Boss, did you speak well today?

Do you know how to make a swing?

"Do you have to be a lover before you can do such a thing? Or do you have to do such a thing before you can have the feeling of a lover?"

"Isn't this obvious? It's a prerequisite for you to be lovers. If you don't have any feelings of liking, what is that, dating? Strong..." Wu Mingxuan felt that it was better to avoid this word, lest the other party want to watch the live version on a whim .

"Then how do you feel after you're done with your lover?" Su Xici further confirmed that he wanted to change this result.

"Just..." Wu Mingxuan recalled his experiences with the girlfriends he had dated before, "Sweet, satisfying, and looking forward to it."

"Is it the same for gays and straights?"

"Same."

The smile on the corner of Su Xici's mouth deepened, showing a rare embarrassment, like a teenager who has been poked in the middle.

Fearful and restless, dancing with joyful little joy, looking forward to it, shining brightly in the entire starry sky.

Sometimes his thinking is different from others, in order to verify it, he thought of asking two people to help.

Yes, helping, talking about emotional matters, how can it be called a threat.

The sincere smile stayed on his face for two seconds, and he thanked him helplessly, turning into a forced smile pretending to be strong.

"I still prefer to practice true knowledge, so it's safer." Su Xici put his legs on the ground and stood up. This is the fact he wants and the last thing he wants, and it is the most convincing to experiment.

At the same time, the person on the opposite side flew into the air and swooped over, trying to use the weight of his body to pin him to the ground and restrain him first.

He turned his body slightly, grasped the back collar calmly, bent his knees and slammed his stomach hard, threw it to the corner of the wall, and knocked down a pile of medical instruments.

Wu Mingxuan was entangled by wires and couldn't untie it for a long time. The top of his head hit the wall squarely. The force almost made him faint from a concussion. The stomach escapes in the opposite direction.

He doesn't want to die.

"You're so obedient, last time you said you approached me with fear, and you did it." Su Xici squatted in front of him, at eye level with him, "You should be rewarded for hiding."

Wu Mingxuan shook his head in horror.

"This is unbearable? How can an adult be worse than a child?"

The way Su Xici stood up at this moment, in the eyes of people lying on the ground, was so tall and terrifying.

His gloved fingers flicked across the medical instruments, and finally, with a raised brow, he grabbed the defibrillator and smiled at him.

"No no no..."

After a few blows, he couldn't tell what it felt like, his brain was blank for an unknown period of time, and he forgot to think, but he could clearly feel the muscle pain after the electric shock all over his body.Heart beating unnaturally slow and loud, gagging and paralyzed as the man raised the defibrillator and reached for him again.

"Now, you choose to go to him, or choose to continue playing our little medical game."

He wanted to choose to meet Jesus, but someone didn't want him to.

In the last consciousness of fainting, Wu Mingxuan glanced at the camera he brought with a glimmer of hope.

The red light of the power on was silently on under the cover of the jacket, recording everything.

-

Back home, Su Xici threw all his clothes into the trash can, went into the bathroom and washed them carefully from beginning to end, trying to wash away all the sins he had committed.

Man seems to be a collection of contradictions.

He was extremely disgusted and afraid of violence, and he was so afraid that he could not sleep, was anxious, and went crazy.However, the way that made him think of seeking answers at the first moment when he was helpless was through violence, which allowed him to break free from the shackles of this fear, which was precisely violence.

As long as his fears are whitewashed with other people's fears, he looks like a normal person.

But this is not enough.

For this reason, he learned the conversations that normal people should have, the friendly smiles they like, the good qualities of tolerance and gentleness, and all the things that normal people should have from film and television dramas and books.

In order to abandon and completely cover up the self that everyone tramples on and hates in another world.

He put on the belt of his bathrobe, and the violin concerto came from the stereo in the room. He turned on the small desk lamp in front of the desk, and the dim light cast a small world. He poured himself a glass of red wine.

The 2000 wine from Petrus, one of the top five wineries, is not as famous as the 82 Lafite, but it has its unique charm.

After waking up, take a sip of the wine, just stay in your mouth for a few seconds, and the whole mouth can play a symphony of smell and taste.

Smoky aroma, sweet and rich cherry and blackberry ensemble, with a licorice finish, and the nose smells the precious truffle aroma in the humid virgin forest.

He loves red wine.

Especially expensive red wine, how can they live without money to buy it.

He stuffed the wine in the glass in one gulp, the action was no different from drinking plain water.

The tortoise in the glass tank poked its head out of the crevice in the rock, moved slowly, and stared at its owner.

Spread out a piece of clear white paper, take off the cap of the pen, and draw a straight and neat line towards the center with Su Xici.

On the left, write your own shortcomings.

On the right, write your attractive advantages.

The pen twirled habitually at the tip of his finger, and he carefully considered it. After a long while, he wrote down a shortcoming on the left side.

Then, I wrote another one.

Twenty minutes later, he picked up the piece of paper, frowning slightly, with distress and embarrassment on his face.

On the defect on the left, there are dozens of neatly written lines, which can hardly fit.

On the right side, it is still so white and bright, without a single black spot.

Su Xici's lips were pursed into a straight line, a little aggrieved.

"Haha, trash, you deserve it too!"

"Hahaha……"

He took out the knife in the drawer, and calmly scratched at those flaws one by one.

Even those cheap handouts, he couldn't give an equal contribution.

How can I be so bad!

The corners of his mouth raised, and he kept telling himself, it doesn't matter, this is the result that has been known for a long time, isn't it?

Long before asking Wu Mingxuan to help sort out his inner feelings, before Nangong Ran asked himself to be blamed again and again, in another world earlier.

Full of shortcomings, no one recognizes him, accepts him, or likes him.

He never needs the approval and love of others.

Never needed something this cheap.

Never needed!

A tear rolled down from the eye socket and slid down the snow-white skin, leaving a barely visible water mark, flowing over the bright red corners of the lips, and finally condensed into beads, falling on the scraps of paper.

The still-dried black pens slowly smudge out the boundaries where they should be, and "cowardly" and "crazy" penetrate each other.

Amber eyes gradually became firm.

Only money can belong to you forever.

Others, he doesn't need.

-

Nangong Ran was fighting against a pile of hemp rope and wooden planks. The sleeves of his light blue shirt were half rolled up, his wheat-colored arms were muscular and smooth, and his broad palms were firmly grasping one end of the wooden planks. His eagle eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was looking for a suitable position At first, the base of the tall and straight nose wrinkled a little.

A servant brought Cao Miao and Max over. He put down his things and asked, "Have you found the result?"

When there were only three of them left, Cao Miao stepped forward and whispered, "No, I only know one area."

Last night, the technical department called overnight, saying that there was a signal on that network number.

It was a surprising discovery that it was not dealt with.

However, because the call time was too short, they could only determine a general range, and the specific location was unclear.

Cao Miao handed him the tablet, Nangong Ran took a look, eyebrows raised.

"The Raffi Manor is also among them?"

Apart from the manor, there are actually not many remaining areas.

"Send someone to investigate around, as for the manor..." Nangong Ran subconsciously looked towards the greenhouse not far away, "I'll come."

Cao Miao put the tablet back and agreed.

"Before I asked you to compare Su Xi's two resume reports. Is there any result?"

"More than 95% of the results of our investigation are the same as Mr. Xue's. Some trivial things, such as a few blurred photos in Sun Shan's camera, were not found by Mr. Xue. But the rest of the content has such a high degree of overlap. , From a professional point of view, the two reports are already [-]% detailed."

Unless you hold up a camera to shoot a person since he was born, no matter how hard they look for those tiny things, they can't find clues.

"Butler Su is indeed fine." Cao Miao concluded from his professional point of view, "And his ancestors have worked here, and his loyalty to the Nangong family is absolutely high."

Nangong Ran's rationality told him that this was correct, but after careful study, his intuition kept reminding him that this person was not what he appeared to be.

She seems to be gentle and generous, with a certain amount of advance and retreat, but in fact she is very timid and has an unknown past.

"What do you think... what has happened to cause a person to be very afraid of other people's approach?" Nangong Ran said, this is also a huge doubt, "For example, take your report on Su Xici's life experience as an example. "

"Butler Su is afraid of others approaching? I really can't tell." The two looked at him in surprise.

"No." Nangong Ran sternly vetoed it, "Do you think he looks like that kind of person? It's just an example. He is a relative of mine. He has troubles in this regard."

Cao Miao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Everyone's situation is different. Butler Su didn't have any twists and turns since he was a child. Maybe his mother died when he was a child. The death of his father some time ago is considered a shock, but it's impossible for everyone's parents to die. How to analyze this. "

"That's it, there is no need to investigate his affairs in the future." Nangong Ran said, his parents have also passed away, he can empathize with him.

"One thing happened in Nangongyao Hospital last night."

Seeing Nangong Ran contemplating for a while, Max finally let go of this knot, and then reported to him.

"Nangongyao was afraid that we would be unfavorable to him, so he sent a large number of bodyguards to guard the ward, but there was a loophole in the shift last night. When they went, the venue was in a mess. Nangongyao suddenly suffered a stroke."

Nangong Ran heard about this for the first time, and subconsciously repeated: "Stroke?"

"He had three highs before. I don't know what kind of stimulation he received when the bodyguards were not there. He was able to suffer a stroke in the hospital. His entire face was more than half paralyzed, and his hands and feet twitched into chicken feet."

He went to the hospital to see Nangong Yao when he just woke up before, and he was burned horribly. He has been in the hospital for treatment during this time. collapsed.

"The law of heaven is clear, and the retribution is not good. People who are only in their early forties will probably be like this in this life." Nangong Ran sneered.

"However, we found some traces at the scene," Max gave him the information in his hand.

"Wu Mingxuan?"

"It's the reporter who took the picture of the flower shell last time." He reminded at the right time, this person never remembers the unimportant people.

Nangong Ran carefully looked through the materials. This reporter, Huabei, and Nangongyao seemed to be inextricably linked.

He remembered that one of the Nangongyao's criminal evidences in his study room showed that Nangongyao used Wu Mingxuan as an intermediary to recommend many male and female celebrities to the dignitaries who needed them in order to win over, and secretly communicated with Nangong The group headquarters competed.

When he thought of this, he felt dirty, there was such a scum in the Nangong family.

"Find a time, I will meet this person." He pointed at the photo clipped on the file, and threw the thing to Max, "Now, there is one more important thing."

"Do you know how to make a swing?"

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