The love I killed is back

There was a slight sound from the door, and Jin Yan opened it and walked in. With a trace of haste, he opened the doors of unoccupied rooms, and finally stopped in a heated bedroom.

In the heated room, Mo Wenliang was lying on the bed, his eyes closed softly, as if he heard the sound, his slender eyelashes began to tremble slightly.

Seeing this, Jin Yan's breathing subconsciously slowed down.

Mo Wenliang slowly opened his eyes, his black pupils were dazed just after waking up, and he smiled when his pupils turned to Jin Yan who was standing not far away.

"Ayan, you are back."

Mo Wenliang's tone was very calm, even with a hint of joy, but Jin Yan's expression was very strange, looking at him with probing eyes.

But after all, Jin Yan didn't have much time to explore, because Mo Wenliang spoke again.

"Ayan, I'm a little cold...you hug me."

Jin Yan's heart began to beat violently because of these words. He was like an idiot who couldn't ask for it for many years, and finally got what he wanted today. hugged tightly.

"Wen Liang!" Jin Yan felt his heart jumping into his throat, his voice was trembling with excitement, "Wen Liang, I like you, I will take you out of here..."

"Okay..." Mo Wenliang interrupted Jin Yan's words, put his arms around Jin Yan's neck, and whispered in his ear: "Before I leave, I have more important things to do."

"What..." As soon as Jin Yan opened his mouth, he felt a slight tingling pain from the back of his neck, and then a cold sensation spread from the stinging place, and soon he lost all his strength and fell down, directly pressing on Mo Wenliang.

Mo Wenliang directly pushed away Jin Yan who was pressing on him. He used a lot of strength, and Jin Yan rolled out of bed directly, hitting his head on the corner of the bedside table, and a trace of blood flowed from his broken forehead.

Jin Yan didn't care about the injury on his forehead, but stared wide-eyed at Mo Wenliang who was sitting on the bed, who was holding a syringe in his hand.

"Wen Liang, why?"

Mo Wenliang threw away the syringe, got off the bed and grabbed Jin Yan's hair to force him to raise his head, and said in a serious tone: "When you did the same thing to me, did I ask you why?"

Jin Yan's face changed, and he immediately said: "Wen Liang! Listen to me, things are not what you think!"

It's just that Mo Wenliang quickly stuffed a piece of cloth into Jin Yan's mouth roughly, his eyes were cold, but there was a vengeful smile on his mouth: "I don't need to listen to a dead man's explanation."

Jin Yan's face turned pale immediately.

"You are really ruthless. You can't find any clothes or money to wear in the whole house. You really want to imprison me forever?" Mo Wenliang took off Jin Yan's clothes while talking, and then took off his own. Change into the bathrobe.He rolled up his overly long sleeves and didn't put on any clothes for a month. Mo Wenliang was really not used to it. He looked at the naked Jin Yan and smiled, the bloodthirsty madness hidden in his eyes became more and more intense : "I won't make that mistake nine years ago..."

"This time, I will personally send you away."

Mo Wenliang grabbed Jin Yan's hair and dragged him into the bathroom regardless of his whimpering.

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There are people coming and going at the noisy train station, some are sending their relatives and friends away, some are leaving on a journey, or returning to their hometown.

However, Lin Wei, who shuttles through the crowd, does not belong to this type of person. He always looks at the ticket office intentionally or unintentionally, observing the expressions on the faces of people who buy tickets. There was a trace of pity in his eyes.

But when he saw a brown-haired man wearing a mask leave empty-handed after inquiring about the ticket office, Lin Wei's eyes lit up and he immediately followed him.

"Hey! Brother." Lin Wei was afraid that the brown-haired man might not hear, so he reached out and patted the other person's shoulder, and the brown-haired man stopped immediately, his straight body seemed a little stiff.

The brown-haired man turned around quickly, and Lin Wei felt as if he saw a bloody light in the other's eyes for a moment, and his heart trembled, but when he looked carefully, there were only black eyes shining brightly.

"Is something wrong?" The brown-haired man's voice came through the mask. His voice was very pleasant, even though the mask covered a large part of his face, Lin Wei just felt that the other party must be a handsome guy.

Messy thoughts just flew through Lin Wei's mind for a moment, and he immediately remembered his business, with a flattering smile on his face, he asked, "Didn't brother get a ticket?"

The brown-haired man glanced at him and nodded slightly.

"That's it..." Lin Wei rubbed his hands, and the smile on his face became more and more joyful: "I must have what you need here."

The brown-haired man looked at Lin Wei at this moment: "Oh?"

Lin Wei took a step forward, took out a dozen train tickets very discreetly, and said in a low voice, "I have tickets for everywhere, brother, where are you going now?"

The brown-haired man directly took out a stack of banknotes from his wallet. Lin Wei's eyes were sharp, and he saw at least 1000 yuan at once. The brown-haired man said casually: "I don't have a clear destination, I just want to find a relatively clean place. "

Lin Wei didn't think much about it. He had seen the so-called "go and go trip". That kind of purposeless travel is indeed popular among young people. He took out a train ticket and stuffed it into the brown-haired man. Hand: "Go here, it's very good to go there to see the mountains and rivers, and it's more suitable for self-cultivation."

Of course, what Lin Wei said could not be true. This place is just a backward county town, so there are no mountains and rivers. The ticket price is 50 yuan at the ticket station.

The brown-haired man didn't seem to have any doubts. He took the ticket, handed a stack of banknotes to the ecstatic Lin Wei, and said lightly: "You don't need to look for it."

It was the first time Lin Wei met such a fat sheep that was easy to slaughter, and he suddenly felt a little guilty. He took out another train ticket to a tourist hotspot and wanted to give it to the brown-haired man, but the man had already turned and left.

The moment the brown-haired man turned around, Lin Wei smelled a fishy smell from him. He frowned slightly, and felt very strange when he saw the fish bag in his hand.

Do you still go to the seafood market to buy fish when traveling?

The brown-haired man got on the train and sat by the window according to the seat number. There were indeed few people going to his place. When the train was about to start, no one else appeared around him.

The ticket inspector was a little girl. When she came to the brown-haired man, she saw the live fish in his bag and said, "Try not to carry any smelly items on the train."

The brown-haired man seemed a little anxious, but he held the bag tighter: "I'm sorry, I picked this mandarin fish from the seafood market specially. My mother likes the steamed mandarin fish I made very much."

The ticket inspector's expression softened after hearing this, and she pursed her lips and said, "You are very filial, but this is not an example, this time it's just that you are lucky and there are not many passengers, otherwise the fishy smell on your body will make your mother not eat cinnamon." fish."

The brown-haired man's eyes were slightly curved, as if he was smiling: "Thank you."

The ticket inspector looked at him for a while, then suddenly came back to his senses and turned away in a panic. The brown-haired man could clearly see her reddened ears.

The train started to move, and the scenery outside the window passed by quickly. The brown-haired man propped his chin and stared out of the window in a daze. Suddenly, a "thud" sound pulled him back from his empty thoughts. He turned his head to look at the source of the sound. It turned out that it was the mandarin fish in the bag. He jumped out and fell on the floor, opening and closing his mouth, and bouncing feebly from time to time.

The brown-haired man stretched out his hand to grab the mandarin fish, and he held it firmly, even the slippery body of the fish didn't make him let go.

"You are mine, so where can you go?"

The brown-haired man murmured softly, he put the mandarin fish into the bag filled with water, and the mandarin fish returned to the water immediately frantically swung its tail trying to break free from the brown-haired man's confinement.

"It's not good." The brown-haired man just said three words calmly about the mandarin fish's behavior, and then he began to exert strength in his hand holding the mandarin fish. The water was stained red.

It wasn't until the mandarin fish stopped moving that the brown-haired man let go, and the mandarin fish that was finally free sank to the bottom.

The brown-haired man's hand was still mixed with blood-colored water when he took it out of the bag. He wiped it carefully with a paper towel, and the faint fishy smell from his fingertips made him sigh.

The water in the bag was already stained red with blood, and it contained a motionless mandarin fish with its belly up.

The brown-haired man wiped his hands clean before looking at the bag, and said in a helpless tone: "Whoever makes you like him will make me angry."

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A naked man was lying in the bathtub, the water was a shocking blood red, a cloth was stuffed in the man's mouth, and his eyes were wide open due to panic.

Jin Yan stood by the bathtub, and he knelt down to take out the cloth stuffed in the man's mouth. The man's open mouth and dilated pupils reminded him of a fish on a cutting board.

Don't die with peace in your eyes, let others slaughter you.

What made Jin Yan even more delicate was that this man, who would not rest in peace and was slaughtered by others, had exactly the same face as him.

"Mr. Mo's mental state is a little abnormal..."

Dr. Lin's words sounded in his mind, and Jin Yan's thoughts were confused. He closed his eyes heavily, and the fire that happened nine years ago clearly surfaced again, tearing the scars on his body and making him dripping with blood again.

But this time there was only one place where it hurt.

When Jin Yan opened his eyes, he had already calmed down. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. Soon the call was connected, and a magnetic voice came.

"Jin Yan."

"Brother, I want to ask you something." Jin Yan glanced at the man who died tragically on the bathtub, and at this moment he finally had to admit that Mo Wenliang might have...

He continued: "Help me introduce your attending doctor."