How to say goodbye to patrons

"Yes." Chu Yan said, "You look very similar to him."

look alike...

Qin Yu's face suddenly flashed in front of Xiang Youlin.This made his rationality that he had managed to hold on to almost explode.

"Is it Qin Yu?"

"His name is also Xiang Youlin." Chu Yan looked at the face that was exactly the same as Xiang Youlin's in memory: "When I first met you, I really felt that the two of you were one person."

"Then treat it as a person." Xiang Youlin took a small step forward, not a big step, and his body did not reach in front of Chu Yan.

But Chu Yan felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.He took two steps back until he leaned against the closet behind him: "You are different from him. Although I once doubted it, he is not as paranoid as you."

"Only for you." Xiang Youlin didn't move forward, he looked at Chu Yan with deep affection and some things that Chu Yan couldn't understand.

"I don't want to, I can't control it." Gradually, Xiang Youlin's eyes were full of predatoryness: "Then, we have no way to start over, right?"

"You say I'm paranoid, so be it."

As soon as his words fell, Chu Yan felt his body lighten up, as if being resisted forcefully.

"Xiang Youlin, what are you doing!" In the few minutes just now, Chu Yan thought that Xiang Youlin might kill him badly, but he never thought that he would resist himself like this and leave.

Xiang Youlin seemed to have made up his mind, and directly pushed Chu Yankang into the garage and into the back seat of the car, not even forgetting to fasten his seat belt for him.

"Where are you taking me?" As soon as Xiang Youlin closed the rear door, Chu Yan quickly moved the lock, trying to open the door, but Xiang Youlin thought of it faster than him.

The car door was locked the moment it was just closed, and Xiang Youlin was so furious that he did things more meticulously.

He only needs to open the smart lock for a second when he opens the car door, and then close it immediately. This time makes Chu Yan not even have enough time to unbuckle his seat belt.

He could only watch helplessly as the sports car started moving rapidly.

Chu Yan has never walked this road in his memory, but Chu Yan felt inexplicably panicked: "Xiang Youlin! Where are you taking me?"

"If you want to kill or cut, give it a good time."

"My other residence." Xiang Youlin looked at Chu Yan through the rearview mirror: "Our current apartment is all monitored, I don't worry."

"You...are sick." Xiang Youlin's hands were shaking at this time, and the surrounding scenery quickly receded. Chu Yan didn't know how fast he was driving, but he even felt a weightless feeling. .

As the speed of the car gradually slowed down, Chu Yan's feeling of weightlessness not only did not improve, but became more and more intense.

A very ordinary three-storey villa, the tall floor-to-ceiling windows are covered with pure white curtains, one corner is not ventilated by housekeeping, a window is opened, and a corner of the white curtains protrudes out along the direction of the wind. Fluttering.

Chu Yan's eyes were fixed on that place, and some fragments of his memory were gradually revived. He seemed to see a fashionable woman behind the floating curtains, her face was sweet, and her hands were motherly covering Some slightly big belly.

Cozy, enjoying the breeze in a hostess posture, enjoying the warm sunshine that can be enjoyed by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

It seemed as if it had driven something, many memories were broken into pieces, filling his mind, many people's faces, some contemptuous, angry, familiar and unknown, all flashed in front of his eyes over again.

The building in front of him was like a key, which opened the Pandora's box that had silenced all the darkness and terror, and released the most painful part of Chu Yan's memory.Chu Yan wanted to retrieve the lost memory, but he never thought that he would become so terrified just by peeking at a corner.

It seemed that he was touching a pot of sulfuric acid, even if his fingertips were slightly inserted into it, the bone-eroding pain would spread all over his body.

Until Xiang Youlin reached out to fish him out, Chu Yan curled up obediently in a corner of the car: "I don't want to go in." His waving hands were quickly stopped, and Xiang Youlin unquestionably He dragged it out.

And Chu Yan grabbed the car door without hesitation: "Xiang Youlin, I beg you to kill me! I don't want to go in."

Xiang Youlin seemed to have decided not to listen to any of his words, and resisted him a bit forcefully, ignoring his resistance at all. Fortunately, this place belongs to the suburbs. If it was in Xiang Youlin's original apartment, This meeting is probably already on the headlines.

"Let me go!" Chu Yan even shouted hoarsely, but he was no match for Xiang Youlin, whose heart was like a rock. He didn't put him in until he heard the door slamming. on the sofa.

He is actually not familiar with this house, he only thinks that he can live here after retiring, but even so, he hasn’t been here for a long time, he searched for a cup for a while, and finally found it in the closet. It was a pot of water.

When the water boiled and gradually became warmer, he quietly sent it to Chu Yan: put it on the coffee table in front of him.

Chu Yan had no strength to struggle at this time, he turned his head and looked around, with mixed emotions in his heart.

For a while, it's hard to say whether it's a little more collapse, or a little more despair.

He swore he had never been here before, but everything was so familiar.

His eyes were on the cup on the tea table in front of him. It was different from the brown-red or marble coffee table nowadays, but pure black and white, simple and comfortable.

His eyes moved up slowly. The cup was a mug, which didn't look expensive, but it was in the shape of a cat, and the cat's tail was the handle of the cup.

These are all self-selected.

He looked around, if Xiang Youlin's original apartment was familiar to him, just like his own home where he lived every day, then everything in front of him was what he hoped for.

Everything is according to his preferences and habits, and he can't even pick out any arrangement that doesn't meet his wishes.

But it was obviously all the places he wanted, but it made him feel nauseous, as if a dead mouse had floated out of his favorite porridge.

Even if it's your favorite porridge, it's extremely nauseating, you can't drink a little bit of it, and you even feel like throwing up.

Chu Yan felt this way now, so much so that when he saw the slightly steaming cup in front of him, he picked up the handle in the shape of a cat's tail and threw it directly at Xiang Youlin's feet.

With a bang, the cup exploded, and the water spread across Xiang Youlin's entire shoe.