The love I killed is back

"Wenliang... I like you."

Mo Wenliang stood in the bathroom, looked around after hearing the sound, but he was the only one around, and finally he set his eyes on the bathtub filled with water.

"Gulu Gulu~" Several small blisters appeared on the originally calm water surface, and Mo Wenliang subconsciously took a step back.

A hand stretched out from the water without warning, and the wet hand was holding the edge of the bathtub, and the water droplets from the fingertips kept falling on the ground.

"Tick-"

The originally subtle voice became clear at this time, Mo Wenliang's heart began to beat rapidly, and a sense of crisis swept over his body. He immediately strode to the door, but found that it couldn't be opened at all.

Mo Wenliang slammed his body on the door a few times, but the door didn't move at all. He slapped and shouted, "Is anyone there! Open the door!"

Soon he stopped knocking on the door suddenly, because someone grabbed his arm, and the cold and wet touch was conveyed. As soon as he turned around, his eyes were stained with bright red.

The water in the bathtub has been dyed red. A man stayed in it. His eyes were looking straight at Mo Wenliang. The wound on his neck was still bleeding. He was naked, and his hand was still holding onto Mo Wenliang's arm. , persistently said: "Wen Liang, I'm so cold..."

Mo Wenliang opened his eyes wide, his teeth trembling uncontrollably.

"Go away!"

"I like you so much...why?" The man seemed to climb out of the bathtub in the next second.

"You're not Jin Yan at all! Get out!" Mo Wenliang shook off the man's hand after roaring. He unscrewed the door again, but this time he succeeded. He immediately ran out without looking back.

Mo Wenliang didn't know where he was.

It was dark all around, and there was nothing but the sound of his own breathing. This kind of atmosphere made it difficult for him to breathe. He would rather go back to the bathroom now, at least he was not alone.

Mo Wenliang turned his head but found that he could no longer see any light. He tried to calm down with a breath, and then he stopped running and moved forward slowly.

After an unknown amount of time, a door finally appeared in front of him. Mo Wenliang showed a sense of relief on his face, and immediately opened the door and walked in.

The moment the door was opened, the light came on, and Mo Wenliang fell into the darkness for too long, and he closed his eyes uncomfortably.

"Wen Liang, come in quickly, let you go to the store to get some wine for a long time."

After Mo Wenliang adjusted to the brightness, he opened his eyes. Yu Xin and He Jinbo were in the living room with candles on the cake on the table. They smiled and looked at Mo Wenliang.

Mo Wenliang raised his right hand holding the wine bottle, watched him quietly for a while before closing the door, smiled and said, "I don't have a skateboard to fly over."

"No, the road is full of snow now, and the skateboard can't fly over it." He Jinbo shook his head and laughed. He took the wine Mo Wenliang brought and poured everyone a glass.

"Then wish me a happy birthday!" Yu Xin raised his glass first.

Mo Wenliang was helpless: "Hey, we should say this, right?"

"And I haven't lit a candle to make a wish yet." He Jinbo took out a lighter and lit the candle, then turned off the light.

Mo Wenliang raised his eyes, the flickering candlelight reflected Yu Xin's big smiling face, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"Okay!" Yu Xin blew out the candles in one breath after making a wish. He raised his glass and said, "Now wish me a happy birthday!"

Mo Wenliang and He Jinbo smiled at each other, raised their glasses together and said, "Happy birthday to you!"

There was a crisp sound when the wine glasses collided, Mo Wenliang inadvertently touched He Jinbo's hand, the cold touch made him slightly stunned, he turned his head to look at He Jinbo.

"Huh? Is there something dirty on my face?" He Jinbo noticed Mo Wenliang's gaze, touched his face and asked.

The strangeness in Mo Wenliang's heart flashed across, he shook his head and said, "No."

Yu Xin cut the cake and handed it to them, and said with a smile: "My wish is that we can celebrate our birthday together next year."

"How can you make this wish? Besides, if you say it out loud, it won't come true." Mo Wenliang deliberately teased Yu Xin, but Yu Xin yelled regret after hearing it.

"It can't be realized." He Jinbo said suddenly, his voice changed, and the hoarse voice cut through the warm atmosphere in an instant.

That kind of strangeness came again... Mo Wenliang stared at He Jinbo, and the tone of the other party really didn't look like a joke.

"Yu Xin is trying to scare you..." Mo Wenliang turned his head to explain to Yu Xin, but found that Yu Xin who was sitting opposite him had disappeared.

"Yu Xin?" Mo Wenliang stood up, trying to find Yu Xin but was held back by He Jinbo.

"I can't realize my wish..." He Jinbo didn't know when his body was covered in blood, his lips were stained with blood, and he rolled his eyes.

"it was all your fault."

Mo Wenliang opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was the white ceiling. His chest was still heaving rapidly, and scenes from his dreams clearly flooded his mind.

He sat up, and Qiu Ming on the other side was sleeping soundly and snoring. He got out of bed lightly and went to the toilet to wash his face. In the mirror, his face was pale. Falling.

Sometimes he didn't know whether it was tears...or ordinary water.

Mo Wenliang walked out of the toilet. He poured a glass of warm water and sat back on the bed again. However, he did not feel sleepy after having a nightmare. He looked out the window, and the dark sky made his mood not pleasant.

This dream once again reminded me of the unforgivable things I had done.

He saw Jin Yan three times and killed him mercilessly three times, but after that he could learn the fact that Jin Yan was still alive, either Jin Yan was an unkillable monster, or he was crazy.

He was sober and rational—watching himself go crazy again and again, repeating the tragedy.

"You are not sick." Jin Yan suddenly appeared on the day of heavy snow and said such a sentence to him.

Mo Wenliang clenched the water glass in his hand, and his eyes were full of emotions that he couldn't sort out. What made him even more disturbed was that he was about to see Jin Yan.

"Ring-ring--"

Mo Wenliang woke up with squinted eyes. He reached out to turn off the alarm clock. He seemed to have fallen asleep unknowingly last night. He glanced at Qiu Ming who was still lying on the bed, but he didn't wake him up. He went to wash up first. Fan.

After finishing dressing, Mo Wenliang picked up the alarm clock and reset the time, put it next to Qiu Ming's ear, then opened the door and went out.

"Ringlingling! Damn it!" Qiu Ming's frightened voice came from the door, and the corners of Mo Wenliang's mouth curled up.

Before Mo Wenliang took a few steps, a hand grabbed his neck. Qiu Ming said with a dark face, "You are very arrogant, newcomer."

Mo Wenliang kept smiling: "This is a gift for the bedridden old man."

"You!" Qiu Ming wanted to say something at first, but when he saw someone passing by, he smiled, and after the person passed by, he said viciously: "I tell you, I am not an ordinary person."

Mo Wenliang raised his eyebrows. According to his observation in the hotel last time, Qiu Ming didn't look like someone from a powerful family, so he gave a cold "oh".

"You still don't believe it? My brother is the captain of security here!" Qiu Ming said proudly, raising his head.

The security captain... Mo Wenliang remembered that the person who intercepted him yesterday was also surnamed Qiu, and it seemed to be true.

Seeing Mo Wenliang's silence, Qiu Ming thought that the other party was afraid, so he patted on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, as long as you are sensible, I won't make you too sad."

"What do you want?" Mo Wenliang was very curious about what Qiu Ming would say.

Qiu Ming said: "Wake me up honestly every day. Seriously, if it weren't for your ruthless trick today, I would have been scolded for being late again. Next time, I will be more gentle."

Mo Wenliang: "..." Next time, pour cold water on it.

Butler Xu saw Qiu Ming and Mo Wenliang from a distance, he frowned and shouted: "Bai Teng."

Mo Wenliang stopped, and Qiu Ming immediately put down his hands when he met Butler Xu's gloomy gaze, and stood obediently.

Butler Xu said: "What are you supposed to do, Bai Teng will follow me."

"Yes." Qiu Ming strode away immediately.

Mo Wenliang followed Steward Xu honestly, and the latter said, "Second Young Master likes to eat alone, so we will prepare meals for him alone, and you will send them over."

Does Jin Yan never eat with his family... Mo Wenliang nodded: "Okay, I would like to ask you, what should I pay attention to when serving the second young master?"

Butler Xu smiled: "You just need to keep quiet."

Mo Wenliang said, "Okay."

The rectangular dining table was covered with white cloth, and there were delicious food with all colors and flavors, but there were only two women on this big dining table, they were gorgeously dressed, Wen Yue put down the knife and fork that he had just picked up, with a rather displeased expression on his face, She asked the waiter at the side: "How is the second young master today?"

The waiter lowered his head and said: "Second young master is still the same as usual, and ordered us to deliver the food to his study."

"What on earth is he thinking?" Wen Yue squinted her eyes, and the dark eyeshadow brought out the fierce aura in her eyebrows even more. Ever since that ridiculous incident nine years ago, Jin Yan never shared with them again. She is also very indifferent to her mother.

The waiter naturally didn't dare to talk, shrank his neck, and Sharon smiled slightly and said: "Sister, Jin Yan is in a bad mood recently, and he is really busy with affairs, so it is inevitable that he will ignore it. As mothers, we should be more considerate." Him."

Ever since Patriarch Jin became ill and fell into a coma, Jin Yan, as the heir, has been in charge of all family affairs. Wen Yue knows this. She once saw Patriarch Jin go to the point where he forgot to sleep and eat for Nuo Da's property.

"I know..." Wen Yue was in a complicated mood. She glanced at Sharon, who was blond and blue-eyed. She was the main wife. She had given birth to Jin Xun and could successfully inherit the patriarch, but she was disqualified due to illness.

However, as a concubine, her status has become a lot more noble because of Jin Yan's relationship. Sometimes the flattery of others makes her feel elated, but as long as she thinks of Jin Yan's quiet eyes, the small thoughts in her heart will be extinguished.

Jin Yan was reminding her that since she got something that didn't belong to her, she should be more peaceful.

"Sharon, is Jin Xun going home this time?"

Sharon took a sip of the red wine, her blue eyes bent and said: "Come on, after all, this period is very sensitive now."

Sensitive... Wen Yue's heart skipped a beat, she tried to ask: "When do you think Patriarch's condition will improve?"

Sharon's smile remained the same, even though the person who was discussing was her unconscious husband, she still held the most elegant posture.

"Who knows?"