domestic violence man

Under the dim light, Yan Yang clearly saw Luo Ran's tears. In the past, this would make him feel very distressed, but now he is very irritable.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, and when he was about to light it, he saw Luo Ran's red eyes.

He suddenly remembered that he had promised this person in front of him.

He would quit smoking, and for his sake, so this year, no matter how tired he was, he never smoked a single cigarette.

The finger holding the cigarette hesitated for a long time, and finally put the cigarette back.

Luo Ran leaned against the lamp post, staring at Yan Yang's every move: "You still have me in your heart, don't you?"

After Yan Yang heard this, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "President Luo is too confident, or is he too self-indulgent?"

Luo Ranzui's head was dizzy, and he was able to stand still by leaning on the pillar behind him. He took a deep breath, and asked a little question in his words: "Then why don't you smoke? Why don't you smoke in front of me?"

Yan Yang paused for a moment, and then threw the cigarette case into the trash can indifferently: "I don't smoke, I promised my fiancée that I would quit smoking, completely quit."

"What did you say?" Hearing that address, Luo Ran felt that everything in this world stopped, and his ears were buzzing, and he could only judge what he said from the mouth shape of the man in front of him.

"I said I promised my fiancée that I would stop smoking." Yan Yang repeated it again, seeing a desperate expression on Luo Ran's face as expected.

Luo Ran was so drunk, he resisted the discomfort in his body, walked up to Yan Yang, held his face, and looked at him with tears in his eyes: "Did you lie to me... did you do it on purpose? wrong…"

"You're angry... you hurt my heart... don't you?" He murmured, looking at Yan Yang's resolute face, with a bitter cry in his nasal voice.

Yan Yang didn't answer him, but just watched him calmly, with alienation and strangeness.

"Answer me...are you...are you..." Luo Ran asked repeatedly, as if waiting for the final judgment.

Perhaps what he wants is not only an answer, but his life.

"Luo Ran, let go." Yan Yang only said four words in a cold voice, and was about to push Luo Ran away.

Luo Ran suddenly hugged him tightly, and buried her head on his shoulder: "You lied to me...it's not like that...no...you still love me...don't you..." When Luo Ran smelled the familiar smell of saponins on the man's body, Luo Ran The voice was even more panic-stricken.

Yan Yang felt his tears on his shoulders, soaked his shirt, and made his whole heart feel hot. His dark pupils trembled, and then he approached Luo Ran's ear, his voice was very low and very Gentle, but piercing Luo Ran's heart like a knife: "You are too confident, Luo Ran, why do you think that after so long, I will still love you alone?"

"What do you love? Huh?"

"It's just an old man... When I fucked you for the first time, you didn't even have a good place... Why do you? Why do you say I still love you?"

Luo Ran was stunned, and slowly let go of Yan Yang's hand. He lifted his face from the other's shoulder, looked at the man in disbelief, and trembled all over: "You...are you serious?"

He asked desperately.

Yan Yang looked at him expressionlessly, and distanced himself a little: "What I said is very clear."

Luo Ran raised her hand and slapped him: "You bastard..."

He didn't want to stalk him, and he didn't want to be like a spoiled woman, but when Yan Yang said those words that were sharper than knives, he only had one thought, to slap him hard and wake himself up.

Yan Yang's head was turned sideways by him, his profile was in the shadows, and he couldn't see any emotion. Just as he was about to respond to Luo Ran, a ruffian voice came from behind the two of them.

"Hey, it's so late, two big men are flirting on the street..."

"Isn't this giving brothers a few chances?!"

I saw five or six gangsters with knives coming out of the side streets and alleys. All of them had scars on their faces, and they looked fierce, and they were even more terrifying in the darkness.

Yan Yang subconsciously blocked Luo Ran behind him, and asked a few people in a cold voice: "What are you going to do?"

The leader of the gangster played with the knife in his hand, grinning: "Nothing, just want to borrow some money from the two of you..."

Yan Yang was relieved to hear that he asked for money as soon as he came up. He immediately took out his wallet and threw it to one of the gangsters. Seeing the other party took the wallet, he stepped back a little: "I got it, you can go."

It has always been one of Yan Yang's survival principles to be a good man who doesn't take immediate losses, not to mention that with Luo Ran behind him, he can't go head-to-head with these people, so he simply gave the wallet to the other party.

However, what Yan Yang didn't expect was that the target of these gangsters was Luo Ran who was behind him.

"Hey...! The one in the back, the one who looks like a rich man, hand over your wallet obediently... Don't make me trouble you." The leader of the gangster shouted at Luo Ran.

Yan Yang's face changed, and he responded for Luo Ran: "He didn't bring any money, so he can't get it out, and mine is enough for you to spend half a month."

Then he turned his head to signal Luo Ran to run quickly.

A few gangsters immediately saw the clue, and quickly stepped forward to surround the two of them.

"Damn... still want to run...!"

"I'm bothered by you 'rich people', damn it, you're playing me like a monkey..." The little gangster waved his hands, and waved at his friends on the side: "Brother, teach these two a lesson."

Seeing that Yan Yang couldn't hide, he rolled up his sleeves and fought with several people. Luo Ran stood behind him, shielding him from the gangsters who rushed up, Yan Yang raised his hand and punched one of them, then turned his head Seeing Luo Ran helping, she immediately yelled for him to leave.

Luo Ran turned a deaf ear and only replied: "Let's go together."

In the confusion, Yan Yang felt that Luo Ran held his hand. The warm and delicate touch made his thoughts drift to that night. He and Luo Ran ran for more than ten streets, and both of them were out of breath. , but the eyes looking at the other party are full of bright stars.

He couldn't lie to himself, and he couldn't forget Luo Ran.

In a daze, a gangster punched him on the head, and he heard Luo Ran's panicked shout: "Yan Yang...! Be careful...!" Suddenly, Yan Yang's eyes darkened, and his hands felt warm. The liquid, Luo Ran's back gradually became clear in front of his eyes, and fell into his arms in the next second.

Only then did he realize that Luo Ran blocked him with his body. The hand that held him just now was holding the sharp blade tightly, and his abdomen and hands were covered with blood.

The hooligans didn't expect that there would be fatalities, so they panicked for a moment. They threw down the dagger and the wallet they had just snatched and ran into the alley. They only left a message, holding Luo Ran who was bleeding continuously, and sat there in a daze.

"Why are you so stupid?" Yan Yang came back to his senses and asked Luo Ran with a trembling voice. He took Luo Ran's bloody hand: "How can you block it by yourself, how can you hold the blade with your hand?"