After making a mistake, he became the villain

Yuan Qinghao had a car accident on her 15th birthday.

Since then, he has left a serious psychological shadow on the big truck.

Lin Mu's push seemed to push him back to the year of his 15th birthday.

The same park, the same big truck, the same hands from behind.He lived for five more years, and it seems that today, he will continue the fate of the unfinished death five years ago.

Yuan Qinghao stood on the spot, his body was stiff and motionless.

The headlights of the big headlights hit him, making his face pale, and the sound of a tearing horn sounded, but he still stood there like a puppet.

Just when everything was about to move in an irreversible direction, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from behind him, pulling him back from the side of the road.

It's Lin Mu.

The big truck brushed Yuan Qinghao's nose and whizzed by. Amidst the shrill horn, it seemed that the driver's yelling could be faintly heard, but the speed was too fast, and before he could hear it clearly, the sound disappeared in the into the billowing smoke.

Yuan Qinghao's whole body was already stiff, his muscles were tense, he walked wherever he pushed, like a doll that was easy to handle.

Lin Mu poked the original puppet: "What, are you scared?"

Yuan Qinghao didn't respond.

Of course, Lin Mu didn't want to murder Yuan Qinghao. It was impossible for him to bribe the truck driver in advance, and then complete the murder at such an unprepared moment. The operation charter was too rough, and it didn't conform to his habits.

That's right, he had a sudden idea.

Yuan Qinghao was pushed by someone on his 15th birthday, which left a deep psychological shadow. On the way back from Anding Hospital, Yuan Qinghao did not respond to the big truck driver who suddenly came out because of this. , accidentally got into a car accident.

This is Yuan Qinghao's weakness.

Yuan Qinghao has very few weaknesses, so far, Lin Mu has only discovered two, and this is one of them.

It's so hard to die, and today happens to be Yuan Qinghao's birthday.

When Lin Mu, a little villain, saw the park and the corner buildings, he suddenly had the idea of ​​frightening this person.

So, before the big truck driver came over, he suddenly reached out and pushed the man out.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Qinghao was really shocked.

In front of the oncoming truck, he stood motionless as if he had lost his soul.

If he is left alone, he will be bumped to death here—Yuan Qinghao will die.

Suddenly, this idea flashed in Lin Mu's mind.

Before he could think any more, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and pulled him back. Looking at Yuan Qinghao, who was covered in cold sweat and looked like a puppet, Lin Mu felt a little puzzled: I don't want Yuan Qinghao to die.

He was puzzled by the thought.

Because he was puzzled, he didn't notice that Yuan Qinghao was recovering his self-control.

Cold sweat has completely soaked Yuan Qinghao's back, and the sense of fear still remains under the skin.

When the big truck drove over, it was as if an invisible hand was holding his throat. He couldn't move, make a sound, or move. He could only wait for the truck to pass by in that trembling and fear. Run over.

Maybe run over, he can get rid of this fear.

Yuan Qinghao's face was very gloomy.

He was a little scared, very angry, and physically weak, but Lin Mu was still in a trance.

He suppressed some terrifying thoughts, with a gloomy face and a weak voice, he asked coldly, "This is the birthday present you gave me...Lin Mu, do you want to kill me?"

"No, no," Lin Mu quickly denied, "I just want to take you to a nearby place to watch the night scene."

Lin Mu didn't have any romantic instincts, and he didn't prepare the birthday gift carefully. This night, he just wanted to find an excuse to stay with Yuan Qinghao and enhance his relationship.

If the spiritual feelings cannot be improved, the physical ones are also fine.

Staying with Yuan Qinghao, he felt neither happiness nor pain.

But he likes to see Yuan Qinghao deflated.

Like now.

"Don't you have a shadow of the big truck?" Lin Mu opened his mouth and said nonsense: "The doctor said that the best way to cure fear is to face it directly."

"So you're helping me?"

"You don't need to thank me, look, you are doing well now... You recovered so quickly, it means that what I did is actually quite useful, doesn't it?"

"Lin Mu..."

"Ok?"

"I really want to strangle you right now to see what's going on in your head."

"Okay, Yuan Qinghao, I like you so much, even if you strangle me to death, I won't resist."

The man blinked, and the street lights were dim, making his eyeballs even more dark and dull: "Of course, rather than suffocating to death, I hope you can kill me on the bed."

"What did you call me?"

"Yuan Qinghao." Lin Mu gave him a strange look.

"If you really liked me, you wouldn't do this kind of thing."

Yuan Qinghao seemed to have experience dealing with Lin Mu, and he was completely indifferent to his teasing. He raised his sweaty hand, his fingertips trembling slightly, and stroked his face: "You actually wanted to do this a long time ago, yes. Bar?"

Lin Mu pretended to be stupid: "What do you mean?"

"You know the day I have a shadow of big trucks, you want to push me out there, don't you?"

Yuan Qinghao's eyes are very direct. Under the night light, he, Lin Mu, can't hide like those flying bugs. Of course, he can say anything to prevaricate Yuan Qinghao, but at this moment, Lin Mu suddenly Feeling bored again, he poked his neck: "Yeah, so?"

"How long have you wanted to do this?"

"It's been a long time." It must be earlier than what Yuan Qinghao guessed.

"Lin Mu, why do you think you are so hateful?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"Where are you not evil?"

Yuan Qinghao talked to Lin Mu calmly, or pretended to be calm, Lin Mu slowly responded to him, their tone was not fierce, but they continued the conversation like a schoolboy quarreling seriously.

Yuan Qinghao caressed Lin Mu's cheek, his fingers slid across the cheek inch by inch, the skin was tactile and gentle.

Lin Mu didn't hide, and let Yuan Qinghao's hand roll over his cheeks ambiguously like a lover. It wasn't until Lin Mu got used to it that Yuan Qinghao squeezed Lin Mu's deceptive-looking Face:

"Lin Mu, I had a car accident when I was 15 years old. After I recovered, I would habitually stiffen my body when I saw a big truck rushing over. This is post-traumatic stress disorder. I am ashamed, but so far I have not been able to overcome it. ... Lin Mu, I am really afraid of big trucks, I am not ashamed to admit it, and you don't have to test me."

"If you want to kill me, just push me to the middle of the road next time. There is no need to question it, you will succeed."

Lin Mu stuck out his tongue, but he still found out.

That's right, he suddenly pushed Yuan Qinghao, in addition to playing a prank, he also wanted to see how deep Yuan Gang Qinghao's psychological shadow was... Now, he has got the answer he wanted.

Yuan Qinghao still pinched Lin Mu's chin more and more forcefully. Lin Mu felt that Yuan Qinghao was angry and did not resist.

Forced to raise his head, he met Yuan Qinghao's eyes.

These were a pair of calm and restrained eyes, completely different from the dull man just now who was at the mercy of others.

It seems that Yuan Qinghao has completely broken free from the fear, quite quickly, Lin Mu thought this way a little divergently.

Yuan Qinghao's subordinates tried hard, almost breaking Lin Mu's head, and looked at him face to face: "Lin Mu, it's normal for a person to have fears, and I have nothing to shy away from...but you don't seem to have anything to fear thing."

He didn't resist Yuan Qinghao's actions, nor could he, but he stared back at Yuan Qinghao fearlessly: "Of course I have something to be afraid of!"

"Oh?"

"I'm afraid of pain! Don't pinch my face so rudely, okay?"

When Lin Mu said this, Yuan Qinghao hit harder. He slowly tightened his strength, and he clearly felt the hardness of Lin Mu's jaw bones between his fingers. He pinched Lin Mu's face, and there were almost bruises on his skin. .

"You let go! You let me go!!"

Probably because it really hurt, Lin Mu yelled loudly, his voice distorted, and he was submissive, but now he grabs the hand that Yuan Qinghao pinched him with both hands, trying to escape his jaw from the other party's control.

"You are perverted!!!"

After Yuan Qinghao finally let go, Lin Mu sharply accused him.

"Don't you want to see me angry?"

Lin Mu frowned: "How do you know?"

"How could you not know," Yuan Qinghao snorted coldly, "You have written all over your face just to make me unhappy."

Speaking of this, Yuan Qinghao gently lowered his eyelids, threatening him as if joking: "Lin Mu, don't really provoke me, next time, I will make you miserable."

"Hmph!" Not to be outdone, Lin Mu also snorted, "Yuan Qinghao, you think I'm afraid of you."

"One last question for you." He skipped Lin Mu's provocation and asked himself: "This place is where I had a car accident when I was 15 years old. At that time, someone pushed me from behind. It was only when we entered the main road that we were hit by a large truck."

Yuan Qinghao gently raised his eyelids, and looked directly into the eyes of the person opposite: "Lin Mu, why do you know that I had a car accident in this place?"

He thought Lin Mu looked familiar before.

At first, he thought it was because he was somewhat similar to Auntie Tremella, but later he realized that Lin Mu also looked a bit like the boy who pushed him from behind.

Today, it is almost a repeat of what happened 15 years ago, and Yuan Qinghao confirmed this even more.

In other words, he had met Lin Mu many years ago.

At that time, he didn't know Lin Mu's identity, and thought that Lin Mu was just a young man of the same age.

Appeared in front of him suddenly, said some strange words to him suddenly, and then on his 15th birthday, suddenly pushed him, and then disappeared.

Many years ago, Yuan Qinghao had regarded the boy who appeared suddenly as a friend, but now, the boy suddenly appeared in front of him under Lin Mu's identity.

Yuan Qinghao can only think so:

"Lin Mu, the things you did before were all intentional, right?"

After holding back all night, Yuan Qinghao finally asked this question.

He just looked at the person opposite, waiting for a late answer.