Those years when Black Lotus raised Slag Gong

It's been a long time, and it's the first time I've heard him ask about this.

"No." Shi Yan stood under the cold light in the corridor, his eyes looked at him with complicated and unpredictable emotions for a moment, and finally turned his head away and said indifferently: "No, it has nothing to do with you."

Ji Shu was stunned for a moment, took half a step forward and held his wrist, looked down at him with a dark and dangerous look in his eyes, and said, "Say it again?"

"I don't remember, but even if I say it again, it still has nothing to do with you." Shi Yan said softly, his eyelashes drooping like a butterfly flying in the mist, casting a thick shadow, after finishing speaking, he broke away from Ji Shu He raised his hand and walked away.

Ji Shu's eyelids twitched heavily, and with excessive force, he unconsciously pinched red marks on his wrist, and his voice was low and terrifying: "You are a lucky draw?!"

"Whatever you think." Shi Yan's tone was very calm.

Ji Shu was sulking, his eyes were as gloomy as the sea of ​​night, he frowned as he stared at him, and wanted to follow him.

"Don't come here!" Shi Yan turned her back and suddenly turned her head slightly, sternly yelling at him, the emotion in her words, whether it was anger or sadness, passed by like dew, with a slight imperceptible trembling, "this This time, please... don't come here."

"You..." Ji Shu noticed his emotion and couldn't help but startled, "What's wrong?"

Shi Yan pursed her thin lips and passed him in a straight line, went up to open the door, Shi Yue in the ward heard the door opening, blinked, jumped off the sofa and rushed towards him, "Dad?!"

"Go, go home." Shi Yan led her, and when he turned and passed Ji Shu at the door, he didn't seem to see him. He walked to the end of the corridor and pressed the elevator. He heard footsteps during the few seconds of waiting, and raised his eyes to look at the elevator. The blurred figure paused for a moment, and said to the person behind him: "Ji Shu, there is something I want to tell you."

He didn't turn around, and his tone was still calm: "You asked me before if I regretted it. I think I can tell you the answer now."

Breathing stopped suddenly, Ji Shu stopped, and a pair of beautiful light-colored eyes widened and stared at the back.

"I regret it." Shi Yan turned his head away, he raised his lips and eyes to look at the other party vaguely, and let out his breath: "I have always regretted meeting you, regretting putting you by my side, regretting giving you the opportunity to appear in In front of me, I regret knowing how dangerous you are..." He paused and continued:

Also "You do what you want again and again. I regret it, so from now on, I will not be polite to you again."

The elevator entrance was quiet, only one person's voice was heard, and Ji Shu fixed his eyes on him without saying a word.

After speaking, he turned and closed the elevator.

"Wait!" Ji Shu suddenly came back to his senses, before he could say anything, the doorman disappeared before his eyes, and only his own reflection remained on the cold light wall of the elevator.

"Fuck!" He slammed his empty fist on the top, the phone vibrated, and he connected impatiently. The secretary on the other end said cautiously: "Boss, the result is out. You..."

06: 30.

The M50i whizzed by on the avenue, and the counter had been set to nearly 300.

The sun was setting far away, and the afterglow painted outside the car window shone on that cold face, half of which was shadowed.Shi Yan looked up at the scaly clouds outside the window, his slender fingers holding the steering wheel gradually tightened, the veins on the back of his hands were exposed, and he didn't even notice the pain when his fingertips were pinched into the nipple.

Ji Shu...

At this moment, in my ears, I recalled those words when Ji Shu questioned himself.

For a moment, he wanted to ask, why?

Why is this person questioning himself? !

However, when he looked at Ji Shu's face, all of a sudden, the memories of the past rolled into his brain noisily and turbulently, bit by bit, with shards of broken glass. The pain has also become far away. Fortunately, there is no need to say more.

It's all over, isn't it?

He stepped on the accelerator with dark eyes, and the car rushed out like a ray of gray light, and the tree shadows outside quickly passed by and turned into countless ghostly strips with outstretched arms, rushing toward his face.When the car drove by at high speed, the horns blared behind him one after another, Shi Yan frowned and stretched out his hand to undo the three buttons of his clothes, his eyes darkened and spread, as if he hadn't heard it at all.

"Father?" Shi Yue sat at the back and consciously fastened her seat belt, and opened her lips in a low voice to look at him.

Shi Yan held the steering wheel tightly and didn't answer her.

Shi Yue's eyelashes fluttered and trembled, her arms trembling and screaming suddenly exploded, "Father is opposite!"

This voice suddenly brought Shi Yan back to his senses, he glanced at the passing car half a meter away, his pupils shrank rapidly, he stepped on the brakes suddenly and made a sharp turn, the front of the car almost hit the railing half an inch and barely stopped , a wisp of blue smoke spewed out from the exhaust.

He seemed to have almost bumped into something just now.

Shi Yan rubbed the center of her brows, looked at the figure on the ground through the glass and was startled, then turned around and told Shi Yue to pull out the key, open the door and get out of the car.

The mountain bike fell to the side, and the person next to him was half kneeling on the avenue with his arms covered. The wounds on his hands should be abrasions.Shi Yan stopped, frowned and said softly, "Sorry."

The man raised his head slightly when he heard the words, his face was hidden under the gray hat and he couldn't see it clearly, the young voice ended in a low tone with a rising tone, but said gently: "It's okay, I, it's okay."

His Chinese doesn't sound very good.

"I just now..." Shi Yan thought for a while and handed over the tissue without much explanation, frowned slightly, bent down and reached out to him, "I hit you, I'll take you to the hospital."

"Hospital?" The young man put down his hands and raised his eyes to look over. The man was standing in front of him and looking at him. His handsome face was as clean as the snow mountain painting he had done before. Behind him was the brightly lit Jianghai.

The boy Clean Xingchen's eyes were slightly bent, he patted his clothes and stood up, the corners of his lips curved up and smiled, "I think, I've seen you."

[The author has something to say: Wandering between Suowen and Flash Back, God!It's good to be vegetarian.

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