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He held Fang Man's face in his hands, kissed him quickly on the forehead, and then stepped back.

The familiar young man leaned against the glass wall, tilting his head and chuckling.

"That brother will answer my question first."

21:14:44

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The eyelashes behind the lens trembled slightly, despite the violent heartbeat, he closed his eyes, tried his best to adjust the excessively rapid breathing sound like the heartbeat, suppressed his emotions, and calmed down his words.

"It's you."

He struggled to spit out the words stuck in his throat.

"You are more important, I will save you."

"Brother, tell the truth, don't lie to me."

Facing Yan Zheng's scrutinizing gaze, Shi Fangman sighed and repeated it again.

"You are more important."

"Is it true?"

"Yes."

He laughed lowly, a contented laugh mixed with an ambiguous and gentle breath.

"Is that so?"

"Brother is always like this, I will soften my heart..."

"So, tell me where is she?"

"She's safe now. I'll tell you. Compared to this, don't you have any other questions you've been wanting to ask?"

He said lightly: "This is the only chance. Whatever brother asks, I will tell the truth."

Shi Fangman pursed his lips: "I heard about your family, Shi Hao told me that Yan Li was framed by you."

"Yes."

"why?"

"Because I want more, I have the ambition to control the Yan family, but he blocked the way."

"You're not just that kind of person..."

Shi Fangman hesitated and said, "Is there anything else you want to tell me about your mother?"

Yan Zheng felt his whole heart soften, Shi Fangman was always poking him where he was most defenseless.

He now believes that Shi Fang is full of preference for himself, so he naturally thinks of things that others can't think of.Such a little knowledge made him grin the corners of his mouth, squint his eyes and smile happily.

"At that time, she had already intended to die, so she wrote two suicide notes. One was simple and the other was very long. It was not so much a suicide note as a letter to me."

"She once thought about jumping off a building, but in another letter, she said that she decided to wait for me to grow up and then leave cleanly, sleep in the water and let the water take away the blood, and arrive in another world beautifully."

"Yan Li hastened my mother's death and even hid that letter."

"That's it."

Yan Zheng said in a light tone: "We hate each other."

"I hate many people, my father, my stepmother, my brother who doesn't know anything, and the servant who helps Yan Li bully me. Now, the only person I like in this world is you."

"Brother likes me to some extent, right? But why did you follow Wenbai that day?"

He looked at Shi Fangman sadly with hurt eyes.

"Leave without hesitation, I can't find you no matter what."

"Why hide?"

"I regret it, I shouldn't test you, I want to see you, I want to talk to you."

"But I can't find anyone, no matter what, no matter what I do,..."

"Can't find it."

The man and the weeping young man looked at each other, silent, and only replied hoarsely after a long time.

"Like is not the most important thing in life. If you indulge in it once, it will bring misfortune to you."

"Obviously you can have a more normal and relaxed life, isn't it?"

"So brother just hides like this selfishly? If I didn't threaten you with words, how long would you have been hiding from me?"

"I thought, you accepted the ring, we agreed,"

He bowed his head and kissed the intertwined ring carefully, sincerely and piously.

"Can't you understand my feelings for my brother? I won't stop, I will keep going. I can't hide from you. I will always be by your side."

"Regardless of the benefits, regardless of the impact on my life."

"I can't give up, the only thing that can stop me is death."

"Brother, don't hide from me anymore, I will wait here for your return."

"I'll always be waiting for you."

"As long as you promise, I will send Wen Bai back to her home safely soon."

Behind the closet, Wen Bai curled up weakly, her waist-length hair was scattered and wrapped around her body, she raised her eyes to see the darkness in front of her, she agreed when she listened, she tried all her strength to struggle, but she couldn't Way to make a little noise.

The girl cried helplessly, tears falling on the tape that sealed her mouth.

She begged Fangman in her heart not to leave, but she clearly heard footsteps getting farther and farther away, and disappeared completely with a heavy door knock.

There was a slight movement in the bathroom, and Wen Bai raised his heart in his throat, remembering the last words Yan Zheng said.

"This is the last chance."

He cut his wrist without hesitation, put the bleeding hand into the water, and counted the time one by one.

"Sixty, 61..."

"One hundred and five... 120..."

According to the results of several experiments on Wen Bai, the amount of bleeding within 5 minutes is still tolerable when cut with the same force, but the bleeding speed will be faster in water, and it may only take a shorter time.

Blood color filled the water, he counted, just like what he told Shi Fangman, he stayed here and waited obediently.

If he doesn't come back, Yan Zheng will bandage himself and send out those photos.

The person he likes doesn't want to be with him, so don't want it, destroy it all, and leave nothing behind.

"I'm not happy. If he's not around, there will be an empty space here."

"He will always make me soft-hearted. From the beginning to the end, I have been patient, because I want to make him happy when I am with him, but this is the last chance."

"In the future, even if everything I do and every word I say hurts him, I won't let him go. The only thing that can stop me is death."

"170 one...170 two..."

Yan Zheng's lips began to turn pale, just like what he saw on Wen Bai, and his whole body became weaker as the bleeding increased.

His hands and feet were cold, his strength was ripped away from his body, and he began to feel dizzy before his eyes. He could see the bandages and the mobile phone within a short distance, and stretched out his other good hand to hold it in the palm of his hand.

The left hand immersed in the water is covered by a touch of blood, and the small diamonds on the underwater ring are dotted with pink waves, which is strange and romantic.

Yan Zheng had never seen such a scenery before, and gradually became obsessed with it.

With his ears turned sideways, he couldn't hear Wen Bai's movement. He locked the wardrobe door from the outside with his own hands, and she couldn't get out.

He never expected that girl to come out to save others. He hurt her without any sense of guilt. He just felt that it was a emptiness, a little wave that could cause waves.

Cruelly dragging others into pain is not necessarily for happiness and satisfaction, he just wants to destroy something too much, but he is reluctant, so he is forced to endure while venting his anger through others.

But soon, maybe it won't be like that anymore.

Use destruction instead of possession, completely crazy, more reluctant than anyone else, and feel happier and more satisfied than anyone else.

He wants to get that person completely, this idea has not changed, and he will do anything for it, even if you are in pain, I still need it.

"230 one..."

He pulled out his wet left hand from the blood-stained pink water, a sharp knife wound was soaked white by the water, but it still didn't stop for a moment, and dark red blood flowed out.

Wait a second and give Shifang another 30 seconds.

He still wanted to wait a little longer, maybe that person would come back.

Can wait a little longer, he judged grimly,

But the fingers loosened weakly, and the bandage fell silently into the water.

There is a clock downstairs. When Shi Fangman found it, it had stopped moving, and it was placed on the sofa with a thick layer of dust, so it was also covered with dark dust, and the original clock could hardly be seen. color.

But its appearance was very familiar to Shi Fangman, a disk like the sun, exactly the same as in memory.

He tore off a rag, soaked it in some water and wiped the clock carefully.

The gate was open, and only the bare trunk and branches of the huge sycamore tree were left. In the soil at the bottom of the tree, there were dry leaves, gray and black, with a thick layer, gloomy and silent.

No movement could be heard upstairs, and the cold air flowed in silently from the door, and he held the rag that was getting colder.

Wipe off the dust on the surface of the clock with your hands, revealing the yellow-brown metallic luster.

Shi Fangman hung the cleaned clock on a relatively clean wall facing the gate, and wanted to leave, but couldn't take a step, feeling uneasy in his heart, with a premonition that he was standing on the edge of a cliff.

Whether to advance or retreat, to be safe or to fall, silently counting down the countdown, waiting for his choice.

"Bang..."

The crying girl raised her head in the darkness.

Footsteps passed by in a hurry, she pricked up her ears, heard the sound of splashing water being disturbed, and heard Yan Zheng's weak but contented low laugh.

"As I said, I will wait here for your return."

When she heard Fangman's trembling voice, she was full of guilt and heartache, so she immediately jumped up and opened the cabinet door to tell him.

Yan Zheng did it on purpose, he made it up, he won't die, it's not your fault, he just wants you to compromise.

It's just the initial madness in a plan, he just wants to get you by any means, no matter what the price is, to kill or destroy you.

All her words were blocked in the tape, sobbing, unable to say a word, listening to the gentle man anxiously leading Yan Zheng away, pushing open the heavy door, and they went away together.

She didn't have time to say anything.

In my memory, it was Yan Zheng