gangster

Liang Yuan was woken up by a slap in the face.

This is a basement without a ray of light and without temperature.It seemed that there was a rotten and sticky smell climbing up from his bound fingertips, seeping into the blood of his bones.

The person who slapped him was standing in front of him, but he couldn't see him clearly.

Liang Yuan remembered that he had just parted with Qiu Ming before he was knocked out. He really didn't want Qiu Ming to touch the secret that he couldn't mention. he. After 10 minutes, he confirmed that his choice was correct----in the northern city in midwinter, the night was so cold that he lost consciousness in sudden severe pain, but before he closed his eyes, all he thought of was The eyes of that person.

Those who have the chance to win, condescending, compassionate, and remorseful, but why can't they remember the look in his loving eyes?

This might be the last day of his life.

Liang Yuan thought about it, and opened his mouth slightly, slowly the smell of blood came out like an arrogant nightmare, his voice was terribly hoarse: "Your Han family wants me to die, you can...unless there is evidence, otherwise I will not admit it."

Another more vicious slap.Liang Yuan heard the hoarse and haggard rubbing sound of the cervical spine, and there was a humming and roaring sound in his ears, like the loud noise of a train whizzing past his ear canal.

"I said... I want evidence."

When the light came on, Liang Yuan closed his eyes uncomfortably, but the pain was so painful that he was about to shed tears.

"This time there is no Han Huang to protect you, he is accompanying Ji Xunran in the hospital."

Han Lin was dressed in casual attire, apparently at home, with a relaxed expression, as if he was just catching up with an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.Han Lin's bodyguards were quietly rubbing their hands, as if the slaps just now were too hard and hurt their hands.At this time, Han Lin brought the black file bag that Han Wang had not received before to Liang Yuan who was tightly bound, and then let go, watching the file bag fall on the wet ground with a smile on his face, and the paper inside was flying around. fly.Liang Yuan didn't even look at it. Even though he was tied behind his back on the cold and hard chair and couldn't move, and the corner of his broken mouth had already started to bleed, he still didn't rush or even bother to defend himself.He lowered his eyes and saw the contents of the folder scattered all over the place, and he wanted to laugh very much.But when he focused on a photo of a young man stuck to the ground by sewage, Liang Yuan suddenly opened his eyes wide, his blood-stained lips trembled violently, and a drop of blood flowed into his eyes: " Impossible, I clearly..."

Han Lin smiled: "Obviously well protected?"

Liang Yuan closed his mouth, licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes fixed on the photo seemed to be bleeding, and the sea of ​​blood was surging deep in his pupils, and he didn't squeeze out a word when he arrived.Han Lin looked down at Liang Yuan for a while, and then spoke lazily, like a sharp knife sharpened on Liang Yuan's heart: "Actually, I've been thinking about why you are liked by Han San? What are you capable of? ?”

The words "He De He Neng" were like sharp knives piercing his self-esteem and pride, Liang Yuan finally couldn't stare at the photo anymore.Hot blood and tears flowed from the corner of the mouth to the neck, and then slowly flowed into the chest.Just like the love he had struggled for a long, long time, was extinguished like this.

"I know that time when Han San San lost his temper before. That kidney must be a kidney used by a man."

As Han Lin said, he calmly looked at Liang Yuan whose face was convulsed involuntarily due to the pain: "It's almost time, Han San should be here."

Han Lin has always had the mind of a fortune teller, and there was a messy noise getting closer and closer outside the door. Han Lin smiled tolerantly, shaking his head as if seeing his ignorant child running to mischief again.After a few minutes of fighting, someone finally knocked open the door with his body, and sawdust flew, scratching the corner of Liang Yuan's teary eye.

Han Wang saw Liang Yuan, who was hanging his head on the chair, stunned and terrified as if seeing his home being set ablaze. When he came to his senses, he broke through the pull of the bodyguard and rushed directly to Han Lin, punching Han Lin's body with a fist. Face: "Damn! How fucking dare you!"

Liang Yuan could only hear the chaos amidst the roaring sound. Someone tore off the bloody rope on his wrist, then picked him up and held him in his arms, and kept wiping his blood-stained face with his sleeve: "I'll come!" I’m here, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid.”

But the trembling voice was clearly fear, and this fear only rarely appeared when Han Huang felt as if he was about to lose Liang Yuan: "Let's go, let's go now!"

Liang Yuan only felt her heart beating violently, and then suddenly stopped for a few seconds, as if she had forgotten that it should be alive.In fact, what he was most afraid of just now was not that he would die, but the moment he heard Han Lin say that Han Wang was with Ji Xunran.He was afraid that this was true, that he would not come back, and even more afraid that he would never come again.

For a person who has never relied on others, I have long been used to you hugging me, Han Wan.How scary.

"That kidney, have you asked him clearly?" Han Lin's speech was a little unclear, and he wiped the blood that snaked down the corner of his mouth with his cuff, just as a private doctor came to bandage him.He was not angry at all, and even seemed to have a hint of unexplained joy: "You can hurt me because of him, but should you confirm who your lover is in love with?"

Han Wang's hands froze, and Liang Yuan felt it clearly.A drop of blood flowed from his chin to Han Wang's palm, and it was so hot that Han Wang's fingers trembled.

Han Wang knows that although Han Lin is ruthless and insidious, he does not lie.After all, it was Liang Yuan who lied back then, and he hasn't told the truth until now.Liang Yuan has been keeping things from him all along, accident after accident and concealment again and again, which have polished his confidence and love from the very beginning.

Under the cover of lies, there are either flowers or scars.

And there has never been romance between them, and happiness without a little deception.

Liang Yuan knew that Han Huang was wavering.The only wavering thing for Han Wang, who doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back, is all Liang Yuan's concealment.

It was noisy here, but Liang Yuan felt that everything was completely silent.

"I promised you not to ask about the kidney. I only ask you about October 1998, 10. Is it really the anniversary of your parents' death?"

As Han Wang said, he hugged Liang Yuan and leaned against the chair leg: "You can say yes or no. Don't lie to me, please."

This bloody word [seek].

Han Wang's first and only request in his life.

Liang Yuan swallowed a mouthful of blood from his swollen throat with difficulty, and nodded even harder.

"……no."

Han Wang's icy eyes seemed to be shattered suddenly, and the indestructible trust and protection of the faith that he loved so much was shattered in an instant.

"So, this is someone else's birthday?"

……yes.

This answer seemed to come from vain, Liang Yuan was so dazed that he didn't know if he said it from his own mouth.He only saw the hurt and pained expression of that child Han Huan on the opposite side, the man with strong bones was full of tears like this, looking at him in disbelief.

"Someone else's... birthday."

From the ruthless colonel who met for the first time, to the third young master who gradually became gentle after learning, to Han Juan who shed a tear for him now.Which one is the appearance that I love at first, or in fact, every appearance of him is the appearance that he is nostalgic for.He has always been playful, he loves any kind of Han Huang.

Love?

In the age when drugs were food, blood was wine, and flesh and blood were pillows.Love is when you mix a glass of Bloody Mary with your own hands, mix it with the poison you have never used on others, bring it to my lips with a smile, and then gently feed me to drink it.

Han Wang supported the ground with one hand, and stood up unsteadily.

"So you are really from the Wan family."

"……Yes."

"So I've been trying to protect a traitor for so long."

"……Yes."

"So you don't love me, just because you love someone else."

"..."

Liang Yuan's blood-stained lips trembled violently. He did not know when his eyes filled with tears were staring at the blood-red Han Wang, until the blood that had flowed into his nasal cavity flowed out again with his breathing.He was suffocated by the blood, and his thin lips, which were closed like butterfly wings, only had the strength to open them. He wanted to say that word of love, and he especially wanted to say that word of love in front of Han Huang.But just such a word, such a simple syllable, was completely lost in the blood flow.

With that said, his life seemed to have settled down.

Han Wang stared at Liang Yuan's bloody and tearful eyes, and gently wiped them off with his cuff, as if he was afraid of hurting him: "You say a word of love now, and I don't care about anything. I'll take you away, Go far away, I don't want anything, I just want you. Okay?"

good or not?

Liang Yuan opened his mouth, and the sound of broken air flow came from deep in his throat.The revolving images in his mind slowly made him lose the strength to open his mouth: Han Wang locked himself on the bed for several days and nights; The collar asked him if he was a ghost; Han Wang slapped him hard and asked him why he lied to him; Han Wang let himself be shot; I was there, but every time I gave him pain and despair.

"Third Young Master... I never wanted your love."

Liang Yuan said, liberation is actually a matter of one sentence.He was overwhelmed by this love entwined with blood and hatred, and today was his first breath.

Han Wang's hands suddenly lost strength, and after putting down Liang Yuan's body, he staggered a few steps. He stood on the spot, trembling as if he was in a bone-chilling detention, and then collapsed against the wall as if he had collapsed.Lu Jingfei quickly came over to support him, only then did he feel that Han Huang's body was shaking violently, and his hands were terribly cold.

"I do not believe."

As he spoke, a full, hot tear hit his blood-stained arm: "Obviously... I was the one who met first."

That man who is as majestic as a god, will he still protect me?But do gods cry too?Does he also find it difficult to fulfill other people's wishes?

In a trance, Liang Yuan thought about these words repeatedly, his hard and cold throat convulsed. For the first time, he experienced the joy of telling the truth. He felt that it was good to be alive.

He heard Han Wang's last words.

"I don't want to love you anymore."

His voice trembled and choked.Liang Yuan never knew that a man's cry could be so sad.

"This person, from now on, has nothing to do with me."

The author has something to say: I recommend Dakar's "That inferior feeling", which can be eaten together with this chapter~

☆, chaos

Liang Yuan was thinking about his chaotic and desolate 22 years in a trance, thinking that when he was a child, he felt that the most painful thing in the world was that he had no parents anymore; Finally, he was no longer afraid of anything, and he attained enlightenment.But he has armor and weakness, and since then he has smiles and tears.

Obviously, if I hurt you, I will hurt, but I still do everything possible to torture you, probably just hope that you can only stay by my side.

This is my pitiful and hateful love for you, Han Juan.

He passed out and woke up again.He couldn't see his eyes or hear. He didn't know what happened to him. He only remembered that after that day, someone covered his head with a black cloth, and then several people roughly dragged him into the car.He drove for a long time, so long that he thought that he would never reach the end until he died.But the car stopped suddenly, he heard the sound of the iron door opening, he heard the roar and distorted laughter from a distance, and finally he heard the voice of the bodyguard: "Mr. You are dead. He is seriously ill, so please take care of him."

[Take care] These two words are bitten very hard, as if Liang Yuan's life is in the root of that person's teeth, and he has to chew it to pieces.Then two people held his arms and dragged the limp Liang Yuan down, and then two strong people held his arms and shoulder blades and dragged him away, as if they were leading him step by step to hell.

It was as if the flames were burning the bones.

Purgatory can still be redeemed, but there will never be peace in hell.

The nervous laughter and roars that got closer and closer finally made Liang Yuan understand something—fear flooded like magma, and he began to struggle, trying to get rid of the black cloth on his head.But someone always pushed him back hard, and then said with a vicious smile: "Ordinary people can't come to this place, but if you go in, don't even think about getting out."

An inaudible sob was finally buried in Liang Yuan's throat, and no one could hear it anymore.

Han Juan, the greatest pain I have suffered in this life is all because of you.This is your love, this is what you call love.If I could see you again, I would rather scratch my face and break my legs than be with you.

My life is never up to me.Just follow me this time, okay?

In November, the first snow finally fell.Logically speaking, the snow shouldn't be this big.But it may be that if it doesn't fall, that person won't be able to see such a heavy snow.

The fire in the tea room was beating, and there were three cups of green tea on the square wooden table.Lu Xiaoyu jumped up against the table, the tea surface was turbulent, and the veins on his neck burst out: "You just let Han Lin like this? You don't know your big brother's ruthlessness, do you?"

Han Juan looked down at the swaying liquid surface on the table, his voice was still indifferent: "Then do you think Liang Yuan is not ruthless?"

He has always been so cold and ruthless, but this indifference is different from before.He used to regard human life as trivial and the law as waste paper, but now in his eyes, it seems that there is no human life, no law, and no human taste at all.Lu Xiaoyu's nose suddenly became sore: Liang Yuan's fate is not up to him, everyone is using him to play tricks on him.Finally someone loves him, but in the end that person doesn't care about him anymore.

Dong Qian pulled Lu Xiaoyu's sleeve, seeing that he was still staring at Han Wang without moving, so he pulled hard: "Sit down! It's your turn to talk about the Han family's affairs?" Lu Xiaoyu then sat down angrily. Next, the eyes staring at Han Wan have turned red: "You don't look like a person now, Han Wan. You are not a fucking person anymore."

Han Wang said: "When I kill someone, I am no longer human."

This warm fire and fragrant tea can cost tens of thousands of dollars in a few sips.Lu Xiaoyu suddenly became disgusted: this little money is nothing in their eyes.However, if it is placed in an ordinary family, it may be the gift money of a girl, the tuition fees of college students for several years, the savings of a hard-working person's life, or even life-saving money for seriously ill patients.

"...Fuck, they're all disgusting capitalists."

Lu Xiaoyu muttered and rubbed her eyes.Dong Qian said indifferently: "You have what you have in your life. The world is not fair. Some people are born with disabilities and some have a golden spoon in their mouths. You can control it?" Lu Xiaoyu turned to look at Dong Qian, as if the next moment would Can goug a piece of flesh out of him.Dong Qian was not annoyed, and handed the tea to Lu Xiaoyu: "I'm right, you can't control it and you can't control it. Just be your noble son, and that's fine."

The air suddenly cooled down, and the fingertips also cooled down bit by bit.

At this time, Han Wang said: "The military project encountered a bottleneck, I have to go to Shenyang. The business is entrusted to Lu Jingfei, you can help me look at it." Dong Qian smiled and said: "What about the dynasty? Who will give such a large property to? gone?"

Han Wang's hand under the table twitched invisibly: "Excuse me, there is no other good candidate."

Dong Qian smiled even more: "You don't worry about Qiu Ming?"

There was a sudden tremor and dull pain deep in Han Lu's chest, as if even thinking of that person was torture.

Loved so much that we both burned, and ended up being nothing but ashes.

What Han Wang didn't say is that as long as Qiu Ming is still around, Liang Yuan will always worry about Qiu Ming's safety, even if he wants to run, he won't run away.

He is Han Huang, the third son of the dignified Han family.Even if it is torture, others cannot know that it is torture.

Lu Xiaoyu sneered: "Liang Yuan loves the wrong person, you are an egomaniac. You think you give him the best, but do you know what he really wants?"

Han Wang finally stopped answering.

"do not talk."

He covered his face with his hands, and the hot breath he exhaled made him tremble slightly.He tried hard to control it for a long time, and finally fell back on the back of the chair as if defeated, with a trembling voice: "...Don't talk about him, please."

The heavy snow was blowing one after another, and the white air exhaled by the passers-by was like a dream.

Winter has really come, I thought it was still in the summer when I just met you.Like sometimes I forget why I approached you in the first place.It seems to want to use you, it seems to doubt you, and it seems to discover the novelty of the prey.Until one day when I woke up, I suddenly remembered why I was close to you.

In fact, at first I just wanted to ask you with a smile, can I know you?

Because you look good when you smile, I want to know you.

The cup of coffee in the palm of the person was warmed, but no one came to drink coffee.

This is a winter without Liang Yuan and Han Wan.

The two separated like this.When they are together, many people think that they should not be together, but when they are separated, many people think that they should not be separated.

Lu Xiaoyu tried every means to find out which psychiatric hospital Liang Yuan was sent to, but the Han family was naturally tight-lipped, and it was even more impossible for others to know his whereabouts.This person was as abrupt as his arrival, as if he had never appeared before.

The days without Han Wan and Liang Yuan flew by quickly, half a month passed in the blink of an eye.It was snowing half a month ago when Han Wang left Beijing for Shenyang, and now it is snowing when Lu Xiaoyu drags Dong Qian to Dynasty.

The dynasty is still a dynasty, but the country has changed.

The doorman opened the door when he saw a guest coming, only to see Lu Xiaoyu and Dong Qian walking in one after the other.Stepping on the soft and intricately decorated carpet, she walked to the elevator door, just as the elevator door opened, she ran into Luo Huo coming out of it.

Luo Huo, who had just recovered from his serious injury, still looked a little grim. When he saw Lu Xiaoyu, he was suddenly startled: "Lu, Mr. Lu? Mr. Dong?"

Lu Xiaoyu didn't care what Luo Huo was doing down there, grabbed him by the collar of his suit and dragged him back to the elevator, then quickly pressed the button on the 32nd floor, a group of bodyguards dared not follow without orders.But the shrewd Luo Huo obviously expected such a doom, so he spoke first: "I really don't know where Boss Liang has gone. If I knew, I would have been silenced!"

There is a mirror in the elevator, and Lu Xiaoyu can see that she has a fierce look on her face: "Then I'll look for Qiu Ming, is he there? Call me back if he's not there!"

The perennially indifferent Dr. Dong Da patted Lu Xiaoyu on the shoulder: "Manager Luo just happens to be a little bit more frightening than you. Besides, Liang Yuan has been his boss for several years. If he knew where he was, how could he not go to rescue him?"

Lu Xiaoyu, who eats salty radishes all the year round and is not worried, is silent and stares at the elevator to the 32nd floor.When the three of them walked out together, they could see the darkness on the 32nd floor like a sunken corridor.

Liang Yuan has walked past here countless times.But now, he may never be able to come here again.

Qiu Ming was smoking a cigarette against the wall opposite Room 3201.

Lu Xiaoyu stood in front of the elevator door and looked at Qiu Ming, who was proficient in smoking, but what he remembered was the youthful and stubborn look he had when he first came to Dynasty and followed Liang Yuan.Like the new spring grass, like the new leaves after the rain, it is so clean and clear that it is incompatible with this place.

It seems that the person who was dazzling and magnificent when he first appeared on the stage has disappeared now.

Sensing someone coming, Qiu Ming turned his head to see Lu Xiaoyu and the others.With a calm expression, he held a half-smoked cigarette between his fingertips: "There are no old friends here, do you want to come?"

Lu Xiaoyu said: "Luo Huo is understandable, but you really don't know where he is? Obviously you were with him the day Liang Yuan was kidnapped by Han Lin."

The soot trembled slightly, and all of it fluttered and fell on Qiu Ming's shiny crocodile leather shoes.His eyelashes drooped, showing for the first time a cracked emotion.

"I was knocked unconscious from behind. When I woke up, Boss Liang was gone, and now I still have sequelae of concussion."

That was the last time he saw Liang Yuan.At that time, Liang Yuan was thin, trembling, helpless, and even desperate.He hugged him, but before he could comfort him, he was never seen again.

"Actually, I always feel that Boss Liang is not like someone sent by Wan Shi. If he really is, Wan Shi really doesn't care about him?"

Since he intends to fight against the Han family, he must not be afraid of offending the Han family.And Liang Yuan is a very heavy bargaining chip, will they throw it away easily?

Will not.

Qiu Ming thought so, the first person who came to question Liang Yuan's whereabouts was actually Lu Xiaoyu.

Both sides fell into a long silence.

The smoke ring gradually dissipated, as if a dream was about to wake up.Lu Xiaoyu looked at the outline of the smoke ring and said faintly: "Yesterday Ji Xunran called me to ask me where Han Wang was, and she suddenly couldn't contact him. I said I didn't know, maybe Han Wang was Go find Liang Yuan." After finishing speaking, Lu Xiaoyu closed her eyes: "I don't know if it's right, anyway, I don't want Han Huang to marry a woman he doesn't love or even wants to kill. He is the one who is round, but he is also the one who loves Liang Yuan the most."

Even though Liang Yuan is a man, even though Liang Yuan is no longer around.

Or maybe, never come back.

This day is the No. 17 day after Liang Yuan disappeared.It has been snowing heavily these past few days, and Han Shan hates snowy days the most.

She was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room at home, teasing the several-month-old fold-eared cat as usual, but she was obviously a little absent-minded today.Outside the window, the north wind was blowing heavy snow with goose feathers, and the white storm seemed to sweep across the entire clean and dirty city. She couldn't see her own reflection on the glass clearly.

In fact, she has never seen herself clearly, not since she was a child.When she was very young, she liked her childhood sweetheart. She wanted to be nice to that boy and let him like her.But then she ruined that boy's life with her own hands, because he still didn't like her, he was just afraid of her.

Han Shan has always been such a domineering and arrogant woman.Her family is rich and beautiful, her thinking is quick and logical, and everyone admires her and even worships her.

But she was never happy.

Han Shan is 15 years old, and her childhood sweetheart Huan Ziwen is 16 years old.The night when she castrated him with her own hands was also such a heavy snowfall, and she was more frightened than Huan Ziwen in the pool of blood.

With such terrible criminal power since he was a child, Han Shan felt that he should be hacked into pieces.

Suddenly the fold-eared cat meowed softly, as if Han Shan had scratched her.Han Shan came back to his senses and hugged it into his arms. At this time, Wan Liu also came over with a book and sat beside her, and then pushed her glasses with a habitual smile: "I was in a daze again, and I was still wearing a small skirt Sitting by the window, it's so cold."

As he said that, the tall and straight man knelt down on one knee, sandwiched the book in his hand between his stomach and thighs, and then gently draped the mink coat on her body: "I guess you are thinking about your childhood, right?"

Han Shan was slightly ashamed.She was rarely shy or silent, except for Wan Liu.

Wan Liu's slender fingers pointed at the tip of Han Shanting's nose, smiling innocently and lovingly: "You're still like a little girl, get up and sit on the bed."

Han Shan got up from the ground holding the folded-eared cat. At this moment, Wan Liu said suddenly: "I sent someone to the hospital today, and Tang Yu's operation failed."

Han Shan paused, Wan Liu supported her, and said in a steady and calm tone as usual: "The person is dead. The hospital issued a death notice, and I sent my subordinates to bring the body back yesterday."

Han Shan's temples twitched, and he was so shocked that he felt dizzy.Wan Liu continued: "This matter must be kept secret, especially to Liang Yuan. Although he is in now, Han San will definitely not let him go, and it will be sooner or later to rescue him, so Tang Yu is our only bargaining chip."

Han Shan suddenly felt that she was too cruel to Liang Yuan, but she couldn't be kind, kindness is the talent of the strong.

Wan Liu hugged her and sat on the edge of the bed, and kissed her face that was still very beautiful and charming after removing makeup: "And get Ji Xunran and Han San together as soon as possible, Liang Yuan will be more obedient if he gives up."

...This gentle scum.

Han Shan was thinking, but Han Lin's handsome and sinister face suddenly appeared in his mind.

This is the real scum.Han Shan thought.

☆ long-cherished wish

This is the fourth time that Han Shan returned to the Han family after marrying into the Wan family.It's just a few times, but every time I can meet Han Lin who also doesn't go home very much.

This disgusting fate.

The first time was when Han Lin kidnapped her and tied her in the bedroom and asked her why she wanted to marry Wan Shi.He didn't let him go until Wan Liu came to the door with someone holding a gun.

Han Shan knocked on the door of the Han residence and walked in.The courtyard was covered with silver, and the snow fell heavily, and it was as white as Han Lin's white hair on the night she got married.

The second time was when Wanliu was recruited by Han Linyin to the point where she was almost destroyed. She returned to Han's house to find Han Lin.The two met on the stairs, she didn't say anything, he didn't explain anything.There is a staircase between her and him, but she feels that this is the only gap in the world that she cannot cross.

Han Shan quietly walked into the corridor full of roses and lilies of the valley.He remembered that she only shed two tears that day, and he let Wan Liu go so easily.

The third time was the anniversary of the death of the old man of the Han family.Han Lin and Han Wang confronted each other, and Han Shan took Ji Xunran to avoid it.When she reached the end of the stairs and looked back, her eyes met Han Lin's.

Han Lin seemed determined to die that day.The Han family he guarded with all his heart, even if he destroyed it with his own hands, he wouldn't let Liang Yuan move a single hair.

This is Han Lin that Han Shan knows.He lived like a villain, but was born a lover.It is because of deep love that it appears sick.He loves the Han family, loves Han Huang, and also loves her.

Especially for her love, it is neither family nor friendship nor love.This kind of love confused her and made her more painful.The pain was even worse than the days when she just married Wan Liu.

The servant served Han Shan her favorite baked prawns with cheese. Just as someone was about to go upstairs to call Han Lin, Han Lin walked down from the second floor by himself.He obviously didn't know that Han Shan was here, and he looked very surprised.

The north in November has long been unbearably cold.However, Han Shan was only wearing a cheongsam embroidered with dark red and black flowers, covered with a thick and luxurious snow-white velvet.

As strange as a ghost, as beautiful as a ghost.

Han Lin walked down the stairs and said, "It's snowing outside, isn't it cold?" Han Shan didn't answer, his long and slender legs crossed together, like a silent and fierce temptation.He pulled away the chair opposite Han Shan and sat down, crossed his fingers and propped his chin, and looked at her calmly: "It's rare to come back, do you have anything to tell me?"

Han Shan only wears bright red lipstick, which makes her look like a demon fox in Liaozhai.

"What I want to tell you, you won't want to listen."

Han Lin smiled, as if he suddenly remembered something, took out the gun from his belt and threw it on the table: "Sorry, I forgot to promise you not to bring a gun every time I see you."

The silence between the two seemed to be in tacit understanding, as if Wang Yang easily obliterated each other.At this time Han Lin said: "I know that Liang Yuan was written by you. It has nothing to do with the Wan family. It is purely your idea. So Han San always wanted to protect Liang Yuan, but it is a pity that Liang Yuan betrayed his trust. You know that Han San is so Proud man, he can't bear it."

Han Shan tapped on the mahogany table with his fingertips, and smiled: "I just want you to let Liang Yuan live. Putting a normal person in a mental hospital is not something a normal person can do."

Han Lin shrugged, with a cold smile unique to the Han family: "Yes, but the fact that Liang Yuan is a ghost is a certainty. There is no such cheap thing in the world. I am a businessman, not a benevolent person."

The servant opened the door and planned to go to the supermarket to buy ingredients for dinner.The moment the door was opened, there was a westerly wind blowing in snowflakes, which seemed to freeze her heart into ice in an instant.

There was a fragile sound in the heart, as if something was rustling down.

"...You have been like this since you were a child, Han Lin."

As if whispering, as if sighing: "Before you pay anything, you must negotiate the terms and set a good price. If you shed a drop of blood, others will die without a whole body."

You are like hot snow, you never compromise.

As Han Shan said, looking down at the plate of cold prawns in front of him, the fork pierced through the curly body of the prawns: "I don't care about the money, and it is impossible for me to let go of Wan's shares. I only have the name of Mrs. Wan, you Let's see."

Han Lin looked at her.In fact, he is a very handsome and refined man, and any woman would be red-faced and heart-beating when he stared at him like this.Only her, Han Shan, can be as calm as water.

Han Lin knew that she was an odd number, even a doomed one.

She said without changing her face: "Can't you compromise once?"

After a long time, it seems that the world has quieted down for a long time.The second hand of the clock on the wall moved unhurriedly, tick-tock like her passing breath.

The wind whistled outside the window, whistling and gentle.

"Okay, I compromise."

He replied, "I promised you I wouldn't let you down, I wouldn't let you down."

Han Shan got the answer he wanted, so he got up immediately and was about to leave.Han Lin suddenly stood up and quickly grabbed her thin wrist, then hugged her tightly into his arms: "We'll talk about private matters after we finish talking about business. Shan, I miss you very much."

Han Shan struggled, but she obviously couldn't. She could only grab Han Lin's shoulder with her sharp nails: "I don't want you, you are so disgusting."

Han Lin stopped suddenly, and soon there was blood seeping out of his shirt on his shoulder, but he didn't let go.

"I thought you gave me the first time, and every time in the future, it will be mine."

The moment he finished speaking, Han Shan's tears, which he had endured for a long time, suddenly fell.

tick.With an inaudible choking sound.

All the tears I've shed over the years are all for you.

— We owe each other eventually.

——We will eventually, the two do not recognize each other.

At four o'clock in the morning, Shenyang was still soundly asleep in the middle of winter.

Han Wang was awakened by a nightmare, and the corners of his eyes were still wet when he woke up.He was panting heavily, and his hands still maintained the posture in his dream that he wanted to hold Liang Yuan to prevent him from leaving.

In the first half month after Liang Yuan left, he didn't sleep well one day, he only slept for two or three hours a day, and he kept dreaming about Liang Yuan.

Laughing, crying, call him Mr. Han, covered in blood, Liang Yuan of various appearances.But no matter which Liang Yuan was, he would not stay in the end, and would leave him without looking back.

Han Wan picked up his phone and checked the time, it was [-]:[-], and it would be a long time before dawn.

Now he despaired when he saw it was dark, because it was still far away from dawn.

The sporadic stars outside the window gradually faded, and suddenly his mobile phone vibrated violently.He was startled, his intense hope was from that person.But immediately frustrated, then looked down at the phone screen: Han Shan.

Han Shan's voice on the other end of the phone was not as calm as before: "Yangping Mental Disease Hospital, Liang Yuan is there."

At first, Han Wan thought he heard it wrong: "Psychiatric hospital? Liang Yuan?"

Han Shan said: "Han Lin forcibly put him in a mental hospital. It's been almost a month, what do you think Liang Yuan will be tortured into?"

The moment she finished speaking, Han Wang heard a huge buzzing sound in his ear, and his eyes were as dark as if he had been hit by someone.He clutched his phone and covered his eyes for a while, then jumped up from the bed, pulled the coat hanging on the wall, opened the door and rushed out.The soldiers on duty didn't dare to ask or stop him. They saw Han Huang driving away, and then someone rushed to report to the commander that Colonel Han had escaped.But more people are still looking at each other—is this?how?

The car was driven unprecedentedly fast, and the ice and snow all the way broke through.Han Wang forgot to fasten his seat belt, and didn't bother to fasten it.A month of torment and pain was nothing compared to his horror at hearing the news.He slapped himself hard, his eyes were so red that he was about to bleed: if you betray me, you will betray me, if you betray the Han family, you will betray the Han family.I don't care, I don't care at all!My fault!It was all my fault for giving up on him!

——How will he be tortured?Do you still recognize me?the sinner?

Kissing him, loving and hating at the same time.Then I couldn't help wanting to hurt him, torture him, abuse him, and even kill him.

At first, Han Wang always thought that this kind of hatred might be another form of nostalgia, but now he realizes that he was totally wrong.

Because love is protecting, not hurting.

☆、Humanoid puppet

That day, Han Wang pointed a gun at the head of the director who refused to let Liang Yuan go out of the hospital in front of the director's office. headlines.At the same time, Lu Jingfei went directly to the so-called intensive care unit and brought him out, and several people escorted Liang Yuan into the car together.When passing the director's office on the road, Han Wang saw Liang Yuan who was surrounded by people walking but was still staggering. He was furious and shot directly at the wooden door behind the director.The director's exclamation was drowned in the noise of gunfire: "This is what your elder brother ordered me, and it has nothing to do with me, third young master." But Han Wang didn't listen to him, he just cared about the sawdust flying, and the incontinent doctor collapsed on the ground , the screams of the manic patients, who were even more excited by the gunfire, were deafening.

His hand holding the handle of the gun trembled slightly. He hated this hospital, and he hated himself even more.

Han Huang has never been a good person, and the love of gangsters has always been so indulgent and insolent.

Han Wang put away his gun and left the hospital, walked out of the gate and got into the car.Lu Jingfei had followed Han Huang's instructions to pick up Liang Yuan from the designated ward, and he knew that Liang Yuan was sitting in the car waiting outside at this time.It was the Liang Yuan whom he abandoned with his own hands but rescued with his own hands.

He gritted his teeth and forced blood every word: "Drive, let's go."

The car is like an arrow off the string, so fast that it makes people slightly dizzy.Han Wang sat beside Liang Yuan who was covered in heavy cotton clothes, and looked at him without blinking.

Time has passed, and I don't know what to say to you.

"... Liang Yuan."

Han Wang spoke with difficulty, his voice dry and hoarse.He reached out and pushed aside the thick scarf covering Liang Yuan's face: "I'm Han Wan, Liang Yuan?"

This is the former boss Liang Yuanliang who was in full bloom, with picturesque eyebrows and picturesque eyes, with every frown and smile so beautiful that it was a sin.

Han Wang looked at the man's obese and deformed face in shock: "Liang...Liang Yuan?"

He seemed to have gained dozens of catties in just one month, his eyes were so fat that there was only a slit left, and his hair was so long that it reached his shoulders to be extremely sloppy. This full of greasy feeling seemed to have given Han Wang a blow.He hugged Liang Yuan, raised his head in astonishment and asked Lu Jingfei what was going on.Lu Jingfei held the steering wheel and said, "It's like this in mental hospitals. Every day, patients are fed with hypnotics or hormonal drugs at regular intervals. Every day they wake up, eat, eat and sleep... So of course it became like this..."

Liang Yuan opened his eyes chaotically, the originally bright eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of cloud, and he opened and closed his mouth but couldn't speak.Han Ju almost burst into tears: "What do you want to say? Can you say it?"

The road was bumpy, and Liang Yuan's body was bumpy like a huge wave.

"Dead...dead..."

A broken and vain voice squeezed out of his mouth: "Please... let me die, die..."

This was undoubtedly the most painful moment in Han Wang's life.It's not because Liang Yuan is not good-looking