They're said to be fucking gay in all seriousness.

All of a sudden, there was no expression.

Then he popped all the balloons with his veiny hands.

After making a fuss all morning, Shen Qiucheng asked the driver, Lao Zhou, to stop by the side of the road, found a random western restaurant and got in.

As soon as he sat down, Li Chunzhong finally opened his mouth and asked, "What's going on? I'm so confused. Why did Yan Quan suddenly come to help you?"

Shen Qiucheng replied casually while ordering: "Everything is what you see before your eyes, I invited him here."

"???" Li Chunzhong asked, "When?"

"Sent him an email just before we walked into the Abyss Building."

Li Chunzhong couldn't believe it: "He actually came to help you. Seeing the balloon on his car, it seems that he was with his sister before. Did he leave her and run here?"

"Don't make this matter so grandiose, it's a deal, and what comes and goes." Shen Qiucheng pushed the ordered menu in front of Li Chunzhong, motioning for him to order what he likes, "You Didn’t you hear what Yan Quan said? This is called a debt of favor. I won’t be able to do whatever he asks me to do in the future? Who told you to owe someone?”

Li Chunzhong looked at Shen Qiucheng with deep thought and fear.

Shen Qiucheng smiled lightly, "You don't have to worry about me so much, Yan Quan can't do anything to me."

Li Chunzhong had an appointment with Wu Yulin in the afternoon. After dinner, Shen Qiu asked the driver Lao Zhou to take Li Chunzhong there first, while he took a taxi and left.

Shen Qiucheng was the only one at home at night, and Aunt Hou went home to take her grandson to the hospital for treatment.

Shen Qiucheng was lying in the bedroom reading a book bored, when the phone rang, he picked it up casually, and answered without even glancing at the caller ID——

"Shen Qiucheng~"

Only this one name came out, and Shen Qiu closed the book.

Yan Quan's deep voice came slowly, "It's boring to be alone at home. In life, you must know how to drink tonight and get drunk tonight. Come out and have fun."

Shen Qiucheng snorted contemptuously.

Yan Quan completely bypassed the contempt in Shen Qiucheng's laughter, directly put the address, and solemnly affirmed that he seemed to firmly believe that Shen Qiucheng would definitely go to the appointment when he heard these four words - "Red Alert."

"Red Alert", people usually call it "Red", although anyone who steps into that place for the first time wants to live up to the expectations and directly follow its name to raise an alarm.

As long as you know Shen Qiucheng a little bit, you will know that he has never been a "playful" person, at least so far, he has no interest in sex life, let alone night life.

He has never set foot in an empire-level place like "Red Alert".

This time, he also made an exception for Yan Quan.

As soon as Shen Qiucheng's Mercedes-Benz stopped, a polite waiter came over and nodded.

There is a saying that is correct - Shen Qiucheng looks like a flower of Gaoling who is out of place wherever he goes, even in this smoggy and smoky place.

Shen Qiucheng was led the way by two waiters, his steps were calm and steady, and he did not look sideways while smoking a cigarette.

When the elevator reached the fourth floor, a waiter respectfully handed Shen Qiucheng a gold card, "Young Master Shen, this floor is full of VIPs, we are not eligible to enter, the room you are going to is written on the card, I wish you a good time joy."

Shen Qiucheng turned over the gold card and looked at it, and immediately smiled——"111"

It really was Yan Quan!

interesting!

Shen Qiucheng inserted the key card in the room, and when the door opened, Gao Lingzhihua was about to vomit blood—his smile immediately twitched slightly.

The deafening three-dimensional surround "Mm~mm~mm~ah~ah~ah—Ya Lidie~Yiku~Yiku——"

Shen Qiucheng sorted out his expression, closed the door and walked in. The room was unexpectedly clean, with two white leather sofas, a round coffee table, an exquisite wine cabinet, and a huge screen hanging on the wall. Eighteen bans are being staged at the moment.

And Yan Quan was lazily sitting on a sofa, with his long legs crossed and curled up, a cigarette in one hand and a wine glass in the other, and two buttons on the neckline of his crimson shirt were not buttoned.

Yan Quan put down his wine glass, grabbed the remote control and pressed the pause button, raised his eyelids and looked at Shen Qiucheng standing there with a smile on his lips, "Er Shao Shen has been clean since he was a child, and he has never had a relationship with a man and a woman, which is quite admirable Ah—but you are still a normal man after all, what type do you like?"

Shen Qiucheng remained motionless, frowning slightly.

Yan Quan shifted his gaze to the screen, flicked back and forth intently, and suddenly smiled ambiguously, seeming very satisfied, "Here comes this, all kinds of tastes are sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty~"

The corner of Shen Qiucheng's lips curled into a sneer, "Don't tell me that you rewarded me with such a big debt of affection just to ask me to accompany you to appreciate the 'work of art'?"

"You think it's simple," Yan Quan rolled his eyes slightly, "I invite you to appreciate it! This is very interesting, and there are all kinds of plays. I searched for a long time before I found it." He pointed with his chin Another sofa, "Sit down."

Shen Qiucheng stared at Yan Quan, carefully discerning the expression on his face, but didn't see anything, anyway, they are here, look, who is afraid of whom!Shen Qiucheng sat down slowly, leaned back with his back straight, raised a long leg, lit a cigarette, and admired the "art" indifferently with the attitude of a bystander.

The more he looked at Shen Qiu, the more he sneered in his heart. Yan Quan was more perverted and heavy-handed than he imagined. This crap movie is full of messy things that pollute the audiovisual and rape nerves!

From the corner of Yan Quan's eyes, he glanced at Shen Qiucheng from time to time—the word "appreciation" was just a casual word... But Shen Qiucheng really created a high-end atmosphere of "appreciation" for him... …

That momentum, that posture, that expression, it seems that he is not focusing on taste movies now, but sitting at a top auction site in the world...

Damn, that's great!

The two of them finished appreciating a "masterpiece" without saying a word.

Yan Quan picked up the remote control and tuned a piece of light music to play. His eyes fell on Shen Qiucheng's face. After watching it for 3 minutes, he said inexplicably, "What do you think of Shen Ershao?"

"My feeling right now is—" Shen Qiucheng put down the hand supporting his chin, and rolled his eyes, "I don't have any feeling."

Yan Quan raised his eyebrows with a smile.

Shen Qiucheng raised his wine glass to pay respects to Yan Quan, "Thank you for the hospitality." He drank it down, pressed both hands on the armrest of the sofa and stood up, "I'm leaving first."

Yan Quan also stood up, and immediately stood in front of Shen Qiucheng with two lunges, sneered a few times, and threw himself on Shen Qiucheng's body, pressed him and took a few steps forward, and pressed him firmly against the wall , while groping under him with both hands, lazily, gloomyly and with a hint of anger, he said: "You don't want to go anywhere!"

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Before Yan Quan could outline the shape of "Xiao Qiucheng" with his fingers, Shen Qiucheng grabbed his hand.

With a low smile, Shen Qiucheng put his lips next to Yan Quan's ear, and said with a half-kiss, "You called me here to do a lot of things, what exactly do you want to do?"

Without waiting for Yan Quan's answer, he held Yan Quan's shoulders and turned sideways. The two changed positions instantly. He pressed Yan Quan against the wall and said irresistibly, "Yan Quan, I can't bear to be wrong with you." It's already very difficult to start, don't challenge my bottom line, you know!"

Then Shen Qiucheng smiled inexplicably, let go of Yan Quan, turned around and opened the door, and left gracefully.

Yan Quan leaned against the door frame, his gaze wandered a few times over Shen Qiucheng's upright and tough back, and he strode after him.

Then Shen Qiucheng frowned slightly and watched Yan Quan take it for granted and sat down on his Mercedes-Benz.

Simply inexplicable.

"What do you mean?" Shen Qiucheng asked.

Yan Quan looked at Shen Qiucheng innocently, even with a little imperceptible pitifulness, "My car broke down, can you take me back?"

Shen Qiucheng: "..."

It's too pointless to argue about this kind of issue. People have already come up, and he can't go down no matter what. It's better to send this difficult Buddha away as soon as possible.

The moment the car started, Shen Qiucheng casually said three words, "Great."

"It's okay." Yan Quan became humble, put the car seat back a little bit, relaxed and half-lyed, stretched his body, and closed his eyes, "In order to chase you, these are all small scenes."

Shen Qiucheng: "..."

The street lights on the highway are like arrows, and the inside of the car is changing from bright to dark.

Shen Qiucheng, who was concentrating on driving, glanced at Yan Quan, but said nothing.

Yan Quan opened his eyelids the moment Shen Qiucheng retracted his gaze.From his point of view, Shen Qiucheng's side face and ear tips could be seen looming under the half-length black hair from bottom to top - he moved his sight slightly - the landing point changed to the strong and graceful arms ——Finally, he fixed his eyes firmly on those hands gently holding the steering wheel——

Taken out alone, it may seem like nothing out of the ordinary, but in fact it is so outstanding, it seems to be enchanted.

Yan Quan slowly closed his eyes again.

The car slowly stopped in front of a villa in the dead of night.

Yan Quan's house and garden are very different from his own.

Shen Qiu cost thought that he would see a gorgeous, noble, splendid, dazzling and even domineering house.

As a result, its lines and colors are single and simple to the point of lackluster under the cold moonlight.

Shen Qiucheng repeated "find faults" with Yan Quan's lair with critical aesthetics.

Yan Quan closed the back door of the car, leaned on it by himself, and looked at Shen Qiucheng with a smile on his face within a distance of less than half a meter, "What are you thinking?"

Shen Qiucheng didn't answer, leaning on the car and continuing to evaluate Yan Quan's house.

"If you really like this house so much, you can go in and live there overnight."

Shen Qiucheng didn't know whether Yan Quan was telling the truth or joking, but he was listening as a joke.

Yan Quan suddenly leaned over, leaned forward and raised a hand to grab Shen Qiucheng's by surprise. At the same time, he pressed his lips firmly against the other's lips.

The stars and the moon this night are unusually pure and bright.

Shen Qiucheng blinked his eyes.

It's not as bad as it seems.he thinks.

Yan Quan's tongue went straight in, tasting the other's body fluid and the heat in his mouth.

Not too deep or too shallow, but really carried out a seemingly unbelievable kiss.

Shen Qiucheng blinked again.

Not that bad indeed, soft and sweet.he thought again.

And what about Yan Quan?

While he was thinking to himself, Shen Qiucheng's taste was still so good - even better, better, much better than before.On the one hand, it is difficult to suppress my thriving hunger and thirst - dissatisfied!He wants more!

The touch of the two people's lips did not last long.

Because more than ten seconds after the incident, Shen Qiucheng gently withdrew the hand held by Yan Quan, and pushed him away calmly.

"Actually..." Yan Quan raised his chin slightly, and approached Shen Qiucheng again—sticking out his tongue and licking the corner of Shen Qiucheng's mouth for a fleeting moment, his ambiguous smile became meaningful, "You don't resist. it's OK."

Shen Qiucheng looked at Yan Quan's radiant face under the moonlight, and seemed to be scrutinizing it carefully. After a while, he smiled slightly, "And then? So what?—"

"So what?" Yan Quan repeated with relish, raised his hand to one of Shen Qiucheng's shoulders, and raised another hand to put it on the other side, blending breath and breath close at hand—— "You can walk into the house behind me and be the master once, and tonight, I allow you to do so."

Doesn't the translation mean "Let's have a date"?Yan Quan's statement is really mystical art.Shen Qiucheng's smile gradually widened, he raised his eyebrows, and asked simply and rudely: "Are you expressing that you want me to fuck you?"

Yan Quan immediately frowned, and the corners of his lips twitched a few times, holding back his face so as not to slump down without grace.

"From your expression, why—" Shen Qiucheng asked uncharacteristically, "You don't want to?"

What kind of international jokes are you making? If you want to do that kind of thing, it's a fucking ghost!

"Oh, so in your imaginary script, I'm at the bottom?" Shen Qiucheng continued to smile, but his voice dropped to freezing point, and he said lightly and decisively: "You're really fucking dreaming of Spring and Autumn !"

The long and slender fingers resting on Shen Qiucheng's shoulders tightened without sparing any effort for a moment, Yan Quan narrowed his eyes dangerously, as if what was in his palm was not Shen Qiucheng's shoulders, but his neck!

Whether it's the shoulders or the neck, Shen Qiucheng turned everything in front of him into nothingness in the next second—he raised his long legs through gritted teeth, smiled coldly, and kicked Yan Quan straight away ——The huge force came unexpectedly, Yan Quan staggered a few steps to the side, covered his stomach and closed his eyes tightly, as if in pain.After he took a deep breath and raised his eyes again, Shen Qiucheng sat back in the car calmly.

Shen Qiucheng started the car while slowly lowering the window, slightly pulling the corner of his mouth to reveal a cordial and sincere smile, but the words cruelly hit the listener's intentional nerves, "Kiss is indeed very good-of course I mean let me see I figured out your true thoughts—your expression just now was very beautiful, but also very...depressed. Yan Quan, do I make you want to stop?"

After finishing speaking, leaving behind a short and indifferent laugh, Shen Qiucheng stepped on the gas pedal, and Shen Qiucheng disappeared into the darkness where the faint starlight was not illuminated together with his most beloved Mercedes-Benz.

There is no doubt that they are challenging each other's limits over and over again.

He originally thought that Yan Quan said that he wanted to chase him, but it was just the first son's love, just playing tricks on the spot.

Until tonight, he didn't immediately refuse Yan Quan to hold his hand and give him a kiss - he even lured the other party to express his true inner thoughts -

Exactly the same as his original guess.

He wants to fuck him!

He wants to fuck him!

He wants to fuck him!

At that moment, his and Yan Quan's reactions coincided - what kind of international joke! ! !

Shen Qiucheng tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips holding a cigarette, and looked at the city darkly away from the hustle and bustle of the day, accepting the silent baptism of the night.

He could actually understand Yan Quan.

Everyone has the desire to conquer the strong, let alone someone in Yan Quan's position.

His desire to conquer might be even stronger than Yan Quan's—academics, skills, abstinence, self-denial...everything, which one is not racing against time, brave and radical to conquer?

How can human beings achieve success and glory without the desire to conquer?

He was not so funny as to think that Yan Quan was sincere to him.

In the final analysis, they are the same kind of people, sometimes hypocritical, sometimes playful, sometimes watching the fire from the other side, sometimes sharp-edged, sometimes smiling without speaking, sometimes with bright eyes.

Some people don't have sincerity at all, and even if some people have it, they won't lose it easily.

The word "sincerity" is the most valuable, the most unbearable to lose, and the most easily broken. A timid person may not dare to gamble once in his life.

Even if Shen Qiucheng was standing on Yan Quan's territory and blasphemy and trampled on it recklessly, he knew that it was impossible for him to really hurt the other party——

At most, it will frustrate the opponent's spirit and arrogance.

Anyway, those things are inexhaustible for Yan Quan...

The next day, Shen Qiucheng went to the company early in the morning.

Including Wen Zheng, no one dared to take the lead in making trouble.After all, they all knew that Yan Quan stood behind Shen Qiucheng. After all, they all heard Yan Quan say with their own ears yesterday, "I will send him back tomorrow."

Shen Qiucheng invited Wen Zheng and Dai Jiamu as soon as he arrived at the company.

To behave in the world is to be sharp-edged and to be ingratiating.

He invited the two of them to the upper seat.

Then respectfully and respectfully give the two of them a standard ninety-degree bow below.

"Both of you are my uncles. They have watched me grow up since I was a child, and have also received the heavy responsibility from my father and elder brother. I know that you have no second thoughts about the Shen family. You just think that I am young and inexperienced, so please The two uncles give me a period of time to see if I am a good material, and then make a decision."

Anyway, the coefficients of truth and falsehood in this set of words are mixed, Wen Zheng and Dai Jiamu are not stupid, whip and sugar, some words are pulled over and let the two sides go down the steps-if they go down, they will give each other a chance, if they don't go down, they will be completely destroyed. There is no room for maneuver.

The current situation can only choose to step down first, and we will talk about the future.

In the next week, Shen Qiucheng was in a frenzied and busy state, with a bunch of contracts and agreements to sign, a bunch of documents and reports to look at, a bunch of large and small employees to appease, a bunch of flattery and false faces to deal with, and even received several a threatening phone call...

One week later in the afternoon, Shen Qiucheng's special assistant, Liang Shen, walked from the lobby of the company's first floor to Shen Qiucheng's office on the top floor with a large bouquet of blue roses in his arms.

Shen Qiucheng frowned when he saw the bouquet of roses.

"Let it go." Shen Qiucheng said casually, and then continued to work.

Liang Shen placed the roses on the coffee table according to Shen Qiucheng's instructions.

In less than one afternoon, all the employees in the company knew that the boss had received a bouquet of courtship roses——Liang Shen's tone was so strict that he couldn't find out anything, which aroused even more explosive discussions among the people.

Shen Qiucheng went in and out of the office a few times, but he didn't pay much attention to the bouquet of roses. It wasn't until he was about to leave work that he went to the bookcase to sort out some materials. When he passed the coffee table again, he discovered the hidden meaning of the bouquet of roses. Mystery.

The plump flower buds are nestled together, with a piece of blue paper similar to the color of the flower in the middle.

Shen Qiucheng took out the piece of paper, opened it, and saw that the fragrance of flowers was mixed with the fragrance of ink, and the characters in the flamboyant and slightly abstract style——

"If you can find this piece of paper, it proves that you didn't throw away the flowers I gave you, so thank you, I will invite you to have a super delicious meal tonight. PS: My left-handed writing is also beautiful! =w="

Chapter11

Shen Qiucheng slightly raised one eyebrow, and then a subtle smile climbed to the corner of his mouth - contemptuous yet calm and clear.

Then he silently tore the blue paper in his hand into several pieces, and let them become unwelcome new additions to the trash can.

In the evening, Shen Qiucheng was going to an appointment for a business banquet, so he naturally released Yan Quan's pigeons.

For some unknown reason, neither Yan Quan's phone calls nor emails came after him.

Only on the second day, Liang Shen sent a new bouquet of roses, pink and tender.

Shen Qiucheng glanced lightly, and casually ordered: "Throw away yesterday's."

Liang Shen nodded, and replaced the blue roses on the coffee table with pink roses.

On the third day, the pink rose turned into a red rose again.

When Li Chunzhong pushed open the door of Shen Qiucheng's office, he was also taken aback by the huge bouquet of fiery red roses.

"What is this?!" Li Chunzhong's voice was not low in decibels.

Without raising his head, Shen Qiucheng replied: "... Rose..."

"Of course I know it's a rose, and I'm not blind." Li Chunzhong was so excited that he was almost incoherent.

"do not know."

"I don't know...you don't know?!" Li Chunzhong's decibel increased by two more gears, "Who has shown love to you recently, don't you know?"

Shen Qiucheng looked at Li Chunzhong, and said half-jokingly: "That's too many, I can't count and remember clearly."

"..." Li Chunzhong was speechless, "...I really appreciate your thick skin sometimes."

Shen Qiucheng raised his eyebrows playfully.

Li Chunzhong changed the subject, "Did you solve all the people in your company last time?"

Shen Qiucheng gave a "hmm", then paused and said, "Probably."

"Thanks to the first son this time, I don't even hate him so much when I think of his subordinates bullying my girlfriend," Li Chunzhong said, "What is he thinking about every day?"

Shen Qiucheng didn't answer, and probably didn't need to answer this question.

"Okay, I'm just passing by to have a look at you. I'm leaving too, so I won't disturb your work." Li Chunzhong laughed, "Do you want to have dinner together tonight?"

"No," Shen Qiucheng said flatly, "I have to deal with some problems."

The hour and minute hands on the dial point vertically to the south and north, and at six o'clock——

Shen Qiucheng watched Yan Quan lazily sitting on the head of the hospital bed without saying a word. The small bed table was already filled with all kinds of dishes - if you zoom in, you will find These dishes completely change the soup but not the medicine, and the dishes are all gruel, and the difference is only the difference in taste.

Yan Quan randomly stirred the bowl of oatmeal in front of him with a small silver spoon.

He took a sip and slowly raised his eyes.

Shen Qiucheng had a delicate face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Yan Quan put down the spoon, leaned his elbows on the bed table, rubbed his chin with his slender fingers, and looked at Shen Qiucheng intently.

It was Shen Qiucheng who spoke first: "No wonder you didn't call me, so you were really hospitalized."

Yan Quan snorted and laughed, "If I could choose, I would definitely not choose to go to the hospital. Originally, it was just a small matter of stomach problems. If I have to go to the hospital every time I have a stomach problem, then I might as well stay in the hospital." That's it. It's just that your kick last time was not only beautiful but also powerful enough, if I don't go to the hospital with stomach bleeding, I will die there."

Shen Qiucheng didn't speak, just looked at Yan Quan and frowned, then grabbed a white medicine bottle from his hospital bed cabinet, unscrewed the cap with ease, raised his head to his mouth, poured it in, and chewed without drinking water Swallowed a few times.

Yan Quan threw the medicine bottle back, then raised his eyes to look at Shen Qiucheng, "I really wanted to treat you to a big meal, so let's wait until I'm discharged from the hospital."

Shen Qiucheng walked to the side of the bed cabinet without saying a word, picked up the white medicine bottle, turned the bottle slightly, and three bold and black words came into view - Pain Relief Tablets.

This was the first time Shen Qiucheng saw someone taking painkillers for stomach bleeding.

It really adds fuel to the fire.

"The doctor made you do this nonsense?" Shen Qiucheng turned around and went out after finishing speaking.

Yan Quan lay down slowly, with his back to the door, staring at the swaying branches and leaves outside the window.

A few minutes later, the door of the ward was pushed open again.

A bag of medicine was gently placed beside his pillow.

Yan Quan was stunned for a moment, and slowly raised his eyes, his eyes soared from the slender hand to the expressionless face.

Then he couldn't help coughing slightly, the emotion written in his eyes was simply indescribable.

"Stupid? Eat by yourself." Shen Qiucheng tapped the bag with his finger.

Yan Quan let out a dumbfounded "Oh", stretched out his hand to search carefully, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find what he wanted. He looked at Shen Qiucheng and said, "This is not my medicine."

Shen Qiucheng had already sat on the sofa, and just as he was about to take a sip from his water glass, he heard Yan Quan's words.

"The doctors here know what medicine to prescribe for me," Yan Quan said again.

"..."

Yan Quan was really right.

When Shen Qiucheng went to get the medicine, the doctor immediately handed him a bag of medicine that had already been filled when he heard that he was taking it for Yan Quan. I also opened several large bottles-prescribing sleeping pills for patients with stomach problems can barely speak fluently, but what does it mean to take painkillers?

If it wasn't for Yan Quan's will, the doctor would never have dared to act recklessly.

Then there is only one possibility, these are what Yan Quan wanted!

Does he have "pain reliever dependence"?

This problem is not big, but it is not small.

"Of course they know, what good are those pain relievers?" Shen Qiucheng didn't know whether to laugh or mock, "Why do you like drinking poison to quench thirst?"

Yan Quan lay on the bed, stared at Shen Qiucheng for a long time, and suddenly smiled, "It's just painkillers... nothing can bring me down... The scourge will last for thousands of years, have you heard of it?"

"You've positioned yourself well."

Yan Quan laughed, "So generally things that I'm eyeing won't end well."

Shen Qiucheng was noncommittal, he was in no mood and had no time to chat with Yan Quan meaninglessly—"Pay attention to your body." Shen Qiucheng said without changing his expression, and left the ward without looking back .

Yan Quan tried to lean back, wishing that his eyes could bend with his thoughts, capturing the fragments of Shen Qiucheng's turned back without missing a beat.

In the end, he had no choice but to give up, picked up the small silver spoon again, and ate the porridge one bite after another.

Stomach still hurting hysterically.

There was no longer Shen Qiucheng's breath in the air.

Formatting back and forth like this—

All back to original.

Nothing has changed as usual.

But it seemed completely different from usual.

It wasn't until Yan Quan finished eating a bowl of gruel that he found the source—it was himself who had changed.

It's the montages that he can't stop splicing together in his mind.

It's the jumping up and down hormones secreted in his body.

Shen Qiucheng, the future is long——

Shen Qiucheng...

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A claustrophobic space with no doors or windows, just four walls.

Light of unknown origin comes and goes on and off.

The beautiful woman with disheveled hair grinned silently, not knowing whether she was laughing or crying.

dark-bright-dark-bright-dark-

She may be crying and laughing.

Then she stretched out her bloody hands and came closer—closer—

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape from her bondage. He could feel the cold blood dripping on his face, and the creepy touch.

He could even see his gradually distorted and ferocious face through the resentful eyes of the other party.

He struggled like a fish on the brink of dehydration, and finally burst out two words.

It was the last footsteps of birth and death.

"Mother……"

Little he cried out.

Suddenly, the light disappears.

Overwhelming darkness and dead silence descended on his world.

He huddled in place and waited for the moment to see the light again.

Scene change—the space seems to be no longer a space, but a maze of time fragments.

He shuttled aimlessly through countless doors, and countless fragments of the ruins rushed to sweep him—the last thing left was an endless sea of ​​purple lavender flowers.

He stepped on the lavender branches carefully and step by step——

Until he couldn't walk anymore, he sat down wearily, and couldn't help pushing aside the flowers in front of him——

The boy lay there motionless, with a peaceful and peaceful face.

The leisurely and elegant piano sound suddenly sounded!

An urge to linger spread all over his body, he wanted to pounce on him, pounce on him and give the boy his most pious kiss.

The moment he touched the other's soft lips, the boy opened his eyes.

It beautifully reenacts the scene of the prince kissing the Sleeping Beauty that has been passed down through the ages.

Before he could give the other party a smile, a black feather fell from the sky and landed gently on the young man's straight nose——

One piece, two pieces, three pieces, four pieces... Countless pieces...

The boy disappeared in an instant, turning into countless pieces of jet-black feathers, floating away into the sky——

He reached out his hand in despair, but only caught a hand full of air.

When the last feather disappeared from his vision, he wanted to let himself go after it, but a cold and sarcastic sentence tore apart his long dream like a bolt from the blue——

"Yan Quan, do I make you want to stop?"

"Ding-ding-"

Yan Quan opened his eyes suddenly and stared at the ceiling for more than ten seconds before he noticed the tireless cell phone ringing on the bedside table of the hospital.

He glanced out the window, and the glass that was not covered by the curtains truly reflected the sky outside the window, which was the chaos before dawn.

He closed his eyes again, raised his hand to touch the phone, pressed the answer button, and said lazily "Hello?" in a hoarse voice.

The person on the other side of the phone immediately recognized the speaker's emotions through the simple, simple, and ordinary "Hello"——Yan Quan's urge to wake up is only as strong as his. The people who work under him know it well - at this moment, the anger value should be less than 30%!

Good Luck!Ancestors accumulate virtue!God bless!So he logically expressed his intention——

"President Yan, Pan Tuo led a group of people at the gate of our company, as if they were going to fight, clamoring for us to hand over someone, saying that our people robbed his daughter! He is going crazy now, and he is about to start smashing It's-"

"Fuck it! How dare he smash it?!"

I don't know if it's an exclamation sentence or a question sentence. People really don't know how to answer the sentence... so they can only say weakly: "Mr. Yan, Pan Tuo dare not... But there are people who dare... With his support, Pan Tuo dares to do anything ..."

"Who?!"

The voice on the other side became weaker, "Shen Qiucheng..."

Yan Quan opened his eyes again.

Chapter12

Since she was very young, Shen Qiucheng's niece, Pan Duoduo, has been a famous devil in the world. She was mischievous and was often beaten by her parents and family members. Shen Qiucheng's protective umbrella must be Shen Qiucheng - he is behind her to help her deal with various problems, even though they are all children's messy things the size of sesame seeds and mung beans.

It's just that he has never been able to protect his niece like now.

In the evening, Shen Qiucheng left the hospital and drove to the art school where Pan Duoduo studied piano. At that time, before class was over, he called Shen Xianxia and told her that he was here to pick up Pan Duoduo. When the children arrive, they will go to their house for dinner.

Shen Xianxia smiled, agreed and prepared the ingredients at home.

The waiting time is always boring, Shen Qiucheng sits in the car with nothing to do, smoking a cigarette.

Then a semi-new and semi-old van swaggered past him.

Out of some sixth sense, Shen Qiucheng subconsciously wrote down the license plate number of that van.

Immediately afterwards, the piano teacher ran out of the school in a panic.

Shen Qiucheng opened the door and got out of the car—the teacher naturally knew Shen Qiucheng, and cried out when he saw him, shaking his fingers and poking towards him, and shouted in a tearing voice: "They...they...they Take Duoduo away!!"

Shen Qiucheng frowned suddenly, and then the scene of the van driving past him just now appeared in his mind.

He immediately supported the teacher, even gave her a couple of shakes to calm her down, and then he gave his license plate number and said, "Tell the police all of this! Go to the police!"

After speaking, he immediately turned around and jumped into the car, and the car rushed out in an instant.

He drove towards the route where the van disappeared, but obviously found nothing.

He parked the car on the side of the road and called Shen Xianxia and Pan Tuo. The situation on their side was almost out of control—the people's police had already contacted Pan Duoduo's parents immediately, and they already knew what happened. .

Shen Xianxia panicked and shouted on the other end of the phone: "Qiu Cheng! Could it be those who killed Chen Feng? It wasn't enough for them to take away Chen Feng, this time they came to claim Duoduo's life again!"

In fact, this is exactly what Shen Qiucheng is worried about, and even afraid of, but at this time he can't get confused first, "Sister, don't scare yourself, think about it, it still makes sense to send my elder brother away, but One more child, can she be like my elder brother? At most, it is the role of a hostage, and she is definitely safe anyway. Let’s wait for the police to investigate the origin of the van.”

After listening to Shen Qiucheng's analysis, Shen Xianxia also regained some sense, but she still couldn't stop crying.

Shen Qiucheng listened quietly to Shen Xianxia's heart-piercing cry, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart - this is the mother.

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