Who kidnapped the president's baby brother

Song Yanhe returned to the room in a trance.

Love is really gut-wrenching.It's a pity that he has been poisoned too deeply, and now he can't feel any pain after being stabbed again.

Speaking of which, when he was wandering in the street yesterday in a daze, Nie Qingyue was hugging another man who looked similar to him and caring for him, perhaps still saying the things he had said to him.That being the case, why did he come to play in front of him yesterday?I really can't figure it out.

Chen Mu knocked on the door a few times and followed in.

"Yanhe, are you okay?"

"I am fine."

"Did you not rest well? I'll get you a glass of water." Chen Mu turned around and wanted to go out to get a water glass.

"Chen Mu." Song Yanhe stopped him.

"Ok?"

"Actually, you don't have to buy the downstairs room. After so much trouble, I moved out today. I'm sorry I didn't see earlier that you didn't like living with other people."

"No, no, I..." Chen Mu was a little incoherent, sighed, closed the door, and stood in front of Song Yanhe to explain.

"It's not that I don't like living under the same roof with others. On the contrary, I cherish you and Lin Lang as two friends. Because of your special status, I want to buy this building so that the front and back gardens can be surrounded Get up, let you live in peace of mind. It happens that this building is located in the innermost part of the community. I have already coordinated with the property management. I am sending someone to negotiate with the property on the second floor, and it will be settled soon. So, don’t Let's go. If it's for Nie Qingyue, then it's not worth it. Nie Qingyue is not alone in this world, let alone everyone is like him."

Because not everyone is like him.

Not everyone is as ruthless as him, nor is everyone like him, which makes him tempted.

Song Yanhe was unable to explain, so he could only say, "I want to rest for a while."

"Okay, as long as you don't leave." Chen Mu spread his hands and shrugged, "Lin Lang and I are here, you can tell us if you have something on your mind."

After finishing speaking, Chen Mu realized that he always pulled out Lin Lang's name to block his intentions, lest Song Yanhe would see through his intentions and refuse his approach, so he couldn't help being a little frustrated with his cowardice.Looking at Song Yanhe's absent-minded look again, he thought to himself, when he is in a better state next time, just tell him frankly, like a man chasing his lover.

Walking to the door, Chen Mu added, "At least, I will never do the things he did."

Song Yanhe didn't have the time to think about the kind of friendship in Chen Mu's words. After he went out, Song Yanhe slowly raised his hand in the air, the brilliance of his fingertips bloomed slightly, and the spiritual power flowed all over his body.

If you teach that there is no hatred in your eyes, you don't believe that there is a white head in the world.

Song Yanhe made some calculations and felt even colder in his heart.After hesitating for a moment, he silently recited the formula, and waved his hand to write down a powerful spell.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, the root of all qi, extensively cultivated for billions of kalpas, and proved the truth of the world. Inside and outside the three realms, only the Tao is the only one, with a golden light, covering my body. Seeing it is not seeing, hearing it is not heard, fighting it is not possible, returning to nothing .Place my body, go out of the dark and into the dark, benefit but not harm, end with heaven and earth."

After writing the last stroke, the rune bloomed like a golden plaque, illuminating the entire bedroom so that it could not be seen, and it disappeared after a few hours.

You Fei gradually recovered under the care of Dr. Wu, but his drug dependence did not improve significantly.Nie Qingyue had no choice but to set up a treatment room for him in the house. Once You Fei became addicted, he was locked in a restraint chair, his chest, arms and ankles were fixed, and he passed out every time until he was exhausted.

Through the door, Nie Qingyue heard You Fei struggling and begging again, and Doctor Wu patiently comforted him.

"You have persisted for seven days. If you persevere, you will soon get over it. The possibility of completely quitting the drug for the first time is the highest. If you give up at this time, it will be more difficult to completely quit in the future. Believe me, I will definitely be able to help you quit, you are still young, there are many tomorrows in your life, the future is bright, who has not gone through detours when you are young, as long as you persist, you will definitely be able to completely get rid of the control of drugs."

Under the restraint of the restraint chair, the range of motion that You Fei could move was very small. He slammed into the back of the chair violently and made a bang sound. His voice was already hoarse and sharp. Sweat and tears kept streaming down his cheeks, repeating intermittently, "... ...I can't take it anymore...Please, let me go, leave me alone...I really, can't take it anymore, let me go, let me die...I don't want to live, let me die... ..."

Nie Qingyue pushed the door open and entered the house.

Dr. Wu signaled him not to speak, turned sideways and seriously looked at the instrument display next to the treatment chair, and comforted You Fei, "You can do it, just keep going. The first course of treatment is almost over, your body is recovering, blood pressure, heartbeat , and various body function indexes are gradually stabilizing. Your condition is very good, better than all the cases I have seen before. You can definitely quit completely. By then, you will be like all normal people. You can continue to complete your Study, pursue your dreams, everything is bright in the future, you don’t have to be controlled by anyone, you can be yourself completely.”

You Fei didn't know how much he had listened to, his chest was still heaving and panting violently, "I... can't do it... I can't take it anymore... I won't quit, I can't quit..."

"You must quit," Nie Qingyue stepped forward and grabbed his jaw, "absolutely quit."

The crazy You Fei didn't care who the person in front of him was, broke free from his palm, yelled hysterically, and bit his arm hard, blood oozed from Nie Qingyue's arm immediately.

Dr. Wu suddenly got up, "Xiao Cheng, get anesthesia!"

"Uh—no need! Let him bite!" Nie Qingyue snorted and stopped.

His blood dripped down the corner of You Fei's lips, and the physical pain made him feel at ease.

When You Fei smelled blood, his pupils dilated suddenly, and he glanced at Nie Qingyue in horror, and then passed out on the chair.

Doctor Wu breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried up to disinfect and bandage Nie Qingyue himself.

The wound on Nie Qingyue's arm was still bleeding, he didn't even frown, and asked Dr. Wu, "How long will it take for him to quit?"

"You Fei's condition is relatively good. There is no strong self-harm and no need for anesthesia. He has been insisting on sober withdrawal. This is stronger than many people's will. With acupuncture and Chinese medicine, there should be hope that the body will be detoxified within a month. , but he has a history of drug abuse for more than a year, and it is the most difficult thing to get rid of the addiction."

Nie Qingyue knew better than anyone else that You Fei was not Song Yanhe, but every time he saw his face, Nie Qingyue couldn't control his emotions, and couldn't stop the person in his heart from overlapping with the person in front of him.

It would be great if You Fei could quit drugs, a person who looked like Song Yanhe could stay by his side well, let him watch him all the time, he would never get tired of watching him for a lifetime.

When You Fei became addicted, he was so powerful that he bit Nie Qingyue's arm until the next day, even if he moved it, it hurt so badly.Nie Qingyue's arm was wrapped in bandages, and he didn't have any interest in official business, so he didn't even go to the company, and stayed in the guest room where Song Yanhe lived before.

You Fei knocked on the door and walked in, "Mr. Nie."

"Well, you're awake."

"Mr. Nie, I'm here to apologize. I really didn't bite you on purpose yesterday. I can't remember the situation at that time... I might think I was hallucinating. I didn't know until the nurse told me when I woke up in the morning. I'm sorry, Mr. Nie."

"Just with your face, you don't have to say sorry to me." Nie Qingyue's voice was very soft, calm and calm, and he put his hand on a glass display case. It is two cut-off swords, "20, the line to enter the customs, this bite, you can do whatever you want."

You Fei already knew from the conversation between the big-mouthed Ding Cheng and the servant why Nie Qingyue chose him alone, and also understood that Nie Qingyue didn't say these words to him at this time, so he stopped talking.

Nie Qingyue looked at the sword on the sword stand for a while, then sighed suddenly, and asked, "You Fei, do you know how to use a sword?"

You Fei was taken aback, and replied, "No."

Don't say it's a broken sword, even if you give him a normal sword, he won't use it.This is not a fruit knife, how many people can use a sword now?

Nie Qingyue's tone was a bit dark, "Then can you write?"

"Write what?"

Nie Qingyue picked up a book from the table next to him, opened it and turned to the page where Song Yanhe took notes.It was casually marked by Song Yanhe when he was reading a book at home. He used a wolf hair brush and wrote it in small script by hand.

Nie Qingyue pointed, "Can you use a brush?"

Yu Fei nodded.Before he dropped out of school, he studied fine arts, so copying handwriting is no problem.He took down a writing brush from the pen stand, looked left and right to see if there was no inkstone, then dipped some black ink from the pen, took out a piece of white paper from the case, and looked at Song Yanhe's handwriting for a while, pondering his strokes, paused. The pen was strong, and after a while, he re-transcribed Song Yanhe's notes on the blank paper.

The font You Fei imitated is slightly different from Song Yanhe's, but because the writing and layout are exactly the same, and the characters are small, those differences are not too obvious.

Nie Qingyue picked up the comparison and looked at it, and there was a trace of madness in his eyes. He grabbed You Fei's arm and said eagerly, "You write my name, 'Nie Qingyue'."

These days, he searched through Song Yanhe's books and notes, but he never saw his name appearing. He thought that he might not see it in his lifetime, but suddenly he found that the handwriting copied by You Fei was eight or nine points similar, and his heart arose again. hope.

You Fei's copying was okay, but he really didn't know how to write it, so he dipped some ink, took out a blank paper, and began to write the three words 'Nie Qingyue'.He felt that the first two characters were not bad, and they were somewhat similar to Song Yanhe's, but when he wrote the last point of the traditional Chinese character 'Yue', his fingers suddenly twitched, and the stroke raised uncontrollably, It even cut through the entire Yue character.

"Mr. Nie, I'm sorry, I haven't picked up a pen for a long time, and my hands are shaking after taking medicine. I'll write another one."

Nie Qingyue took the piece of paper from his hand, "No, this one is fine."

These badly written three characters are like the last memories of him and Song Yanhe.The last time we saw Lin Lang downstairs, Song Yanhe's face when he turned to leave was a determination and disappointment that he had never seen before, and he, those ugly words that he said at that time, thinking about it now, even he himself can't face it. right.

The old Taoist is such a good enough person to be worthy of all the most beautiful things in the world, and his intersection with him ended in such a dishonorable and ugly way.

"You look too much like him." Nie Qingyue muttered to himself, and walked to Song Yanhe's cloakroom, followed by You Fei.

"When you are well, put on all these clothes."

It's already summer, and the clothes that Nie Qingyue prepared for Song Yanhe are hanging in the closet. Some of them have been worn by him, and some have not been worn yet.In the past, he thought that the two of them would always be together, and it seemed hypocritical to take Song Yanhe to take pictures, but now Nie Qingyue searched his phone and couldn't find a few photos of Song Yanhe.And because the cameras on the entire floor of the company were removed, it is even more difficult to take another look at Song Yanhe at that time.

If you modify it a little and find a good angle to shoot, You Fei should look very much like him.

"Okay, Mr. Nie."

You Fei knew that if Nie Qingyue hadn't saved him, he might have died in Chen Yang's hands.Even if he doesn't die that day, he will die somewhere for no apparent reason because he has no money to pay off his debts, buy medicine, or other reasons.It's just a few clothes in the test area, and it's just a substitute for someone else. Compared with what Nie Qingyue did to him, it's insignificant.Even if Nie Qingyue really asked him to do something, he would be willing, but it's a pity that Nie Qingyue was not interested in him.

Nie Qingyue looked back, "You need to eat more, you're too thin."

"Ah."

During the withdrawal period, You Fei ate only bland food with clear soup. When the drug addiction broke out, he was physically exhausted, and he was even thinner than when he first met.Nie Qingyue couldn't help but wonder why Song Yanhe became thinner every day when he came to him, and even You Fei who looked like him became thinner and thinner.

Nie Qingyue flipped through Song Yanhe's clothes one by one with his hands, and suddenly saw a blue and white Taoist robe hanging on the back, with gossip patterns on the sleeves, Tai Chi on the waist, and elegant cloud patterns on the hem.Nie Qingyue reached out and lifted the hanger of that dress, put it on You Fei's body for comparison, and said, "You don't need to wear this one. His hair was so long at that time." He gestured on his back, "It's probably here."

You Fei asked curiously, "Is it real hair?"

Nie Qingyue nodded with a bitter smile, "Well, he's a Taoist priest. Isn't it strange?"

You Fei asked again, "Is it a real Taoist priest? This is his Taoist robe?"

"It's a real Taoist priest, but this one is not his original Taoist robe. His one...is broken, and I asked someone to copy it according to the original one, except that the embroidery workmanship of that one can't be made. , other places, even the stitches are the same."

"Is there any embroidery craft that you can't find someone to do? It must be a very powerful master."

"It should be." Nie Qingyue thought for a while, "I seemed to ask Uncle Zhong to throw the original one away."

"It's a pity."

"Uncle Zhong has always been careful in his work. He should know that the embroidery is different. He might still keep the original one. I'll ask."

After listening to Nie Qingyue's question, the old housekeeper folded his hands in front of him and replied seriously, "Mr. Nie, Mr. Song's original dress is in the R&D department. Do you need me to get it back?"

"What do you give his clothes to R&D? Are they still developing embroidery?"

"Mr. Nie, it's like this. The R&D department sends people to pick up the things used by Mr. Song every day. They usually send them back on the same day or the next day. You said that the clothes were no longer needed, so I asked them to keep them there for temporary storage."

Nie Qingyue sat silently on the luxurious sofa in the lobby on the first floor, thinking he had heard it wrong, he was stunned for a while before asking, "What are you talking about? What is the R&D department doing with Song Yanhe's things? Are you still here every day? Who asked you to give them of?"

"Mr. Nie, Director Liu of the R&D Department gave me a document signed by you personally, which mentioned that the things used by Mr. Song were brought to the project team for laboratory analysis every day. I did it according to the requirements in the document. "

"Where's the file? Bring it to me!"

The old butler went upstairs and opened the safes, took them out, turned around, and handed the documents to Nie Qingyue.

Nie Qingyue's face changed when he saw the folder.

It was the bound folder of the top-secret documents of the Nie Group. The paper was made of special materials, and the contents recorded on it could not be copied, scanned, or photographed, and each document had its own number.

The title page is imprinted with "Alien Human Spiritual Power Experimental Project", which was issued more than two months ago.At that time, he also saw this document, but he didn't read it carefully at that time, and put it in the office drawer.

Nie Qingyue looked at the topic, and the "requirements for each position to cooperate with research duties" inside, and suddenly thought of what Song Yanhe had said to him.

"There's so much I don't know."

"Nie Qingyue, would normal people have sex in this kind of place?"

"Nie Qingyue, what do you think of me?"

"I am also a person, with hands and feet, where can I not go?"

Nie Qingyue picked up his mobile phone and dialed, "Liu Shoubin, no matter where you are now, immediately, immediately, get out in front of me!"

Half an hour later, Director Liu was chanting Amitabha silently all the way, and asked the driver to go through countless red lights and rushed to Nie's house. As soon as he entered the hall, Nie Qingyue threw the folder in front of him, "You'd better tell me, what happened?" Something happened!"