They're said to be fucking gay in all seriousness.

Another moment of silence.

"But he is with Shen Qiucheng now, and Shen Qiucheng is protecting him, so it's hard for us to do anything with him."

In an absolutely dark environment without any light, because the vision loses its function, the other five senses will become extremely sensitive.

"Did you smell a bloody smell?"

"like……"

"Don't talk!"

The corner of Yan Quan's mouth drew a soundless arc in the darkness. He only tilted his head forward slightly, and accurately located Shen Qiucheng's lips, and then gently sucked them in his mouth.

It is natural to pry open each other's lips and teeth, and kiss intoxicatedly and greedily - Yan Quan has a strong cleanliness obsession in this regard. He has always hated tongue kisses, and the communication between the two always makes him feel unclean and disgusting.But during the two kisses with Shen Qiucheng, he completely forgot about those thoughts. He eagerly and actively asked for what belonged to the other party—the smells that made him linger, and made every nerve and every cell in his body roar loudly. Saying: Not enough, not enough...he wants more, more...

"There's someone down there!"

Yan Quan couldn't even feel the scorching pain on his right arm anymore. For the first time in his life, he realized the meaning of the phrase "Death under the peony flower, even being a ghost is promiscuous". The ancients did not deceive me!

The tip of Shen Qiucheng's tongue lightly hooked Yan Quan's.

A simple action blew Yan Quan's crazier attack horn - he wanted to plunder the last bit of air in the opponent's mouth, slowly, slower and slower... to make the opponent's pale skin dry from lack of oxygen. It turned red, like a little girl in bud, more like a crab shell that has just been steamed out of the pot... He wants to peel off the hard shell, let the other party want to refuse, cry and beg for mercy... and then never Eat all, all soft matter with mercy...

In Yan Quan's mind, a lot of pictures have already been written in his mind - delicious and touching, so natural that he can't hold back and can't wait...

Of course Shen Qiucheng didn't know about Yan Quan's messy and inappropriate thoughts.

He just took this opportunity to dismiss Yan Quan, lest the other party make any noise because of his dissatisfaction.More focus on who's above the cellar, and what to do next.

In fact, the roulette of time has only passed a few seconds.

"Who's down there? Come out!" Several beams of light shot into the cellar, "If you don't come out again, I'll shoot!"

Shen Qiucheng terminated the kiss, almost at the same time Yan Quan's Adam's apple rolled slightly, his low throat sounded, and he closed his eyes and frowned, reluctantly chasing Suo kiss——

Shen Qiucheng hugged Yan Quan violently, and quickly rolled from the spot—"Bang—" A bullet hit the place where they were just now.

Chapter16

"Stop! Don't fucking shoot again!" Shen Qiucheng tore off the worn-out carpet hanging from his body, and turned on the flashlight to shine it on.

The glare of the light caught the people above them off guard, and they all dodged in unison.

Shen Qiucheng gently covered Yan Quan's mouth, slightly raised his head upwards, "Mr. Kang."

"Yo—" Kang Yuan squatted down, "Boss Shen!"

The beam of the flashlight circled the faces of several people at the entrance of the cellar, Shen Qiucheng smiled, "Boss Kang brought many people to welcome us?"

"Of course," Kang Yuan said with a sneer: "Better than your background, you are not capable, and your ability is better than your background, this has always been in my heart—" Kang Yuan gave a thumbs up .

Shen Qiucheng raised his eyebrows with a smile.

Yan Quan imitated Shen Qiucheng's appearance and raised his eyebrows.

"There is no one else but you..." Kang Yuan raised his voice a few times, "...those who dare to fight the Kang family in the Kang family mansion..."

"Both Mr. Yan and I are not living targets." Shen Qiucheng said flatly, "We just want to escape for our lives."

The word "escape" he said was very calm, but it was hard to ignore the accent in his words.

"so you--"

Shen Qiucheng knew what Kang Yuan wanted to express, so he took the other person's words and completed the sentence: "So I was really just trying to escape." He emphasized his tone, and said solemnly, "My original intention tonight was just Take back Mr. Yan, and I have no other thoughts against Mr. Kang. No one knows better than me the severity of the gun I shot myself. I will bear all the medical expenses. If Mr. Kang still feels unsatisfactory, you can also Let me bear legal responsibility. You can even shoot me for this and kill me, how about it?"

Kang Yuan didn't expect Shen Qiucheng to say these words - he was pre-empting the attack, completely putting himself in an invincible position.Through his report, there are many choices for Kang Yuan to choose from, and every word is unreservedly lowering his posture.But Kang Yuan couldn't be more clear in his heart: originally he could have many choices, but Shen Qiucheng blocked them all.

Shen Qiucheng used a few words to play with Kang Yuan thoroughly in the applause, making it seem like he had the upper hand on the surface, but in fact he was in a mess.

He clearly knew that Kang Yuan would not be able to say: Okay, I'll sue you or I'll kill you——

Shen Qiucheng, as well as Yan Quan, were wearing too many gorgeous brocade fur coats after all.

Kang Yuan changed from squatting to standing, and the beam of the flashlight lightly swiped, and landed on Yan Quan, whose mouth was covered by Shen Qiucheng.

Yan Quan's right arm was messily wrapped with a red bandage—a bandage soaked in blood; he was wearing a dirty, crumpled red and white shirt—a distinct color, a shirt stained red with blood.

"The first son looks really miserable," Kang Yuan said, "but you can't blame me."

Yan Quan wanted to speak, but because Shen Qiucheng covered his mouth even more forcefully, there was only an indistinct "wuwu" sound.

"Not everyone in the Kang family can come in and out at will, even you, the first son—" Kang Yuan stopped the follow-up words.

Because Yan Quan closed his eyes.

If Shen Qiucheng hadn't swiftly raised a leg to support his body, Yan Quan would have turned into a puddle of mud on the ground.

Shen Qiucheng calmly settled Yan Quan who was in shock, "In my opinion, the most important problem right now is to get Yan Quan to the hospital... If he bleeds dry here, or loses his arm... In the future, you can do it yourself. Imagine." He slowly raised his eyelids, and said unquestionably, "Unless you really want your enmity to get deeper and deeper until it becomes uncontrollable."

Kang Yuan laughed dryly, "How did he humiliate me like a dog in front of everyone, surely Shen always doesn't know? I've never been so excited as I am now—he fell into my hands. "

Shen Qiucheng remained silent, neither agreeing nor denying.

"So, Mr. Shen, you too..."

Shen Qiucheng's cold sneer interrupted Kang Yuan—"Mr. Kang thinks why I am talking to you at this moment, this moment, this place, this place?"

Kang Yuan frowned.

Shen Qiucheng smiled slightly, and continued to ask Kang Yuan: "Mr. Kang, do you still remember why I came here today?"

Kang Yuan did not answer.

Shen Qiucheng's smile suddenly faded, and he changed his normal routine and said a little harshly: "I came to save Yan Quan! But you said he was dead? Disabled? Didn't you fucking hit me in the face?!"

At this moment, the faint light of a few flashlights was no longer enough to illuminate the confined space shrouded in gloom, and everything changed qualitatively because of Shen Qiucheng's last words.

"Raise your hands! Everyone is not allowed to move!"

Just when Kang Yuan was ambiguous, a large group of policemen rushed in with guns raised.

Kang Yuan and the subordinates he brought were all subdued in an instant.

"Quick, go down and save people—"

The efficiency of the police was extremely high, and it didn't take long to get a rope, a stretcher, and an ambulance, rescued Shen Qiucheng and Yan Quan from the dark, dilapidated cellar, and immediately carried Yan Quan to the ambulance. Sent to Central Hospital.

Before Shen Qiucheng left, he delivered the evidence left by Yan Quan to the police, and the police immediately searched for clues to rescue Pan Duoduo.As soon as Shen Qiucheng walked out of the factory, he took out Li Chunzhong's cell phone, the battery was running low, and he made four quick calls.

The first one was to call Shen Xianxia: it was Kang Yuan who snatched Pan Duoduo, and he had to inform her and Pan Tuo of this matter, and tell them that the police had gone to the rescue.

The second call was to Wu Yulin: To report safety, of course it was for Li Chunzhong.

The third call was to Liang Shen: tell him to deal with all the aftermath.

At the end of the third call, before Shen Qiucheng hung up the call, the phone turned off automatically...

Shen Qiucheng rejected all the police's proposals, and walked back alone to the place where his beloved Mercedes-Benz had a flat tire.

Originally, he wanted to fix it himself, but when he actually saw the scene of the blown tire—the messy bullet scratches on the body of the car, and the spider web of cracks on the rear glass—the mood changed. complex.

But these complications only stayed in his mood for four seconds.In the fifth second, he had already made a decision.

He never wanted to keep the car again.

Although Mercedes-Benz is beautiful, it is like a beauty that is easy to age. No matter how hard you try to repair it, you can't go back to its original and most beautiful appearance.

Shen Qiucheng looked up at the bright stars hanging in the dark night.

Finally he hailed a taxi and headed back.

An hour later, Pan Duoduo was sent home.

Thin snowflakes flying all over the sky, autumn is often fleeting, and winter always comes.

Every day at a fixed time, flowers would quietly land in Shen Qiucheng's office.

From the romantic and passionate roses, to the smiling tulips, to the otherworldly lilies, to the graceful and mysterious lavender——

Although it is replaced and refurbished every day, Shen Qiucheng still feels that his office has become a flower exhibition hall.

only……

The other party really treated him like a little girl with little experience in the world and coaxed him—a few bouquets of flowers with no technical content at all wanted to chase him?

Or did Yan Quan naively think that he would be influenced by these sugar-coated bullets day and night?

November tenth.

11.

The day before Super Singles Day.

Shen Qiucheng received flowers as usual - a large bouquet of purple roses.

Through Dai Jiamu's introduction, Shen Qiucheng got his wish and got in touch with a lot of crude oil businessmen in the Middle East. After a short private video conference in the afternoon, he had a good conversation with a man named Ikevis, and many ideas coincided with each other. , and the other party also has the intention to invest in China, and will meet in the near future for an interview plan.

After the video conference was over, Shen Qiucheng poured a glass of water in a good mood, and by the way looked at the bunch of purple roses on the coffee table that he didn't pay much attention to.

He noticed a difference right away.

It wasn't that there was any essential difference between this bouquet of flowers and the various flowers he had received before, but that he found something stuffed in the purple roses.

Yan Quan really enjoys this kind of boring game...

Shen Qiucheng took out the contents of the rose, it was a delicate velvet box, it looked like a ring box, the color was exactly the same as the purple of the rose, Shen Qiucheng opened it——

A plain note with a string of addresses on it.

He moved the note away, and a key came into view.

He took out the key and closed the box.

Then a purple arc flew across the air, and the small box was accurately thrown into the trash can in the corner.

In the evening, Shen Qiucheng went to a business hotel to discuss cooperation.

People at the dinner table come and go, false flattery, but in fact everyone has a dark heart.

In order to pursue greater interests and fame and fortune.

When the banquet was over, Shen Qiucheng glanced at his watch, it was exactly 23:[-].

Yan Quan, who was still lying in the hospital, gave him an address and a key——

What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?

Not a single phone call, is it because he is used to his missed appointments?Or was Yan Quan not there at all?

To be honest, Shen Qiucheng was really curious about Yan Quan's foreshadowing, and it was difficult to be calm.

Eleven forty-three.

Shen Qiucheng appeared at the location shown on the note - the 22nd floor of a certain residential apartment.

He knocked on the door lightly a few times - crisp echoes spread in the silent and empty corridor.

After stopping for half a minute, Shen Qiucheng took out the key and aimed it at the keyhole on the anti-theft door——

The door opened.

Zero o'clock.

He walked in, and the lights in the room suddenly turned on——

At the same time, small "bang—" sounds sounded one after another.

The uniformly colored balls hanging from the ceiling were pulled apart, and colorful petals, ribbons, and gold powder, like a grand performance, scattered flowers all over Shen Qiucheng's body.

Shen Qiucheng raised his hand to brush away the gold powder scattered on the bridge of his nose and lips, and suddenly remembered a line of poetry: Scattered flowers gradually become charming eyes.

"It couldn't be better to step on this point, happy birthday~"

Chapter17 small theater has been added

Shen Qiucheng raised his eyebrows and looked over.

The man leaning against the wall, with a cigarette in his mouth, spread his hands in front of him in a "receive" shape, with colorful petals and ribbons in his palms.

Shen Qiucheng watched the other party walk towards him slowly, and hung his clasped hands above his head.

Yan Quan smiled playfully, and suddenly parted his hands——

Gold powder and colored ribbons fell again on Shen Qiucheng's face.

"Ribbons and the like are barely enough, and glitter powder is fine, it's really hard to clean up," Shen Qiucheng said expressionlessly, "It's hard to wash it off even in the shower, and the floor is also very hard to sweep."

"..." Yan Quan stared at Shen Qiucheng who was covered in gold powder, looking funny and cute, he couldn't help smiling, stretched out his hand to rub the other's face, and said vaguely with a cigarette in his mouth, "Can't you be more romantic?"

How could Shen Qiucheng let Yan Quan succeed?He squeezed Yan Quan's hand all at once, and exerted some force threateningly.

Yan Quan gasped exaggeratedly, the half-burned cigarette almost fell out of his mouth, "I hurt!"

Shen Qiucheng: "..." You can really fucking act...

"I sneaked out," Yan Quan straightened his back, "I haven't been discharged from the hospital yet!"

Shen Qiucheng: "..." He let go of Yan Quan's hand.

Yan Quan raised his head slightly and thought for a while, then looked around the living room, fixed on one spot, and suggested, "Since you're here, shall I play a song for you?"

Shen Qiucheng followed Yan Quan's gaze and saw a black piano covered with flower petals and ribbons sitting in front of the window.

Yan Quan walked over to lift the piano cover, slightly touched the black and white keys with two or three fingertips, tapped them lightly one by one, and the chaotic echoes lingered——

Yan Quan asked, "What do you want to hear? Happy birthday song?"

Shen Qiucheng smiled lightly, "Yan Quan, stop pretending. Your arm is so badly injured, how can you still play the piano?"

Yan Quan raised his eyes to stare at Shen Qiucheng, and asked with a smile, "Then...the birthday star is coming?"

Shen Qiucheng said: "Since you know that I am the birthday star, how can there be any reason for me to play it to you?"

Yan Quan shrugged his shoulders, closed the piano cover, and said as he walked towards the restaurant, "Then let's play poker..."

"..." Shen Qiucheng couldn't help admiring Yan Quan's ability to "think out as soon as he thinks about it"...

Shen Qiucheng thought for a while, but followed Yan Quan's footsteps, and the two of them sat across the table.

Yan Quan poked out the cigarette, then shuffled the cards dazedly, and pushed the neat stack of poker to the center of the table.

Shen Qiucheng refused nonchalantly, "I can't think of anything interesting about two people's poker."

"If you don't place a bet, then there is really nothing to play." Yan Quan picked up the top card, turned it over and gently threw it on the table—even Yan Quan raised his eyebrows unexpectedly—not Knowing whether the hand is too red or too dark, it is a "job card" when it comes up.

"Ordinary poker is really not suitable for two people," Yan Quan slightly bent his fingers to pick up the joke card that was just turned over, "so let's play draw cards—"

Shen Qiucheng's gaze shifted from the ghost card to Yan Quan's face, trying to find out from the other's expression what kind of bad idea the other party was thinking...

"I win, you give me a kiss; you win, I give you a kiss! How about it?~~" Yan Quan raised his final voice slowly.

"...Obviously not very good..." The corners of Shen Qiucheng's mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, "It sucks..."

"Then let's play big," Yan Quan raised his eyes slightly, and said with a smile on his face, "The loser unconditionally agrees to a request from the winner—" Before Shen Qiucheng frowned and continued to refuse, he added: "It will never touch the bottom line, and it is not allowed to involve business, family, law, marriage, and flesh."

What Yan Quan added aroused Shen Qiucheng's interest a little bit.

"Unconditional?"

"of course."

"Except for all of the above?"

Yan Quan nodded: "Of course."

"How many plates?"

Yan Quan thought for a while, "Just two sets! If there are too many, it will be boring, right?"

Shen Qiucheng smiled lightly, signaling Yan Quan to shuffle the cards again.

Yan Quan finished allocating the cards quickly and skillfully, picked up his own cards and tidied them up a few times, smiling ambiguously and weirdly.

"Young Master Yan, don't be a fool." Shen Qiucheng glanced at Yan Quan.

"I swear on my integrity I didn't—"

A game came to an end quietly.

Shen Qiucheng only had a six of spades, and Yan Quan still held two cards tightly.

Shen Qiucheng stretched out his hand and lightly touched the card on the left with his fingertips.

Yan Quan didn't have any demeanor or emotional fluctuations.

The corner of Shen Qiucheng's lips curled slightly, pulled out this card, and easily slapped it on the table without even looking at it!

Capital six of hearts.

"I saw a ghost today..." Yan Quan said lazily, and threw out the hot ghost card in his hand.

Shen Qiucheng glanced at Yan Quan, his eyes were fleeting, without any special pause, he just said a few words in an understatement——

"It's impossible for us."

"Stop thinking of me again."

"That's what you call yourself to dig a hole and jump yourself." Yan Quan shuffled the cards much slower than the last two times, his voice was slow and lazy, his mood didn't fluctuate much, and he seemed to be smiling, "I promise——"

Shen Qiucheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Don't worry, I will definitely not pay a thousand, fair competition." Yan Quan pushed the poker to the center of the table again, and said calmly to himself, "Let everything be left to fate."

Another set, as if the redial button was pressed, was exactly the same as the previous scene.

This time the goddess of luck chose Yan Quan.

Shen Qiucheng flipped over the cards he drew from Yan Quan's hand, and the corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily—a ghost card full of weirdness and sarcasm!

Then switch to Yan Quan - he got his wish and drew an Ace of Hearts, which was exactly a pair with his own Ace of Diamonds.

Yan Quan gathered the playing cards into a pile with a smile, stood up and stretched on his seat, then leaned slightly to pick a petal from Shen Qiucheng's black hair, and played with it twice, with a long and ambiguous tone, "Unconditionally agree—"

Shen Qiucheng flicked his fingertips lightly, and the joke cards in his hand were inserted into the pile of cards like bullets, "Let's talk."

He could basically predict what Yan Quan would say, but the truth still made him unbearable——

"Recently, you have contacted a lot of businessmen in the Middle East who are engaged in crude oil business. Are you going to meet next month? Then play a song at the business banquet next month, and then announce loudly to them that it is only for me. Yes... I know you can play the piano, if not, I can teach you—"

Shen Qiucheng's expression suddenly changed, he gritted his teeth and said, "You're fucking messing around!"

"I played, I also gambled, now you tell me this?" Yan Quan said with a chuckle, "Did I just say that you were messing around?"

Shen Qiucheng looked at Yan Quan seriously, and suddenly laughed softly, a smile bloomed on his face without warning, and at the same time he said: "Fuck! You!—"

Then Yan Quan once again saw the back of Shen Qiuchengyou turning away from him without a pause.

Slowly he drew a joker from the depths of his cuff, and another from the poker pile—both of which were three of the deck, the loneliest and loneliest imps, and now they seemed like twin.

Only he himself knows that no matter how much he draws, Shen Qiucheng will eventually get a fake card.

Only he himself knew that there was no such thing as a bullshit Lady Luck in this world.

Only he himself knows that there has been no fairness in a certain field since ancient times.

The phone screen lights up and goes off on the dining table, goes off and goes on and on countless times——

It was nothing more than the hospital contacting him.

Those people, those things, those places—it seems that there are no flower petals and ribbons full of self-pity in the room that he can recall endlessly.

Shen Qiucheng walked out of that apartment, and at some point, crystal snowflakes floated quietly in the night sky.

Started his new black Mercedes.

The lingering fragrance of flowers all over his body penetrated into his nerves one by one.

Yan Quan's cheating skills are extremely high - if it was a slightly more complicated game, or in a darker and louder environment, Shen Qiucheng would definitely not be able to see him cheating clearly.

But he didn't expose Yan Quan.

On a super special day—so special that even he himself forgot how special it was on this day, someone painstakingly prepared a small surprise for him, and would rather win in a grandiose way— —

Shen Qiucheng changed his usual routine and went along with Yan Quan. He originally thought that Yan Quan would at most refute his request, and then say something like I still want to fuck you and chase you...

Obviously, he underestimated the enemy again.

He admitted that when Yan Quan made that almost unreasonable request, his mind went blank for a second.

Under the circumstances at that time, if he had exposed Yan Quan as a hindsight, he would have changed from being unaffected by the other party to being unaffected by himself.

The two of them are really happy and dedicated to challenging each other's limits.

So Shen Qiucheng couldn't help but become angry from embarrassment and threw out a classic English curse without any grace.

At noon, which belongs to the birthday, the light snow has stopped and the sun is just right.

Even though he took three baths, Shen Qiucheng still felt some inexplicable itches all over his body.

He might be allergic to those damn gold dusts.

The afternoon flowers arrived as expected.

A bouquet of holy calla lilies—

One flower one world, one leaf one bodhi.

In the evening, Shen Qiucheng ate dinner by himself, then sat on the sofa and watched TV programs silently.

This day of my birthday seems to be no different from before.

If not for Xu Hengzhou's arrival.

As soon as Xu Hengzhou entered the room, he stood at the entrance without moving.

"Brother Zhou, what's the matter?" Shen Qiucheng turned off the TV and stood up from the sofa, "How are sister-in-law and little nephew?"

"All good." Xu Hengzhou replied.

In a room as silent as water, the two people facing each other silently can hear the echo even when a needle is dropped at this moment.

After a long time, Xu Hengzhou sighed, walked a few steps, stood in front of Shen Qiucheng, and handed Shen Qiucheng a piece of paper.

Shen Qiucheng glanced at Xu Hengzhou, opened it, and there were two lines of handwritten addresses on it.

These two places are probably in a remote small town. Although Yingchuan and Yingchuan are in the same province, Shen Qiucheng has never been there, and it is even the first time he has heard of it, which shows how poor and remote it is.

"This is...?" Shen Qiucheng raised his eyes.

Xu Hengzhou took out his mobile phone and pressed a string of numbers. After getting through, he stuck it to Shen Qiucheng's ear without saying a word, and Shen Qiucheng took it by himself, "Hello?"

Then Shen Qiucheng's complexion changed slightly, to a huge change, and then the blood color faded away little by little.

Chapter18

A call is like a long dream.

My head is filled with childhood memories - the family gathers to eat mom's cookies, which are crunchy, and sometimes fights with my brother over the last piece.I followed my elder brother to play football, and was always laughed at by his friends for being too short and untalented. My elder brother would quarrel with them because of himself and break up with them, and took him to play a broken football in the garden. The two of them played boringly. Kick it off, and the result will still come back to the cookie.

At that time, he was very young and had a big nose every day. He only knew that his father was very strict, his mother was very gentle, and his brother was very annoying.

Later, my mother took her luggage and left, no matter how he and his brother chased, shouted and cried.People always have to go through some things to grow up overnight, but they can never look forward to returning to their original innocence.

and then?

There is no more—

After the phone call was over, Shen Qiucheng slowly lowered his hands, his expression returned to his usual calm expression, and he said flatly, "Brother Zhou, check to see if my knife is in the box by your hand."

Xu Hengzhou pondered for a moment, "Are you still going to kill someone?"

Shen Qiucheng fastened his tie meticulously, without any ups and downs in his voice: "It is necessary to be defensive."

"Qiu Cheng, don't hate her. Believe that she has reasons, you will be much happier." Xu Hengzhou said earnestly, "Do you want me to send you?"

"No, you go home and take care of your sister-in-law." Shen Qiucheng took care of himself, put on his windbreaker, and took out a transparent umbrella from the corner of the shoe cabinet, "Thank you Zhou brother, see you later."

It was a place where he couldn't even find the navigation. Shen Qiucheng drove the car in after a few hours. It was already early morning.

All low-rise bungalows have been around for a long time.Rubbish cans can be seen everywhere, and all kinds of garbage are discharged. Telephone poles and dead branches are scattered all over the place, as if they have just been robbed by bandits.In several small restaurants with dark fronts on the side of the road, men in worn-out military overcoats gathered together in groups to smoke.There are also several hair salons. On a snowy winter night, women with heavy make-up shake their thighs to do work.

Shen Qiucheng parked the car at the intersection, opened the umbrella with one hand and got out of the car.

He was walking on this street with a cigarette in his mouth. His temperament and appearance were quite out of place. He looked like a fat sheep in gold and silver, so that everyone wanted to give them a second look.

The 45th is here.

Shen Qiucheng looked up at the crooked plaque, the words "Du Yuan Hotel" were unexpectedly beautiful.It was a small house standing in a dilapidated yard.

He just stood quietly in the night wind and winter snow, until a moderate layer of snow fell on the umbrella, until a very coquettishly dressed woman in the hair salon next door flirted with him four times.

He still didn't knock on the door.

Forget it, let's go, meeting is worse than missing.

The moment he turned around, the iron door of the small restaurant was pulled open.

Shen Qiucheng stopped his steps, turned slightly sideways, and looked over with a blank expression.

The people who came out obviously saw him, after all, he was too conspicuous in this place, and people had to see him at a glance.

At this glance, it seems to have seen a century, and the distance between them is longer than the Milky Way that the Queen Mother and the Empress descended from.

"Qiu Cheng?" A voice weeping with joy.

Shen Qiucheng didn't say a word, and started to leave.

"Are you Qiu Cheng?" The man chased down a few steps, his thin figure shivering in the cold wind.

Shen Qiucheng finally couldn't take the next step, and didn't look back, "It's me."

The man desperately suppressed the urge to hug him tightly, and rubbed his hands excitedly, "Come in, it's too cold outside."

Shen Qiucheng sighed and walked in.

This restaurant is not as dilapidated as imagined. There are several tables in the lobby, a wooden checkout counter, and a small second floor.

The man fiddled with the cash register for a long time, and brought out two cups of hot tea.

"The chairs are all clean, I just wiped them before next night."

The woman turned on another incandescent lamp, and sat at the table next to Shen Qiucheng by herself, with her eyes downcast not knowing what she was thinking.

Shen Qiucheng looked at the withered figure of that person, remembering how luxuriant and prosperous she was back then, and sighed in vain now.

Once the spring is full, the beauty is old.

She took a sip of tea, raised her eyes that were not favored by time, "Where is Chen Feng? My name is Chen Feng, why are you here?"

Hearing this, Shen Qiucheng frowned, his eyes sharp.

She also realized that she shouldn't have said that, and explained: "I didn't mean that, Qiu Cheng. I was just too surprised and surprised. It's been more than ten years..."

"You yourself have known it for more than ten years?" Shen Qiucheng interrupted her without mercy.

"I, I..." She hugged her head tightly and cried bitterly, "I want to see you, but I don't know how to face you, and Chen Feng is not willing to talk to me, I want to get news about you from him , He is always very careful, just saying that you are in good health, that you are very promising, that you have been admitted to University B. But these are enough, you are my pride, Qiu Cheng."

"If you said these things because you asked me for something today, it would be unnecessary." Shen Qiucheng blew on the remaining snow on the umbrella, "I don't think that would be someone who abandoned her husband. The true words of a woman who never blinked when she was a child."

"No! It's true!" Yuan Lan raised her red eyes, tears streaming down her face, "You have to believe me, my Qiu Cheng, my son!"

"If I wanted to know where you are, I could have found you out hundreds of years ago, but I didn't. I would rather hypnotize myself that you are dead..." Shen Qiucheng looked into the distance, his eyes were a little blurred, "The twisted melon Not sweet, you hate Dad so much, you hate Shen, you hate Shen Chenfeng, you hate Shen Qiucheng, you hate everything around us. More than once I have fantasized about what it will be like when we meet again one day—"

"I guess you have enough reasons to come and tear my face that looks like you." Shen Qiucheng shrugged.

"Qiu Cheng..." Yuan Lan looked at his handsome and straight back, crying uncontrollably.

Shen Qiucheng smiled faintly, "It's not bad, at least I didn't come here to tear my face, and even said a lot of things in a hypocritical way."

"Qiucheng, my Qiucheng!" Yuan Lan stood up like crazy, and rushed to hug Shen Qiucheng.

Shen Qiucheng subconsciously wanted to break free, but in the end he didn't take any action. After all, everyone longed for his mother's embrace, no matter it was warm, cold, or hypocritical.

"What's the matter?" Shen Qiucheng asked in a low voice.

"Where's Chen Feng?" Yuan Lan still asked this question.

Shen Qiucheng stretched out his hand to cover one eye, looked up at the vast snow outside the window, and said casually: "Today's snow is a bit heavy..."

Yuan Lan followed Shen Qiucheng's gaze, feeling inexplicably uneasy in her heart, and asked again, "Where's Chen Feng?"

"Good question, where's Chen Feng?" Shen Qiucheng smiled foolishly, "Where's Chen Feng?"

Seeing that Shen Qiucheng was so scared to death, Yuan Lan hugged him tremblingly, "Qiucheng, are you okay?"

"Of course I'm fine." Shen Qiucheng put down his hand covering his eyes, "I'm in charge of Yuanshen now."

Yuan Lan seemed to be struck by lightning, and asked in a daze, "What do you mean?"

"My brother probably told you that I'm not interested in these things at home." Shen Qiucheng smiled slightly and said softly, "But now it's my turn to be in charge."

"What do you mean?" Yuan Lan repeated, her eyes gradually glazed over.

"What do you mean by asking me?" Shen Qiucheng turned his head to look at Yuan Lan, and said indifferently: "Will it be my turn if there is one person in the Shen family? It means that there is no one in the Shen family."

"Chenfeng!!!" Yuan Lan was almost unable to stand still, but thanks to Shen Qiucheng who supported her, she cried heart-piercingly and scolded her ex, "Shen Dong, you bastard. My son! You give me back my son!"

Then Yuan Lan cried for 5 minutes, scolded Shen Dongshang for 5 minutes, shook her shoulders, and sobbed.

"Let's deal with the affairs of the living first." Shen Qiucheng lit a cigarette.

Yuan Lan sniffled and sat down, "Your brother..." He immediately changed his words, "It's me and Mr. Du's son, Du Zeyang, in the police station."

"That's it?" Shen Qiucheng frowned slightly.

"Our town mayor's son was severely injured by Zeyang's severed head. The medical fee for reconciliation is 30 yuan, otherwise we will take Zeyang to court and put him in jail. He is a sophomore this year. , although I can't compare with you, but it is still a heavy capital, and I have a bright future..." Yuan Lan couldn't continue crying.

"So, you originally called my eldest brother to ask him to take money for you or to make money?