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The warehouse at the pier is really old, almost all the steel is rusted, the ventilation windows have no glass, and the cold wind keeps pouring in from the outside.

The person standing on the top of the steps kept playing with the injection in his hand. After a long time, he slowly raised his head and looked coldly at the person coming from the opposite side, and snorted coldly: "Quite soon, did you bring something?"

Yan Ziyan clenched his open palms again, and said in a cold voice, "I want to see my people first."

Yan En'an, who was standing on a high place, raised the corners of his mouth and looked at him, raised his arms and waved, saying, "Bring someone here."

When several men in black clothes came over with Meng Miao and tore off the black tape on his mouth, Yan Ziyan almost lost his mind and ran over, but he still restrained himself.

"Xiao Miao," he could only yell softly, but only cold eyes and words responded to him.

Meng Miao looked up at him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go!"

"What?" Yan Ziyan asked without hearing clearly.

"I told you to go, I don't need you to save me, I said I don't want to see you, I have nothing to do with you, don't you understand?" Meng Miao shouted with all her strength, "Are you a fool, come when they tell you to come."

His hoarse voice almost turned into a cry at the end, and the tears in the corners of his eyes flowed down to his chin, "I should have found your brother, and I found it, why did you come here, and they have guns in their hands, Why are you still so annoying?"

"I told you before, no one dares to touch the person I like," Yan Ziyan said.

"Crack...crack...crack..." A burst of moderate applause instantly echoed in the warehouse, and Yan En'an, who had been watching the play for a long time, sneered, "Nephew, don't blame the second uncle for being cruel, if you want to blame it, blame your father, if you want to If it wasn't for him, how could I have fallen to this point."

"If it wasn't for your crooked thoughts, why would my dad do this," Yan Ziyan said.

"Heh... stop talking nonsense, hand over your family seal," Yan En'an turned around, lifted the hem of his clothes and sat down on the chair.

"Don't give it to him!" Meng Miao said loudly, struggling, "Are you going to hand over the country that your family has worked hard for several lifetimes to such a person? Do you know that you are irresponsible? If you Give it to him, and you will look down on you for the rest of your life."

Yan Ziyan spread out his palms, looked at the family seals together, suddenly hesitated in his heart, and looked up at Meng Miao who was staring at him with red eyes.

Whether to be a foolish ruler who loves beauties and abandons the country, or a wise ruler who loves his people and is responsible depends on the family seal on the palm of his hand.

If he keeps the seal, he may not be able to save Meng Miao. If he abandons the seal, what will his brothers do, and how will he explain to his father.

No matter how you look at it, it's a dead end.

As time passed, Yan En'an finally asked impatiently, "Have you figured it out?"

"Think it over," Yan Ziyan still hesitated, but still nodded, looked at Meng Miao who was shaking his head, turned his eyes to the person on the seat, spread his palms and said, "Let him go!"

He bent the corner of his mouth and looked at Meng Miao with a gentle smile—I'm sorry father, it was this man who pulled out the thorns all over my body with bare hands, and all I can do is turn him into my reverse scale.

"You're crazy!" Meng Miao tore at her bloody throat, desperately trying to break free from the hands of the two people beside her.

"Maybe," Yan Ziyan said with a smile, "Even I can't bear to hurt someone, others are even less qualified."

"Hahaha... I really didn't expect that," Yan En'an suddenly laughed and stood up and said, "If your father knew that his precious son would disregard the entire company for a man, he would probably be so angry that he vomited blood."

"That's better than if you make a mistake and be hated forever," Yan Ziyan clenched his teeth, looking at Yan En'an who was very proud just now, but now suddenly turned cold, he also sneered in his heart.

"I can't understand what you're talking about," Yan Enan clenched his hands behind his back, and walked down the steps step by step, "It seems that you really know a lot?"

"Hmph... I know everything," Yan Ziyan sneered, and said with the corners of his lips curled up, "Don't you have any conscience against my dead second aunt and unborn cousin?"

Yan En'an paused his gaze, and then accused loudly: "Condemn? Even if you condemn, it's your father's fault. If it wasn't for him always stealing my limelight, I wouldn't..."

"You won't accidentally push down the second aunt who is about to give birth, and cause two deaths, right?" Yan Ziyan sneered, "You really like to blame my father for everything."

"If it wasn't for your father, would I have come to where I am today?" Yan En'an shouted.

When he yelled like this, Yan Ziyan also yelled, "Yes! It's because my dad has a younger brother like you, who almost died five years ago, because he often followed you to clean up the mess, and a gun went into the heart , almost failed to save him!"

Five years ago, because of Yan En'an's capriciousness, he offended some people who had been at odds with his family. A game of betting recklessly overturned that person's table and then ran away, which completely angered those people.

But then tragedy happened. Yan Enping, who heard the news that night, rushed over overnight, but was ambushed by those people who thought it was Yan En'an, and shot him in the chest, so that the root cause of the disease was left.

"What?" Yan En'an was taken aback, then suddenly laughed sullenly, showing a ferocious expression, "Then why isn't he dead yet, why isn't he going to die, because he always pretends to be a nice guy, that's why I have scars on my face. "

"That was obviously done by you," Yan Ziyan said.

"So what? It's not all because of your father," Yan En'an raised his head and laughed.

The roar of gnashing teeth echoed in the warehouse, Yan Ziyan looked at the opposite person in disbelief, shook his head and said, "Madman!"

Yan En'an was not angry either, he put his palm on his forehead and raised it, he laughed and said, "Nephew, you, you should obediently hand over your family seal, otherwise don't blame uncle, I used to grab it, it will be ugly."

"You... let them go!" Yan Ziyan spread his palms and retracted them, "The premise is that no one is allowed to block our way out."

"Haha...you can rest assured, of course no one will stop you," Yan En'an raised his head and laughed, waved his hand to signal those people to let go of those who were still struggling, shrugged and said, "You can give it to me now." .”

Yan Ziyan looked at Meng Miao who was walking slowly, spread his palms and glanced at him, then threw it in the direction of Yan En'an, at the same time moved his steps and ran in front of Meng Miao, saying, "Does it hurt?"

"Don't worry about it," Meng Miao slowly moved away while grabbing the hands on her shoulders, and walked forward slowly with heavy steps, "You will be self-willed."

"I am self-willed? Isn't my self-willedness all because of you? What are you angry about? How can I, Yan Ziyan, feel sorry for you, so much so that you refuse to look at me in the face?" Yan Ziyan followed behind and grabbed Hold his wrist, "Say it."

"It's not worth it, you're really not worth doing so much for me," Meng Miao turned around and freed her wrist, and what she was about to say suddenly changed into a loud "Be careful!"

When I saw the person holding the gun at a high place, I couldn't tell what I felt, but I felt that my brain was blank at that time, I couldn't control my pace and body, I don't know where the strength came from to push Yan Ziyan away, and where was it? The courage came to block the flying bullet with his chest.

The moment the bullet pierced into the chest at a sprinting speed, it was very painful. As soon as the palm of the hand covered the chest, the legs suddenly became weak, and the whole body fell to the ground.

At the same time, his name, "Xiao Miao."

Except for that person, probably no one would call him that, and that person was always reluctant to hurt him, just like now, before his head hit the ground, he was caught by that person.

The sound of the bullet leaving the muzzle of the gun, the sound of Yan Ziyan tearing his throat, followed by the sound of the old rusty iron gate being pushed open from the outside.

Feng Kai was dressed in casual clothes and led a few people, came in with a gun in his hand, pointed the gun at the people on the opposite side, slowly moved to Yan Ziyan's side, and asked, "How is it?"

Yan Ziyan didn't speak.Yan En'an on the opposite side applauded first, and said with a smirk: "There are still quite a few people brought here, but it's a pity that you all have to stay here today."

"You said you wouldn't stop us, why are you going back on your word now," Yan Ziyan yelled as he looked up crazily.

"Yeah, I just said I won't stop you. As for whether you will get out alive or not, that's not certain," Yan En'an, who was sitting on the chair, raised his legs and sneered while playing with the pendant in his hand.

"Shameless!" Yan Ziyan's eyes turned red, he clenched his fists and lowered his head and said, "Xiao Miao, I won't let you have trouble."

Meng Miao slightly opened her heavy eyelids, twitched the corners of her mouth and chuckled, raised her bloody palm to touch his cheek, how long had it been since he had looked at this person carefully like this, and slowly opened his mouth to murmur Muttered: "You are crying."

"I'm sorry," Yan Ziyan lowered his head and hugged his body tightly, but the tears still dripped onto his cheeks, which were warm.

He held his breath with some difficulty and said, "It's the second time."

That's right, this is the second time he has blocked a bullet for Yan Ziyan.The first time was because Yan Ziyan was being hunted down, and he blocked a bullet for him, but this time the bullet seemed to be pierced into the heart, as if he was about to suffocate in the next second.

Yan Ziyan kept repeating "I'm sorry," holding his hands up slowly, trying to stand up.

"Let go of me," Meng Miao said, "you go, taking me will only be a burden."

"Impossible!" Yan Ziyan gritted his teeth and stared at him.

"Yan Ziyan, do you know that the worst feeling in the world is not that you can't love others, but that you still love that impossible person," Meng Miao said with a light smile.

"I'm sorry," Yan Ziyan choked up.

"Sometimes, I really hate you. I hate you when I knew how my mother died. In order not to let me leave you, you locked me in a small house and restricted my freedom," Meng Miao said. .

"However, sometimes, I also hate myself. I hate myself for being so cheap. My roots are broken and unclean and I can't be ruthless. I hate myself for ruining a three-year relationship with my own hands," Meng Miao said.

"But I always seem to love you," Meng Miao wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. "If I can still live, can I...can I fulfill our promise in high school?"

"You'll be fine," Yan Ziyan hugged him and stood up, "Don't be afraid, with me here, I won't let anything happen to you."

Meng Miao tightly grasped the clothes on his chest, frowned and said in pain, "Ah Yan, I'm in pain!"

"Feng Kai, can you handle it?" Yan Ziyan walked up to Feng Kai and whispered in his ear, "Help me for a while, please."

"No problem," Feng Kai patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go."

"Hahaha, do you think you can get away?" Yan En'an stood up and raised his head and laughed.

The laughing sound only stopped in mid-air, Yan En'an didn't dare to move the muzzle of the gun on his waist. When he turned his head to look at the man holding the gun, his eyes were filled with disbelief. The mouth moved to the back of the head.

"Let them go."

"Dad?" At the same time, two different voices sounded, and Xiao Yihan, who was helped by Chen Mo, looked at the man with the gun opposite him in astonishment, and swallowed his saliva in disbelief.

Yan Ziyan hugged Meng Miao and looked back at the current situation, gritted his teeth, and trotted towards the dark place in the wind and snow, at least the medical supplies in the car could stop the bleeding.

He carefully treated the wound with one hand, and took a phone call with the mobile phone in the other. After the call, he briefly gave the address, threw away the phone, and began to carefully treat the wound.

"Xiao Miao, can you chat with me, bear with it, and the pain will stop soon," Yan Ziyan said softly.

The howling wind and snow outside added another atmosphere to the people in the warehouse. Everyone stood in place and stared at the people behind Yan En'an with guns.

"Hmph!" Yan En'an sneered, "I said how could someone find out the address over and over again, it must be you who tipped off the news, right?"

"So what?" Xiao Yuan, who was holding a gun, pressed the muzzle of the gun, "Tell your people to put the gun down."

Yan En'an's whole body trembled, he raised his arms and waved, and shouted: "Put the gun down."

Xiao Yuan grabbed his hand, pulled out the necklace in his hand, glanced at it and threw it directly towards Chen Mo, "Go on."

The chains rubbed against each other and smashed together in mid-air, Chen Mo immediately stretched out his arms to catch them in surprise, looked at Xiao Yuan opposite and said, "Thank you!"

"Dad!" Xiao Yihan covered his waist, staring at Xiao Yuan.

"Well," Xiao Yuan only took one look at his son, grabbed his gun and gave Yan En'an a hard push on the back of the head, and pushed him along the way, "Let's go."

"Why?" Yan En'an said step by step down the stairs, "Why did you betray me? You have been with me for so many years, have I ever treated you badly?"

"No," Xiao Yuan said, "It's just that from the first day I helped you, I thought that if it was like this one day, I would put the muzzle of a gun on your forehead, and it would be better if it collapsed with one shot you."

Yan En'an paused when he heard this sentence, his head that was just about to turn was turned back by Xiao Yuan's muzzle, he stopped and asked: "Really? Then can I ask why?"

"Why? Hmph..." Xiao Yuan said, "Then do you remember someone named Xiao Ze?"

"Xiao...Xiao Ze?" Yan Enan opened his eyes suddenly, and then calmly asked, "What is your relationship with him?"

"Relationship? He is my brother, my own brother," Xiao Yuan said.

"No wonder, I said how could it be such a coincidence, so it really wasn't a coincidence," Yan Enan murmured mockingly.

Xiao Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "Because of Meng Guojiang's betrayal, you started to suspect Ozawa. You suspected that you killed him yourself. You knew he liked you at that time, so how could you do it?"

"Like? Men with men? Heh..." Yan En'an pretended to be disgusted, "It's really abnormal."

Xiao Yihan looked at Xiao Yuan in disbelief. He thought Chen Dahai was talking about his father, but he didn't expect that it was the second uncle he had never met before, and said, "That's why you object to me so much. Is it with Chen Mo?"

Xiao Yuan turned his head to look at him, and said firmly: "Yes! The most important thing is that the person next to you is still bleeding from the murderer of the Yan family who killed your second uncle. This is absolutely unacceptable to me. "

"So you approached me to avenge your brother?" Yan En'an asked.

"That's right," Xiao Yuan said, "I spent most of my life getting close to you just because I waited until today."

"Heh... You stayed by my side for so long, isn't it easy to kill me, why wait until today?" Yan En'an asked with a sneer.

"Kill you? Heh...you are wrong, your nephew is going to kill you today, I just... borrowed a knife to kill you," Xiao Yuan whispered.

Xiao Yihan took two steps back, held Chen Mo's hand tightly, looked up at Xiao Yuan, and said, "How do you know that Chen Mo is from the Yan family."

"I have always known," Xiao Yuan gave him an accurate answer directly, and it was also a sentence that made him speechless in astonishment.

Xiao Yihan now has a particularly terrifying idea in his mind, or an extremely meticulous layout.

If it wasn't a coincidence from the first day he was admitted to City A, or in other words, when Xiao Yuan handed him the house key, it was the beginning of a starting point for him.

If Xiao Yuan knew everything from the very beginning, he was just waiting for them to step in and fall into the trap he set up step by step.

Take him as the starting point and Chen Mo as the end point.

It starts with Meng Miao and ends with Yan Ziyan.

"So it's not a coincidence from the first time I came here, right?" The sentence he blurted out was without any emotion, and some of it was just a cold question.

Xiao Yuan didn't speak or express his opinion, but his eyes didn't dare to look at him, as if he was distracted.

He had no choice but to continue to ask: "You know that Chen Mo is from the Yan family, and you also know that he lives at No. 230, Nanyuan Community. You also know that his second uncle has always wanted to harm him, right?"

"You know the relationship between Meng Miao and Yan Ziyan, you also know that Yan Ziyan and his second uncle are at odds, and you even know that Yan Ziyan will definitely turn against his second uncle in order to save his younger brother or someone he likes. , and even wished to start a fight with his second uncle."

Xiao Yihan said: "In this way, you can completely borrow a knife to kill people, but what you didn't expect is that this knife can give up everything for a man!"

"Yes!" Xiao Yuan said expressionlessly.

Xiao Yihan took a deep breath of cold air, and it hurt a little bit when he inhaled it fiercely, and shouted: "So you just tried to get me to City A, and you let me go to my mother's so that I can get close to Meng Miao, you know I won't live for long, and one day I will move back to Nanyuan, so every time I say something, in your opinion, it's just in your expectation, aren't you afraid that it's not what you planned?"

"Don't be afraid, because I won't," Xiao Yuan said firmly.

"I'm your son, my dear son!" Xiao Yihan yelled, but even so, he didn't shed a single tear in his eyes. He calmed down and said calmly, "Did you ask my mother to marry Meng Guojiang?" Did you already plan to do this from the beginning?"

"Brother Han," Chen Mo tugged at his sleeve, he shook his head and chuckled lightly.

Xiao Yuan nodded and said: "Yes, after Meng Guojiang's wife died, he has been very promiscuous. Until you were ten years old, Li Lan happened to be ill again. I have no money, so I can only let her try her luck. Who knows?" It happened, maybe Meng Guojiang was more or less thinking about his two children."

"Then have you ever regretted it?" Xiao Yihan asked.

"Yes," Xiao Yuan said, "I know I'm sorry for you, and even more sorry for your mother, but if I don't care about Xiao Ze's death, then I'll be even more sorry for him. I once thought about giving up, but at that time it was too late. late."

"That's good," Xiao Yihan raised his head and tried to open his eyes wide, took a deep breath, "I still say the same thing, I won't be separated from Chen Mo, it's as simple as that."

"Well, I know," Xiao Yuan grabbed Yan En'an's shoulder, looked back at the anxious group of people, and said to Xiao Yihan and his group, "Hurry up, I'm dead."

Xiao Yihan clutched his waist and just turned around, then looked back at Xiao Yuan who was backing away from him.

To this day, he still hasn't figured out what kind of person his father is.

With his arm on Chen Mo's shoulder, he still limped when he walked.Feng Kai raised his arm and waved it, and then slowly backed away.

A group of people turned around and backed away from the warehouse.When Xiao Yihan looked back again, he didn't see Xiao Yuan's figure, nor Yan En'an's shadow, but the sliding door of the warehouse was slowly closing.

Xiao Yihan's heart beat suddenly stagnated, and the blood all over his body also flowed backwards, and he murmured: "Dad."

In the warehouse, Xiao Yuan's muzzle was still on Yan En'an's head, but there was something like a remote control in his hand, and the sliding door had been pulled to the bottom of his feet, but the people around him were all pointing their guns at him. of.

Yan En'an looked around and smiled and said, "Why don't you go with them?"

"Leave? Huh..." Xiao Yuan sneered, "You are not dead yet, how could I leave."

"Do you think you can kill me like this?" Yan En'an said, "Look at how many guns are pointing at you around you. One shot at each person will immediately turn you into a hornet's nest."

"So what? Since I stayed here, I never thought about getting out alive," Xiao Yuan said.

Yan En'an heard the words, frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting," Xiao Yuan chuckled, "I just want to see if your bullet is more powerful, or the button I pressed is more powerful."

"You actually installed a bomb here," Yan En'an was heartbroken, and suddenly became nervous, "I don't know when you installed it."

He seemed to realize something, paused with his arms hanging in the air, and said, "No wonder, no wonder you asked me to tie people here," he raised his head and laughed loudly, "It's my fault that I believed you."

"You didn't believe me, you just believed my face when I was young," Xiao Yuan said sharply.

After this sentence, Yan En'an didn't speak anymore, so it was a default.But at this moment, through the sliding door of the warehouse, Xiao Yihan's screams could still be heard, "Dad!"

Xiao Yuan suddenly turned his head and stared at the sliding door, he suddenly regretted it, he really regretted it, the tears in the corners of his eyes could not be held back, he looked at the timer in his hand, there was no time, it was too late.

"Are you afraid of death?" Xiao Yuan asked.

"I'm afraid, it's just that I've been ignorant for too many years, it's time to end, don't people say I'm crazy, probably," Yan En'an said.

Outside the warehouse, under the heavy snowfall, two black shadows rushed towards this side, but less than one meter away from the warehouse, they had no choice but to run back due to the sudden rush of heat.

Xiao Yihan couldn't remember when the fire came out, but he felt that his back was very hot, and his whole body immediately rushed forward and lay down on the ground, facing the snow to eat a mouthful of cold snow.

With difficulty, he tilted his head and raised his head, trying to stretch his arms to grab the hand of the person next to him, interlocking his fingers and curling up the corners of his mouth.

"Dachen."

"Small cold vegetables."

They looked at each other, let out a weak voice, and called out the other person's name.From the first time he saw each other, he knew that he was going to die.

You got it right.

I finally heard the sound of an ambulance in my consciousness. I don't know if there is a car from the fire brigade, there should be one.

Xiao Yuan said that he had regretted it, and that was enough.

After all, everyone in this world is selfish.

Today's Christmas Eve, the snow is red.

The author has something to say:

Sakyamuni said:

"Whoever you meet,

He is the person who should appear in your life,

There is a reason, there is a mission,

It's no accident,

He will definitely teach you something."

People who like you give you warmth and courage;

The person you like teaches you to love and be self-sufficient;

People you dislike teach you tolerance and respect;

People who don't like you let you know how to introspect and grow.

No one appears in your life for no reason,

Everyone's appearance is "fate",

all deserve "thank you"