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Shen Qiuze raised his head and gasped for breath, but laughed, the black hair on his forehead was messed up, and the fine strands of hair stuck to his pale face. He stared at Wu Chu with a terrifying expression and said slowly: "It's all about him. ask for it."

The black-clothed bodyguard behind him silently stepped forward to support Wu Chu, and pressed him in front of Shen Qiuze.

Shen Qiuze, who saw blood on his collar, leaned over, held Wu Chu's face and smiled, "Tonight, New Year's Eve, it's not good to see too much blood."

"We won't watch it."

After all, the butler led his servants forward and turned off the video on the huge projection screen. Wu Chu stared at the screen that turned into darkness in an instant. ..."

He was firmly pressed down by the bodyguards behind him, and he was forced to look up. His whole body was like a string that was extremely tense, his face was pale but his eyes were red.

Shen Qiuze's eyes were dark, he was silent for a while, rubbed Wu Chu's chin with his fingertips and said softly: "Spend a good New Year's Eve with me."

"Don't push me, Wu Chu."

"I won't touch you, but he won't necessarily."

Wu Chu stopped struggling. He turned his head and didn't look at him. He just stared at the curtain motionlessly. His throat rolled violently a few times, and a little dry blood stained his pale face.

Shen Qiuze smiled slightly, raised his eyes to signal the bodyguard to let go, then took the hot towel brought by the housekeeper behind him, half-kneeled on the sofa with a serious expression, and dried the blood on Wu Chu's face seriously.

"I asked them to re-cook the dishes."

"After eating, we will watch the fireworks."

Wu Chu was silent, lowering his eyes to feel the touch of a soft warm towel on his face. The force of the wipe seemed to be treating some precious and fragile treasure.

The man himself was stained with blood on his neck, earbones and collar, but he didn't seem to be able to see it. He only focused on the blood on Wu Chu's face with his dark eyes, as if he couldn't bear the blood on the clean boy in front of him.

Just hand over those dirty and filthy things to him, Wu Chu had better not even look at them.

Even if the blood was his own, he couldn't stand it.

More than half an hour later, the elegant and magnificent hall was served again, and all the servants waited quietly on both sides of the long table with their heads down.

In the whole hall, apart from some slight movements of eating, only Shen Qiuze's deep voice was left, other than that, the boy who was brave enough to pick up a candlestick and smash it on Shen Qiuze's head didn't say a word.

There were plenty of dishes on the long table, but almost no one touched the chopsticks. Shen Qiuze had anesthesia on the back of his head and stitches. Now that the anesthesia has faded, his whole body is disgusting, and his face is so pale that it is frightening.

But Wu Chu took a few sips of soup, and he quietly accompanied Wu Chu to drink a few sips of soup. When Wu Chu moved his chopsticks, he followed Wu Chu to move his chopsticks. , he still ate quietly with Wu Chu.

This is the New Year's Eve that he begged, even forced, from Wu Chu.

He cherishes it more than anyone else.

More than an hour later, the all-copper chandelier in the hall was shining brightly, the leftovers on the long table had been cleaned up by the servants, and Shen Qiuze also changed into clean clothes.

The hall was lit with aromatherapy. Shen Qiuze and Wu Chu were sitting on the soft and spacious sofa. The man with gauze on the back of his head raised his eyes slightly, looked at the pendulum clock in the hall, and said to Wu Chu beside him with curved lips, "There are still 13 minutes. It's just after twelve o'clock."

The last unfinished book was spread out on his knees, he raised his hand and rubbed Wu Chu's hair, and said softly with a smile in his eyes, "I haven't finished reading last time."

"I'll read it again, and when it's finished, it's almost time for the fireworks to go off outside."

Shen Qiuze turned his head to look at the silent Wu Chu, and said softly with tender eyes: "We have passed another new year."

The pendulum clock in the hall swayed little by little, and time passed slowly. The voice of the man reading in the hall was deep and magnetic, very light and soft, as if every word was gentle with the temperature of his lips and teeth, with a hint of ambiguity. To the ultimate love.

The hands of the pendulum clock gradually converged on the Arabic numeral twelve, and at the same time, thin and bright fireworks rose outside, and the sound of exploding was loud.

Amidst the din of the gorgeous fireworks, the man's deep and lingering voice sounded softly: "Jack took a last look at his lover, and he asked softly if the person in front of him could love him as before..."

The bright fireworks exploded violently, covering Shen Qiuze's voice completely, only the end of the words could be heard indistinctly, and the person leaning on the sofa looked towards the glass window of the dome of the hall.

The fireworks outside exploded in the night sky, lighting up the whole night sky for a few moments, golden and silver scattered in the whole night sky, as bright and gentle as if the whole Milky Way poured backwards.

Shen Qiuze closed the book on his lap, raised his head and said softly and hoarsely: "Happy New Year."

The dots of light from the fireworks were reflected in Wu Chu's eyes. Frightened by the colorful fireworks, he seemed to have lost a lot of his coldness, as if the two of them were leaning on the sofa and opened the curtains of the hotel. Looking at the rare fireworks in the city of S.

At that time, there were many high-rise buildings all around, covering up many fireworks in the city center, but Wu Chu still leaned on the sofa and looked at the fireworks outside the window seriously.

Today, the fireworks outside the window are grand and bright, without any cover, gently displayed in front of Wu Chu in the night sky.

Shen Qiuze held his hair from behind and said, "Does it look good?"

With his back turned to him, Wu Chu seemed to be stunned, and after a while he said with a strange expression: "It looks good."

Shen Qiuze rolled his eyes and said, "I'll let it go next year..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his head, as if he heard something, his face suddenly sank.

In the sparse tail of fireworks, a more powerful sound surrounded the entire manor—that was the sound of helicopter propellers.

Shen Qiuze's expression turned extremely ugly. He looked up at the lights projected by the helicopter surrounding the manor in the night sky outside, his dark eyes were full of haze, and he said to the bodyguard behind him horribly, "Take him to my room." .”

"The outside door is locked."

The bodyguards of the Shen family immediately forcibly brought Wu Chu up, and only Shen Qiuze, who was full of hostility, was left in the hall. He put on his coat, and walked quickly towards the door with a sullen expression.

At this point, how could he not know that he was surrounded by Yin Jin?

According to the information given by the blond man, Yin Jin would do something today, but the original plan was not such a big fight, but to cooperate with the blond man and quietly send someone in to capture Wu Chu.

Shen Qiuze set up good people in the place where Yin Jin set up a circle early, waiting for him to take the bait.

It turned out that Yin Jin's people did indeed act together with the blond man according to the original plan, and even Yin Jin himself drove to the original place under his surveillance according to the original plan.

However, under the current situation, Yin Jin must have learned something from somewhere, and even guessed who the blond man was working with, so he quietly played a scene with them.

On the surface, the plan was carried out according to the original plan, but behind the scenes, on New Year's Eve, it was concealed by the explosion of fireworks and directly parachuted onto the manor.

Shen Qiuze's expression was gloomy. The Shen family did not block the sky with one hand in Country S. No matter how powerful they were, they would make more enemies. Yin Jin's ability to obtain temporary flight airspace authority in Country S proved that someone must have hooked up with him.

The servant in front of him pushed open the door, and the cold wind blew in fiercely. Shen Qiuze stared indifferently at the propeller spinning in the distance in the air, making loud noises.

But so what?

This is country S, his territory.

Shen Qiuze said calmly to the housekeeper, "Call the police to come quickly."

His voice was cold, but he said with a bit of sternness: "By the way, tell the person who exploded, control the scope of the explosion, and don't scare Wu Chu."

If the crime of breaking and entering a private house is not enough, then what else?

The butler nodded respectfully, and quickly stepped back. Shen Qiuze was wearing a coat, staring at the helicopter airflow sweeping the flower garden in the manor in the distance.

Not long after, the helicopter's glare became brighter and brighter, and the steward walked over quickly, reporting to him in a low voice that he was ready, the open space behind the manor had been cleared, and now the blasting time had been set.

Shen Qiuze nodded indifferently, for some reason, his heart suddenly beat a little faster, as if something was strangling his heart, he seemed to feel something and turned his head slightly.

He saw a flurry of footsteps coming from the stairs, and then a bodyguard came down the stairs with a pale face, and said to him in a trembling voice: "Mr. Wu broke the glass of the entrance of your room..."

"Now on the roof of your room, if anyone approaches him, he will jump off..."

Shen Qiuze's room was on the second floor, and the southeast corner under the roof was not too far from the blasting site, but no one could guarantee that if Wu Chu really jumped, they would be able to bring him back without any loss.

Everyone in the manor can see how much Shen Qiuze attaches importance to this boy.

Shen Qiuze's face suddenly turned livid, and he suddenly turned around and walked towards the stairs in three strides and two strides, and even at the end, the sharp nerves pulled and hurt the back of his head, making him almost staggered and fell to the ground, so he could only hold on to the railing in embarrassment Gritting his teeth, he stepped up.

The door of his room was wide open, through the messy broken glass in the entrance, Shen Qiuze saw Wu Chu standing on the balcony railing staring at him.

In the cold wind, the airflow from the helicopter caused the soft pajamas on Wu Chu's body to rise and fall, his slightly long black hair floated on his eyebrows, and he looked at him with sharp eyes full of vigilance.

Shen Qiuze's forehead was covered with cold sweat, his eyes turned black, and there was a sharp buzzing in his ears. He managed to take a breath, and then said hoarsely to Wu Chu in front of him, "Come back."

Wu Chu was unmoved, and only held on to the railing tightly, staring at him with his back tensed.

Shen Qiuze looked at Wu Chu and said hoarsely, "I know you won't jump."

"You are forcing me and helping him delay time."

Wu Chu stared at him, and said in a calm voice, "Do you know how my mother died?"

He watched Shen Qiuze slowly approaching him slightly stagnant, his body stiffened.

Wu Chu leaned almost his whole body out of the railing. He leaned back slightly, staring at the helicopter in the air and said calmly, "She was imprisoned and forced to death by that bastard Wu Zongsheng."

His voice became softer and softer: "She spent almost the rest of her life in captivity."

Shen Qiuze's figure became more and more stiff, and his breathing seemed to be stagnant. He looked at Wu Chu who was very close to him, and Wu Chu, who could be grabbed with a stretch of hand, seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him at this moment.

Wu Chu's body leaned more and more out of the railing in front of him, and he raised his head and said in a hoarse voice, "She gave birth to her youngest son through all kinds of hardships, not to let her youngest son follow her old path."

She desperately wanted to give her little son a life, not for her little son to inherit those sufferings and tortures.

Wu Chu knew very well that Shen Qiuze would not let him go, but Shen Qiuze could force him, so why couldn't he force him?

In the next second, Shen Qiuze's eyes were shattered, and he suddenly climbed the railing and grabbed the corner of Wu Chu's waist and abdomen, followed Wu Chu and fell down.

During the rapid fall, he tightly protected Wu Chu in his arms, and fell heavily on the life-saving air mattress downstairs. There was a loud noise along with the explosion behind the manor.

The sound of the wind falling at a high speed disappeared, and the noise of the tide-like crowd rushed into his ears. Wu Chu's consciousness was a little fuzzy, and he could only hear the roaring voices and hurried steps of the bodyguard and the butler.

In a trance, he seemed to hear a trembling familiar voice: "Wu Chu..."

Wu Chu curled his fingertips a few times, and he thought vaguely that the voice seemed to be Yin Jin calling him...

"Wu Chu...you fucking..."

That voice seemed to be slightly choked with sobs, and it sounded a little uncontrollable collapse.

Wu Chu's curled fingertips stopped and did not move. He thought carefully in a daze, the thing calling him must not be Yin Jin.

How could Yin Jin scold the fuck?

There was chaos in front of the life-saving pad. The police, doctors, and all kinds of people gathered together. The medical staff kneeling on the ground forcefully opened Shen Qiuze's hands tightly wrapped around Wu Chu's waist, and separated the two. .

The place on the life-saving pad was covered in blood. The Shen family's housekeeper and several confidantes had pale faces. They couldn't imagine that Shen Qiuze had made a human pad right after the stitches were finished. He desperately threw Wu Chuhu in his arms and fell heavily on the pad. How serious will the injury be.

When the medical staff forcibly opened Shen Qiuze's hand, his stiff knuckles were still twitching, and he didn't seem to know whether he was struggling or what. When he was lying on the stretcher, his black hair was completely fused with the blood.

The hand that was tightly clasping the back of Wu Chu's head fell to the side of the stretcher, stained with falling snowflakes.

Amidst the long humming in his mind, Shen Qiuze's lips trembled on the stretcher, as if his consciousness was about to fall into the deep sea, and the last hazy soft words sounded in his ears.

"Jack took one last look at his lover, and he asked softly if the person in front of him could love him as much as ever..."

At the last moment of sinking into the deep sea of ​​consciousness, Shen Qiuze never got the answer.

The roaring ambulances were divided into two groups. In the other ambulance, Wu Chu opened his eyes in a daze, staring blankly at Yin Jin in front of him.

Wu Chu who was awakened by the sound of the ambulance murmured in confusion: "I seem to have dreamed of you."

"You call me fucking."

Yin Jin, who suppressed his emotions extremely deeply: "..."

I saw my lover jumping off the building with his ex-boyfriend in front of me. Maybe my lover's life and death are still in doubt, so he scolded me, what the hell happened?