On how to throw down the subject

"Hey, Xiao Xuxu, our Xiao Yangyang has been found." Early in the morning, Jason called Han Zhaoxu to announce the good news, "It was your uncle who did it. He knows what you think about Xiao Yangyang and wants to use him To force you to hand over the Han family to him."

"Now?" Jason glanced at the miserable middle-aged man in front of him, couldn't help kicking him, and said, "Your uncle is called Han Ziping... Oh, he's in my hands, I can't help it Hit, I tried a little harder and he couldn't help but confess. Hmm...Xiao Yangyang was locked up by him in a warehouse in the east of the city, you go and rescue him."

Han Zhaoxu heaved a sigh of relief, and then thanked him, "Thank you, Jason."

From the other end of the phone came Jason's exaggerated shout: "Oh, Xiao Xuxu, if you really thank me, then give me Xiao Yangyang, you also know that I like Xiao Yangyang who is so cute... "

Han Zhaoxu hung up the phone before he finished speaking, and Jason let out a "tsk", saying that he was really angry.

And here, Han Zhaoxu packed his things and was about to go out. When he turned off the computer, he glanced at the webpage inadvertently.

"The small black room experiment?"

He clicked in by accident, until the end of the page, he saw this paragraph: "If a person is locked in a dark room for a long time, without a mobile phone or a computer, and no one talks to him, it will take a long time. , this person is likely to go crazy..."

His eyes fell on the words "very likely to go crazy", thoughtful for a long time, Han Zhaoxu rubbed his chin and smiled.

This seems like... a good idea.

"Jason," Han Zhaoxu dialed Jason's cell phone number again, and said to him, "I have a better idea."

"Come to me at noon today, and I will tell you my plan."

Han Zhaoxu hung up the phone, his eyes full of determination.Xiaoyang, after all, you depend on me so much, it doesn't matter if you depend on me a little more, right?

At noon, Jason arrived as scheduled. He yawned, as if all his strength had been sucked away, and he sat on the sofa bonelessly.

Han Zhaoxu sat across from him and poured him a cup of tea.

"Tell me, what do you think?"

Han Zhaoxu whispered a few words in his ear, Jason was almost choked to death by the tea, he patted his chest, waited for his breath to calm down, and said with disbelief, "Are you sure you really want to do this?"

"Correct."

Jason was silent for a while, and said: "You are forcing him, Xiao Xu, are you sure you want to go my old way? Don't forget that when I was with him, it was because I pushed him too hard that... ..."

"I know," Han Zhaoxu looked straight at him and said, "Jason, he and I are not you, and your tragedy will not happen to us again. I just want Xiaoyang to understand that in this world, only I'm the one he can rely on all the time, no matter what."

Jason was silent for a long time before he said: "If this is the case, then you can do it, but you must not follow the old path of me and him."

He stood up, patted Han Zhaoxu on the shoulder, his face that was always unscrupulous was full of solemnity at this moment: "Xiao Xu, I don't want you to experience the pain of being a stranger to your lover. You... just take it easy, I am leaving."

Han Zhaoxu got up and sent Jason downstairs. Although he was a little apprehensive, he still planned to do what he wanted.

People say that wealth is sought in danger, but in some people's eyes, doing anything for wealth is worthwhile.But he doesn't want to be rich, he just wants Han Chaoyang's heart, even if it's a bit dangerous, how will he know if he can succeed if he doesn't try?

Whether it's love or dependence, anyway, now, he only wants Han Chaoyang alone.

Han Zhaoxu closed his eyes, clenched his hands into fists, and prayed in his heart that things would go well.

……

Han Chaoyang ate the food that was just delivered, and he sensitively noticed the difference between this food and yesterday's.

Yesterday's meal was like a big pot meal made in the school cafeteria. Not only did it not have much oil and water, but it also seemed to be cooked. The dishes were all soft and tasteless.But today's food is very delicate, and the meat is also very generous. Vegetables, steamed buns, and porridge all exude an attractive fragrance, which makes the index finger move.

Han Chaoyang held a steamed bun in his left hand and a chicken wing in his right, which seemed strange.Could it be that this is the decapitated meal mentioned in the TV series?Otherwise, what are you doing so richly?

Is this meal made by the chef?It's not at the same level as yesterday!And it seems... a little later than the time it was delivered yesterday?

He thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't understand why, but for him, sleeping and eating were the only true loves. Since the current meal satisfied him, he accepted it gladly.

Extravagant, too extravagant!There is such a good treatment for being kidnapped!

Han Chaoyang thought so in his heart, but the movements of gnawing on the chicken wings became faster and faster. The way he devoured the chicken wings, fearing that others would snatch it from him, was really funny.

He quickly gnawed the chicken wings, and there was only a pile of bones left on the plate. Han Chaoyang burped, rubbed his stomach contentedly, wiped his greasy mouth, and walked around the warehouse, ready to eat. digestion.

Before he could finish walking around, there was the roar of machines outside the warehouse, and the voices of several people talking, and these voices were getting closer.The windows of this warehouse were too high, Han Chaoyang couldn't look out, he just felt that someone was knocking with something.

Han Chaoyang tried to call "Help" a few times, but unfortunately no one paid attention to him. He wondered uncertainly whether he didn't hear it, or...

He shouted with all his might, but no one paid any attention to him.

Han Chaoyang gave up and sat down on the ground, scratching his head strangely.What is this doing?

Soon, the people outside answered him. There are four windows in this warehouse, and the people outside quickly sealed all four windows!

Han Chaoyang stood up with cold hands and feet. As the light in the warehouse became darker and darker, his heart became more and more panicked.Until the last window was sealed, the light in the warehouse was blocked, except for some faint light in the small hole at the gate used to deliver meals, the whole warehouse was dark.

What are these people doing with the windows sealed?What purpose do they have?Are they going to leave him here to fend for himself?Who was it that kidnapped him? !Did my brother know that he was locked up here?When will he come to save him?

These questions circled in his mind, and his heart became more and more chaotic.Han Chaoyang has been pampered since he was a child. Even if he was kidnapped by human traffickers when he was a child, he was quickly rescued. Where did he encounter such a thing?

He shouted in panic, trying to attract the attention of others, but how could people outside pay attention to him?They packed up their things and walked away.

In the dark, Han Chaoyang bit his lower lip, biting hard until he could smell blood in his mouth before he relaxed.

Jason drank the red wine in his hand silently, put down the wine glass, and walked slowly to the kitchen to watch Han Zhaoxu busy. There was a soft smile on the corner of Han Zhaoxu's mouth, and he was very skillful in chopping vegetables.

This was supposed to be a warm scene, but Jason was very depressed at the moment.

Seeing that Han Zhaoxu prepared all the dishes and was about to start the fire, he finally couldn't help but said, "Xiao Xu, it's been nearly nine hours now, when are you going to lock him up?"

Han Zhaoxu paused, and replied without turning his head, "It's okay, it's still early."

"But……"

"Jason," Han Zhaoxu turned his head, the smile on his lips still lingering, "Don't you think this is very good?"

Jason frowned, with a serious expression on his face: "If I remember correctly, a person will have a nervous breakdown after being locked in a dark room for forty hours. If you want Xiaoyang to rely on you, you should use a different method... You must know , Mental disease is far more terrifying than physical disease!"

"What I want is not just Xiaoyang's dependence, Jason, I want everything from him. It doesn't matter if I don't get it now, anyway, Xiaoyang will not escape from my palm in the future."

Seeing that he was so sure, Jason couldn't help but sarcasm: "You are very confident. If something really happens to Xiaoyang, I don't think you have time to cry."

"Of course." Han Zhaoxu continued to deal with the things in his hand, "There is no one in this world who knows Xiaoyang better than me."

Seeing how stubborn he was, Jason rubbed his face irritably. After a while, he gave up and said in the same way: "You must be careful."

"That's natural. I won't really hurt Xiaoyang. Don't worry about that." Seeing Jason's serious face, Han Zhaoxu smiled and said, "Next, you can do whatever you want. I will deliver food to Xiaoyang later. .”

"I'd better go back, seeing you now gives me a headache," Jason turned his head and walked away, muttering, "I can tell you, if something really happens to Xiaoyang, don't complain in front of me that I didn't persuade you. over you."

Sending Jason to the door, he didn't close the door until Jason's back could no longer be seen.

In fact, who is gentler than whom?Who was it that drove that man to a dead end?Compared with Jason, he is nothing more than a small witch.

After Han Zhaoxu packed the food carefully, he carried the lunch box and drove to the warehouse where Han Chaoyang was closed. Even though the warehouse had sound insulation, he still heard Han Chaoyang's desperate cries.

"Is there anyone? Help! Help!"

Han Chaoyang slammed the door of the warehouse. He had a miserable time. Ever since the windows of the warehouse were sealed, he no longer had the composure he had before.

It's dark everywhere here, and you can't see your fingers. There is only some light at the door, but now, as night falls, even the light outside begins to become weak, let alone inside the warehouse?

Han Chaoyang has been guarding the door, greedily staring at the faint light, for fear that it will disappear and he will be truly in darkness.

But the sky was getting darker and darker, and the light at the door was also getting darker. Han Chaoyang couldn't help shouting at the top of his voice, hoping that someone would be able to rescue him when he passed by.

But here is very remote, where will there be people?Han Chaoyang yelled and yelled that he was about to give up.

He put his ears on the door and listened carefully to the sounds outside, but soon, he was disappointed, he couldn't hear anything.

Han Chaoyang cleared his throat, only to realize that his throat was very sore. He wanted to grope his way back to the bed, but he smelled the aroma of food.

"It smells so good..." Han Chaoyang stretched out his hand carefully, and with the faint light, he saw...spicy crayfish...

The dish for lunch today is chicken wings, the staple food is rice, the dish for dinner is spicy crayfish, and the porridge is red dates and yams.These are all his favorite foods, and there is such a big difference between yesterday's and today's meals, is there any connection between them?

What's more, he has already been locked up here, and there is no chance of escaping at all. Why did those people this morning seal the windows?

And why is there such a big difference in the food delivered to him?

It was the first time Han Chaoyang had no appetite for a meal. He ate the crayfish carelessly, thinking hard about the abnormalities in his mind.

He thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out why.Han Chaoyang quickly put the doubts in his mind behind him, and he found that it seemed to be really dark outside.

It's really dark!There is no light in the whole warehouse!

Han Chaoyang bit his lower lip, pressed his back against the door, shrunk himself into a ball, trying not to let himself cry.

The smell of crayfish is still lingering around his nose. In the past, he would have eaten all the crayfish, but now, probably because of something on his mind, he only ate some and couldn't eat any more. up.

Han Chaoyang didn't dare to close his eyes in the dark, for fear that something strange would appear in a place he couldn't see.

He was very nervous, and he kept his ears up all the time, listening to the movement in the warehouse.After an unknown amount of time, a rustling sound suddenly came from the warehouse. Han Chaoyang shrank his body anxiously, and asked tremblingly, "Who?"

Isn't he the only one here?

"Squeak—" the voice was getting closer.

Han Chaoyang's face was a little frightened, as if something was coming?what is that? !

A few black things surrounded the crayfish that Han Chaoyang put aside, they sniffed them, glanced at Han Chaoyang who was curled up into a ball, and finally couldn't help but squeaked and ate.

"Squeak, squeak—"

Hearing this voice, Han Chaoyang reluctantly felt relieved. He breathed a sigh of relief, and patted his chest, which was thumping so fast, like the survivors of a catastrophe.

It turned out to be those mice. He thought it was some kind of monster... No, where are there any monsters in this world?

But, but this place really frightened him.There was no light here, and he couldn't do anything, even such a small thing as walking to the bed.

Now it's dark, we've eaten our meals, and it's time to go to bed.But that bed... where is it?It seems to be on the east side of the door?Han Chaoyang stood up, thinking carefully, yes, it is to the east of the door.

But, but where is the east side of the door?Han Chaoyang walked forward cautiously, thinking at the same time, after walking a few steps, he was stunned.

Where is Dong?

"Up north and down south, left west and right east...up north and down south, left west and right east..."

Han Chaoyang muttered, walked a few steps to the right, and stopped again.

He was thinking in confusion, as if up north down south left west right east is the direction on the map?

Doesn't he go right?