Seeking HE in the BE world

"Don't worry so much," Cheng Feng persuaded, "Maybe he just went out to relax."

The corners of Ye Ting's lips were tightly pursed into a line: "No."

Of course Cheng Feng knew he wouldn't.

Su Chen's mind is not sick, and she went out to relax with a leg injury.

Ye Ting has not closed his eyes for a day and a night, and his deep eyes are a little dim.

Suddenly, he remembered the deep knife mark on the boy's wrist.

He was afraid and terrified but didn't dare to show it.

Where have you been?

Where will he go, and where will he go.

"Should we call the police?" Cheng Feng suggested.

The two of them searched everywhere they should look, but there was still no trace.

"It's too late to call the police," Ye Tingwei said. His suit was wrinkled, and he raised his hand and pressed it lightly on his temples. The red blood lingering on his eyeballs could not dissipate for a long time.

The sky was gloomy, and black clouds were pressing down on the treetops.

This is the prelude to the storm.

Ye Ting said with a strong hoarse tone, "The police won't file a case until 48 hours have passed."

As soon as the words fell, the raindrops fell down.

He looked sideways out of the window, and the sound was particularly frightening.

His Su Chen didn't know if there was a place to shelter from the rain.

He still had wounds on his legs, and with such a weak body, if he was drenched in the rain, the wounds would open again.

"Walk."

Once Ye Ting remembered that Su Chen might not even have a place to shelter from the rain, he couldn't stay in the room any longer.

The branches of the trees in the yard were shaking violently in the heavy rain, Cheng Feng glanced through the window: "Ye Ting, wait until the rain subsides before going, I can't see the road clearly at this moment."

"Can't wait anymore," Ye Ting rolled his Adam's apple a few times quickly, and said in a harsh voice, "He didn't bring an umbrella or thick clothes when he went out."

Cheng Feng still wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

The wipers on the front of the car turned quickly, but they couldn't stop the rain curtain.

There was a layer of mist on the road, Cheng Feng was worried about Ye Ting's driving, so he had to act as the driver himself.

The Xiangjiang Bridge where the two walked, originally thought that there should be few cars in this kind of weather.

The result was a traffic jam.

Cheng Feng angrily smashed the car horn a few times, amidst the sound of beeps, a man in a raincoat on a motorcycle knocked on their car door.

Cheng Feng lowered the car window and looked at the middle-aged man, "What's wrong, brother."

The man in the raincoat said, "Don't press the young man. There is a dead person in front of him. The police have blocked the road. Pressing is useless."

Ye Ting suddenly raised his head and looked at him coldly: "Who? Who died."

"Who knows," the man's voice was a little indistinct amidst the sound of rain, "I heard it was a young man, and I don't know if he jumped off by himself or was thrown down by someone. Anyway, the journey took a while. It won't work."

Cheng Feng came back to his senses.

He was the only one left in the car, he squeezed his heart, thinking what the hell was going on.

Then he took a deep breath, opened the car door, and dived into the rain.

Brother Raincoat looked at the two figures in the rain, dumbfounded.

These two are stupid.

The hair on Ye Ting's forehead was wet, he didn't care about his dripping clothes, he leaned on the fence and looked down.

Su Chen's name was still in his mind, and all his usual stability was lost in the rain.

Cheng Feng looked at Ye Ting with a very strange mood.

He was afraid that someone would fall, so he could only hold on to the hem of Ye Ting's clothes.

The little policewoman with an umbrella noticed the movement here, and he snapped: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Cheng Feng was out of breath from the rain, and said with difficulty: "Look for someone."

Seeing that the two looked anxious, the little policewoman said, "The one who jumped into the river is a college student from the university next door."

Ye Ting's suppressed emotions collapsed for a long time.

He lost his voice and half knelt on the ground, the hair on his forehead was still dripping water, covering his face with his hands, tears came out from between his fingers together with the rain.

He choked up and said, "Su Chen."

Cheng Feng suddenly felt distressed.

Although Ye Ting didn't talk much since childhood, he had a lot of things in his heart.

He took the umbrella handed over by the little policewoman to block the rain that fell on Ye Ting.

"What does the person you are looking for look like?" the little policewoman patted her chest and said, "Don't forget, it is difficult to find the police."

"I wait in this house every day, and I know that one day you will come back." The man did not regard himself as an outsider at all, and sat on the sofa with his legs crossed.

Lin Jinian didn't close the door, he asked hoarsely, "What are you doing here?"

"Hey, look at what you said," the man grinned, pointed at himself, then at Lin Jinian and said, "It's not a matter of course for me to find a son. Why, that's how you treat your father."

"Father?" Lin Jinian sneered, "Are you? Haven't I been sold by you a long time ago?"

This man is Su Chen's father, Su Qingguo.

"You can't find someone like Ye Ting with a lantern. You should thank me." Su Qingguo glanced at him up and down, "However, why did you come back? Is Ye Ting tired of playing with you?"

It was the first time Lin Jinian met such a disgusting man.

He didn't answer, wanting to see what he really wanted.

"That's right, a man like Ye Ting," Su Qingguo said, "How could he be sincere to someone like you? I knew that one day, look, this is just waiting for you."

Lin Jinian pursed his pouty lips.

Su Qingguo looked at his pale face and said, "Look, how did you make yourself look like this?"

The rain was getting heavier, and the old windows were blown and creaked.

"Go, come back with me."

"Why do you go back? Sell it to other people?"

"It's a consensual matter," Su Qingguo said, "how can you say it's for sale?"

Lin Jinian's feet were weak, but he still tried his best to support his body: "If you prefer, you can go by yourself. You are not welcome here, get out."

Su Qingguo finally changed his face, the ashes under his eyes became even more terrifying: "Dare to speak to your father like this, I think you are too courageous."

"If I don't teach you a lesson today, you don't even know whose species you are."

Lin Jinian blocked the punch, and raised his hand to show sharp eyebrows.

It was only then that Su Qingguo realized that the weak young man who was bullied had turned into something he didn't know.

He drank alcohol all the year round, and his body was crippled by drinking, so his skills must not be as good as that of young people.

Lin Jinian turned his arm behind his back, only to hear a "knock" and "snap", with a crisp bone sound.

Su Qingguo yelled: "Little bastard, you dare to hit your father."

Lin Jinian sneered: "You're an ass."

If it wasn't for him being uncomfortable today, Su Qingguo would have received more than that.

He grabbed Su Qingguo's arm in disgust, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and dialed the alarm number.

110.

He stared at the number for a while, then deleted the entered number, and dialed a new one.

Under Su Qingguo's terrified gaze, Lin Jinian's expression changed, and he said aggrievedly, "Ye Ting, why haven't you come yet. I was almost scared to death."

"There's so much thunder outside," he said in a hoarse voice because of a cold, and he acted like that. "There are still people who want to sell me."

Lin Jinian never expected that Ye Ting came in a police car.

He was upstairs listening to the police car of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

Why did this man call the police?

Lin Jinian originally wanted to hang him out for a few days, but who told him to fabricate a substitute for no reason.

But I didn't expect that I couldn't help it, and after tightening the rope behind Su Qingguo to make sure that he couldn't run, I rushed downstairs quickly.

"Ye Ting."

Ye Ting's clothes were not dry and still dripping water. He looked at the people rushing over, carefully keeping a distance.

"Don't hug," Ye Ting tried to hold back, "You're wet."

He looked around at Lin Jinian to make sure he was not injured, and then said, "Are you scared? Is it cold? Are you hungry?"

No question was asked why he disappeared, nor how he appeared here.

It was the only thing that worried him.

He is so delicate, I'm afraid he can't stand such a cold day.

Sick people are prone to hypocrisy.

Lin Jinian shook his head, his eyes were slightly hot, and he was a little blurry.

He nodded again.

"How did you make yourself look like this?" From the moment he glanced at him, he could tell that Su Chen's body was not right.

The originally rosy lips peeled off.

The originally radiant complexion now lost its luster and turned pale.

"All right, all right," Cheng Feng was completely relieved when he saw that the person was finally found, and if he couldn't find anyone again, Ye Ting would not be the only one who collapsed, he would also collapse.

He was so ups and downs today, and he was going to be fed a mouthful of dog food in the end. He waved his hand quickly and said, "You two go home to show your affection. There are so many people watching, and you are ashamed to be in front of the police. you."

He looked at the dilapidated residential building, "The person you mentioned is on it?"

Lin Jinian pulled Ye Ting's sleeve and nodded: "In the room."

"Tsk," Cheng Feng said, "Who, are you tired of work?"

Lin Jinian said expressionlessly, "Su Qingguo."

Cheng Feng: "Huh?"

He really didn't know who Su Qingguo was.

Lin Jinian sneered, "My father."

Cheng Feng: "..."

Ye Ting's complexion was not good, he looked into the room with deep eyes, and said coldly: "He hit you again?"

Lin Jinian didn't know what to say for a moment.

He looked at the policeman. Could it be that he beat his father?

"That's not true," he said, "it's just that you're tired of me."

Su Qingguo never expected to see Ye Ting again.

The man looked at him with a pair of black eyes without warmth, like looking at a dog.

He originally thought that Ye Ting was just playing around with Su Chen.

After all, Su Chen had a good looks.

It's just that I didn't expect that Ye Ting seemed to be sincere.

I still remember that when Su Chen was in high school, the boss of a business circle in their casino fell in love with his son.

What conditions were mentioned at that time?

Su Qingguo rolled his cloudy eyes, oh, remember, he said that as long as his son Su Chen stays with him for one night, his previous gambling debts will be cancelled.

At the beginning, if Ye Ting hadn't interfered, he would have almost killed him.

Where are these broken things now.

It's just that his ineffective son really has such a great charm?

"Hey, Mr. Ye," Su Qingguo turned over on the ground, and smiled, "Are you satisfied with my son? He is so hot, he probably suits you well in bed."

It was the first time for Cheng Feng to see this kind of rascal in the market, his mouth smelled worse than the toilet, he stole a glance at Ye Ting's gloomy face.

I think this person is trying to die.

"Then I was at a disadvantage back then." Su Qingguo didn't notice anything else, and was still chattering non-stop, "Or else, you can add a few more money."

The author has something to say: I love Gong and Shou.

While crying, while writing.

This story should not be very long, but it was quite simple when it was first conceived.