Mr. Wood is in the North Pole, I am in the South

As soon as Mu Nancheng opened his mouth, the sword of Damocles that had been hanging above his head for 11 years finally fell and pierced his heart.

Mu Nancheng's voice was extremely suppressed, his voice was as hoarse as if it had been sanded with sandpaper, but he spit out every word with great force, as if Xiao Ran had to hear clearly, and Xiao Ran had to understand the whole story.

No matter how thrilling the past is, it is pale and succinct when described in words. Only when the person concerned recalls the real situation at that time, he cannot feel at ease.

During this process, Mu Nancheng kept his head down, holding Xiao Ran's feet with both hands.

Mu Nancheng could feel the instep of Xiao Ran's instep stretched straight at that moment, the resistance he intended to pull out, and he could also feel the warm sole of his foot suddenly go cold, and the blue tendons on the white instep burst out, several times, The kid wanted to kick him, but for some reason he held back.

Silence gathers from all directions, needles can be heard in the room, Xiao Ran's rapid breathing is extremely clear, and there is a slight gasping sound from his chest, which shows that his emotions are violently agitated at the moment.

Mu Nancheng waited for his late judgment in such sharp silence.

While waiting, he quietly raised his head, and saw Xiao Ran staring at him.

The young man's eyes are extremely clear and bright, and the eyeballs are pure black. Mu Nancheng's figure is clearly visible in his pupils. This gaze is like a bright mirror, penetrating into the depths of Mu Nancheng's soul, every trace of it There is nothing to hide.

Mu Nancheng lowered his eyelashes almost as if fleeing.

The time stretched infinitely bit by bit, and Mu Nancheng's palm on Xiao Ran's ankle became colder and colder.

The calm appearance cracked little by little in such torment.

He was suddenly afraid of hearing the result of the trial. Even though he had done countless psychological constructions, no matter how Xiao Ran's reaction was when he learned the truth, he would never let him go.

But if li xuan really didn't forgive, how could he force him to stay.

Mu Nancheng let go of one hand to support the ground, trying to stand up, but he sat on the ground for too long, his long legs were curled up awkwardly, the blood flow was not smooth, and both legs were paralyzed long ago.

As soon as he let go, Xiao Ran also moved.

Xiao Ran raised his leg and kicked Mu Nancheng's shoulder. Mu Nancheng kept his upper body pulled up to relieve the numbness in his leg, but was unexpectedly kicked by Xiao Ran so that he fell backward.

Mu Nancheng looked up at Xiao Ran.

The young man pursed his lips. He sat cross-legged on the recliner, looking down at Mu Nancheng condescendingly. His beautiful face was neither cold nor angry.

For the first time, Mu Nancheng was unable to decipher the meaning of the child's expression.

"Why did you tell me this?" Xiao Ran said coldly, "The mastermind kidnapper is already dead, and he didn't say this in his statement back then. Why did you say it? If you don't tell me, I will never know."

"Because I want you to know."

Only after being absolutely honest can I be qualified to confess, and you can decide whether you can accept it or not.

"Just want me to know?" Xiao Ran hit the nail on the head, "Don't you want me to forgive you?"

Mu Nancheng's eyelashes trembled heavily.

The corners of Xiao Ran's mouth were slightly raised, it was a carefree and sarcasm that he rarely showed, even the tone of his voice was full of coldness,

"Mr. Mu, you only told me the truth of this matter at this time. You have already confirmed that I will not do anything to you, right? You appeared in front of me like a savior, donating bone marrow to my fourth brother, and My half Ennan International is so kind to me, I used to think that all this is because you are PoorHunter, you want to repay my kindness back then, it turns out that you have been arguing for a long time, and you are atoning for your sins."

The blood on Mu Nancheng's face faded away, turning it into ashes.

His clumsy, despicable, and self-deprecating script was finally seen through by this child, and he stripped it to the fullest without leaving any room.

Xiao Ran quickly stabbed Mu Nancheng's heart again and again,

"Are you guilty? This incident has been going on for 11 years. Does it make you have nightmares every day and can't sleep at night? I helped you, but you indirectly hurt me. I almost died at that time, even if I didn't die But for many years afterwards, I was very afraid of the dark and someone walking behind me. Do you know why I was locked up later? Because I was in school, and when I was studying at night, there was a sudden power outage. At that time, I It happened to be in the toilet, and there were other classmates next to me, I almost pushed them into the urinal! I was locked up because I might hurt someone..."

Mu Nancheng's body shook slightly, as if his bones had been ripped out of his body, he clenched his fists tightly, and his body trembled visibly to the naked eye.

"When I grow up, there are very few people who really hate. My grandfather and grandfather have taught me that hatred is the most meaningless emotion. It is the last word to have revenge and revenge, so Mu Nancheng,"

Xiao Ran took a deep breath, suddenly pulled out the hammer from behind the pillow, and beat Mu Nancheng's head hard with all his strength,

"You bastard, die!"

Mu Nancheng's shock at that moment was indescribable. He suddenly raised his head, and Xiao Ran had rushed over like a small cannonball with a broken chamber. Bang bang bang bang" hit Mu Nancheng on the head.

Mu Nancheng was beaten into a panic. He squatted on the ground and hugged his head. There was nothing to hide, nothing to hide. The sledgehammer was stuffed with solid cotton. Although it didn't hurt very much, Xiao Ran kept hitting it. , Mu Nancheng was knocked dizzy.

After knocking once, Xiao Ran loudly accused Mu Nancheng of a crime.

"Bad guy! Let you come up with a bad idea! Let you get me kidnapped!"

"Let you cheat me of money and kill me, you big liar! Big villain!"

"Let you bully me, again and again!"

"Let you ask me to wash the dishes every day! Let you sleep and snatch my quilt! Let you spank my ass!"

Hearing this, Mu Nancheng felt something was wrong, he raised his head to argue, but Xiao Ran hit his eyes with a hammer, which immediately made his tears and nose flow, so he could only carry it back silently and continue being hit.

This unilateral beating continued until the assailant was so tired that he couldn't even lift his arms. Leaning on a big hammer, Xiao Ran panted and asked:

"Do you still dare to play tricks in the future?"

"No." Mu Nancheng replied obediently.

"Are you still in a bad mood?"

"Do not."

"Still bullying me?"

"Do not."

"Would you like me to do the dishes?"

"This one……"

Mu Nancheng wanted to tell you that it was for your own good to let you wash the dishes. Children can no longer distinguish between grains and grains. Doing more housework is beneficial to physical and mental health and family harmony. As soon as he started, he swung a big hammer After scratching the back of his head, Mu Nancheng had no choice but to hug his head again,

"...not anymore."

Xiao Ran hit it again and again, each time "bang bang bang bang" full of dynamic rhythm, until Mu Nancheng felt that his head might have grown to the size of three, Xiao Ran stopped, and he put the hammer towards Putting it on his shoulders, Huang En said mightily:

"Then you can get flat!"

Mu Nancheng turned around slowly, and saw Xiao Ran standing there against the light, the young man was carrying a hammer made of cotton, his feet were bare, his face was rosy, his beautiful eyes were like two new The moon is full of fine and colorful light.

Mu Nancheng's heart was seized by a sharp pain.

"We're even, Mr. Mu."

Xiao Ran looked at him with a declarative tone, without any sense of superiority, nor did it imply alms or gifts, just like a child who was bullied by his peers and beat him back by himself.

Then they can still be good brothers.

Those hurts that have been caused are real, it is true to see through your clumsy scheming, and it is true to forgive you.

Mu Nancheng came over and hugged Xiao Ran tightly, using all his strength.

The knot in his chest that had been entangled with him for 11 years, that piece of solid ice that had been accumulating on his heart all year round, collapsed at this moment, the remaining ice melted into fine water, overflowed from his eye sockets, and flowed into Xiao Ran's neck, bringing Burning skin temperature.

From the beginning of his memory to the present, Mu Nancheng has shed tears a handful of times, especially after he became an adult, almost all tears were shed for Xiao Xiao.

He loves so much, yet feels guilty in every possible way, wants to get close, but has no choice but to escape.

"I want him" and "you are not worthy", these two thoughts, for countless days and nights, were like two sharp claws gripping his nerves, tearing him in two directions.

Years of seeking but not being able to do so are engraved in the bones, and obsession is deeply rooted in every inch of bone and blood.

Because of this debt in his heart, he has missed so many years.

No one knows how much love and guilt intertwined day by day can torture a person to the point of inability to live or die.

No one knows what it's like to watch the one they love fall into the arms of others, not daring to fight for it, not daring to disturb it, but only daring to watch from afar and let the blood flow in their hearts.

No one knows what it's like for a man to cry like a dog in the middle of the night when he is missed and unwilling to be late.

Up to now, this kid just beat him lightly, and then told him, "We're even."

Mu Nancheng's throat seemed to be full of rows of barbs, and his mouth was bloody:

"So...you seem to be at a loss..."

"I'm the creditor, so I have the final say on how to collect the debt," Xiao Ran said seriously, "For debts, killing Lao Lai is the worst solution. The best way is to keep him and let him pay it back slowly. , Mr. Mu, don’t you think so?”

"Well...Xiao Ran is really smart..." I will pay you back slowly, for the rest of your life.

Xiao Ran tilted his head, and looked at Mu Nancheng with dark eyes inquiring and thinking:

"In fact, Mr. Mu has done a lot of things very well. Could it be because of me that he changed his ways?"

Mu Nancheng stared at him deeply, and said "um" softly.

It's because of you, I just want to show you, everything is to go to you, the original intention is you, the end is you, just for you.

Xiao Ran raised his hand to touch Mu Nancheng's red eye sockets, and he said sincerely:

"Mr. Mu, I'm not the holy father. I won't forgive you for no reason. That matter actually has little to do with you. The one who posted on the deep web was not the kidnapper who was found by the mastermind, but a gangster who heard about it somewhere. Feng Sheng knew that I was worth a lot of money, so he stepped in, and the real kidnapper wanted my life, so to some extent, in the dark, your meddling actually saved my life."

Mu Nancheng shook his head:

"Those things that didn't happen are not enough to be an excuse for me to avoid punishment. Your kidnapping was indeed related to me. I saw you in the hospital back then..."

Seeing the injured Xiao Ran in the hospital back then, Mu Nancheng almost collapsed.

However, it was also this incident that let him know that no matter how much he lives on like a puddle of mud, he is useless in this world except for harming others.

Xiao Ran is still young, and the days to come are still long. Although the two old men Song He think highly of him, but Song Shiming's heart is not on He Qiao, what should we do if we let Song Shuheng inherit Yuanshan?And the He family also has a grandson who is a direct relative, no matter how favored Xiao Ran is, he is also from a foreign surname.

This child is burdened with huge wealth, and his temperament is so simple, how many people want to lie to him and harm him, Guan Sufeng can tolerate him?Even if he successfully inherits Yuan Shan, those old board members won't bully him?Will his aunt also suppress him for her son?What kind of bloody turmoil is set off in the wealthy family in order to compete for family production. Mu Nancheng has seen it since he was a child!

Thinking about it this way, Mu Nancheng couldn't even breathe.

I can't let him go my way in the future.

Being constantly guarded against, monitored, humiliated, suppressed, and finally destroyed.

I have to protect him, I can't let anyone bully this kid anymore.

But... what can I do?

Mu Nancheng was at a loss for a while.

In the past few years, he lived in an extremely decadent and absurd way. He didn't finish his books, he didn't learn any skills, and he was addicted to drugs. Even the people Mu Jinhuai sent to monitor him relaxed. Those people didn't bother to stare at him when he was shopping online.

Mu Nancheng pushed Xiao Ran onto the rocking chair and asked him to continue lying down. He went into the room and took a blanket and put it on his lap. He asked someone to bring in a fruit plate, and piled up some of Xiao Ran's favorite snacks. On the small coffee table, he finally sat back on the ground next to the rocking chair, as if he had a long talk.

Xiao Ran watched him do all this intently, and couldn't help laughing.

If it wasn't for Mu Nancheng's words, he wouldn't have known that he had made so many mistakes with this person.

"What are you laughing at?"

Xiao Ran's smile deepened: "Mr. Mu, we are really destined."

No one has ever left such a long trace in his past like Mu Nancheng.

The bottom of Mu Nancheng's eyes was flooded with light: "Yes, we are destined."

Xiao Ran was able to forgive Mu Nancheng so easily. On the one hand, there was indeed something hidden about the kidnapping back then, but in all fairness, if Mu Nancheng had been so honest three months ago, would he be as innocent as he is now?

No, Xiao Ran replied to himself in his heart, if he had learned the truth from the very beginning, he might not bear hatred and revenge, but he would never talk about "forgiveness", he would just "forget it", time is long, the past is just in the past .

All his tolerance and peace now are not based on this matter itself, but on his own mind. No matter what Mu Nancheng does, he will subconsciously find a reason to justify him.

He is wrong about people.

Just like Xiao Ran knew that all this was a gorgeous drama carefully crafted by Mu Nancheng, and all the chapters of the script were slowly carried out under the arrangement of Mu Nancheng. The same scene would have different effects if arranged in different orders. Mu Nancheng's preparation It's not high-end or hidden, Xiao Ran is not stupid, he can understand it completely.

But so what?This person is his Mr. Mu, and none of the scheming he used on him was to hurt him.

Every road in life is not wasted. Many people around Xiao Ran have given him a lot of love, and also given him a lot of regrets and hurts, mother, grandfather, uncle, fourth brother... His life has been full of gains and thoroughness. He will not feel that the existence of those who love him is wrong because of the later sadness, he misses them, and he also wants to commemorate them so that he can live a better life.

He cherishes every inch of warmth he can still hold in his hands.

The warmth that Mu Nancheng brought to him was far greater than the harm that had been buried in the years.

"What are you thinking?" Mu Nancheng raised his hand and gently stroked Xiao Ran's forehead hair, Xiao Ran's thoughtful expression made him nervous again.

Xiao Ran overflowed with a bright smile, and stretched out his feet covered under the blanket to rub against Mu Nancheng's knee:

"Don't you want to tell me your story, tell me!"

"Most of the rumors you read are false. For example, Little Fauci was kidnapped and I rescued him. There is no such thing."

Mu Nancheng had one knee bent, his elbow resting on his knee, and his chin was resting on his cheek. His face was facing Xiao Ran's direction, but his eyes were looking at a point in the void, immersed in a long memory.

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