Raised by bigots, I ran away

The door was slammed shut with a bang.

There was an instant silence in the huge villa.

Su Nanchuan exhaled and leaned against the wall, feeling that all his strength was taken away instantly.

He lowered his head, stared at the blanket under his feet, and thought to himself, wouldn't it be considered a breach of faith if he didn't say her name?

He just lied to himself and comforted himself.

He even mentioned the location, so Yan Canyang would know when he got there.

Su Nanchuan lowered his head silently, feeling sad for a while.

He murmured softly: "Aunt Mei, don't blame me, I'm considered abandoning my car to save my handsome man, I don't say he's going to investigate... He's so smart, so powerful, and he will find out one day."

Afterwards, he smiled wryly again: "Forget it, you can blame me if you want to. In fact, I have wanted to do this for a long time. You wanted to see him so much before you died... This time, you can just meet him."

Su Nanchuan stretched out his right hand to cover his face. After a while, he rubbed his face and stood up straight, turning his head to stare at the gate of the villa.

Yan Canyang said that he could not go down this mountain alone, but it is still possible to go out.

Su Nanchuan walked over, reached out and grabbed the doorknob to open the door, but the door was locked tightly.

What is this for?Shut him up?

Su Nanchuan sighed silently, had no choice but to go back, walked into the big living room, and sat down on the sofa.

Yan Kangyang The decoration style of the living room of this villa is very simple, but if you look carefully, you can see that every piece of furniture and decoration is exquisitely designed, and it is worth a lot of money at first glance.

But at this time, Su Nanchuan was not in the mood to observe these things at all. He turned on the screen of his mobile phone and stared at the red number on the upper right corner of WeChat on the screen, feeling uneasy and uneasy.

Where did Yan Hanyang go?It will take three hours to go back and forth.

It's raining again outside. Does he have an umbrella in the car?

Can he find the third cemetery?How would you feel if you saw Lin Yuemei's tomb?

Will you be sad?

Will it be uncomfortable?

Su Nanchuan suddenly felt regretful, what was he fighting about just now?Since I promised to say it, just say it directly, why only give him an address and ask him to go by himself.

He should go with him, and he can hold an umbrella for him when it rains heavily.

If he is sad, he can still be with him...

Thinking of this, Su Nanchuan suddenly became irritable and irritable. He stood up and walked back and forth in the living room, and then sat down uneasy and kept looking at his mobile phone.

Obviously there is no contact information for him in the phone, but Su Nanchuan couldn't help but keep pressing the phone to turn it on, and then watched it go off.

Su Nanchuan just waited anxiously in Yan Kangyang's villa.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the door of the villa finally rang twice, and Su Nanchuan stood up from the sofa in an instant.

The door of the villa was pushed open, but it was not Yan Kangyang who came in, but an aunt who looked about 50 years old. The aunt was wearing clean dark trousers, a white blouse, and her hair was neatly rolled up.

Su Nanchuan was stunned. Before he could speak, he heard the aunt say: "You are Mr. Su, Mr. Yan said that you are here alone, let me come and cook for you."

Su Nanchuan was stunned for a moment, then looked down at his phone, it turned out that it was past 12 o'clock.

Yan Qingyang even remembered that he was locked here without food.

Su Nanchuan gave a wry smile silently, and said, "You have worked hard, what else did he say?"

The auntie glanced at him, and said with an uncomfortable expression: "You also told me to take care of you, and don't let you slip out while I'm cooking."

Su Nanchuan: "..."

Su Nanchuan: "Auntie, don't worry, I won't slip away until he comes back."

Auntie smiled awkwardly and said, "My surname is Fang. You can call me Auntie Fang. It's too late to make soup. Let me cook some home-cooked dishes for you."

Su Nanchuan: "I can do it."

After Aunt Fang finished speaking, she went into the kitchen to cook, so Su Nanchuan had no choice but to go back to the sofa and look at the phone boredly.

-

At this time, on Ten Spirit Mountain.

Yan Qinyang stared at the photo of a familiar yet unfamiliar woman on the tombstone in front of him, and fell into a huge silence.

30 minutes ago, when he saw the photo and the name on the tombstone clearly, his eyes were full of disbelief at the beginning, then he couldn't believe it, and finally he slowly accepted the reality, the whole person fell silent, just staring at the tombstone The pictures don't say a word.

His face was very pale, and his eyes were dark, covering all his emotions.The corners of his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared motionlessly at the person on the tombstone, his thin lips were tightly drawn into a line, without any blood color.

His tall figure stood upright, and his shoulders were already soaked by the drizzle.

But he didn't seem to notice it at all, still standing there, motionless, without saying a word.

No one knew what he was thinking.

He has always been indifferent and does not show any emotions on his face. Only Su Nanchuan can shatter all his calmness.

He stood straight in front of the tombstone, staring at Lin Yuemei in the photo silently in the drizzle.

He looked at her silently, until the hands in his sleeves trembled slightly, Yan Chanyang finally closed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "So, in the end, I was the only one who kept it from me."

He opened his eyes, the bloodshot eyes made him look tired and sad.

He looked at Lin Yuemei quietly, with a hoarse voice: "Do you think I will feel sorry for you, and cry for you? I won't."

"I do not know!"

"So you guessed wrong this time. I won't be sad for you at all, and I won't shed a tear for you. Therefore, it's a waste of time for you to let Su Nanchuan hide it from me."

"Only a simple person like him will be deceived by you and help you hide it for so long. Are you stupid? Are you stupid?"

Yan Qinyang smiled coldly. He looked at Lin Yuemei's eyes with a pure smile: "Are you happy? The person I cherish the most in my heart finally chose you. Are you happy?"

"Forget it, I won't argue with you anymore. You win this time. In the next life, find a good man and have an obedient son."

After Yan Qingyang finished speaking, he turned around and strode out.

No one saw, the tears that flashed in the corner of his eyes disappeared in an instant like a shooting star passing by.

-

Aunt Fang left after finishing lunch.

Su Nanchuan sat at the dining table staring at the dishes in front of him, and was stunned.

These dishes are all his favorites.

Did Aunt Fang cook his favorite dish by such a coincidence?Or did that person personally order it?

Su Nanchuan was in a daze, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, he sighed slightly, took a bite of food and ate it, then he was dazed again.

The taste is actually somewhat similar to what he made.

Su Nanchuan's heart suddenly became very complicated. Is this another coincidence?

still is……

No, definitely not, he can't be so affectionate.

Su Nanchuan suppressed the unbearable thought in his heart, and quickly put his head down and ate his meal.

After lunch, the rain has not stopped, and it is getting bigger and bigger.

Su Nanchuan stood in front of the big window, looking at the misty rain and fog outside the window, he couldn't help worrying about Yan Yang.

Yan Kangyang should have arrived at the cemetery, it has been two hours, no matter how slow he should be, he might have already come out of the cemetery.

I don't know if he had lunch.

The rain was getting heavier, and Su Nanchuan frowned slightly. At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly. Su Nanchuan picked it up and saw that it was He Wei.

Su Nanchuan picked up the phone absent-mindedly. He Wei said that he would hold a video conference and asked Su Nanchuan if he had time.

Su Nanchuan originally wanted to say no, but he didn't know why his mouth couldn't keep up with his brain's thoughts, so he opened his mouth and said, "Yes."

He didn't realize what he said until he hung up the phone, but it was too late, He Wei had already broadcast the video.

Su Nanchuan had no choice but to pick it up, and went in to see that Zhan Le and the other two people in charge of the company were also there.

The entire video conference lasted for about half an hour, and Su Nanchuan was absent-minded throughout the whole process. Not only did he not participate in the discussion of the question, he even answered He Wei's question very perfunctorily.

At the end of the meeting, Zhan Le sent a WeChat message, asking him if something happened and why he felt so out of his mind.

Su Nanchuan stared at Zhan Le's WeChat, wondering if he was already so obvious?

Su Nanchuan did not reply to Zhan Le's WeChat, he returned to the sofa and continued to wait anxiously.

He kept looking at the time, from 2:3 p.m. to 4:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m.... Yan Yang didn't come back.

Su Nanchuan couldn't sit still anymore, he went to the door and tried to open it for the second time, but it still failed.

At this moment, Su Nanchuan suddenly felt that Yan Yangyang had forgotten him here.

He glanced at the sky outside, because it was cloudy, the sky was very dark today, it was not yet five o'clock, and it was already dark outside.

Su Nanchuan became even more anxious all of a sudden, thinking that if Yan Yang didn't come back, he could only call He Wei and ask He Wei to find ways to see if he could get in touch with Yan Yang...

At this moment, there were two beeps from the door of the villa.

Su Nanchuan stared wide-eyed at the door that was about to open.

Soon, there were two beeps of "Didi", a brisk music sounded, the door was pushed open with a "crack", and Yan Hanyang walked in from the outside.

Seeing that he finally came back, Su Nanchuan breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, took another breath in an instant.

It was seen that Yan Hanyang was almost completely wet from head to toe, and his wet hair was grabbed behind his head, exposing his smooth forehead.

His eyes are deep and deep, black and dense like an abyss that can swallow people's hearts and souls, and there seems to be a smear of blood in the corners of his eyes, which makes people feel a sense of fear when they look at it.

He has been staring at Su Nanchuan motionless since he entered the door. The powerful low-pressure momentum on his body is like a black mist that can't see through the light, covering Su Nanchuan's bag in an instant.

Su Nanchuan was terrified, he was a little out of breath.

It's not normal for Yan Yang to act like this.

He was a little scared suddenly, couldn't help backing up, couldn't help wanting to escape, but seeing Yan Kangyang like this, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

He struggled, but finally he bravely stood still, and asked nervously, "You, why are you getting wet? Do you want to take a hot bath, or you'll catch a cold, I..."

However, before he could finish his sentence, Yan Qinyang suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, dragging him to the second floor.

Su Nanchuan was suddenly terrified, and said in shock: "You, what's wrong with you, let me go, brother, let me go..."

However, without saying a word, Yan Qinyang's hands became stronger, and Su Nanchuan couldn't break free at all.

Su Nanchuan was a little anxious, but also a little scared.Eight years later, Yan Yangyang is [-] times more terrifying than he was eight years ago. Eight years ago, he could fool around by acting coquettishly, but Yan Yangyang after eight years may no longer accept this trick.

"Brother, I, I can go by myself..."

However, before the words finished, Yan Qinyang stopped suddenly.

Just when Su Nanchuan thought Yan Yangyang had listened to him, unexpectedly Yan Yangyang picked him up and walked straight to the second floor.

Su Nanchuan's heart shrank suddenly, and he was too frightened to speak again.

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