Peach blossoms are blooming on him

"Is Han Ruoshui still missing?" He Lan's voice was a bit gloomy. Before mentioning the three words "Han Ruoshui", he would only hate Wei Jiuge bitterly. Now that these three words are mentioned, he wished he could pick up two With a knife, he chopped Han Ruoshui to death with a knife, and he killed himself with a knife.

Meng Xinghe pushed the gold-rimmed glasses: "No."

"You answered honestly." He Lan snorted coldly.

Meng Xinghe glanced at him, and a gleam flashed in his eyes: "Don't worry, he can't run away."

He Lan crossed her long legs, playing with a goblet in her hand, and stared at the door of the office with unfathomable eyes.

It looked like he was thinking about some conspiracy, but in fact he was just seriously considering whether to hang the painting that Wei Jiuge gave him in his office later. There is a good place behind the door, right next to his desk. against.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the door of his office.

Just as Meng Xinghe was about to go out to see what happened, the door of He Lan's office was knocked open from the outside.

"Brother Lan! Brother Lan, please save us!" Han Xiaonian threw himself on He Lan as soon as he came in, crying until he was crying, "...Brother Lan, no matter what my brother did, I...we The Han family is innocent! It's all his fault!! If he doesn't come back, this kind of thing won't happen! Everything is his fault!!"

When Han Xiaonian's young face said these words, it looked extremely hideous and extremely ugly.

He Lan pushed him away in disgust, looked straight into his eyes, and said with a sneer, "Innocent? No one in your Han family is innocent! As long as Han Ruoshui doesn't come out for a day, you won't be able to live a day." peaceful!"

"Brother Lan..." Han Xiaonian hugged He Lan's calf and said while crying, "Our family has a lot of debt collectors every day. They threatened my parents and said they would chop me up and feed them to the dogs... It's terrible. My parents are tired and sick too...Sometimes there are reporters going to secretly take pictures in the middle of the night. Brother Lan, you were not like this before, you love me so much... Please, help me, let me do whatever ah!"

He Lan frowned in disgust, grabbed Han Xiaonian's hair, and said viciously, "I want you to jump off the 26th floor."

Han Xiaonian turned pale with fright and trembled all over: "I... I was wrong, Brother Lan, I was wrong!"

"You don't deserve to call these three words. He is the only one in this world who can call me 'Brother Lan'. I hate the others." He Lan pulled his hair and tossed it back, and Han Xiaonian almost slipped out of the door.

"Don't let me see you again. Your house is not clean. If nothing happened before, our He family took care of it for you. You should be responsible for the immoral things you do yourself!" He Lan said to Meng Xinghe wink.

Meng Xinghe picked up Han Xiaonian's collar and threw him into the corridor like trash.Han Xiaonian was in tears, he couldn't understand why He Lan hated him so much, He Lan loved him so much before.

All of this was because of Han Ruoshui, the man who had been dead for ten years and then suddenly came back to life.

Han Xiaonian's growth environment doomed him to be emotionally incomplete. He was selfish, timid and cowardly, and he didn't know how to be grateful. It seemed that he was born to be pampered and loved unconditionally.

But having said that, isn't it human nature to be "kind"?At the beginning of human beings, nature is good.However, there is no kindness in Han Xiaonian's body, only ignorant malice.

After Han Xiaonian was driven away, He Lan's mood was extremely bad.

These scums turned out to be the people he had exhausted his energy and financial resources to cover before, but the people who should really be covered by him were tortured.

Everyone in the Han family seemed to remind him of how stupid and cruel his past crimes were every time he saw them.

Ever since seeing Huang Yingying that day, Wei Jiuge's mood has become very complicated.

If Huang Yingying was really his sister, in his current state, he didn't dare to disturb her life at all.He didn't even dare to ask Huang Yingying's age, she smiled like an angel, whether it was his sister or not, Wei Jiuge wanted to protect her smile.

It's been a while since I left He Lan, and everything around me seems to have changed, yet nothing seems to have changed.

He doesn't need to go to filming, and he doesn't need to stand in front of the camera and let various people judge him. This long-lost self makes him feel extremely relaxed.

Qin Yunhao is very busy with work, but he will send him a message every day no matter how late it is.Sometimes when I get off work early, I will drive him out for dinner.

Wei Jiuge didn't think much about it at first, but by chance, he accidentally saw Qin Yunhao's mobile phone wallpaper. It was an old-fashioned boy in white clothes.

Wei Jiuge felt a little familiar, but didn't care at the time.But after Qin Yunhao left, he suddenly remembered that it was a still from the first movie he ever participated in.

Wei Jiuge didn't want to verify the conjecture in his heart. Qin Yunhao played a role between friends and family to him. He even felt that as long as he had such a narrow guess, it would be an insult to Qin Yunhao.

In the next few days, Qin Yunhao still treated him as usual, but Wei Jiuge quietly pulled up a vague barrier between the two.

He dare not test some feelings, let alone destroy them, even if he accidentally scratches them, he is not willing to part with them.

Wei Jiuge himself is a bit like a wandering cloud and a wild crane. When he likes it, he has to like it even if he is smashed to pieces;

But it's still very difficult.

During the day, Wei Jiuge likes to sit on the balcony and bask in the sun and read a book, with a cup of tea at hand, and he plays his favorite music in the room. Sometimes Erlang Shen protests against his music and whines at him in dissatisfaction.

He doesn't want to work yet, and he doesn't know what else he will do besides acting.It wasn't that he was afraid of reintegrating into society, but that he didn't want to integrate at all, as if everything was boring.

Wei Jiuge seemed to have just had an ordinary relationship, and then broke up in an ordinary way.

On the surface, he was almost the same as before, and Qin Yunhao also met him often during this period, and also did not notice any strangeness in him.

But Wei Jiuge lost weight, and the expression on his face became more and more rigid. Sometimes when he was reading a book, he would start to wander, and his consciousness would fly to nowhere.

It's okay during the day, but terrible at night.

It was pitch black and very quiet.

Wei Jiuge always suffers from insomnia. Sometimes he feels that someone is always staring at him in the bedroom. He can't see the face of that black shadow clearly. He only knows that the black shadow likes to stand by his bed and stare at him. He always feels that the black shadow He was still holding a knife in his hand, as if if he turned over a little, the black shadow would slash at him.

This state of affairs has actually been going on for some time.

Even though Wei Jiuge didn't want to believe this fact, he knew that something was wrong with his spirit.

In the dead of night, he knew in his heart that there was no one beside the bed, but he just saw it.

A few days ago, he could only see that black shadow in the middle of the night, but now as soon as he turned off the light, that black shadow would appear, and the frequency of appearance was getting higher and higher.Before, black shadows only appeared in the bedroom, but now they can be seen almost everywhere.

Wei Jiuge's eyes were covered with dense red blood, his whole body sank on the slumped sofa, staring at the direction of the balcony motionlessly.

As the sky was getting dark, Wei Jiuge almost maintained that posture for a whole afternoon.

He felt like he was about to collapse.

He didn't want to admit that he was a psycho, he suddenly grabbed the medicine box on the coffee table angrily, and threw it towards the balcony, and immediately scattered the white pills all over the floor.

Erlang looked at Wei Jiuge in confusion, and cautiously whined at him, but Wei Jiuge didn't look at it, turned around and rushed into the bathroom.

He panicked and locked the bathroom door, as if a devil would rush in a second later.He turned on the light in the bathroom, and it was as bright as day in an instant.

Wei Jiuge looked at the embarrassed man in the mirror, and suddenly became quiet.

He looked at the man in the mirror with scarlet eyes, the man in the mirror hesitated to speak, and finally spoke.

"Wei Lingyu, you useless. Are you still thinking about him? Hahaha..." The person in the mirror suddenly laughed wildly, "You trash! You trash! You trash!"

"I...I'm not a wimp, I'm not a wimp..." Wei Jiuge hugged his head and muttered to himself, "Shut up, shut up!"

"You're a coward! Do you dare to say that you don't love He Lan?" The man in the mirror was aggressive.

When Wei Jiuge heard that name, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with tears instantly: "I, I don't...I can't..."

"Say you love him! You scumbag!"

"Ahhh!!" Wei Jiuge had a splitting headache, as if something in his chest was gnawing at his heart inch by inch. With red eyes, he raised his fist and slammed his fist at the man in the mirror, "Who are you? Mouth!!"

With a "crash", the mirror on the sink shattered to the ground, and the man in the mirror disappeared.

Wei Jiuge's hands were immediately covered with blood, but he acted as if he hadn't seen it, and felt no pain at all.Wei Jiuge sat down on the floor covered with shards of glass.

His chest heaved up and down uncontrollably, he thought that if he didn't think about He Lan, he could really seal him in his heart, but in fact, he didn't think about him for a moment, good or bad, he couldn't forget anything Lose.

Wei Jiuge lowered his head and suddenly laughed lowly, but when he was smiling, he suddenly broke down and cried bitterly, crying heartbreakingly.

The wounded hand was bleeding unstoppably.

But he felt that it was not enough, grabbed a piece of broken glass at hand, and slashed at the other uninjured arm. It seemed that the more his body hurt, the more relaxed he felt.

Cut it, cut it again...

The Erlang God outside the bathroom door has been knocking on the door since just now, it yelled anxiously, but the always gentle master just ignored it.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Jiuge's consciousness gradually blurred.

He faintly heard a familiar voice, that voice gave him an inexplicable sense of security, and then with a smile at the corner of his mouth, he lay down in that person's arms.

"Fool." Woooooooooo...

Wei Jiuge's character is really distressing o(╥﹏╥)o but I love it so much! !

In the next chapter, Linger will be confessed! !hey-hey

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