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

He ran forward with all his strength, but accidentally tripped over something on the ground, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Darkness, endless darkness!Cold wind, suffocating cold wind!Like being in a deep sea where the sun cannot shine, loneliness and despair almost kill the last will to survive.

There was a faint light not far away, and he seemed...as if he saw his sister's figure.

No, he can't just fall down like this, he has to rescue his sister!

How can I help?Go back and be fooled around at the mercy of others?

That was the most downcast appearance he had ever seen, even worse than the days eight years ago!

Cheng Yixuan looked at the man in front of him with disheveled hair and haggard face wearing a blue and white hospital gown with distress.

He hugged him tightly, calling his name distressedly but didn't know how to comfort him.

"Cousin, I'm sorry, I... I didn't protect my sister well."

Apart from Cheng Yixuan, he really didn't know who to turn to for help.Just being in his arms, the long-lost warmth was like a life-saving medicine, which moved him to tears.

"Tell me what happened?" He hugged his thin body tightly, afraid that he would disappear if he let go.

After He Chenlang told him everything truthfully, Cheng Yixuan was so excited that he almost crushed the quilt in his hand.

Seeing him get up suddenly, he hastily pulled him back.

He knew that according to his personality, he would go to Yang Rong immediately, but if he did that, not only would he not be able to save his sister, but it might also put her in danger.

"I won't be so impulsive, I'll order someone to investigate first." Cheng Yixuan explained when he saw the worry in his eyes.

"But what if we are found out?" He Chenlang was still very worried, as long as it was about his sister, even small things would affect his sensitive nerves.

"I also set up eyes and ears at Yu's house, otherwise how would you think I would know the secret about Yu Wenhao?"

About Yu Wenhao's secret... He Chenlang suddenly lowered his head, his eyes suddenly dimmed, "Cousin, you promised me not to mention this matter again."

"But you can obviously..."

"Cousin, stop talking!"

Silence, wordless silence, awkward silence, it took him a long time to speak again: "Cousin, I'm sorry and... thank you."

"I'll go and tell you first, don't do anything stupid."

"I...I know."

My cousin's room is very tidy, clean and spacious, things are well arranged, and there is a faint breath of him in the room.He suddenly noticed that a pebble on the table was placed in a very conspicuous position.

He picked it up and took a closer look, and it really came from his "handwriting".

Memories flooded in like a flood. He remembered that when he was a child, he carved a pair of eyes and a pig's nose on this cobblestone, and took it to his cousin with special treasures as a stone portrait specially given to him.

At that time, he didn't understand why he was not angry when he said he was a pig, but rather cheerful.

Maybe he's starting to understand now...

He Chenlang slowly closed his eyes, he knew that he owed him so much, so much that he might not be able to fully understand it in this lifetime.

As soon as he got home, he couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw him looking like he was about to cry. Cheng Yixuan caressed his side face and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No... nothing." He shook his head, then suddenly held his hand and asked eagerly, "Any news about my sister?"

He frowned, and a look of hesitation flashed across his handsome and resolute face, "Xin'er is indeed still in Yang Rong's hands. Safe. Yang Rong may also be afraid that you will go back for revenge, so she didn't do anything."

"Revenge?" He Chenlang suddenly burst out laughing, tears streaming down his face, "Is she also afraid of revenge?"

"Xiao Lang, calm down!" He hugged him distressedly, afraid that he would do something stupid, "I will find a way to rescue Xin'er."

He Chenlang's expression was indifferent, his obsidian-like eyes were dim, and the expression on his handsome face was equally dull, "I already have a solution..." He said calmly, "It's just that there will never be another He Chenlang in this world." gone."

Although Cheng Yixuan repeatedly stopped him, he finally did it...

Looking at the strange face in the mirror, his tears kept overflowing from the corners of his eyes. He first choked up, then sobbed, and finally wept loudly, saying goodbye to the former self...that innocent self.

But why do you feel so sad?Everything from the past played back in my mind like a slide show...

But that person named He Chenlang is... already dead!

Cheng Yixuan found him a fake ID card and diploma.

In order to become more like a different person, he used another voice that he practiced for nearly two months, until he almost forgot what kind of voice he used to speak in.

He Chenlang's body swayed as all kinds of past events hit his brain.Although the obsidian-like pupils were already filled with tears, he suppressed them in the end.

"so what?"

The smile on the pale face under the moonlight became more and more bleak.

"Why do you do this? I trust you so much, I give you everything I have, why do you want to lie to me? Why?" He suddenly stepped forward and pushed him against the wall, his fist shaking slightly But it didn't hit him in the end.

His roar, his roar, his scarlet eyes, he is like a ferocious beast trapped in a cage, roaring and furious but... helpless.

And only in front of him, he would show such angry yet so fragile eyes.

His words and his expression were like turbulent waves, beating against his helpless heart.

"Because I don't love you anymore." Saying this sentence seemed to take as long as a century, and it almost exhausted his whole body strength to say this sentence. He lowered his head, and his long and thick bangs covered eyes.

"What did you say! Look into my eyes and say it again!" His voice was like the low growl of a wolf that had been injured all the time, and his eyes were clearly about to collapse with anger, but he was still suppressing the constant outburst of anger.

"At this point, not letting go is paranoia rather than persistence!" He turned his head and didn't dare to look him in the eye, but every word he said still pierced the hurt in his heart.

"Paranoid?" He yanked off his pajamas, exposing not only his fair and delicate skin, but also a platinum ring that he hung around his neck with a red string...

"What about this? Since you don't love it anymore, why do you still wear it?" He took off the ring hanging around his neck, and then, in front of him, threw it into the trash can with his own hands, " You don't deserve him."

In an instant, all the anger on his body turned into cold air, and he looked at him indifferently, his handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

If it wasn't for the wall behind him, He Chenlang would really collapse to the ground.

"He Chenlang, since you have already chosen to leave, why did you come back again!" He turned his back to him, and his tall figure was somewhat solemn in the moonlight.

"For my sister..." His words were more like a heavy sigh.

"Your sister?"

His back was facing him, so he didn't see the hurt expression on his face, let alone the teary eyes.

He only heard him chuckle similar to sarcasm, "Sister, it's your sister again! Is your sister the only one in your heart? So you can deceive, in this cruel way... you know Know how important you are in my heart! But how much am I in your heart?"

"She is my dearest person..."

"But why didn't you tell me? It was like this eight years ago! It was like this half a year ago! Now, is it still the same? Why don't you just believe me?" He was in pain, closing his eyes and slowly opening them again.

"So what if I tell you? My sister will be in danger..."

"At least I can save her!"

"But your mother can do anything! She killed my mother eight years ago, and now she has taken my sister away. She even wants to kill me! These... how do you make me believe it?"

When the unbearable past is turned page by page, those memories of embarrassment, embarrassment, heartache or despair are more painful than bloody pictures!

The cold moonlight flowed quietly, and the evening wind blew over the window sill, and the surroundings seemed to be so quiet that only the breathing of the two of them remained.

His soft hair danced gently in the wind, and his tearful eyes were full of sadness and desolation.

"But she is my mother after all."

"So it's impossible for us in this life, isn't it?" He smiled wryly, and took a deep breath slowly, "But I still have to rescue my sister, even if I'm bruised and bruised."

"Your sister...is in my hands now, but I won't let you see her."

Tears finally couldn't be restrained, and they frantically gushed out of his eyes. He shouted hysterically, "Why are you doing this?"

"Do you still remember what I said to you, even if I tie you by my side, I won't let you go!"

He Chenlang held back his tears, sniffed his nose, and smiled sarcastically, "Like a mother, like a son, what else would you do other than kidnapping and threatening such indecent means!"

His roar was like a heavy blow, making his head "buzz".

With a bang, he punched him in the face with such force that he knocked him down.

"roll!"

The cheekbone seemed to be cracked, but the tearing pain was not as good as the pain in his heart.

But no matter how painful, no matter how embarrassed, he finally stood up with difficulty and walked quickly to the door.

It's just that when he opened the door, he saw the little man in bear pajamas standing in the living room, full of tears like himself.

"Daddy...don't go!" Chu Mo ran over and hugged his leg, crying loudly.

"Chu Mo!" He ordered in a cold tone, "Let him go, he is not worthy to be your father!"