fan became extremely terrifying after leaving Yan Yu's sight.Under the cover of the night and every stall, he looked for Sun Hao's figure.Those black eyes reflected a little red light under the light, which was the color of infrared rays.There was a silver light that made him squint his eyes, raised his hand silently, and a bullet hit Sun Hao with the sound of breaking the wind.

Standing in a corner, Sun Hao felt a chill all over his body, and the feeling of his hair standing on end made him subconsciously flash to the left in fear, avoiding the vital position where the bullet was aiming at.Sweat dripped from his forehead, his face suddenly turned pale, but his eyes were full of hatred.thousand!Vatican!

Qian Fan pursed his lips in satisfaction if there was any smell of blood.The gun has to be fired one by one to be interesting, isn't it?A bloodthirsty light flashed across his eyes, and that monstrous face became more and more beautiful.There was a bone-chilling smile on the corner of his lips, which made people feel cold.Qian Fan was aroused by Sun Hao to kill in his heart, he squinted and thought: the game of cat and mouse has just begun.

Yan Yu, who was hiding in a corner, stared at Qian Fan and the flying bullets, and gradually lost his mind.His brain hurt like a needle prick, fragmented pictures flashed one by one, and he suddenly uttered an extremely suppressed cry similar to that of a wounded cub. "Xiaofan..." he muttered, but his body walked out uncontrollably.

At this moment, the sound of gunfire on the empty street gradually became thinner, and Sun Hao had suffered multiple gunshot wounds.He hid in a corner and panted violently, looking at Qian Fan who was doing his job with hatred, his eyes were full of madness.He must make Qianfan pay the price! ! ! !

Yan Yu unknowingly walked out of the hiding place, staggered and walked towards Qian Fan with absent-minded eyes.There, there are things that are very important to him.He must, must find him and tell him that he has been waiting for him obediently.Yan Yu's face was filled with a happy smile.Sun Hao recognized Yan Yu under the flashing neon lights as the person Qian Fan had protected before, a distorted smile flashed across his face, he walked out of the corner without hesitation, raised his hand and shot.

When Qian Fan saw Yan Yu walking towards him, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart was occupied by a huge panic—Xiao Yu!He didn't even have time to rescue him, but the short distance of dozens of steps was so long that he wanted to go crazy.A gunshot sounded next to his ear, a silver light flashed across Qian Fan's eyes, his heart seemed to be suffocated in an instant—his body was stiff and he couldn't move.There is a strong smell of blood coming from the tip of the nose, does that belong to Xiao Yu?

Qian Fan, who always smiled at everything, suddenly didn't dare to look at it, subconsciously resisting the answer that shocked him.A warm body fell into his arms, and the young man murmured softly next to his ear: "Xiaofan..." It was so familiar, it was engraved in the bone marrow.He hugged the boy vigorously, as if he wanted to integrate him into his body, "Xiaoyu, please don't leave me again..." The people beside him were intact, and his heart finally relaxed.Fortunately, his little Yu is fine.

"Afan, it's time to go back." Yin Chuan stood in the shadows, playing with the still warm gun in his hand.He looked at Sun Hao in the pool of blood with extremely cold eyes, his eyes were full of blood light.He finally captured the person who hurt and destroyed Gu Yuanyang in his previous life. "Don't let him die, take him back to the station." Yin Chuan said to the people who followed behind him, and soon several people took the unconscious Sun Hao away.

Yin Chuan held Gu Yuanyang's hand tightly, as if he wanted to absorb warmth, but also as if he wanted to pass it on.He lowered his head to look at Gu Yuanyang, seeing his faint smile towards him, he couldn't help but leaned over and kissed him, which was printed on his ear.Gu Yuanyang couldn't help widening his eyes, and his face turned slightly red.Yin Chuan happily curled the corners of his lips, and now his Yuanyang was by his side.

Qian Fan hugged the unconscious Yan Yu, frowning.He stood up and walked quickly to Huadeng Street.He wanted to hurry back to his residence in City A, and Xiao Yu couldn't wait.The three people who came here were finally in pairs when they returned.

The neon lights of Huadeng Street were still there, and the beautiful young man in the dark blue frowned.Xiaoyu, you haven't come back yet.There seemed to be faint gunshots in his ears, and he walked out suddenly.Xiaoyu!Seeing the empty street corner and the blood on the big beach, Qi's heart ached.He stood in the wind, his body was full of chills.With trembling hands, he dialed a number: "Yuan, help me find someone..."

The author has something to say:

Yangyang (looking up at the sky, eyes wide open): Chuanchuan, the sky is so blue!

Big Tail Lang Chuan (with dim eyes, looking at Yang Yang's protruding collarbone): Yang Yang, let's play a game!

Yang Yang (Simple, Kaisen): Good, good! (bows his head, pulls up his skirt) Chuanchuan, what are we playing?

Big Tail Langchuan (unhappy, dangerous smile): Yangyang, shall we play kiss? (eyes narrowed slightly, voice low and hoarse) Let's see who kisses more, okay?

Yangyang (subconsciously pulled his clothes, a little strange): Chuanchuan, why do you want to kiss?

Big-tailed Langchuan (couldn't help but pounce): Because...

Yang Yang (with teary eyes, hoarse voice): Woohoo, Chuanchuan is bad! (Unable to bear the tiredness, fell into a deep sleep)

Big Tail Lang Chuan (gazing affectionately, leaning over to kiss lightly, silently): Because ah...you are my treasure (cough cough, it's purely a spoof)...