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Zhou Xiangwan: "..."

Wu Liang saw that Zhou Xiangwan was so angry that he was still full of rigorous inquiry spirit, tilted his head, and added earnestly: "But I listened, it seemed that I ran out of bullets."

Zhou Xiangwan's eyes widened, and he was almost so angry that he pouted on the spot. He held up the gun and fired it, and he didn't shoot it. Tremblingly, he took out a bottle of medicine from the drawer, unscrewed it quickly and poured a large handful into his hand, about to stuff it into his mouth.

Seeing this, Wu Liang immediately stopped hugging his thighs and jumped up and grabbed Zhou Xiangwan's wrist. The two looked at each other, and after a moment of stalemate, Wu Liang said, "Zhou Xiangwan! Show me what the medicine is first!"

Zhou Xiangwan shook Wu Liang's hand violently, and said, "Leave me alone, we've all broken up!"

Wu Liang was pushed sideways by Zhou Xiangwan. At the same time, the white pills were thrown out and landed on the floor like little pearls. They bounced and rolled around, making several crisp and scattered sounds.

Wu Liang stood among the scattered medicines. He was clearly the best medicine for Zhou Xiangwan, but Zhou Xiangwan was unwilling to take it.

"Break up? You say break up?"

Wu Liang was expressionless, fixedly looking into Zhou Xiangwan's eyes, as if he was stunned, but also as if he was suppressing his anger.He is indeed an emotionally insensitive person, and being used to forbearance does not mean that he will not hurt, let alone the repeated injuries from the people he cares about the most.

As soon as Wu Liang heard Zhou Xiangwan say the breakup, his heart stopped beating reflexively, then thumped, and then started beating violently, blood gurgling to his brain, until he couldn't hear any sound.

He didn't understand that Zhou Xiangwan said he liked him, but he could abandon him lightly, even signing the contract!

Unconsciously, the dark thoughts of that wretched man wanting to control his beautiful wife sneaked out again.Even if Zhou Xiangwan was indeed ill, from the moment he threw his contract into the shredder, every word of Zhou Xiangwan stepped on his death line—no one could crush him. Contracts!

The villain on Wu Liang's left said calmly: "He's sick, and I can't manage myself well. Don't argue with him. Be more patient."

The petty person on Wu Liang's right was so angry that he spoke in Cantonese: "It's too much li (you)! Pujie boy!!!"

As soon as the two were neutralized, Wu Liang poured a glass of whiskey from the shelf in silence, and poured it in with his head raised. Where the spirits flowed, there was a burst of burning pain. He swallowed one mouthful after another, and then calmly opened his mouth and said : "Zhou Xiangwan, I think that you need food more than taking medicine now. Carbohydrates can make you feel calmer. What do you want to eat?"

Zhou Xiangwan let out a deep breath, pointed at the doorway: "Go out."

Wu Liang raised his eyes, stared at Zhou Xiangwan without blinking for a long time, and said, "Zhou Xiangwan, you are challenging my bottom line."

Once before, Wu Liang also said this sentence verbatim to Zhou Xiangwan.When the two were still at the company, Zhou Xiangwan was late many times and refused to change after repeated admonitions. Wu Liang was already preparing to take the elevator to get off work. The face is bad luck, as if the whole family is dead.Wu Liang couldn't bear it anymore, gritted his teeth and said, "You are challenging my bottom line", and then punched Zhou Xiangwan in the face.Of course, Zhou Xiangwan didn't hit him seriously, but Wu Liang was quite bloody, if he was really cornered, he wouldn't die if he beat someone up.

As long as Zhou Xiangwan's memory is a bit better than Wu Liang's, he would feel a little vigilant when he heard Wu Liang say this, but he didn't.There was only one thought in his humble little head—immediately, immediately, stay away from Wu Liang.

Zhou Xiangwan tilted his head, avoiding Wu Liang's sight, and fired a shot at Wu Liang's feet. The shrapnel from the shot hit Wu Liang's bare instep, and said in a hoarse voice, "Get out of here."

Wu Liang acted as if he had never heard of it, looked down at his bare feet, looked around, and said softly, "Where are my slippers?"

Zhou Xiangwan: "...in the study."

"Oh."

Wu Liang walked out the door slowly, not forgetting to kick the crooked carpet symmetrically before closing the door.

Zhou Xiangwan rubbed his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, swallowed the medicine, climbed onto the bed, and pulled out a thumb-thick titanium alloy chain from the dark cabinet next to the bed. The chain was about ten meters long and silver-white. , the head of the chain is an electronic buckle. Zhou Xiangwan skillfully locked the electronic buckle on his wrist. The electronic buckle made a beeping sound, and a small current flowed into his body intermittently. Xiang Wan remained slightly awake. He leaned on the bed exhausted and thought, "It's good to leave. It's clean."

Inexplicably, he remembered the words he teased Wu Liang before: "Gu Beiliang, you are so ruthless", and smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, but tears welled up in his eyes. He couldn't understand, Wu Liang clearly As he wished, he left without looking back. He should be happy, but now he is so sad that he is about to die.

Zhou Xiangwan didn't dare to close his eyes. Every time he closed his eyes, he would feel that there were ghosts standing around him, hanging over his head, staring at him coldly with eyes full of resentment, claiming his life.

Zhou Xiangwan stared at the black shadow in the void, his mind getting more and more dizzy. He was about to increase the intensity of the current when he suddenly heard the sound of the bottom wheels of the suitcase sliding on the floor. In front of his room door, he turned his head slightly and squinted at the door.

The next second, the door was pushed open, Wu Liang stood at the door, his figure was backlit, Zhou Xiangwan couldn't see his expression clearly, only saw him dragging a black suitcase.

Zhou Xiangwan couldn't tell what he was feeling, maybe it was uncomfortable, maybe it was relaxed, but he felt that the surrounding black shadows stirred up like black waves, spreading towards Wu Liang.

"Are you going back to China..." Zhou Xiangwan said softly, "Go to the housekeeper and ask him to fly you off."

Wu Liang didn't answer, and walked into the room with the suitcase. The sound of the suitcase sliding was getting closer and closer, but Zhou Xiangwan felt that Wu Liang was getting farther and farther away from him, and the black air around him became more and more intense. Zhou Xiangwan even He couldn't see Wu Liang's figure clearly, but he vaguely saw Wu Liang holding his right hand high, which seemed to be a murder weapon, which looked like a kitchen knife.

Zhou Xiangwan thought to himself: "Wu Liang wants to kill me." He thought this, but he wasn't afraid, his eyes were very lax, he didn't want to resist, and he didn't want to speak, watching Wu Liang standing in front of him, raised the knife, I closed my eyes.

"Slap!" A crisp sound echoed in the empty room, stirring up layers of echoes. This sound was clearer and more satisfying than Wu Liang's fan Zhou Xiangwan's slap before.

Zhou Xiangwan didn't wait for the severe pain of cutting someone with a kitchen knife. He only felt a burning pain coming from his right cheek. As the saying goes, only slapping his face can wake up Zhou Xiangwan. He opened his eyes in shock and saw Wu The black air on Liang's body dissipated like fog, and he looked at him with a serious expression, holding a middle-aged and elderly version of the gray plaid platform slippers.

Zhou Xiangwan: "What are you doing!!!"

Wu Liang slapped Zhou Xiangwan's left cheek quickly and hard, and said flatly, "I'll beat you up."

As a peerless fairy, Zhou Xiangwan has the burden of being an idol.Guns, knives, even sticks are acceptable, but I can't bear to be slapped on the pretty face by big earthy slippers. I feel that my temperament and style have been pulled down to the dust. I rolled on the bed and was about to run away. His wrist was suddenly jerked, the chain made a screeching sound, and was pulled back with a snap. The program was set so that if Zhou Xiangwan showed signs of going crazy, he would forcibly increase the current.

Zhou Xiangwan was so shocked that his limbs went limp, and he lay on his back on the bed, doubting his life: I cheated myself.jpg.

Wu Liang crossed his legs, crossed his legs and sat on Zhou Xiangwan's waist, showing a commercial smile: "Do you know what happened to the last person who tore up my contract?"

Zhou Xiangwan immediately raised his hands to cover his face, peeking out a gray-blue eye from between his fingers and staring timidly at Wu Liang, his Adam's apple twitched, and he said guiltily, "...how is it?"

Wu Liang took out another slipper from his back waist, grinned, revealing six white teeth, "You will know soon."

Belev waited for a few minutes, and came to the door of Zhou Xiangwan's room again, and heard a loud crackling sound from inside. He was so angry that his bald head was getting oily, and he asked Aqiang, "Don't they all need to rest?" ?!"

Ah Qiang didn't know what he did wrong, he was caught in the emotional entanglement of the three generations, and said vicissitudes: "...This may be the world of young people."

Belev probed his head and observed secretly, and saw a big bald hoof riding on Zhou Xiangwan's body behind the heavy gold yarn, moving around.

"Fuck! Don't spank my ass! Wu Liang!!!"

"Clap clap clap clap!!!"

"Wow! The face is not good either!"

"You went too far this time!!!" Wu Liang panted, "You apologize to me! Who am I!"

"Crack clack clack clack clack clack clack clack clack clack clack!!!"

"Boyfriend! Husband! Husband can do it now! Get off my back!" Zhou Xiangwan yelled.

Belev and A Qiang stood at the door like petrified, A Qiang said with difficulty: "It seems that the Chinese man is doing quite well."

Belev raised a million question marks and hesitated, "Are they here in rotation?"

Ah Qiang said rigorously: "It seems to be called... Mutual attack? You are happy, I am happy, everyone is happy, Angel will not suffer."

In just one hour, Belev was reversed again, almost turned into an emoticon, with a small bald head, covered with big confusion, leaning on a cane, and walked away angrily.

After a burst of intense sex, Wu Liang's slippers were knocked crooked. Sitting opposite Zhou Xiangwan, he was as cold as a Cantonese killer who had no emotion, pointing the toe of his slippers at Zhou Xiangwan's face.Zhou Xiangwan was cross-legged, his handsome face was red and swollen, his brows drooped, his eyes twitched, and from time to time he raised his eyelids to look at Wu Liang in aggrieved manner, as if a house had just been demolished, A husky beaten up by its owner.

The 48-square-meter bed was full of shredded papers. It was Zhou Xiangwan's "Hundred Days of Dangerous Love, the Love Contract of the Ruthless President" that Zhou Xiangwan threw into the shredder and shredded into a miserable body worth 800 yuan. Holding scotch tape in one hand and scraps of paper in the other, the poor boy said helplessly, "This can't be put together at all..."

Wu Liang couldn't help but take a sip of Wangzai's milk emotionally: "It can be put together well. If it's not sticky and neat, just put it together again."

Zhou Xiangwan died on the spot.