The boss was picked up again!

Qingyang Lin tossed in his sleep, very disturbed, his brows knotted into knots, crying out in pain.

"Qingyang Forest..." Tang Nuo was so disturbed that he tried to wake up the nightmare haunting Qingyang Forest.

The person woke up, and Tang Nuo was almost choked, "Keep your dog's eyes wide open! Isn't your old lady... vomit, I will kill you!" Tang Nuo retched when his throat was pushed by the tiger's mouth.

"Tang... Nuo?" Qingyang Lin was awake from the pain, a ring of teeth marks was left on the back of his hand, and his eyes moved down to the small red mark on Tang Nuo's neck, "I did it?"

Tang Nuo rolled his eyes, looking quite horrified in the dark night, "No, it's a ghost." But when Qingyang Lin showed a guilty look, Tang Nuo changed his words again, "If you really want to eat...I can Add some five-spice pepper or something to marinate it."

"I'm going, I can't hold on any longer." Qingyang Lin hugged Tang Nuo so hard that he wanted to crush Tang Nuo into one body with him. Tang Nuo could hear his own bones being squeezed and rattling, " As long as I close my eyes, I can hear the voices in this room, I seem to be able to hear my mother's roar... Tang, Tang Nuo?" Tang Nuo struggled to hug, Qingyang Lin stared blankly at Kong Luo's embrace.

"Come back." Qingyang Lin opened his arms again towards Tang Nuo, "Hurry up."

"Don't think about it." Tang Nuo searched around the house, but didn't seem to find what he wanted, so he ran out barefoot.

"Where are you going?" Qingyang Lin followed him, watching him get into the storage room under the stairs. This structure is the same as that of Mr. Tan's house. Tang Nuo found an escape ax from inside, and went back aggressively. Go, pass by Qingyang Lin, "What are you going to do?!"

'Bang! '

The sound of metal colliding was heard in the large and silent villa, and the Weiss members standing outside the house were disturbed.

Another bang.

Qingyang Lin held Tang Nuo's wrist, "Stop! I told you not to enter this study!"

"You can't enter?!" Seeing that his hands were bound, Tang Nuo simply dropped the axe and kicked his bare feet with muffled noises. He knew how painful it was.

"Tang Nuo!" Qingyang Lin hugged Tang Nuo and dragged her back. How could Tang Nuo be carried away?The whole person is like a rampaging bull, kicking the door open, bouncing off the wall and then recovering some distance. When Qingyang Lin saw the door open, he subconsciously let go and took a few steps back...

- I dare not look at it.

The study room was dim, and the already thin light was partly blocked by the branches outside the window, and it passed through the floor-to-ceiling windows like a squeezed head, and was randomly discarded on the ground.

"Qingyang Forest." Tang Nuo pushed open the door, stepping on sawdust, "There's nothing inside..." Seeing that Qingyang Lin tried to dodge, Tang Nuo grabbed his sleeve, the two looked at each other, and Qingyang Lin came up to him. Tang Nuo's eyes begged sincerely.

"There's nothing inside." Tang Nuo was already very upset when he saw the door, "It can't hold anything, it's not enough to be your shadow at all."

Qingyang Lin just glanced at it, then turned and left with hurried and chaotic steps.

Tang Nuo leaned against the door frame, and it was clear that the windows were closed, but the temperature inside the room was extremely cold, freezing to the bone...Thinking that there had been murders in this house, Tang Nuo was not afraid. Yang Lin just let go of his knot.

'When will my brain move? !Did it stimulate Qingyang Forest again? Tang Nuo bumped his head against the wall, but saw a white shadow passing by out of the corner of his eye, and ran away in fright.

Taking three steps at a time, Tang Nuo patted the sawdust on the soles of his feet and threw himself on the bed.As soon as he lay down, Qingyang Lin stood up.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Tang Nuo looked at Qingyang Lin sitting on a soft chair beside him, without turning on the light, just sitting there quietly, "It's very late." Qingyang Lin turned his back to him again. With the light, Tang Nuo could feel his gaze.

"Leave me alone for a moment..."

Tang Nuo revealed a pair of eyes from under the quilt, paying attention to the movement of the person sitting there... Not to mention the movement, the sound of breathing is very shallow, I don't know if I thought it was a puppet sitting there.

'He cried. 'A very slight sound of breathing was heard.

Qingyang Lin just adjusted his posture and placed his hands over his eyes, but he could feel the trembling.

The people in the bed did not dare to move, Tang Nuo's drowsiness invaded, but he still held on.

Knowing that Qingyanglin was crying, Tang Nuo's heart struggled repeatedly, but he didn't dare to step forward to comfort him, so he could only watch quietly until Qingyanglin's head tilted to the side...

Holding the quilt and walking to Qingyang Lin, the cold light of the moon coated his face with a layer of silver light, and his eyelashes were pressed down limply due to wetness.

The fabric of Qingyang Lin's clothes was completely cold, and his body temperature was also very low.

When the sun fell, Qingyanglin's biological clock forced him to wake up, but the weight on his chest made him feel a little suffocated. Looking down, he saw Tang Nuo's head pressed against his shoulder, and the quilt on his body tightly wrapped the two of them.

Tang Nuo knelt and sat on Qingyang Lin all night... just to keep Qingyang Lin warm.

He always used a clumsy but frank way to love himself carefully, Qingyang Lin picked up the sleeping person and gently placed him on the bed, "You gave me a fulcrum to persist..." printed on the corner of his mouth Kiss, like a feather falling down.

"Mr. Qingyang? What happened last night..." Weiss' bodyguard saw the debris and the escape ax on the ground, and basically understood that they might just be planning to break the door last night.

"Clean up the floor." The members of Weiss didn't expect to come here by themselves. In addition to being bodyguards, they also have to do housekeeping work part-time.

Qingyang Lin flipped through the auction items that Tu Ke had faxed to him, and in front of him was the sleeping Tang Nuo, watching his hands grasping nothingness in mid-air, followed by an indescribable wailing, a little powerless in the pain, powerless There is a bit of ambiguity in it...

Tang Nuo suddenly opened her eyes and rolled on the bed, "Cramp, damn it..." The soles of the feet all the way to the calf were swollen and tense.

"Kneeling all night, can you not get cramps?" Qingyang Lin leaned over and looked at the stinky child who started crying and howling before rubbing the shit out of his eyes, "Idiot."

"If it weren't for your concave shape, you would sleep on the bed... ouch~" Tang Nuo patted the hands holding his legs, "Take it easy, we're about to separate!"

Tang Nuo sighed at the tidied study room. To be honest... he regretted his behavior last night. As for whether the door was removed or not, it had no effect on Qingyang Lin. On the contrary, there was a kind of resentment in the house The illusion released by the spirit, so much so that the mobile phone in his trouser pocket is still casting a sad curse.

Someone blew in the ear, Tang Nuo looked like a frightened cat, staring in horror at the person who suddenly appeared behind him, and then relaxed his muscles after confirming that it was not a ghost.

"Since you're so scared, you shouldn't open the door, right?" Qingyang Lin took the time to observe Tang Nuo's reaction, and the stiff-mouthed appearance of a dead duck was quite pleasing.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"After all, the person who passed away was my mother, and I'm not an outsider." The implication of Qingyang Lin's words was that even if it's haunted, it's haunting you, not him.Tang Nuo gave him a sip, and turned off the babbling Buddhist scriptures on the phone, "It's fine to open it up, I also want to know if there is any missing information."

"Shouldn't one look for clues from one's own home as soon as possible?"

Hearing Tang Nuo's muttering, Qingyang Lin stared sideways, with a hint of thought, "No, I just don't dare to come in." Tang Nuo probably just mentioned it casually, without going into details.

"The items for Weiss' auction have been confirmed and will enter the country in the next few days."

"I know, I know...I'll check it out." Tang Nuo touched a book that was a little damp. The writing was matte, so after it was wet and soft, he always felt like he could touch moss. The back of his head felt numb, and he let go of the book like an electric shock. .

But the book seemed to want Tang Nuo to see it on purpose, so it rolled out from the gap again.

Tang Nuo pinched open a corner of the book, the content inside made him look ugly.

——'3.21, sunny...'

'Why is there still a diary? '

"What did you find?" Qingyang Lin's voice came from far to near, Tang Nuo didn't know why he had the idea of ​​hiding the diary, pushed the diary into the gap, and waited for Qingyang Lin to squat beside him Holding a foreign reader, "It's just a novel..."

The floor outside the door was tapped lightly with crutches, and the attention of both of them was attracted at the same time. Mr. Qin stood in front of the study, but he didn't look at them, but looked around the study.

Tang Nuo pushed the diary inward without making a sound. The diary was out of place with the thicker books around it, and the sunken position of the small diary made it even more unobtrusive.

"Yijie has been merged, and this is a good job." Mr. Qin pulled out his chair and sat down. "But, is it really merged? Taxing is not confiscated, and Yijie cannot be said to be merged."

Seeing this man sitting in front of him, Qingyang Lin's well-controlled expression instantly collapsed, "Get out, you don't deserve to come in this house."

"No, this is my wife's and I's house." Old Tan naturally knew that this was the place where Qingyang Lin's biological mother was killed. To add insult to injury.

With a good upbringing, Qingyang Lin couldn't even think of words to abuse the other party, just the tight lip line could tell that he hated this man deeply.

Tang Nuo pulled across Qingyang Forest, "We don't need to fight with him." He took him outside the room and pushed him back to the bedroom, "I'll talk to him, so you don't want to see him."

"What is there to talk about with him? Do you want to kill someone again? Or hide behind the scenes and send your relatives out without saying a word?!" Qingyang Lin swung his fist to the head of the bed, was stopped by Tang Nuo, and crushed on Tang Nuo. On Nuo's phalanx, "I..." Qingyang Lin was startled, and instead held Tang Nuo's hand and rubbed it for him.

"Didn't he just want to take Taxing back into his hands... In the worst case, let me do things, murder and arson are not enough."

"Don't go, let's live in another place." Tang Nuo felt Qingyang Lin's fingertips getting cold, and held Qingyang Lin's ten fingers with both hands, "Or, leave here."

"Even if we want to leave... we can't escape."

Qingyang Lin looked at Tang Nuo deeply, his eyes were no longer calm, hesitant and flustered, Tang Nuo felt his little finger move gently, rubbing against his palm, imprinted on the lifeline. Texture, mess up your mood.

"I think I can still see my mother lying there."

In front of Qingyanglin, Tang Nuo will never be as noble as Qingyanglin. Regardless of his background, temperament, or conversation, he can do many things that Qingyanglin cannot do, such as venting for him, or disregarding his image crazy...

Qingyanglin has her own responsibilities and burdens, and cannot be her true self.

Tang Nuo kissed Qingyang Lin's fingertips, as if making a silent promise, "We can't escape."

"I know, you know that I only worry about you, how can I not care about myself."