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Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

The thunder rumbled outside the window, and the sky and the earth were continuous. When it fell into people's ears, it became an angry roar.

The atmosphere in the room was eerie.

Gu Chu didn't know what the "Cen Wen" blurted out by the person in front of him meant, but there was no sound on the phone, and he seemed to acquiesce to his words, so he guessed that this "experiment" and the boss were old acquaintances, and his mind suddenly drifted past There are countless stories of "deceit and betrayal", "turning faces and strangers", "love and hatred", and the expressions on their faces are brilliant.

Bu Zhong, who was leaning against the window, still remained calm, no emotion could be seen in the deep eyes, only that one person was full of them.

And Ye Yao, who was in the center of everyone's eyes, just stood there quietly, with crow-feather-like eyelashes drooping, lonely and far away, as if he was waiting for an answer from the other end of the phone, and seemed to be thinking about nothing, Just absent minded.

How long has he known Cen Wen...

It probably dates back to the era when he was still wearing crotch pants and was still pretended to be pampered by Ye Huaquan, and Cen Wen, whose mother hadn't found a male stepmother, pushed each other into the fountain at Ye Yao's birthday party, and then looked at each other Cry loudly, fight and become friends.

Later, the world was turned upside down, and the two people who were abandoned by their families kept each other warm, and became the only people in each other's lives who could trust each other.

"Don't worry, when my mother regains her senses, I will kill you and go back to Cen's house. Then I will back you up. If your father and your two idiot brothers bully you again, I will tear down his broken wall!"

Ye Yao's immature and chubby hands were held together with Cen Wen's, and he was moved to tears: "Okay!"

Ye Yao in the previous life didn't wait for it. In this life, Ye Yao thought that he could change his fate. With a lover and friends, he could get rid of the Ye family and live a peaceful life in the future.

And then, the friend whom he agreed to, suddenly became the murderer who single-handedly directed his tragedy.

"How could it be you..." Ye Yao muttered.

After a while, the other end of the phone sighed softly: "It would be great if you didn't guess..."

The original voice was not covered by the voice changer. Ye Yao just talked to him on the phone before entering this ghostly place, and the familiar tone even had a bit of Cen Wen's natural laughter... the one who always treats him heartlessly, The best friend who is idle but always takes care of him.

The rain fell in torrents.

The grayness brought by the rain curtain shrouded the entire mountain. It was like a trapped island. There was no watch, no signal, only the mobile phone that had been eliminated by the times was still tightly held by Ye Yao. It's like holding some life-saving straw.

I don't know when there are footsteps approaching outside the door, and the leather shoes and tiles make a crisp rattling sound.

Ye Yao looked up.

Gu Chu retreated to the gate and turned the handle.

A corner of the white suit pants was slowly revealed.

Familiar face, but not a familiar look, that enthusiastic Cen Wen who would tell him "dead ghosts hate it" seems to have never existed before. The man in front of him is wearing a suit without wrinkles, and the smooth and cold silk falls to his fingertips reflecting the light , so his whole body seemed to have no temperature.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at the room, quickly passed the steps, ignored Gu Chu, and finally landed on Ye Yao, raised the corners of his lips as if nothing had happened, and said softly: "Ye Yao."

The "driver" who had tied them up behind him closed the door silently.

The rain outside the window seemed to pour in pouring in instantly, making Ye Yao feel cold all over.

He lowered his eyes: "...It's really you."

"Before you appeared, I still—" He paused, and let out a soft breath, "I still hope this is a misunderstanding."

Cen Wen hummed, sounding a little sorry, but the faint smile on his face seemed to be hung up, and the arc was maintained like a mask: "I let you down."

He took two steps forward and sat down gracefully on the sofa with his legs crossed: "I'm also quite surprised. I didn't want to meet you in this way. Anyway, I have been friends for so many years." He tilted his head, " I want you to continue to have 'Cen Wen' who can accompany you, at least, this kind of meeting scene should give you a better reception in my expectation."

Good reception?

Is it to tie him here and use those drugs that can make normal people go crazy to death on him, so as to force him to find out what he needs?

Why... so strange?

In just a few words, Cen Wen's appearance suddenly became blurred in Ye Yao's eyes.

A sense of the absurdity of world chaos swept over him, and he was a little at a loss. It has been so long since he had guessed, he went from subconsciously escaping from the beginning to unbelievable to angry to slowly accepting, but when he really faced this person, He found that he still couldn't deal with it calmly, and even wanted to rush up and roar, grabbed him by the collar and questioned him why he did this, beat him up hard, and turned him back to the familiar Cen Wen .

However, he just stood, and all the hysterical sense of absurdity was locked in his body under the lake's surface, biting his teeth so painfully.

Cen Wen was still talking: "But I still want to ask, how did you guess it was me?"

He propped his chin up, with a slightly puzzled expression: "Did I do something wrong that made you suspicious? This feels really uncomfortable... I always thought it was a good hide? After all, a bunch of gangsters waiting to die at home don't know me. What exactly are you doing..."

He babbled, as if chatting with a friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

Ye Yao felt pain in his forehead and interrupted him: "What you did has nothing to do with your family?"

When Cen Wen heard this, his expression looked aggrieved: "Of course, those of the Cen family only knew how to lie down and wait for death to eat. Although I can use such a large property easily, how could they know that I was in the house?" what to do?"

Therefore, all actions come from his own will and desire.

Ye Yao's Adam's apple rolled: "But you said—"

"I said my mother found out that my stepfather-to-be had dirty hands and feet, so she abandoned him and cried bitterly to make it up to me?" Cen Wen laughed, "Do you believe such a stupid story? It's a fact that people were driven away. It is also true that the old woman brought me back, but the causal relationship is just the opposite. If they didn't see enough benefits from me, how could the Cen family bring me back?...It's a pity, I like to stay in my own An old woman who plays with men in her lair with three acres of land and thinks that she controls everything will never think of who owns the overseas business that she thought everything would be safe and accounts for half of the output value of Cen's family, and what she is researching in private—— What she thought was 'half' the industry."

Cen Wen's eyes were full of smiles, and he didn't hesitate at all to describe the person who gave him his life as an "old woman" who was like an unrelated stranger.

"Cen Wen." Ye Yao took a breath, "When did you...become like this."

He stared blankly at this frank and strange person who seemed particularly frightening and strange.

"In the beginning, I didn't want to doubt it was you at all, but after Ye Shuming appeared in Tianheng, I began to feel something was wrong." Ye Yao's voice was very soft, and the difficulty in his tone didn't know whether he was mocking him or himself, "Then People who know me... The Ye family doesn't know my relationship with Bu Zhong or Bu Zhong's identity, who is the one who asked Ye Shuming to go to the research base to steal information? Who is the one who can give him a chance to get in?"

"I can't keep deceiving myself. The industry you took over abroad is related to pharmaceuticals? When did it start? You are..." He paused: "When did you focus on me?"

The lightning clicked down, and the roar exploded outside the window, almost covering the end of Ye Yao's voice.

But everyone present clearly heard what he said.

After a long while, Cen Wen murmured, "So it's like this..."

"I thought the Ye family should have known about your relationship with Bu Zhong... When I returned to China, I really didn't expect this kind of accident to happen, and intervened in your revenge against the Ye family, so that you didn't ask Bu Zhong for help. I should have known It should be later..."

He frowns and mutters to himself angrily, looking a little nervous, but soon, he seems to think of something, and he becomes happy again, turning his head to Ye Yao, his eyes are shining: "You know what? Before you Being bullied like that by those idiots of the Ye family, I almost gave up on you - how can such a weak and useless person deserve to be my friend? Look at it now, your acting, hiding in the dark and eating people are no better than mine Difference."

"I'm so happy," he said from the bottom of his heart.

Ye Yao closed his eyes and suppressed the nausea in his chest.

"For the sake of being so happy, let's have a good chat. You should really want to know what I have been doing during this time?" Cen Wen poured a cup of tea from the teapot on the table, took a sip, and expressed great interest. Then he turned his head and greeted Bu Zhong who had never said a word, "Come here too."

Ye Yao's eyebrows twitched, and before the "driver" was about to move his feet, he walked a few steps to Bu Zhong's side, put his hands on the wheelchair, and said coldly: "That's it, we can hear it."

"It's really sad to guard against me so much," Cen Wen sighed, his expression was not necessarily sad, and he said with a smile, "I really envy you, you have such a good relationship. Ye Yao, you have to thank me for bringing you here together, otherwise you would lonely."

Before Ye Yao could speak, Bu Zhong raised his eyelids, and suddenly said, "Say something quickly, I'm impatient."

Cen Wen swallowed the aria he was chanting, he choked, shook his head and muttered: "You're welcome..."

"Okay, okay, let me think about it, where do I start..."

"It's been a long story."

He frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly clapped his palms and said excitedly: "Yes, why not start with your grandfather's death."