delicate flowers and weeds

The night was deep and cold, Tang Hua lay on Fei Cao's back, the road they chose was a passage, remote and desolate, but able to bypass most of the Jiang family's lively places.

The wind-transmitting skylight in the distance blows the moisture from the artificial lake, Fei Cao glanced at the map on the phone, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Little Hua'er, go around here, there will be someone outside to meet you."

Tang Hua's focus is not here: "Did you really meet my brother? He gave you this map?"

"Ah."

"Then did my brother make things difficult for you?"

Fei Cao smiled: "At first I knew it was me, so I wanted to kill me, but when I heard that something happened to you, I decided to join hands with me to deal with Jiang Mingyuan first."

Tang Hua breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, when you get out of here, I will cover you. My brother loves me the most, and he won't be willing to let me lose his wife."

"Wife loss?" Fei Cao raised her eyebrows, "Are you sure? Are you a 'husband'?"

Tang Hua puffed her chest out: "Boyfriend, you also read novels when you have time. They say that you are the little wife of the domineering president. My dad has been pushing me to become the boss of the company at home. You are naturally the little charming wife." wife."

A muffled laugh came, and Fei Cao asked, "The overlord lying on my back?"

"You let me down, I'll go by myself..."

They were walking down the stairs, and Tang Hua's struggle turned on the nearby voice-activated lights. If someone passed by, they would be on the edge of exposure. Fei Cao put his hands on the young master's lap, so it was difficult to do anything The movement can only be slapped on his buttocks with a sense of punishment, and the voice is helpless and doting: "Stop making trouble, little Hua'er."

Tang Hua really quieted down.

It's just that his heart was beating like a beating, ringing on Fei Cao's back.

His face was stained red, thinking: Oh no, I almost...

I just wanted to marry him.

I want to be his "little wife".

But they still couldn't leave the Jiang family's main house that night.

When they went downstairs, a woman stumbled and ran on the road and fell in front of them. Her hair was disheveled, which blocked her facial features, and she couldn't see her face clearly in the night. It was all bloodstained, and looked pitiful and helpless.

She was running barefoot, her high heels had been lost during the run, as if she was avoiding someone, she was startled when she saw someone coming out of the small building, then sprained her ankle and fell on the hard road, her wrist was rubbed red A large piece, bleeding.

She whispered, "Help me...help me..."

His voice was out of tune and extremely hoarse.

This scene made Tang Hua feel a little empathetic, he frowned: "What kind of dragon's pool and tiger's lair is the Jiang family? Could it be that they are doing illegal things secretly, and they are a den of kidnappers?"

Fei Cao frowned, wishing she could stay ten meters away from that woman: "Little Hua'er, leave her alone, let's go."

Firstly, he was really cold by nature, and secondly, there was an inexplicable person asking for help in this place, no matter how you put it, it was weird.Fei Cao could understand Jiang Mingyuan's filthy thoughts, although he was so excited by this thought that he wanted to cut him into pieces.

But objectively, the other party is not a sentimental person.

It can be said that he has some reasons for imprisoning Tanghua, but this woman can't justify it.

Seeing that they were about to leave, the woman shook her thin body, stretched out her hands in their direction in despair, and then burst into tears.

She looks so pathetic.

Tang Hua was so pitiful that his heart softened, he sighed: "Boyfriend, even if we don't take her with us, at least we should give her some clothes to show respect."

Tang Hua jumped off Fei Cao, he gathered up some strength and walked back, took off his windbreaker and turned around, landing on the trembling and helpless woman.

His tone was a little soft: "When we leave here, we can come back to save you, if you persist..."

The words came to a halt, and a strange force grabbed his wrist. Tang Hua looked down, and the woman covered by her hair showed her face: ferocious and vicious, crazy and indifferent.

She is Chen Yunjiao.

Then there was the needle glowing with cold light. Chen Yunjiao quickly pushed the syringe with her backhand. She was so strong that she couldn't see anything in her eyes. She didn't look up and laughed until she saw all the liquid in the syringe was injected.

Maybe the girl was already on the verge of going crazy when the story got out of control, and the more out of control she got, the more her madness got worse.

She is such a self-centered person, anyone who breaks her cognition, in her view, is an enemy.

And after overhearing the truth about Tang Hua and Fei Cao being together from Jiang Mingyuan, hatred and jealousy pervaded in her blood, she wanted to use a knife to cut off Tang Hua's flesh piece by piece, and wanted to tear him apart , Life is better than death, she regretted countless times that she was too kind when writing the book, and she wished to impose all kinds of torture on the other party.

This hatred even came out of nowhere.

She couldn't figure out how she abandoned the future and ended up like this, how could she lose to a man?And why does that person have a better family background than her, look more beautiful than her, and still have all of Fei Cao's love?

That's not how it should be.

She is the shaper of this world.

So Tang Hua deserved to die.

Only when Tang Hua dies, will everything return to normal.

When Fei Cao realized it was too late, he kicked the syringe away from Chen Yunjiao's hand, trembling all over, and hugged Tang Hua in his arms helplessly.

"Little Huaer, little Huaer... are you okay, please answer me, please don't do this, please, I'm afraid..."

"It's my fault...I shouldn't have come to pick you up so late, don't be angry with me, okay? You can beat me and scold me, but don't ignore me, I'm afraid..."

He rarely has such emotions.

In a hurry, my mind went blank.

The word "fear" seems to be two parallel lines that never intersect with him. He is always calm and composed. It is hard to believe that such a man who is so ill-fated and accustomed to seeing life and death can still have such emotions.

For a moment, Fei Cao seemed to have returned to the morgue that year.

His hands and feet were cold, and when he walked in, Teacher Fei was lying on one of the autopsy tables, his face was cold and pale, not the slightest bit of usual freshness.

Fear ensues.

That was the first time Fei Cao faced death directly.

The price is too high.

He walked in the abyss for nearly ten years, and fear followed him like a shadow.

"Little Hua'er..." His vision was blurred, Fei Cao bent down little by little, he didn't bleed a bit, but felt that the blood in his whole body was going to be drained, "Xiao Hua'er, can you talk to me? Please, just say something to me..."

"I only have you...I can't lose you anymore..."

"You said that no matter where I am, you can find me, open your eyes and see if I'm alright?"

This was the scene when Tang Jing came.

The person who advanced and retreated properly when facing him was in a state of embarrassment, depressed, and hugged a person like a dead tree. The kind of sadness penetrated into his heart, making him shudder, feeling ominous.

He almost trembled and asked, "What happened? Fei Cao, speak up."

No one gave him a reply, only Chen Yunjiao, who looked like a madman beside him, laughed loudly: "Haha, he is dead, he is dead..."

"Who's going to die?" Tang Jing looked at the mad woman, feeling unexplainably angry, "What the hell are you talking about? Who's going to die?"

Chen Yunjiao stroked her hair and smiled: "Who is going to die? Of course it is Tang Hua, he will definitely not survive today."

Tang Jing wanted to slap this woman. He was educated by an aristocratic family and had always been graceful towards the opposite sex. At this moment, all these were left behind. He took two steps forward, staggered a few times, and almost knelt down on the spot when his legs softened.

He has experienced ups and downs in shopping malls for many years, and he claims to be used to seeing ups and downs, but at this moment, he is as powerless as a child.

Tang Jing tried his best to grasp the only rationality he had so that his brain would not be empty. He thought, what kind of shocking joke is this, Tang Hua will die?How can it be?He is still so young, he just had a checkup, and he is in good health, how could something happen to him?

He tried to stand still, and thought of a hundred and eight ways to round out this "joke" in his mind, but none of them could justify himself. Tang Jing felt that his palms were all sweaty. He held on to the railing beside him, only to realize that, His whole body was shaking.

He didn't even know where he had the strength to speak, and he asked, "What's wrong with him?"

"Fei Cao, are you fucking dead? What happened to Xiao Huaer?"

It was Chen Yunjiao who answered him: "He's dead. I brought biological toxins from thousands of years later. It's so great and surpassed the times. There is absolutely no way to detoxify it here."

She didn't have the fear of killing someone at all, and arranged her hair like a little girl: "What's wrong with you, Fei Cao? Why are you so sad? The person you love is obviously me, and I'm your woman. Is he a mistress, or A boy, Xiaosan, shouldn't he die? After he dies, everything will return to the right track, and you will be the richest person in the entire South City. Don't you look forward to such a future? "

She said to herself: "I see, you are angry that I am with Jiang Gaohan, right? So you deliberately find someone to be so angry with me? Don't be like this, Fei Cao, I love you."

"I only love you."

Tang Hua felt that she had fallen into a very strange state of suspended animation.

Chen Yunjiao injected something into his body. He was dizzy, breathless, pale, and seemed to be dead.

But he didn't die, he lost his breathing, heartbeat, body temperature, but he can think again, he can perceive everything around him.

He heard Fei Cao's weeping sound, he saw his strong and brave boyfriend looking desperate, like a walking corpse; he saw his always elegant and decent brother panicked and helpless, his face was pale.

There was a mess in the back, people came and went, he was carried on a stretcher and sent to the hospital, but the doctor couldn't break Fei Cao's hand, and Tang Xing, who came to hear the news, fell to the ground in tears, and the Tang family came After a long time, he saw that his mountain-like father had gray hair, and his gentle and loving mother fainted.

Tang Hua wanted to say "I'm fine", but no one could hear her.

He wondered in confusion: Did I become a ghost?

My ten years of materialism fed the dogs?

Until a sharp and cold voice sounded: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, why did you kill yourself, Tanghua?"