Cute from the sky, the black-bellied young man chases after his husband

After hearing Chu Mo's painful groan, he remembered that Chu Mo had a heart attack before!When he opened the door in panic and saw Chu Mo lying on the ground, the feeling of remorse made him even more uncomfortable!

He Chenlang dropped his luggage, picked up Chu Mo, and rushed to the elevator entrance recklessly.

Looking at Chu Mo's lips that lost their blood, and looking at the display screen that slowly changed the numbers, he panicked and felt uneasy, and he was even more afraid. During these days of getting along, Chu Mo unknowingly blended into his world, become an important part of his life.When he called himself dad for the first time, he really felt like a father, and this kind of feeling was something he didn't dare to dream of!

Fortunately, even though Chu Mo was sent to the hospital, after the doctor's rescue, his life was out of danger.

He Chenlang sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his tightly closed eyes, his heart seemed to be throbbing with every breath he took.He held his little hand tightly, praying to God over and over in his heart that he was okay.

On the other side, when Yu Wenhao struggled to open his eyes, he only felt pain in the back of his head.He tried his best to recall everything that happened last night, but he only vaguely remembered being hit hard on the back of the head, and after that...he didn't know anything.

"Chen... Where's Chen'er?" Yu Wenhao thought that the person on his body yesterday was He Chenlang, but after he searched the room but couldn't find him, he started to panic.

When he called him, he got an indifferent response: "Ward 103, Central Hospital."

Feeling uneasy, he hurried to the hospital.

But when he saw him, he looked away from him in disgust.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Yu Wenhao stepped forward and grabbed his arm.

"Where are you going?" Junyi frowned slightly, and he was still holding tightly to him who was trying to shake off his hand.

"Hehe." The bitter smile on his face was tinged with sarcasm, "Yu Wenhao, don't you think it was funny when you said this? Did you tell me where you went last night?"

His head seemed to have been hit hard again, and there was only a "hum" echoing in his head.

"It wasn't you last night..." His defense seemed pale in front of him.

"Look for yourself!" He opened the video Fang Chun sent to him last night, and handed him his mobile phone.

He never expected that it would be Fang Chun who kissed him passionately last night!And in the video, he seems to be actively kissing him!

"Chen'er, it's not what you think, listen to my explanation." He wanted to grab his hand again, but he coldly shook it off.

"Get your dirty hands off!"

His words easily tore his heart apart.

"Yesterday it was Xin'er who said you were at the hotel, right Xiner?" He still didn't want to give up so unwillingly, so he turned his eyes to his sister.

The younger sister hid behind He Chenlang, looking a little scared, "I don't know what you are talking about, Brother Yu."

"But……"

He wanted to explain something, but was interrupted coldly.

"Enough!" He smiled wryly, turned his face to the side, "Yu Wenhao, is this really interesting? How long are you going to pretend?"

"But I called you yesterday, why didn't you answer, and sent me a text message instead?" Yu Wenhao wanted to grasp the last glimmer of hope.

He sneered and glanced at him indifferently, "Yu Wenhao, are you joking?"

When he turned on the phone, he found that there were no records of the text messages and calls from last night!

He only realized now that he was tricked by Xin'er and Fang Chun last night!The timing was just right, and the outfit that made him let his guard down...what a well-thought-out arrangement.He knew that no matter what he said now, he would not believe it, and he suddenly remembered that time when he misunderstood him... He finally understood his feelings at that time.Regret and guilt tormented him, but he couldn't say a word!

"Yu Wenhao, we have finally reached this point." He Chenlang turned around, leaving him with only a cold back, "Should I thank Fang Chun? He let me see you clearly?"

"He Chenlang! To put it bluntly, you have never believed me!" He shouted towards his back, with a helpless expression on his handsome face, "It was the same eight years ago, and it is the same now! If you will believe me , will tell me the truth of the matter, maybe we will not be separated!"

"So you don't understand me at all..." How should he say something?If he really said it, maybe he is not He Chenlang, "I think this is the real reason why we parted and reunited."

"Chen'er... Didn't you already promise that I would not leave?" He still didn't want to give up so easily.

"So that's why you went to find Fang Chun?" A bitter smile flashed across Junmei's face.

"Chen'er, that's not what I meant..." He anxiously wanted to explain, but was interrupted abruptly again.

"Don't call me Chen'er anymore!" He suddenly said impatiently, "We are no longer young, and it is impossible to go back to eight years ago."

"Yu Wenhao, the facts are right in front of us, how do you want me to believe you?" He left these words when he left, "That's it, Yu Wenhao, we'd better not see each other these few days, see you later Please also keep a certain distance from me."

With a bit of indifference and helplessness, he finally turned around and left.

But what He Chenlang didn't know was that when the two were kissing passionately on the bed last night, the door of the room was roughly kicked open by a man with an eagle beak and nose.

"What are you doing?" The lust that had just been generated in his body disappeared in an instant, Fang Chun raised his head and looked at the man in front of him in panic.

"What are you doing?" The man went to the bed and stretched out his big hand, easily choking his neck, "I didn't expect you to be so coquettish, is it because I didn't satisfy you? Come back with me now, and see if I don't kill you!" The man Said furiously, his face was full of anger when he competed with handsome European and American guys.

"Ou Rui, I've already told you that we broke up! Can you stop pestering me!" Fang Chun yelled at him in horror, but it made the man even more angry!

"Break up? It's not that easy!" Ou Rui smelt the strange smell in the air and pinched him harder, "You still drugged him to bed? Fang Chun, you are really coquettish!"

"What do you want to do?" Fang Chun screamed and struggled, but he was no match for Ou Rui.

"You're all naked, what do you think I'm going to do?" The man roughly pushed him naked on the bed, "Tonight I'm going to fuck you in front of the man you like!"

Yu Wenhao, who was overwhelmed by desire and rationality, was completely unaware of the current situation. As soon as he got up, he was hit on the back of the head by Ou Rui with a hand knife, and then passed out.

"You're crazy!" Looking at the fainted Yu Wenhao, he screamed, still struggling, "Let me go!"

"If you dare to say another word, believe it or not, I will kill this man!" He threatened viciously.

He did get quiet eventually, but his silence annoyed him even more.

Why can he care so much about a man he just met?But he has been chasing him for four full years, but he still maintains an indifferent attitude towards himself!

The anger had already gone to his head, and Ouri felt that this punishment was not enough!

He wrapped him with the windbreaker on the bed, and easily picked him up horizontally.

"Where are you taking me? What exactly do you want to do?" Because the air conditioner hadn't been turned on, the temperature in the car was so low that he shivered, he wrapped himself tightly in a windbreaker, and stared at him with fear and anger.

Anger was eating away at his sanity, Ou Rui stepped on the gas pedal, and the car galloped in the night like an arrow off the string.

He was taken back to the familiar room, and finally he tied his hands and feet.

Fear and oxygen permeated the whole body, the place Fang Chun least wanted to come to in this life was here.

"Baby, do you know that you are really beautiful and attractive now?" He raised his chin, with an angry smile on his thick eyebrows and big eyes, "Since even my big baby can't satisfy you , then let my other two babies satisfy you."

Fang Chun's eyes widened in horror, because he knew that the other two treasures he mentioned were the two big wolfhounds he raised.

He moved towards him little by little, begging bitterly, "Don't... Please don't do this, I know it's wrong."

"Know it's wrong?" The man stretched out his hand again to lift his chin, but there was a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's a pity...it's too late!"

The two wolfhounds were finally taken into the bedroom, and Fang Chun suddenly felt like dying.

But his pleading did not bring any mercy from the man.The man opened a small case and took out a syringe.After unhurriedly taking half of the medicine in the needle, the man walked up to him, "Honey, you will be in pain without this. I don't want your screams to upset me."

As the medicine slowly flowed to where in the body with the blood, Fang Chun felt that all the strength in his body was being sucked away bit by bit.In the end, he was so weak that he felt that he was about to turn into a puddle of water...

It was dusk when Fang Chun woke up again, and the man who was so cruel to him today had disappeared.Only the lower body where the pain has not been eliminated proves that the man has been here.

"So that's what despair feels like..." Fang Chun stood on a chair, holding a rope in his hand, "I wonder if this chandelier can bear my own weight?" A wry smile flashed across his face .

Finally, he kicked the chair away, and the suffocating feeling that he couldn't breathe filled his whole body.It was really uncomfortable before he died, but in a trance, he seemed to see that familiar man, his eyebrows and eyes were still the same as many years ago, and the smile that moved his heart...

In fact, he once had a beautiful love...

It's just a heart that has been paid by mistake, and the result is such a bleak ending after all...

It's just that after he died, would he feel sorry for himself?