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Shen Qiuze, who was half kneeling on the ground, stretched out his fingertips and touched Wu Chu's brows lightly. When he touched the warm skin, he paused slightly with his fingertips, and then raised his eyes to look at Wu Chu.

He saw that Wu Chu frowned slightly, as if it had been too long and he was not used to being touched by others, but he just frowned at him, and did not turn his head to avoid it.

That silent resistance was as light as a wisp of white smoke in winter, as if as long as he stretched out his hand, the wisp of white smoke representing resistance would quietly dissipate.

Shen Qiuze's throat moved, and he gently rubbed Wu Chu's brows with his fingertips, staring at the person in front of him and said in a hoarse voice, "Why did you think of calling me back?"

His dark eyes were full of emotion, he stared at the person in front of him, his thin lips were a bit dull, but his eyebrows and eyes were full of anticipation that he didn't know.

Wu Chu paused, he didn't speak, his eyes passed him and landed on the gray sofa, as if he was looking at something, the emotions in his eyes were a bit complicated, and he said after a while: "You kept my game console away? "

Shen Qiuze was startled, and subconsciously remembered himself leaning against the entrance, with an indifferent expression and casually threw Wu Chuluo's black game controller there into the trash.

But at this moment, when he seemed to be vaguely aware that the reason why Wu Chu's attitude had softened might be related to the game console he voluntarily mentioned, he remained silent and dared not speak.

He said that he would never lie to Wu Chu again except for that incident.

But after a long silence, Shen Qiuze was still reluctant to bear Wu Chu who was looking at him right now, and Wu Chu who could talk to him well, he said hoarsely: "Yes."

Without looking into Wu Chu's eyes, he said slowly, "I kept it."

"The one on the sofa is new, because I'm afraid you'll be too angry to smash it when you wake up."

He knew that Wu Chu would soften his heart because of some insignificant things in the eyes of others, just like standing up for him when he was in the bar.

Shen Qiuze saw that Wu Chu lowered his eyes and couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but the hostility in his eyebrows disappeared a lot. A thought crossed his mind, and he immediately took advantage of Wu Chu's soft heart and whispered: "Tonight On New Year's Eve, can you accompany me?"

He said in a hoarse voice, "Just take pity on me."

He was not much better than Wu Chu. On New Year's Eve during the winter break of the previous two years, it was the first time Wu Chu had someone to accompany him. Why wasn't he?

Shen Qiuze, who was half kneeling on the ground, lowered his head, buried his forehead on the back of Wu Chu's hand that was on the quilt, and murmured in a low voice: "That Yin guy has everything, Wu Chu, I'm different from him."

He only has Wu Chu.

The man's movements revealed a silent pleading, like some kind of desolate beast trying to draw warmth from the people around him in the cold winter.

Wu Chu tilted his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Get lost."

But the expression on his face obviously seemed to have been shaken undetectably, otherwise he wouldn't have just told him to get out.

Shen Qiuze laughed, he raised his head, his forehead was a little messy, but his eyes were as clean as a child celebrating the New Year for the first time, clasped Wu Chu's hand with his ten fingers, and said with a low smile, "I told them to prepare faster."

"Let's watch the fireworks together after dinner tonight."

Speaking of this, Shen Qiuze seemed to think of something and said: "There are still some things that haven't been dealt with over there, I have to deal with them."

He stood up, kissed Wu Chu's hair and said softly, "I'll be back soon."

He was going to dispose of some garbage, and when it was cleaned up, he could be with Wu Chu in peace.

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In the evening, it was gray outside, and the goose feathers and snow were flying in the cold wind, which made people tremble.

The elegant and rich hall is full of warmth, the all-copper chandelier casts bright light, the polished silverware on the long table reflects the bright light, and the fireplace relief is vividly reflected by the firelight.

A group of servants stood quietly behind the long table with their heads lowered, but out of the corner of their eyes, they could see Shen Qiuze leading a boy down the long spiral staircase.

It would be a lie to say that they were not curious, most of these servants were from the old manor, and they had never seen anyone brought back by Shen Qiuze.

But no one dared to raise their head to take a peek at that boy, and only lowered their heads lower and lower when the footsteps approached, for fear that Shen Qiuze would see it.

After a long while, all the servants heard a slightly hoarse voice, lukewarm: "You tell them to go down."

Wu Chu leaned on the velvet seat, frowned and looked at a group of servants waiting behind the long table, raising his eyes to call Shen Qiuze down.

After carefully fastening the napkin for him, Shen Qiuze returned to his seat, without raising his eyes, but said calmly, "You will have to get used to it in the future."

In the future, Wu Chu will be surrounded by many people, whether they are monitoring or protecting, he has to get used to it.

There was no emotion in Wu Chu's eyes: "OK."

He got up, as if he didn't bother to pay attention to the well-prepared dishes on the large table behind him, and said: "Then you eat by yourself."

Shen Qiuze reached out and grabbed him, Wu Chu turned his back to him, without raising his eyelids, he said, "Let go."

The man holding his hand fell silent, and after a while he whispered, "Just this time."

Shen Qiuze raised his head and said in a hoarse voice to the servants, "Go down."

The butler standing at the front bowed slightly towards the two of them, and then led a group of servants back away without a sound. If someone has sharp eyesight, they can find that many of the servants have their waists and abdomens on the left. Fang seemed to be hiding something, a little bulging.

If someone's eyesight is sharper, they can find that the bulging shape is [-]% similar to the gun shape.

These servants are not servants who simply serve Shen Qiuze's food and drink, but in a sense, they can also be regarded as a security force in the manor.

Now they have all been withdrawn, leaving the entire hall empty, only the candles dancing under the bright lights and the two people on the long table are left.

Wu Chu's expression softened a little, but he still only stared at the rich dishes in front of him without speaking.

Shen Qiuze rolled up his sleeves, got up and carefully scooped out a bowl of brightly colored yam pork rib soup for him. He picked it carefully with his eyelashes down, his fingertips were a little red from the burn, but he looked serious.

While carefully dancing the ginger in the soup for Wu Chu, he said in a low voice, "Do you still remember that cat at S University?"

There was no response, Shen Qiuze paused, but still said softly: "It has grown up a lot now..."

It's a pity he couldn't go on.

The gust of wind was full of ferocity, and almost suddenly the back of his head was hit by a heavy bronze tool, making a dull and terrifying sound, and thick and bright red blood quickly flowed from the back of his head and penetrated into the collar of his neck. It looked terrible.

The small porcelain bowl full of yam pork ribs rolled down on the long table, and Shen Qiuze twitched unconsciously several times, as if he fell to his knees on the carpet because he couldn't fall down.

In Wu Chu's hand was a heavy copper utensil covered with blood. It was an all-copper candlestick on the long table used to light candles. He squatted down, gritted his teeth and began to search for the mobile phone on Shen Qiuze's body.

It was Shen Qiuze's personal mobile phone.

Unlock, press the password, unlock successfully.

Wu Chu's throat tightened, and he breathed rapidly, sending a text message to a familiar number in his mind. He sent several text messages in a row, but found that none of them were sent successfully.

A terrifying idea emerged in his mind.

"Signal jammer."

A hoarse voice that seemed to smell like blood suddenly sounded intermittently, and almost at the same time, the bodyguards with walkie-talkies outside also pushed open the door of the hall and rushed in.

Wu Chu's breathing was slightly stagnant, his throat moved, and he turned his head with difficulty, looking at Shen Qiuze, whose white shirt was covered with blood, leaning on the chair, his face was pale, his dark eyes stared at him motionlessly, and his bloodless lips curved slightly He said, "I thought you could continue to endure."

He looked really creepy, his hands were covered with blood, even though there were countless people around him, he still stared at Wu Chu with a morbid madness and said hoarsely: "It's a pity."

I could have played with him a little longer.

Wu Chu gritted his teeth and said, "You fucking know?"

Shen Qiuze didn't speak, he looked at Wu Chu as if he was holding his breath, the housekeeper and the family doctor who rushed over gave him an emergency treatment, and then quickly sent him to a private hospital.

At this time, the long table was full of mess, and there was a lot of blood on the sofa, and Wu Chu who stayed in the hall was also told to stay in the hall until Shen Qiuze came back.

Wu Chu took a deep breath, and he looked up at the closed door, knowing that there would be more people guarding outside than he imagined, and it was impossible for him to get away.

Shen Qiuze would only surround this place airtightly, there would be no chance for him to escape alone.

The ancient pendulum clock in the hall kept turning, and some servants came in silently one after another to clean up the long table and the mess in the hall. Some servants boldly looked at the boy who dared to hit Shen Qiuze with a candlestick from the corner of his eye.

However, he found that this boy who was well hidden by Shen Qiuze was not like an ordinary and quiet canary, but had an unruly face, and even had a bit of hostility, as if he had been hit on the head by a candlestick.

Wu Chu stared at the huge pendulum clock in the hall, watching it swing little by little. After more than two hours, the door of the hall was pushed open. Yu Wu's Shen Qiuze stood outside the hall door and walked slowly towards him.

The wound on the back of Shen Qiuze's head was debrided, a few stitches were taken, and he was given a tetanus shot. Before he even had time to take a CT scan, he forced everyone to shut up with a tough attitude, and hurried back.

He came in with several servants and bodyguards, who seemed to be setting up a projection screen somewhere in the hall.

Shen Qiuze walked in slowly, behind him was a bodyguard in black, he came to Wu Chu, pinched Wu Chu's jaw and said softly: "You are too anxious."

"If you bear with it a little longer and coax me, I will not only take you out of the room to the hall, but maybe I can even take you out."

"Outside, it's much easier to escape than here."

At least outside, Shen Qiuze didn't have the ability to deploy manpower everywhere, but in this manor, he was able to deploy manpower everywhere, and it was impossible to escape no matter what.

Wu Chu's chin was forced to lift up, and his eyes stared at Shen Qiuze in front of him like icy scum.

Shen Qiuze smiled slightly, and said in a hoarse voice as if talking to himself, "Let me guess why you are in such a hurry."

"Is it because tonight is New Year's Eve, and you agreed to spend it with that Yin Jin?"

"Even if we can't get through together, you still have to send a message to tell him he's safe?"

Shen Qiuze paused for a moment, he pinched Wu Chu's chin with some strength, and calmly said: "Actually, just tell me."

"Anyway, you lived together for three months, and he took care of you for so long, how could I not give you face?"

Speaking of this, he tilted his head slightly, and motioned to the person who was fiddling with the projection over there to do it. Not long after, a video with low resolution but still clearly recognizable faces was projected on the screen.

Shen Qiuze forced Wu Chu's jaw to the other side, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Look at it carefully."

Wu Chu looked at the video on the curtain, and his pupils suddenly dilated. On the curtain was a street scene. A man in a black coat stood beside the car with a cold expression, as if he was talking about something with the blond man in front of him.

Not long after, the man opened the door, as if driving somewhere alone.

That is Yin Jin.

It's just that the expression is full of hostility, and the temperament of the whole body looks extremely sharp, like a sharp knife that has been pried out.

Shen Qiuze smiled in his ear and said, "The blond man in front of him is a veteran who dares to cheat."

"Know why I know?"

He said maliciously, "Because I found them before Yin Jin."

Wu Chu's chest heaved a few times, staring fixedly at the person in front of him, listening to Shen Qiuze continue to say maliciously: "Tell me, how am I going to kill him?"

Wu Chu suddenly reached out and swung the person in front of him onto the sofa, staring at him with a horrified expression, "If you dare to let him have an accident."

"Believe it or not, I drove those two nails on his calf into your brain?"