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The boy walked in front, going up the stairs step by step. The cold and solemn aura on his body gave people a sense of oppression.

Cheng Yue looked at Tang Jing's back with a smile on her face.

When they reached the entrance, Tang Jing's face suddenly changed. He moved sideways and pushed Cheng Yue into the corner.

Cheng Yue was immersed in joy when he felt a pain in his back and his vision suddenly went dark.

"What is your purpose? What do you want to do?" The boy's low voice was extremely cold, and the questioning words made people shudder.

"Ah? Old...well, I came to find you. If you want to tell me the purpose, it's probably... to pursue you? So, what you have to do is very simple, just accept my kindness to you." Cheng Yue's eyes flashed, and her shallow dimples made people unable to help but indulge.

Tang Jing's eyes trembled slightly, and he took a step back unnoticeably.

"Have you had enough of this? If you have, get lost. I don't have time to play around with you."

Cheng Yue didn't care about the boy's cold tone, she stepped forward and said with a smile: "Little Sugar Refiner, are you shy? I'm not the kind of person who would fool around, you're so lucky, I've never liked anyone else!"

As Cheng Yue spoke, she placed her hands on the boy's face and kneaded it gently.

Wow! It’s really soft!

She was so happy that she could touch something so soft in her lifetime! It was much better than the rough guys around her!

Tang Jing felt the warmth on his face and his eyes darkened.

He reached out and slapped the girl's hand away coldly: "Don't touch me, disgusting. Go back to your room and don't disturb me."

Cheng Yue withdrew her hand, shrugged indifferently, looked at the boy's back as he left, and smiled helplessly.

It's so awkward!

You clearly want... to be loved, don't you?

Cheng Yue withdrew his gaze and walked into the house with a relaxed and happy mood.

The whole room is pink in color, with exquisite white carpet and a dressing table full of girlishness, which is sweet and fresh.

However, when Cheng Yue saw it... he smacked his lips slightly.

Black! I want black!!! Who made this? It makes me want to vomit when I see it...

Forget it, for the sake of little saccharine, she can still accept it.

After all, boys still like cute and gentle girls, so she tries her best to learn...and do it.

......

the other side.

Nie Han sat in the middle of the hall, chewing the food in his mouth elegantly: "What? You came all the way here, and you don't want to eat something?"

Across from him, the boy lowered his head slightly, without touching the delicious food on the table.

"What do you want to do? Why did you attack the Liuyun Gang?" Chu Yao looked up with calm eyes.

"You should know clearly what I do... You have always known it, right? I guess... she should know about that woman, and now she is probably thinking of a way to get rid of me." Nie Han put down his knife and fork, wiped the corners of his mouth carefully, folded the used tissue into a square, and threw it aside.

"But you did it. You killed her mother, so you have to pay with your life." Chu Yao's eyes were dazed for a moment, he calmed down and said coldly.

"Oh, life for life? Then... how many times do we have to pay? Chu Yao, don't forget, you were... standing by and watching me do it with cold eyes. You always hate me, but have you ever thought that you and I... are the same kind, and you are even... scarier than me."

"Shut up! You lunatic...I can't do that!" Chu Yao suddenly had a splitting headache, and certain memories flooded into his mind.

There were faint veins on his forehead and a thin layer of sweat.

"Oh, by the way, you just found out that the woman is Shi Qi's mother. You are indeed calm, as expected of someone I trained. Do you think Shi Qi would like the person who indirectly killed her mother?"

"Chu Yao... No one treats me better than I do. One day you will know!"

Nie Han's eyes flickered slightly, and his usually calm and cold voice now rose and fell unconsciously.

"So, you can't escape from my control. I won't allow you to do that." After a long while, the man took a sip of red wine and spoke in a mechanical tone again.

Chu Yao listened from the side, clenched his fists, and finally couldn't help but stand up and roar: "Nie Han, I'm warning you for the last time! If you hurt that child, I will... die with you!"

Nie Han remained unmoved, with an unclear look in his eyes.

"Okay, since you've already spoken, I'll be kind and not do anything yet." Nie Han stood up and walked around to Chu Yao's side.

"But don't blame me for not reminding you. Don't like her anymore. It's impossible for you... There are some truths that will make you want to die after you know them. Of course, I won't tell you now... either." The man whispered in Chu Yao's ear.

After that, he turned around and left.

Chu Yao came back to his senses and yelled at Nie Han, "What do you mean! Explain it to me!"

The man waved his hands behind Chu Yao's back, his expression joking: "It doesn't mean anything, it just means... literally."

Chu Yao was about to chase after him when the black and white image in his mind came back to him again.

His steps staggered, his vision went dark, and he passed out.

......

Chu Yao fell into some memories.

To be precise, it was a memory that he had always found strange.

He was about twelve years old at that time, and he followed Nie Han to an open place.

He watched as Nie Han killed the woman in an extremely cruel way.

Nie Han's movements were strange, as if he was under some control, not at all skilled. His eyes seemed to be struggling, rejecting, and terrified.

The ground was covered in scarlet and there was a disgusting smell in the air...it was very eerie.

He just sat aside and watched the whole process coldly.

His eyes were hollow, his expression was distracted... like a machine without emotions, but his palms were sweating, as if he was regretting and feeling sad...

How is it possible...that can't be him?

How could I be so cold and indifferent... How could I be like a machine? And why... would I feel regret and sadness?

But this is his memory, real... and clear.

He is...the person who indirectly killed Shi Qi's mother.

He could clearly...call for help, he could clearly...stop Nie Han.

What did Nie Han mean by his last words?

What terrible truth... would make him want to die...

Why is that woman... the child's mother? Why... he has to know this now?

How should he face...such a good Shi Qi.

"Chu Yao, you are so disgusting, why don't you save my mother."

"Chu Yao, I will never forgive you. You are a devil... "

'...'

The girls surrounded him, as if chanting a spell; their disappointed eyes and cold words seemed to be stabbing his heart.

No, kid... Don't say such things to me... I don't want to, I don't know...

Muzi looked at the person lying on the bed, sweating and struggling in a nightmare, and felt very worried.

"Uncle Yao, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Muzi was at a loss. She patted the boy's face hard, but there was still no response. It was as if he was immersed in his own world and couldn't get out of it.

Muzi scratched his head and tried every possible method, but to no avail.

Just when he was about to wake the man up, Chu Yao's phone rang.

Muzi saw the incoming call and was delighted: "Brother! Brother Yao! My sister-in-law is calling!"

Huh? No, his brother can't wake up now.

Just as I was about to hang up the phone, a weak and hoarse voice came from the bed.

"Muzi...don't answer it yet." Chu Yao opened his eyes, and his vision gradually became clear.

"Ah? The person on the other end hung up. Brother, you're awake! How did you wake up? You didn't respond when I called you just now." Muzi looked at the person who woke up with a look of joy.

"You...pour a glass of water first." Chu Yao felt a pain in his heart as he looked at the sweat on his forehead that he wiped off with his hand.

Was he really... the kind of person who would not help someone in need? Why does this memory... always feel weird?

Muzi came over with a water cup: "Why did you faint this time? That's strange. Did Nie Han...do it to you again?"

"No, it's just... Muzi. Do you think there will be problems with people's memory...?" Chu Yao was not giving up, his pupils trembling slightly.

"Ah? This... generally won't happen, but sometimes... there will be memory confusion. Brother Yao... what's wrong with you? Why are you asking such a weird question?" Muzi looked confused.

Chu Yao lowered his head for a long time, clutching the quilt tightly with both hands, feeling very uneasy.

"Muzi, I'm not the kind of person who would just watch someone die without helping, am I?"

"Hmm? Of course, Brother Yao, you are the most righteous person I have ever met. Don't think too much, it must be Nie Han who did something to you. He knows too many weird things. It is not impossible to use drugs to change your memory. After all, he has done a lot of things to other people before." Muzi smacked his lips and said with some fear.