What kind of evil can a puppy have?

The air pressure in the car was very low, cold sweat broke out on Liu Nengde's forehead, he didn't dare to let out a breath, and when he waited for the red light, he glanced at Mr. Song slightly to the right.

I saw Song Zhoulin's face was serious, with a cigarette between his fingers, he smoked one puff at a time, his brows were tightly frowned, as if he was thinking about something bothering him.

Although Liu Nengde has only been with Song Zhoulin for a month, he knows his temper well, and whoever is going to blow up Song Zhoulin at the moment.He began to pray for Song Jingzhou.

When the green light turned on, Song Zhoulin's cell phone rang, and there was a crisp "ding bell", which was the notification sound of new mail in the mailbox.

Song Zhoulin lowered his head and looked around for a while, his brows became more and more tense, and he almost knit together. He took a deep breath, and finally suppressed his anger and asked, "When will your project end?"

Song Jingzhou sat in the back row, his voice could not hear any emotion, "December NO.17 deadline for submission."

Song Zhoulin: "This month is over for me, and then you are not allowed to have any contact with that kid named Yuan Ye!"

The corners of Song Jingzhou's mouth were tightly pursed, his slender eyelashes trembled twice, he hesitated for a moment, neither agreed nor refused.

"Are you dumb?"

"...Why?" Song Jingzhou seemed to have not spoken for a long time, only three words but his voice was intermittent, as if he had experienced a fierce battle to say these words.

"Hmph! The family background is average, the character is average, the grades are average, and he is still a brawler. What use is this kind of person to you? It's not worth dating."

Song Zhoulin took a few more glances at the information sent by the secretary just now, his eyes were full of disdain and disgust.His son must be a dragon and phoenix among men, how could he get involved with such a gopher-like person, and those old guys would laugh at him if he said it.

He thought the matter would end here, but Song Jingzhou suddenly raised his head and said firmly, "I don't want to."

Song Zhoulin flicked a knife eye through the rearview mirror, and his tone became eight degrees colder, "What did you say?"

Liu Nengde was so frightened that he almost turned at the wrong intersection.

Whoa!Dare to talk back when Song Zhoulin is angry, maybe the young master took the wrong medicine today?

Song Jingzhou's eyes flickered for a moment, then he calmed down and said, "I'm an adult, and I have my own judgment on the communication between people. I hope you can give me more..."

Before he could finish his words, a lumpy object flew over from the front, brushed past his ear, and the place where he was hit was hot. The force was ruthless. If it was aimed at the face, It will be green after a meeting.

He turned his head and found that it was Song Zhoulin's mobile phone, and the page was still on Yuan Ye's profile. The photo used was his high school graduation photo, and the black thorny head looked impatiently at the camera.

Song Jingzhou picked up the phone and locked the screen and put it on the stand in the middle.

Song Zhoulin never said a word after that, but Song Jingzhou knew what was going to happen next.

The car drove to Zitong Road, this area is full of wealthy people, and there is no villa that can't afford tens of millions.

The gate automatically scanned the license plate number, passed through the security check, and slowly opened to both sides, and the black SUV slowly drove into the garage.

Before getting out of the car, Song Zhoulin received a call, probably from an employee of the company, and his tone was not too nice.

Song Jingzhou often feels that Songzhou Lin is quite tired, and has different attitudes towards different types of people.He rarely has a good face towards the company's subordinates, and will always be the image of the devil's boss; he smiles and smiles when he treats the old partner of the partner, and he looks forward to it;

"Go to the study and wait by yourself." Song Zhoulin dropped the words and dialed another number and walked towards the back garden.

The curtains of the study room were not drawn, and the room was dark.Song Jingzhou didn't turn on the lights either, and went to the bookshelf with ease, and took a wattle from the third row and fourth shelf and put it on the desk.

The thorn is about one meter long and as thick as an adult male's pinky finger. It used to have thorns on it, but this one has been used for a long time, and the thorns have been worn away.

He was beaten by it only last week, but Song Jingzhou can no longer remember what it felt like when it landed on his body, it should be painful.

In fact, he has lost his sense of pain for several years, probably since the first year of high school, right?

Before, every time he was beaten, he would break out in a cold sweat, and his clothes would be completely wet.But in the summer vacation of the first year of high school and the second year of high school, he found that he could no longer feel the feeling of the thorn whipping on his body.

The fine thorns scratched the skin to pieces, and the bluish-white skin and scarlet flesh curled outwards, looking extremely terrifying.But he could only look at the wound indifferently, feeling nothing.

He bought a song clip and pierced it directly on the ear bone, then smiled at himself in the mirror—"So you are not a monster, you can still feel the pain."

Song Zhoulin didn't come, but he called him.

"The company has something to do, you go to the warehouse by yourself."

"it is good."

Song Jingzhou put the Vitex back to its original position and came to the warehouse in silence.

There are a lot of things in the warehouse, full of boxes, and there is only half an open space that barely fits in. The air is filled with a strong smell of plastic.This is a room specially set up by Song Zhoulin. There is no wiring, and it is pure darkness after closing the door.

The first time Song Jingzhou entered the warehouse was when he was five years old, because he had just been beaten the day before, but that day he made a mistake because he couldn't recite an ancient poem.

Song Zhoulin was also afraid, afraid that killing him would cause a scandal, so he was locked in the warehouse.

No matter how strong a child is, he will be afraid of the dark. He remembers that time when he cried until he passed out, but Song Zhoulin still didn't let him out a minute earlier, and shut him down for 1 hours without missing a second.

Later, when Song Zhoulin couldn't beat him, he would be locked up in the warehouse. As he got older, the punishment changed from choosing one of the two to being executed together. He would often be beaten and wounded before being locked up in the warehouse.

Of course, Song Jingzhou is no longer afraid of the dark, and even enjoys this time a little bit.Within these 24 hours, there was no Song Zhoulin, no follower, and no daughters of major chairman.

Only himself and the wilderness in his memory.

In his memory, Yuan Ye was wearing a white short-sleeved suit with the words "You hit me if you don't agree" printed on the front, and the pants were cropped sweatpants, showing his well-defined ankle bones.When kicking out the flying kick, the legs are stretched straight, the movement is very beautiful, sharp and vigorous, and high-spirited.

Song Jingzhou would also fantasize about raising a Samoyed if he was with Ye Ye one day, because he knew that this assumption could not be true, so he could only fantasize within these 24 hours.

***

Yuanye went back to school, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Song Jingzhou returned home last week, and when he came to school, he was injured all over his body... Plus Song Zhoulin's eyes...

……No way?

After thinking about it again and again, he still called Song Jingzhou, but he didn't get through, prompting that the phone had been turned off.

Yuan Ye ran to Song Jingzhou's dormitory, bumped into Wei Ziyue, who was sleepy and was holding a bowl in his slippers and was about to go downstairs for dinner.

Wei Ziyue rubbed his eyes, he was relieved to see Yuan Ye, and asked angrily, "What are you doing so early in the morning? You scared me!"

Although, there is no resemblance between now and morning except that it is the same sun.

Yuan Ye hurriedly asked, "Do you know where Song Jingzhou's house is?"

"Huh? Old Song's house? I don't know, why are you asking this?" Wei Ziyue yawned and walked towards the stairs.

Yuan Ye told him the previous reason, "Now I called him to remind him to shut down the phone."

Wei Ziyue said nonchalantly: "His dad picked him up, what are you worried about? It's normal for him to turn off his phone. He would turn it off every week when he got home. He said he was studying at home and didn't want to be disturbed. We're all used to it."

"Do you all believe this reason?"

Wei Ziyue waved his hand: "Student master, there must be something weird. If you are really worried, you can ask him when he comes on Monday. I'm going to cook, and the cafeteria will be closed later."

Seeing that he couldn't find anything from Wei Ziyue, Yuan Ye had to give up, but suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Then do you know his father's name?"

Wei Ziyue glanced at him suspiciously, "Why do you care so much about his family affairs? Did you meet his father today and found that he looks like your father? You two are actually brothers? But I don't think so, you and Lao Song They don't look alike except for the number of facial features."

Yuanye wanted to punch Wei Ziyue in the head twice, why is this guy less handsome than Le Zaili?

Le Zai, who was eating takeaway, sneezed suddenly, and a white face touched the phone screen.He rubbed his nose and wiped the screen.He muttered to himself: "Which girl is missing me..."

Wilderness has limited patience, "Just tell me if you know."

Wei Ziyue: "I don't know."

Yuanye: "...bye."

Wei Ziyue looked at Yuanye's furious back, and muttered, "Who would a normal person know the name of his roommate's father? He's not a big star..."

Yuanye didn't expect Le Zaili to know the news that Wei Ziyue didn't know, so he opened the address book and found a number marked "Brother Yan" and dialed it.

The phone was answered after several rings, and the boy's voice was cold, "What's the matter?"

Yuan Ye smiled embarrassedly, and it's no wonder that Brother Yan's first sentence was this, who told him to ask for something every time he called someone.

The person Yuan Ye asked for help was Yan Runbai, who was two years older than him. He just graduated this year and worked in an information technology company.Others gave him the nickname "Bai Xiaosheng", from astronomy to geography, and the horizontal distribution of various interpersonal relationships, there is nothing he can't find.

"I want to ask Brother Yan to check someone for me."

Yan Runbai gave a "hmm" and said indifferently, "Name and reason."

Although Yan Runbai has excellent skills, he never asks for a fee to help people check information and do illegal and criminal things.He will only help people he approves, and it is not unconditional. Before helping, he will ask for reasons, and if the reasons are not right, he will refuse.

Yuan Ye sat on the bench outside the playground, looked around to make sure there was no one there, and then said: "I don't know the name of that person, but I know his son is 'Song Jingzhou', a student from Class 19, International Trade, School of Economics and Management, Grade 6 of our school." .”

"The reason is... I suspect he is a domestic violence victim."