On the daily life of nemesis

"Don't go...don't go...please don't leave me." Min Yukun frowned, shook his head uneasily and whispered.

Gong Wang Yan Fang wanted to put his shoulders on his shoulders to wake him up, but at this moment, Min Yukun suddenly opened his eyes, but the bottom of his eyes was a little rosy, and the corners of his eyes were stained with some cold tears, like a cry Like a child, people can't help but feel distressed.

Min Yujun leaned on the chair cushion and panted heavily, his chest seemed to be blocked, he was a little out of breath, the shirt material on the back was already soaked with sweat, the dream just now was too real and too horrifying , forcing him almost to the brink of collapse.

"Yu Yu, are you okay?" Gong Wang tentatively asked cautiously, as if he was afraid that the person in front of him would disappear in front of his eyes if his tone was a little more serious.

This feeling of worrying about gains and losses always faintly surfaced in his heart, which made him feel worried.

Min Yujun didn't say anything, just leaned back on the chair in a daze, letting the cold sweat from his forehead flow down his temples to his face.

After a while, Gong Wangjian didn't get a response, so he couldn't ask any more questions.

He had just flicked the double flashing lights, but then the person beside him said something faintly that made his heart tremble.

"I dreamed about Ah Tai, he came to look for me, and I almost let him go." Min Yuyun smiled bitterly, and at the end of the laugh, the tears in the corners of his eyes inadvertently fell down gradually.

When the sad words came to his ears, the movements in Gongwang's hands suddenly stopped. He knew who the person Min Yuyun was talking about, and that person stuck in his heart like a thorn. I can't pull it out and I can't clear it away, I can only let the blood and flesh it has stuck in the four walls of the atrium be bloody, as long as it is pulled a little, it will tear and hurt.

Only a few seconds later, Gong Wangyan flicked the double flashing lights, but his little finger trembled uncontrollably.

"He must also hope that you can live a good life, don't think too much, Yu Yu." Gong Wangyan said bitterly, but this time he didn't turn his head to look at the people beside him.

Min Yuyan stared at the rearview mirror on the right in a daze, his eyes became more and more lax, and his whole person looked lifeless. He frowned, turned his head and leaned on the back of the chair and said to himself, "Sometimes, I I was just thinking, if I could have fallen in a pool of blood with him back then, at least I would have ended up living and dying together. For so many years, he has been lingering in my mind like a shadow, waving If I can’t leave, I’m like a walking dead every day, do you know that?”

After Min Yuyan finished speaking in a daze, he suddenly turned his head to look at Gong Wangyan, then raised his finger and pointed to the position of his heart, which was sad and lifeless and said, "It's here, it's dead, empty, and only There's a bloody hollow that can't be filled."

After Min Yujun finished speaking, he turned his head and laughed for a moment. When Gong Wangyan heard this, all the rationality in his mind was stimulated by the surging blood in his brain.

He slammed the steering wheel and parked the car steadily on the side of the road. At this moment, he suddenly supported the shoulder of the person beside him, looked at the face that made him think about it day and night, and raised his hand to caress that face. Bai Jiu's face, in the next second, he leaned forward, stroked his chin, and kissed the pale thin lips. Everyone said that people with thin lips are ruthless, but his father would like to see , Is he, Min Yujun, really fickle?

"Hmm..." The cold lips were suddenly wrapped by warm touch, which made him shudder.

Gong Wangyan only felt the body of the person in front of him tremble suddenly, even though this, Gong Wangyan didn't want to let the person in front of him go.

Warm tears and cold sweat fused together, what tasted on the tip of the tongue was a drop of salty liquid, and soon a strong smell of blood filled the walls of the mouth, on the lips and the tip of the tongue, soaked his Gong Wangyan felt his heart tremble suddenly, and the trembling made him a little dull.

Only then did Gong Wangyan slowly let go of the hand that was pinching the lower part of his chin. Unknowingly, he had already been affected by emotions, tears not only moistened his eyes, but silently left on his collar.

Gong Wangyan trembled, pressed against his smooth and cold forehead, and said tremblingly, "You have lived in his shadow for so many years, have you ever looked back at the people behind you?..."

Min Yukun had already looked fearless, like a puppet at the mercy of the public, but when he heard the words in his mouth, Min Yukun suddenly smiled, a little sad and sour.

"I can't do it... I can't let it go either. Now I'm like a puppet, living only for him. My purpose of living is revenge. When my goal is achieved, I will solve myself with my own hands. Look for him, he's still waiting for me."

When Gong Wangyan heard this, he suddenly grabbed his collar and said angrily, "If you think so, have you ever worried about him? What is the reason for his sacrifice?! Isn't it to let you Are you alive?! Are you right for him?!"

Suddenly, Min Yuxuan slowly turned his head and murmured over and over again, "Am I right for him? Am I right for him..."

Gong Wangyan didn't say anything more, but let go of his hand suddenly, then raised his hand and vigorously wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand.

"Here we are, get out of the car." He said in a hoarse voice, looking ahead, but he didn't look at the people beside him.

Min Yukun nodded mechanically and said "thank you" to him, then turned the door handle without looking back, and stepped out of the car.

It wasn't until he heard a "bang" that Gong Wangyan sighed heavily, and then buried his head on the steering wheel, but the slender joints were holding the steering wheel tightly, and it had already turned white.

It's really a coincidence that the little assistant just arrived at the company, and the boss came back later, what a coincidence!

Min Yukun propped himself up, and stepped on the stone road nonchalantly, until he walked to the door of the company in a daze, and he suddenly raised his head.

Looking at the four eye-catching characters of "Yunrong Group" standing on the company building, he fell into deep thought. He just felt a little ironic. The evening wind in the early morning is the coldest, but it can't compare to the coldness in his heart at this moment. The cold evening wind was blowing on my body, and I felt that it had penetrated into the clothing material, eroded into the bone marrow, and drilled into the bone seam, and the bone seam drilled was a bit dull.

This night, there was a lot of unhappiness, some people were happy, some people were worried, the happy thing was the success of the scheme, but the sad thing was the persistence of the two.

What is right and what is wrong, how can you tell the difference?