black mandala

Qingwen's neck, while the other hand was tearing at his shirt, the platinum button was pulled off and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

He Qingwen's throat was pinched, and he couldn't make a sound, and his hands were pressed tightly by the other two, and it was difficult to move a finger.

He watched helplessly as the scarred man ran his rough palm back and forth on his body, kneading and stroking vigorously, playing with the bulge on his chest.

Feel sick and want to throw up!

"Let—let go—"

The man's body pressed against his lower body, and his legs had nowhere to use his strength. He could only wriggle desperately, but every time he struggled, he got a cold collision with the wall behind him.

"Hey, baby, don't move, I will make you comfortable, ha ha! Look at how hard you danced on the dance floor just now, which made me almost spit on the spot."

The scarred man smiled sinisterly, and while licking his pimples with his wet tongue, he tore off He Qingwen's belt vigorously.

He Qingwen struggled even harder. He straightened his waist hard, trying to use his inertia to make his arms stronger, but it was useless. Excessive struggle would only exhaust his physical strength.

He was panting heavily, his throat was tightly pinched, and the severe hypoxia almost made him pass out.

"Boss, I think it's better to use some of that for him, so you can save some effort."

The other man with triangular eyes smiled lewdly, and winked at the man with the scar.

"You said, that?" The man with the scar twitched his mouth and laughed coldly, "That's right, give him some of that, let him serve Lao Tzu well!"

As soon as he snapped his fingers, the man guarding the bathroom door took out a small medicine box from his pocket and threw it over.

"Baby, do you know what this is?" He Qingwen opened his eyes wide, watching him pour out two black pills from the medicine box with one hand.

He Qingwen struggled again, and the sweat from his forehead flowed down his cheeks.

"This is a treasure! It has a nice name, it's called Blackdatura, a black mandala, it can make people create illusions, of course - it can even make you fly to the clouds! Hahaha!"

The black pill was pinched by the scarred man with two fingers and handed to his mouth.

He Qingwen turned his head abruptly, "No—"

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?He Qingwen turned his head away, pursed his lips tightly, and tried not to let the two pills be stuffed into his mouth.

And the man with the scar seemed to be enjoying the pleasure of torturing him slowly, increasing the strength of his hand little by little.

He Qingwen's jaw was pinched so painfully that he felt the two black pills pressing against his gums, so he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth tightly.

He heard everyone laughing, that kind of grinning was shocking, and made him feel extremely disgusted.

what to do?Does he really want to be here, to be crushed, played with, and insulted by these people?

Then he would rather die than suffer such humiliation.

The man guarding the gate also started to move a little bit, and had already impatiently thought of joining it.

He lowered his head to confirm the door lock, then walked towards the others.

However, after walking two or three steps, I heard the bathroom door slamming.

Everyone was startled and looked at each other. The man with the scar also stopped the movement of his hand. The pill in his hand accidentally rolled to the ground. He cursed in a low voice, and then winked at the gatekeeper. So the man guarding the door walked back again.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched the doorknob, it was bounced back by a huge impact, and the door panel directly hit his face, and his whole body was knocked to the back of the door. It gushed out of his nose, and he wiped it, making his face covered in blood.

Everyone looked out the door.

Outside the door, there stood an angry man gasping for breath. His contemptuous aura was like a messenger from hell.

His gaze swept the bathroom coldly, and when he saw He Qingwen who was already half/naked against the wall, he was shocked and angry at the same time, and finally his gaze stayed on the man with the scar.

"Let go—your dirty hands."

The man with the scar was taken aback, "Hehe, are you asking for a hero to save the beauty? What's the matter? You haven't had anything to eat after guarding all night, and now you're here to snatch someone from me? If you're sensible, get out first, and maybe you'll be able to do it later." Eat some leftovers, get out!"

The man with the scar drove him away viciously, but the man remained unmoved and continued to walk in step by step.

"Xiao——" He Qingwen looked at Xiao Muyuan in astonishment, watching him walk towards them without fear.

Like a savior!

"Damn, can't you hear? Our boss told you to get out, get out, don't spoil our good deed." The red-haired man let go of He Qingwen's hand, and then took out a hand from his trouser pocket. A fistful.

With one hand freed, He Qingwen immediately struggled, clenched his fist and punched the scarred man in the face.

It's a pity that the man with the scar just turned his head sideways, avoided He Qingwen's attack, and punched him in the stomach with his backhand, which almost made him spit out acid water.

This angered Xiao Muyuan, he raised his foot and rushed forward.

Seeing him rushing up, the red-haired man stabbed at him with a sharp knife. Xiao Muyuan dodged sideways to the outside of the man, grabbed his wrist with one hand, and wrapped the other around the back of the man's neck At the same time, he pushed his head down hard with his hands, and at the same time, his knee suddenly pushed up, which made him dizzy and nosebleed.

The guy who was knocked down to the ground with blood all over his face got up from the ground and rushed towards Xiao Muyuan, but before he could reach him, Xiao Muyuan turned around and kicked him in the air, kicking him into the air. He went out and crashed into the pile of debris, and the pots and jars fell to the ground, making clanking noises.

"Damn it, you're getting impatient, aren't you?"

The man with the scar saw that none of his two subordinates were Xiao Muyuan's opponents, and he didn't care about He Qingwen anymore. They let go of him, took out a knife, and ran towards Xiao Muyuan.

Xiao Muyuan dodged left and right to avoid the first few stabs from the two, then he casually took the glass vase on the sink, threw it at the two, and happened to hit the man with triangular eyes on the head, causing his forehead to split open. flower.

The man with the scar was left alone, he stared at Xiao Muyuan in surprise, he didn't expect him to be so powerful, he yelled, and then began to stab wildly.

The tip of the knife cut through Xiao Muyuan's coat several times and brushed against his shirt dangerously. In this situation, Xiao Muyuan could only dodge blindly.

Taking advantage of the gap, he grabbed He Qingwen and pushed him to the door, "Go!"

He Qingwen was stunned by the push, then turned his head and looked at him.

The bathroom was in a mess, with sundries all over the floor, Xiao Muyuan accidentally stepped on a box, staggered, and before he had time to stand still, the man with the scar behind him chased him up and raised his hand at him. Picked up the knife.

"Be careful--"

Seeing that the knife was about to fall, He Qingwen screamed.

As soon as Xiao Muyuan turned around, he narrowly grabbed the scar man's wrist, and the two of them fell to the ground.

The man with the scar pressed the knife down hard, stabbing him in the eye.

"See where you're going this time!" The man with the scar took the upper hand, gritting his teeth viciously.

The tip of the knife was getting closer and closer to his eyes, only two or three inches away. At this time, the other three people who had fallen on the ground had already recovered, and got up while cursing in a daze.

Xiao Muyuan gritted his teeth, his forehead began to sweat, and seeing the reversal of the situation, he shouted, "He Qingwen——go!"

"No, I'm going—I'm going to go together."

He Qingwen clutched his throbbing chest, rushed into the bathroom again, kicked the scarred man's head, the scarred man covered his head with his arm in a panic, Xiao Muyuan took advantage of this Sometimes he was knocked to the ground with a knee.

"Run—"

Xiao Muyuan straightened up, turned over and jumped up, pulling He Qingwen out of the bathroom.

"Damn, don't let them run away, chase me—"

The four staggered and chased after, while Xiao Muyuan led He Qingwen out of the back door of the nightclub, and quickly ran into the long back alley.

There were no street lights in the back alley, and the two of them could only run forward blindly.

The surrounding area is empty, and the footsteps and curses of the four people behind can be clearly heard.

"Son of a bitch, stop for me—"

He Qingwen's hand was tightly held by Xiao Muyuan, and he sprinted all the way, almost tripping over obstacles on the ground several times, but every time Xiao Muyuan always slowed down and supported him to run again.

They gasped and ran until they saw the light of a street lamp and the road appeared before them.

At this time, Xiao Muyuan's eyes suddenly lit up, as if seeing a savior, and then he pulled He Qingwen and ran towards the side of the road.

The four people following behind chased out of the alley, and just about to continue chasing, they stopped suddenly, obviously they also saw the police car on the side of the road.

"Boss, no, there are police."

At the moment, they were all in a state of embarrassment, covered in blood, and they were wearing banned drugs, and they didn't dare to make too much publicity, so they could only watch helplessly as the two of them ran farther and farther away, unable to chase them any further.

"Bah—you're lucky." The man with the scar stomped his foot, spat viciously on the ground, then waved his hand, leading the three of them back to the back alley quietly.

He Qingwen turned his head and saw the figures of those four people returning to the alley again, and hurriedly dragged Xiao Muyuan to another direction.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Muyuan asked him unclearly.

He Qingwen shook his head, and dragged him to continue walking to the other side.

The two of them didn't stop until they hid in a corner not far from the police car. Because they were running too fast, their hearts were beating hard. The two of them leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, After that, the normal heartbeat gradually returned.

Xiao Muyuan stood in front of He Qingwen, and took another look at the intersection. After confirming that it was safe, he was slightly relieved.

"Why don't you let me call the police?"

He Qingwen pursed his lips and didn't speak, because his face was flushed because he ran so violently just now.

He raised his head and glanced at Xiao Muyuan.

Of course he can't call the police, and if he calls the police, it will definitely attract attention, and Will will find him and know everything that happened.

Then Dougron would know, and then—Dougron would force him to go back to America because of it, and—forever prevent him from coming back.

He Qingwen didn't say anything, Xiao Muyuan also vaguely guessed something from his expression, so he didn't ask further.

"What should we do next? Where are we going?" He Qingwen calmed down and asked Xiao Muyuan.

Xiao Muyuan lowered his head and looked at He Qingwen who was circled in front of him. He was frowning at the moment, obviously a little helpless.

It was the first time seeing He Qingwen's expression like this, he was a little dazed and no longer arrogant.

Makes you want to take good care of it!

Xiao Muyuan took off his coat, and put it on He Qingwen's shivering body as the sweat subsided.

He tightened the collar of his coat and said, "You are not suitable to go back in this state!"

He Qingwen lowered his head and saw that his shirt was wide open, and the buttons had been ripped off by the scarred man just now.

This state really cannot appear in front of Weier.

He looked up at Xiao Muyuan, asking for help with his eyes.

Such a look—really, almost killed Xiao Muyuan.

Xiao Muyuan's heart stopped beating, and he quickly looked away.

"Forget it, I'll take care of it myself! Tonight—that's enough trouble for you!"

Seeing Xiao Muyuan's reaction, He Qingwen sighed.

Xiao Muyuan turned his head abruptly, frowned, and stared at him.

"I did not mean that."

"I know, it's all because of my willfulness. If I had listened to you earlier, I wouldn't have—"

"He Qingwen—"

Xiao Muyuan put away his hands that were leaning against the wall, and suddenly gathered into fists, panting heavily, staring at the two tender petals, his eyes remained motionless.

And that look again——

He Qingwen looked at him in a daze, and felt his heartbeat instantly speed up following the changes in Xiao Muyuan's eyes.

Of course he knew what that look meant.

He had seen this kind of look on Dougron's face countless times——

Just, how is that possible?

Xiao Muyuan told him——

Every scene with Xiao Muyuan flashed through my mind, and only then did I realize——

As if something was sprouting—

What is it that is tugging at his heartstrings, making his heartbeat at this moment chaotic like a rhythmless drumbeat?

"Xiao Muyuan?"

He murmured softly, and called out Xiao Muyuan's name, the last word was almost silent, and he felt that his lips only moved for a moment.

The light in the corner flickered, and he saw——Xiao Muyuan's face, and he bent down.

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?He Qingwen's arms and even his whole body were shaking.

His eyes flickered, his heart was in a state of confusion, he didn't know what would be ushered in the next moment.

It's just that no matter what it is, he has long been unable to dodge.

Xiao Muyuan's breath was getting closer and closer to him, and he could already feel the vague warmth that emanated from the skin of the two when they got close.

After running, his mouth was extremely thirsty. He Qingwen's lips and tongue were like a ball of fire, which urgently needed rain and dew to extinguish it.

So he rolled his throat slightly, and opened his mouth slightly, just to moisten his dry lips with the tip of his tongue, but——

Someone - can't take it any longer!

Coming like a violent storm, the kiss came hot and suddenly, like a leopard ready to go, finally pounced on its long-awaited prey.

Xiao Muyuan tightened He Qingwen's waist with one hand, put his head against his head with the other, and tightly wrapped him in his arms.

Too eager to entangle with the lips and tongue of the man in his arms, to taste his taste, his kiss, almost rude.

It was as if he wanted to swallow He Qingwen, the whole person.

There was no teasing, only invasion, Xiao Muyuan drove straight in, and hooked the tip of He Qingwen's tongue that retreated in a panic with his tongue, twisting him so painfully that he couldn't help it, and let out a low groan.

"Ah-uh-ah!"

How can such a seductive voice make people hold it?

Thus, the fire in Xiao Muyuan's heart turned into a flood, a beast.

can't stop-

sanity, nothing—

"He Qingwen, He Qingwen—" Xiao Muyuan panted, and whispered He Qingwen's name.

His tongue rolled from his mouth to his lips, and he began to suck/suck hard, pecking with his teeth, entangled with a slight abuse, and then sucked lightly along the delicate and clean chin, to his ear, to his neck.

The restless hands began to slid along the loose shirt hem of He Qingwen's body, all the way into the inside of his jacket, caressing his silky back and slender waist, the touch of the skin impacted desire/desire , Like a prairie fire.

He Qingwen half-closed his eyes, his initial shock turned into daze.

How did it become like this?What is he doing?

Why did Xiao Muyuan allow such reckless demands?Why not push him away?

At this time, his brain had completely stopped functioning, and he could only see the expression on Xiao Muyuan's face clearly through the light on the side of the road.

He frowned tightly, and there was obsession in his dark eyes.

It was an overwhelming sinking.

sinking——

Will he sink like this?

suddenly--

The sudden ringing of the phone broke the original silence around him, He Qingwen was awakened, and pushed Xiao Muyuan away.

He fell heavily against the wall, gasping for breath, his heart beating wildly, and the phone rang one after another, constantly urging him, which made him feel like he was being caught/raped on the spot.

what happened to him?Would you do such a thing with Xiao Muyuan?

Xiao Muyuan was pushed away by He Qingwen, and he took a step back habitually. He suddenly realized that he was out of control just now, so he gritted his teeth and slammed his bare hands against the wall behind him.

"Damn! Damn—"

He Qingwen would definitely hate him to death, he hated him so much in the first place, it's over, it's over now——

The phone kept ringing, and the louder it was, the more upset he was and the more agitated he was. He kept pacing in the same place, really wanting to take out the damn phone and smash it to pieces, but now it is in the congratulations. On Qingwen's body, in the inner arms of that coat.

He Qingwen finally noticed where the phone was. He looked at Xiao Muyuan who was walking back and forth, thought for a while, and then silently took off his coat and handed it over.

Xiao Muyuan was stunned for a moment, and saw that He Qingwen's hands holding onto the collar were trembling non-stop. He didn't know whether it was because of fear or anger, because He Qingwen lowered his head, making it hard to see the expression on his face.

So he held back his anger, took the coat from He Qingwen's hand, and took out the phone from his pocket, but he didn't rush to answer it, but put the coat on He Qingwen's body again and squeezed it tightly.

His throat rolled and he swallowed.

"sorry--"

However, He Qingwen kept his head down, hiding the blush on his face.

Xiao Muyuan picked up the phone and saw the caller's name clearly. He really wanted to scold this person severely, but he still tried his best to hold it back, because Li Dongxu must have something to do when he called at this time.

"what's up?"

He still couldn't hide his anger, and that low growl scared Li Dongxu to forget what he wanted to report.

what happened?

Li Dongxu wiped his sweat on the other end of the phone.

"Xiao—Mr. Xiao, uh, by the way, the guy named Weier called."

"Vill?"

Xiao Muyuan was stunned, and looked back at He Qingwen.

When He Qingwen heard these two words, he also turned his head abruptly.

"What did he say?" Xiao Muyuan asked in a low voice.

"He said that he was dealing with some things, please Mr. Devon not to move, he will rush to your place immediately to pick him up."

"What did you say?"

Xiao Muyuan was taken aback, and quickly walked out of the alley, looking around eagerly, but he didn't find a long motorcade or any special person.

Does this guy have sky eyes?

And he knew that He Qingwen was with him, so he called him on purpose. What did he mean?

He Qingwen followed Xiao Muyuan out of the alley and stood in the light.

"what happened?"

Seeing Xiao Muyuan's reaction, he also became suspicious, what did this Weier do?

Xiao Muyuan turned his head, stared at He Qingwen, and then quickly pushed him back into the alley.

"Ville knows where you are, and he'll come to you shortly."

"How is it possible?" He Qingwen couldn't help but widen his eyes, looking at Xiao Muyuan in disbelief.

After a while, he suddenly lowered his head to look at his whole body, and then, frantically, he began to take off his belt, shoes, and watch——

"He Qingwen, stop, stop—calm down!"

Xiao Muyuan stepped forward and grabbed his wrist to stop his crazy behavior.

"Let go of me—Xiao Muyuan, let go of my hand, let go of me, I want to throw away all these things, throw away—"

He Qingwen yelled loudly and struggled hysterically.

"There may not be a tracker hidden in these things. You should calm down first." Xiao Muyuan supported his shoulders, trying to stabilize his emotions and not let him get too excited.

He looked at He Qingwen distressedly, seeing his helpless and painful expression, he really wanted to hold him in his arms again.

Why?Why is the person standing behind He Qingwen not him.

Why?They were originally hostile identities, but now they have become inexplicably embarrassing.

Xiao Muyuan's hand held He Qingwen's shoulder, light and tight, tight and loose, trying to give him a little comfort, but he also knew that he was not qualified at all.

He is the culprit who caused all this.

It was him who ruined He Qingwen and pushed him into the bottomless abyss with his own hands.

He is the chief culprit and will never be forgiven!

A long convoy came behind them, their headlights illuminating the entire road.

Weier came out from the white light and stopped in front of the two of them.

"Mr. Devon, please get in the car."

Weier was not surprised when he saw He Qingwen, who was disheveled. Obviously, he already knew something.

He Qingwen clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and walked out from behind Xiao Muyuan.

Contrary to the helplessness and anger of the previous moment, he straightened his waist even more now.

Because He Qingwen was proud, no one could see his embarrassment.

You don't deserve to--

"This time the speed is very fast, Weier." He Qingwen laughed coldly, aloof, speaking as if they were just playing a game of hide-and-seek.

Weier bowed respectfully, and replied, "I'm sorry, I was still a step late when I arrived at the nightclub, which surprised you!"

He Qingwen's fingers were clenched until his joints turned white, but he tried his best to put on an expression of indifference.

"It doesn't matter, Director Xiao is with me, he has good skills."

Weier then walked towards Xiao Muyuan and bowed to him, "I am very grateful to Director Xiao for taking care of Mr. Devon. On behalf of the president, I would like to express my sincerest thanks to you!"

Xiao Muyuan brushed his slightly messy hair with his hands, and smiled lightly, "You're welcome."

He glanced at He Qingwen who was standing in front of him, but all he saw was his back.

At this moment, Weier turned back to He Qingwen and snapped his fingers twice towards the car behind him.

The doors of several cars opened in response, and a group of people got out of the cars in a hurry.

There were bodyguards, and there seemed to be other people, who seemed to be tied up and dragged all the way from the ground.

If it weren't for the clothes of those few and the red hair of one of them, He Qingwen really almost didn't recognize these four people who were extremely arrogant before.

In just a few minutes, these four people were beaten so badly that even their biological mother could not be recognized.

Weier's work efficiency is indeed fast enough!

"What does Mr. Devon want to do with these four people?"

He Qingwen looked at the four people on the ground and wanted to laugh!

Feng Shui turns around, and retribution seems to come too soon!

He twitched the corners of his mouth and turned his head away, as if he was contemptuous of a pile of garbage, and his tone was more like ordering a dish casually.

"If you are dishonest, just let it go!"

Weier nodded in response, "Understood, Mr. Devon." Immediately afterwards, he waved his hand, and a dozen bodyguards picked up the four people again.

Those four people had something gag in their mouths and couldn't speak. Looking at He Qingwen now, it was like seeing a devil in hell, and they were all terrified.

God, who the hell are they messing with?

They tried their best to twist their bodies, trying to make a final struggle, but it was useless. They could only be dragged all the way by a few bodyguards, and were dragged into the dark alley again.

The police car on the side of the road has long since disappeared, because He Qingwen clearly saw that when the convoy approached, the people in the police car waved at the convoy, and then drove away from the intersection.

It turns out that everything has long been in the hands of Will.

No, it should be said that it was in the hands of Doug Lang.

The heart-piercing howls of those four people came from the dark alley.

Xiao Muyuan stood by He Qingwen's side, but saw that his brows only moved slightly, and he remained expressionless.

So, Xiao Muyuan was at a loss!

He Qingwen, which one is the real you?

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?After dealing with the four people, the bodyguards came out of the alley one after another and walked up to He Qingwen. They lined up, and then automatically divided into two lines, protecting He Qingwen in the middle.

He Qingwen raised his head and closed his eyes.

Really, ironic!

He is just a prisoner, why should he show off his might so much!

Through the human wall, he saw Xiao Muyuan looking towards him with a solemn expression.

He Qingwen pulled out a wry smile.

"Mr. Devon!"

Will has been standing beside him waiting, waiting for him to return to the cage.

"Ville, send a car to take Chairman Xiao back."

"Understood, Mr. Devon!"

No matter what He Qingwen did or what happened, Weier was always respectful.

He Qingwen smiled, turned his head, and looked at Weier, "Weier, I don't think Doug Lang should have given you permission to place a tracker on me."

Weier lowered his head, his expression slightly startled.

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"Ville, I know, it's really hard for you to be by my side. There are some things, you and I know very well. But, no matter how Dougron treats me, it's between us. For other people, he doesn't care. Will allow anyone to violate my dignity and my privacy, I think you know this better than me!"

Weier didn't speak, but sweat had already arisen on his forehead. He Qingwen had been with this man for more than two years, and He Qingwen let him see all kinds of miracles he had produced on Doug Lang.

He saw how the aloof Doug Lang obeyed him, how he praised him to the sky, and how he did all kinds of crazy things for him.

He couldn't deny the charm of this person, but he believed that that charm should be called a curse.

Yes, the seemingly holy He Qingwen is actually a devil, a devil who can make people hallucinate and cannot get rid of himself.

He will weave a great net called the net, and those who fall into the net, no one can escape.

"Ville, you are a very loyal follower. For Doug Lang, you can never betray, I firmly believe in this, but—" He Qingwen snorted twice, "For your dereliction of duty , do you think Dougron can easily let go of your punishment? Perhaps, you are not afraid of punishment, so what are you afraid of?" He Qingwen approached Weier, and whispered something in his ear, "Don't trust me. , you—are afraid that Dougron will lose trust in you, I, am I right!"

Sweat trickled down Will's forehead.

The weather in December was chilling to the bone, but why, He Qingwen's few short words made him feel hot and cold, as if he was being baptized in ice and fire.

Seeing Weier's reaction, He Qingwen smiled with satisfaction.

Weir is a smart man, of course he can understand the meaning of his few words.

Or more properly, it should be a threat.

From his last foot injury incident, it can be seen that Weir did not fully report his situation here to Doug Lang, which shows that Weir will not do anything that is not good for him. .

How could he allow himself to lose weight in Doug Lang's heart, even if he was a confidant, he couldn't lose any weight he deserved.

Therefore, about this matter, what should be said and what should not be said, Weier has already made plans in his heart.

He Qingwen doesn't have to worry about anything!

He sighed and got into the car.

After a while, the car started.

Xiao Muyuan was standing behind the car where he was, and he didn't have to turn his head to guess what kind of expression he would have when he watched him leave.

She was wearing his coat, and deliberately did not return it to him, because there was his smell on it, a warm smell.

He Qingwen stopped talking, his breath still remained between his lips and teeth, and there was a faint fragrance of tobacco.

The lips and tongue after the entanglement were slightly numb, reminding him that what happened at that time was not a dream.

However, no matter whether it is a dream or not, it should be stopped here. The two of them cannot exist side by side, let alone have that kind of desire/desire.

Such desire/desire is a sin, and heaven and man do not abide by it.

"Vill!"

"Mr. Devon!"

"Book the plane ticket, and we will return to the United States in three days!"

Weier was taken aback. He originally planned to go back before Christmas, but he didn't expect it to be so many days earlier.

However, well!

Go back to America so everyone can breathe a sigh of relief.

The car went further and further away, Xiao Muyuan stood where he was, letting the cold attack him wantonly.

Weier followed He Qingwen's instructions and sent a car to stop beside him, but Xiao Muyuan smiled, turned around and waved his hands.

"No, I want to go—"

The cold wind was blowing at him, but he didn't feel cold at all. The temperature in his arms hadn't dissipated. At this moment, what he needed more was calmness.

——Xiao Muyuan, do you dare to get drunk with me tonight?

He Qingwen didn't know, but at that moment, he - was already drunk!

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to Yangyang—"

When Xiao Muyuan finished singing the birthday song, the music played on the piano also stopped dumbly.

Although the playing of this song is an elementary level on the piano, it is obviously a big project to use his fingers to complete it.

He let out a deep breath, as if receiving an amnesty, and then faced Luo Jing with a confident smile.

"Aunt Jing, does it sound good?"

Luo Jing pursed her lips, and replied with as much disgust as she wanted, "It's so ugly!"

Xiao Muyuan suddenly felt a basin of cold water poured over him.

indeed--

Even he himself was puzzled, what on earth was he thinking in the first place, that he wanted to get closer to He Qingwen by learning the piano.

Moreover, he also dreamed that one day he would be able to sit on the same piano with He Qingwen, play a piece together, and leave a good memory!

This kind of thinking is really ridiculous!

Why do the same ten fingers, when He Qingwen put them on the piano keys, look like dancing elves, but his looks like a half-body deformed patient with Parkinson's?

Ah!Sure enough, people are different!Even the invited piano teacher was about to beg him for mercy.

It seems that this dream is completely shattered!

He gently closed the piano lid, leaving the beauty of this passage in his endless imagination.

Then she sat next to Luo Jing again, and together with Luo Jing, looked at the birthday cake on the table.

Twenty candles, twenty candle lights, flickering.

Today is Yang Yang's birthday, and also his death day.

If he is still alive, he will be 20 years old today.

At the age of 20, what should be a beautiful life has just begun, but Yang Yang will never wake up again.

"Why hasn't Yangyang come back yet? I'm a little sleepy." Luo Jing yawned, her eyes still on the piece of birthday cake, as if she was afraid of being snatched away.

"Go to sleep when you're sleepy! Maybe when you wake up, Yangyang will be back."

Xiao Muyuan persuaded softly, like a very patient male aunt.

Luo Jing pouted and shook her head, "No, the candle hasn't been blown yet!"

"Then let's blow out the candles first, shall we?"

"But, Yang Yang hasn't come back yet, how can I blow out the candles." Luo Jing shook her whole upper body, refusing to listen to persuasion.

Xiao Muyuan had no choice but to compromise, "Okay, okay, let's wait together! When Yangyang comes back, let's blow out the candles together."

Luo Jing nodded and calmed down, still staring at the cake motionlessly, but her eyelids began to fight involuntarily.

Wait for a while, and you will fall asleep.

Xiao Muyuan tried his best to keep himself quiet and not to disturb.

In fact, Xiao Muyuan felt that he was also a sinner. Although the car accident was caused by Luo Jing, it was also caused by him.

When the two fight, there will always be sacrifices. Unexpectedly, that person will be the most dear and dearest person in both of their lives.

This is nothing more than the most severe punishment given to them by God.

Therefore, Xiao Muyuan felt that Luo Jing's current appearance was a kind of happiness.

Whether you forget or escape, in short, instead of living in the present moment painfully, it is better to immerse yourself in a dream.

Then, never wake up.

Xiao Muyuan looked at Luo Jing, envious!

Li Dongxu stood at the door and gently knocked on the door, Xiao Muyuan raised his head when he heard the sound, then stood up and walked over.

"what's up?"

"Mr. Xiao, He Zhong is gone."

"What?" Xiao Muyuan frowned.

Ever since He Zhong was kicked out of the prosperity by He Qingzhi, he has been in frequent contact with Zhang Qiaoshan and those people. Xiao Muyuan worried that He Zhong would not let it go, and would one day take revenge on He Qingwen.

At this time, He Zhong suddenly disappeared, is it necessary to take action?

And how could He Zhong disappear for no reason?

Did you notice something?

"Could it be that the person sent was exposed?"

Li Dongxu shook his head, "It won't be ours."

Xiao Muyuan touched the bridge of his nose with his hand, thought for a while, and said, "The mantis catches the cicada, the oriole follows,