The fiercest and the sweetest [ABO]

"Aheng..." Zhang Yang didn't understand why Yanheng's face was so ugly, he tried to pull Yanheng's sleeves again, and stared carefully at him who was as tall as a god.

Yan Heng shook off Zhang Yang's hand abruptly, and pushed him away five or six steps, with a thrilling hatred in his eyes: "Don't touch me!"

"..." Zhang Yang's eyes widened suddenly, he clenched his teeth tightly, and the muscles on his cheeks twitched constantly due to excitement.

The soft and boneless fingers burst out with incredible force and tightly grabbed the corner of Yanheng's clothes, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes involuntarily.

He was crying silently, his eyes were like those of a rabbit, they were so red as if he had been bullied miserably.

Yan Heng, who was always easy to soften his heart, pushed people away with incomparable force.

He strode forward with a cold face, completely ignoring Zhang Yang who was still crying behind him, his expression tensed, like a blackened pot.

Xu Qin didn't know when she came out from the shadows, and she was standing not far from Zhang Yang.

The black eyes reflected the cold light, like the poisonous snake coiled around the body of the dying person little by little, and the snake Xinzi slowly licked its prey.

"What happened?"

Lin Yan had just finished her liberal arts class and was about to go back to the office when she saw Zhang Yang squatting in a corner crying. His little face was covered with teardrops, and his sunny eyes were full of tears.

When Zhang Yang was questioned, he tried hard to suppress the tremor in his voice, squeezed out a very embarrassed smile, and even said he stumbled in the answer, his body trembling in the spring breeze.

No one knew how much torture Yan Heng had suffered during this time. He rushed back home with a cold face, and slammed the door hard.

The bony fingers carefully picked up the draft book and lowered his head, his nostrils were filled with a sweet smell that was about to disappear...

This is the only thing Jiang Yao left behind... Before he could receive the gift from Jiang Yao, Jiang Yao left...

This draft book is the last time Xie Chen forgot to clean it up to keep...

Thinking to this point, Yan Heng's eyes couldn't help but start to freeze, the tip of his tongue licked his sharper teeth, and his deep eyelids stared at the call page that was already full of no one answered.

No matter what, he will definitely chase Jiang Yao back!No matter how difficult and difficult the process is, he will definitely do it.

After all, he was the one who accidentally lost his little treasure... the little treasure that he had always kept on top of his heart.

The sky is vast and boundless, and no one knows how far and far this piece of sky can extend.

The little bird sang crisply and melodiously on the branches, and its chubby figure was like a ball of fur, which made people tremble.

Green eyes quietly appeared behind the bird, like the eyes of a pool of water reflecting the bird's feathers.

The movements of Jiang Yao's subordinates couldn't help speeding up. As soon as the black charcoal pencil stopped, the bluebird shrank into the dense leaves again.

The brightly colored roses lazily stretched their branches and leaves, and the golden sun refracted the just sprinkled water drops, drop by drop like diamonds in the ground.

"remote."

The inaccurate Chinese pronunciation made this word sound extremely weird, but Jiang Yao turned around consciously, his cool eyes were like the unattainable cold wind.

"Senior. Is there something wrong?"

On the drawing board is a bird with a high singing voice, and the rose next to it has been weakened and turned into a foil.

Even though the whole painting is black and white, it has an inexplicable sense of freshness, as if all this is like the colorfulness and vitality of this world.

"Are you free to have dinner together today?"

The blond-haired senior invited Jiang Yao with kindness, and those sapphire-like eyes were full of incomparable affection, which could be indulged in with just a glance.

Jiang Yao lifted the drawing board, and his thin lips evoked a half-salty smile, politely: "Sorry senior, I still have things to do today."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yao was about to walk sideways. The senior who was rejected wanted to grab Jiang Yao's wrist in anger, but a light sweep of his cold eyes made him stop his extremely offensive movements.

Jiang Yao is like the only surviving god in the world, who can't help being offended by any humble body.

With a cold face, he left the garden where he always stayed. His bony fingers rolled up the painting he had just painted, and a thin rope was neatly tied into a bow.

The painting tube on the side had already been piled with countless sheets of drawing paper, Jiang Yao seemed to be relieved, and collapsed on the soft sofa.

Sunlight streamed in from the undrawn curtains, and the warm-toned sun clearly shone on the cold everything in the house.

As if resisting, a glass product is trying to exude its own brilliance under the coffee table, longing for the owner's attention and love.

It's a pity that its abacus finally came to nothing.

After lying down for a while, Jiang Yao went straight back to his dark bedroom. He opened the closet from memory, fumbled for a bathrobe suitable for sleeping, and raised his legs to go out.

The bathtub is filled with warm water, with a few pink petals floating on the crystal clear water, and the overflowing foam exudes fragrance in this bathroom.

The body of a young man is always full of vitality, and even after experiencing despair and troughs, he can always return to normal quickly.

The bony fingers gently pressed the sensitive glands, and the emerald green eyes seemed to be filled with mist, and it was impossible to tell whether it was water or tears.

The medical research report was discarded on the table, and the two normal characters on it seemed to be constantly soothing the restless hearts.

"elder brother."

With a cold face, Jiang Yao covered his wet hair with a towel, stared at the light in the distance with his clear eyes, and pressed his slender fingers gently on the cold railing, not knowing what to feel in his heart.

Hearing Jiang Yao's extremely cold tone, no matter how strong Jiang Yuan was, his heart was still a little sour.

He stopped turning the pages of the book, and looked at the photos on the desk with his black eyes in despair. After a long while, he sighed slowly.

"How's it going?"

For the expected question, Jiang Yao's face remained as calm as ever, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was restrained a bit coldly.

It's like a child who is gradually growing up, walking step by step into the dirty world of adults.

"It's all good..." The tone was gentle, but after careful exploration, one could still feel the indifference and coldness in it.

"I hope you won't lie to me."

Jiang Yuan's voice was distorted from the phone, and he sighed to show his helplessness.The crisp sound of fingers tapping on the table was like the whisper of the devil urging people to go on the road.

Hearing these words, Jiang Yao's expression finally changed a little. He took a small step back, exposing his fair calf to the cool air, and raised his eyes to look up at the stars on the ceiling.

There are stars in those eyes.

"Brother, I won't lie to you."

It was just a breakup, and Jiang Yao believed that he would be able to get through it.

Even though it seems that I still miss the old days constantly, but as long as the time is long enough, there is nothing that cannot be forgotten, isn't it?

Time is the best medicine in this world, no matter how deep the pain is, it will be healed by time.

Hearing Jiang Yao's words, Jiang Yuan couldn't continue to struggle no matter how disturbed he was.He carefully instructed Jiang Yao a few words, and then hung up the phone hesitantly.

The sun has already shone into the darkness, but the world is so big, there are always places where the light cannot enter.

The gloomy and twisted alleys seem to mark this past that people don't want to recall.

Zhang Yang's face turned cold, his hands were obediently hanging by his sides, his body was shaking uncontrollably, but he still tried his best to walk forward and pushed open the door of evil.

There were a few more unfamiliar faces inside, and the face of Cheng Siyi who was sitting on the side became more and more distorted.

He glared hard at Zhang Yang who had just come over, those small eyes were full of evil and darkness like a devil.

"Kneel down."

The male duck's voice issued an irresistible order, and Zhang Yang's face was full of tears, but this did not get the pity of one of them at all, it only aroused their boundless and even distorted abusive intentions.

The white body trembled in the air, the straight back was forced to bend, the knuckle fingers were tied together, and the tearful eyes were covered with a black cloth.

The endless humiliation and abuse have left a mark on the young man's mind.A pair of shiny leather shoes stepped on the most vulnerable lower abdomen, and the black shoes were printed wantonly on the body.

"I said why are you crying!"

A sharp slap hit Zhang Yang's small face, and the force made the black cloth tied crooked a little, revealing a trace of light.

Luo Ping, who hadn't seen him for a long time, unexpectedly appeared in this place today. He kicked Zhang Yang's body desperately as if to vent, and the soot with sparks between his fingers kept falling to the sensitive posterior gland.

The darkness was boundless, and it seemed that it was about to engulf this little boy.

The solid door was suddenly kicked open, and the people inside looked at the large group of people who broke in in extreme horror, and were so dazed that they even forgot to say anything.

"Don't move, policeman! Now you are suspected of being involved in a single crime of bullying omega, please come with us."

Only then did the crowd react, and Luo Ping withdrew his hand that was about to slap Zhang Yang, pretending to be calm and looking at the large group of policemen, his voice trembling.

"Let me tell you, I am the son of the Luo family! You can't arrest me!"

This sentence seemed to have a chain reaction. Except for Zhang Yang who was still crying, everyone in the room was talking about which family they belonged to, and they couldn't catch themselves, otherwise they would be unable to eat and walk around.

Naturally, the police in City A often face this kind of situation. After all, in such a small place in City A, it is possible that a single brick could kill several officials.

They handcuffed Luo Ping, Cheng Siyi and others meticulously, and then invited the group of elders and young masters into a small police car.

At some point, a girl approached Zhang Yang who was still lying on the ground crying. Her arms hanging in mid-air trembled faintly, and her eyes looked at this little omega pitifully.

As if struggling, a syringe was exposed between her fingers, and she slowly retracted it.

But thinking of her younger brother who was still lying on the hospital bed waiting for life-saving money, her weak eyes became extremely hard again.The silvery needles gently pierce the most fragile gland.

Zhang Yang's eyes widened, and before he could utter a cry for help, he lost his life.

The girl hurriedly pretended nothing happened and left the sad crime scene.

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Small story

"Are you afraid of me?"

Jiang Zhui's eyebrows couldn't help furrowing slightly, and his bony fingers lightly brushed the corners of his mouth.

"No... no."

Lin Jin was so frightened that he almost cried. Looking at the big president in front of him, he suddenly remembered the first time he saw Jiang Zhui.

At that time, Jiang Zhui was sitting in the first row, and beside him was a young man with green eyes, who looked picturesque, and just looking at it made people very happy.

He saw Jiang Zhui bent down beside the boy and whispered a few words, and the boy left the scene with a smile on his face.

Then he was done and it was time to return.

After this complicated show, An Jixia suddenly came in from the door, with Jiang Chase at his side.

Jiang Zhui looked completely different from before, it seemed that even his aura was cold and windy.

That pair of deep eyes were even more frightening than the devil's abyss, and he calmly looked at every part of him like this.

"not bad."