After being seized by the pillow man

When Xi Han came back, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening.

It was late November, and it got dark early. After leaving the airport, the sky became dark, and the clouds seemed to be dark and gloomy, dotted on the sky alone.

He took a few glances and went straight home in a good mood.

I stopped a car from the airport and got in, reported an address, Xi Han tapped the bag with his fingers lightly, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.

I haven't been home for a few days, and I don't know what Yin Yansheng is doing.

He didn't tell his children, firstly, it was to let the other party rest without driving to pick him up, and secondly, it was probably a small surprise.

I don't know what Yin Yansheng will be doing when he opens the door?

Change clothes, take a shower, or something else.

If the child is taking a bath, then...

Xi Han touched his chin with his fingers, trying to stop his increasingly impure thoughts.

When I got home and opened the door, the house was pitch black.

Xi Han raised his brows slightly, put down the things he brought back, walked around the house in disbelief, and yelled twice.

The surrounding area was completely silent, the light in the living room that he turned on just now was on, Xi Han took a few glances, reached out to turn off the light, turned and went out.

Kid Yin Yansheng may still be in the company at this time.

Most of the office buildings in Ancheng have been closed at this time, only the lights on the remaining floors are still on, and a pale light is lit on the floors, which looks like not very bright stars dotted in the night sky from the ground.

This office building is bustling with traffic during the day, and only at this time does it reveal a bit of silence for no reason.

Qinyue looked at the person opposite.

He was wearing a camel-colored overcoat with a white shirt inside, and a ring on his slender finger. His face was cold from the brow bone, and his thin lips looked serious when he pursed his lips. The appearance of the indifferent boss.

She smiled, propped her forehead with her hand and said, "Yin Yansheng, I have long said that you will become a great weapon in the future."

Maybe many people will meet such a boy in the years of school: he has very good academic performance, has a good face, looks much better than others in the same school uniform, usually doesn't like to talk, and has a cold energy , Occasionally someone will come to ask questions after class, and he will explain it patiently.

Basically, it satisfies all fantasies about the opposite sex in the student days.

That kind of fantasy does not mean that there must be something in the future, but a very pure and young feeling.

Look, that boy is very good, right?I know him.

Yin Yansheng didn't say anything.

He rubbed his eyebrows, with a little nostalgia on his face: "So you and Jing Qi are together in the end?"

The residential building where grandma lives seems to be a pure land in memory. It is a bit old and there is no elevator in it, but it does not affect people's nostalgia for it in the slightest.

Everyone in the building knows each other, and a group of children play together. After years, after knowing who is paired with whom, there will always be some sighs: it turns out that fate is such a wonderful thing.

He also knew Jing Qi, who lived in another building. In his memory, he was a boy who loved to laugh.

Qinyue smiled: "That's right, we were together in college, and now we are talking about marriage."

Talking about this, Qinyue smiled sweetly: "He still looks like that now, and he still likes his models all day long."

"What about you?" Qinyue saw the ring on his hand: "You got married quite early, isn't your wife beautiful?"

The last sentence was a joke.

Yin Yansheng glanced at the ring on his hand, his eyes warmed slightly: "You misunderstood, he is not a girl."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Qinyue said hurriedly, "I don't know these things, and I don't mean to offend."

Yin Yansheng shook his head lightly.

"It's all about love, I wish you happiness and beauty, and see you every day."

There is a poem that reads, "If life is just like seeing it for the first time", it is heart-beating and long-lasting.

Yin Yansheng smiled, his skin felt like porcelain under the light, and it was a little moist in the cold, he didn't know what he thought of, his voice contained many complex emotions, which were very clear in this somewhat lonely night : "If possible, I don't want to meet him at that time."

I have always felt that only evenly matched love is the best.

It's a pity that he was so miserable and had nothing at such a self-respecting age.

Qinyue paused, and changed the topic by herself.

There was a smell of tobacco outside the door, the wind blowing from the window was too tight, those smells only existed for a moment, and the temperature on the doorknob disappeared silently together with the smell of tobacco.

Ancheng is frolicking at night, and there is a strange feeling under the neon lights, the dim street lights, the sound of cars passing by, and the long shadows of street lights on the viaduct.

On the water side, it was bustling as usual.

The loud music, men and women dancing on the stage, and the mist brought by the rising dry ice seem to be in a mottled realm.

Feng Yiran looked at Xi Han, who was sitting in the shadows, no joy or anger could be seen on his clear face, but the smell of alcohol on his body became stronger and stronger: "What happened to you?" He also arrived in Ancheng, but Suddenly he was called out to drink.

Xi Han half closed his eyes, there was some noise around, he looked at Feng Yiran and said, "The company is his now."

Feng Yiran was silent, a series of words flashed through his mind.

He tentatively asked, "Is that what I thought it meant?"

Power struggle, love against each other?

Same bed, different dreams, seemingly in harmony?

Xi Han frowned for a moment, he seemed extremely unwilling to mention these things, and boredom was evident on his face.

Feng Yiran looked at it and gave him an idea: "Why don't you go back to Jiang's family, and if you earn a year, you should be able to buy your company."

Xi Han closed his eyes and did not speak.

He frowns all the time, fumbles in his pocket to take out a cigarette, then fumbles for the lighter impatiently, and finds that he lost it when he went through the security check before boarding the plane.

Xi Han closed his eyes: "Is there a lighter?"

Feng Yiran threw his own to him: "Throw away yours, I got another one at home."

He looked at Xi Han, put away the foolish expression on his face: "What do you think, I reckon you want to continue."

After being taught by Jiang Yu, Feng Yiran completely changed his previous thinking. Of course, it may also be influenced by traditional thinking, which is to persuade peace and not to persuade division.

How can it be divided? Old Man Jiang beat Jiang Boran at the family banquet, and then educated the younger generation of the Jiang family at the same time. Wouldn't the old man's face be put on the ground by the division at this time?

Xi Han didn't speak.

The top of the cigarette in his hand suddenly brightened, and the breath of tobacco entered his throat and hit his lungs, which was a bit choking.

In fact, there are not many times when a person is most difficult, and the time when he is in urgent need of money may happen once or twice in his life. He pinched Yin Yansheng's weakness and forced him, almost coercing him to be with him.

He took out the money, and stopped when he had sex for the first time. He didn't really want to stop, but he knew clearly that the other party would soften his heart, and he would achieve his goal one day.

Retreat as advance and do whatever it takes.

He has always looked down on Jiang Huimin and used his life as a playboy to seduce others, but in detail, what he did was actually the same.

Grandma Xi once taught the younger generation that people have subtle thoughts, and everyone has some inertia and greed in their bones. What they can do is not to use these to seduce, and use their wealth and power to commit crimes.

It's a pity that after listening to those teachings, Xi Hanbai forgot what a gentleman does or doesn't do.

He became more and more irritable, and it seemed that there was a ball of cotton stuffed in his heart, stuffed there continuously.

What do you mean you don't want to meet?

Xi Han said: "Of course he and I will not end."

He spoke lightly, as if speaking to Feng Yiran, but also as if speaking to himself.

Feng Yiran laughed at this time: "One of you is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer." He touched his chin and said, "What is this kind of situation called, raising a little wolf cub by yourself?"

The phone lit up at this time, and it was a message from Yin Yansheng, asking him if he was back and where he was.

Xi Han moved his fingers and sent him the location.

After looking down for a few times, he reached out and turned off the phone. There was only the reflection of his face on the screen.

The smoke was still burning, and the blue-gray smoke was rising continuously. The spark at the top was getting closer and closer to the cigarette butt. There were sporadic bright colors reflected in his eyes. It seemed that there were many flashes in a flash, but in the end there was nothing. He said lightly, "I'm afraid I'll be short of money."