Coloring the white lotus requires a few steps

It will be a matter of time before Qin Yang is found.

He made calculations calmly, but Qin Yang opened his address book and found Yuege's name, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

"Just say that you are staying at Yue Ge's house these days."

Jiang Hua's face changed: "Huh? Why are you talking about him?"

"Aren't you familiar with each other?" Qin Yang waved his dagger impatiently with a playful look on his face: "You can say whatever you want!"

As a last resort, Jiang Hua called the housekeeper under the pressure of the knife point.

The butler had known about Jiang Hua and Yue Ge's relationship for a long time, and when he heard that Jiang Hua was going to live in Yue Ge's house, he couldn't help persuading him worriedly.

Jiang Hua was not in a hurry to hang up, and dawdled for time, his palms dripping with cold sweat, and kept praying for the butler to be smarter and realize that he was not in the right state.

Two minutes later, the butler didn't notice anything unusual, and Qin Yang ran out of patience.

The tip of the knife drew a bloodstain on his neck. Jiang Hua took a breath and hung up the phone with a snap.

Qin Yang sneered and grabbed the phone.

"What the hell are you trying to do?!" Jiang Hua yelled, clutching her neck.

Qin Yang gave him a sideways glance, as if mocking his little thoughtfulness.

"Don't bother, no one can hear you."

Jiang Hua vented his strength: "...If you want money, I can give it to you directly."

"Money?" Qin Yang raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Of course I want it, but it's not the dirty money from your Jiang family."

Jiang Hua bit her lips tightly: "Then what do you want?!"

Qin Yang didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, the lightless room concealed the flash of complexity on his face.

In fact, half a year in the detention center was very boring, so boring that Qin Yang kept thinking about this question.

Once you think about this problem, you will inevitably turn over old accounts, and when you look over old accounts, what you think of day and night is Jiang Hua's face.

In the beginning, whenever he thought of Jiang Hua, Qin Yang's teeth would itch with hatred, leaving a criminal record, and his life was almost ruined.

His parents couldn't stay in City A because of the Jiang family's pressure, his elder brother delayed his studies in order to appeal for him, and he was locked up in a prison surrounded by iron nets. The only thing that supported him in his struggle against life was the burning hate.

He had to think about Jiang Hua's face every day, so that he could survive being drilled by the instructor, overthrow the juvenile delinquents who bullied newcomers, and gritted his teeth to count the dates.

It was true in the beginning, but as time went by, what I thought of every day was either my family or Jiang Hua. The longing for my relatives and the hatred for Jiang Hua began to confuse. Sometimes Qin Yang didn’t even know why he would suddenly think of Jiang Hua. Jiang Hua.

Maybe it's getting up in the morning, maybe it's on the way to class, maybe it's between running.

...Unknowingly, Jiang Hua's face appeared more frequently than his parents and brothers combined.

Qin Yang said softly, "Of course it's revenge."

After the words fell, Jiang Hua stopped trembling, and he froze on the bed, his face that he had thought about a thousand times was as pale as paper.

"revenge...?"

"Yes, revenge."

76. Angels and Demons.

Qin Yang said he wanted revenge.

Jiang Hua was locked up for a day, always on guard against the coming of revenge.

However, Qin Yang didn't do anything, just sat on the red sofa facing the bed and watched him for a whole day without saying a word.

At first, under the eyes of poisonous snakes, Jiang Hua's hairs stood on end, and he only wanted to escape, but gradually, under the high pressure, he gradually began to adapt to it.

After all, eyes can't kill. Qin Yang did nothing but stare at him.

On the first day of being locked in a strange room, at nine o'clock in the evening, Jiang Hua was too exhausted and fell asleep.

Two or three hours later, a smell of food wafted into the room, and with the stomach twitching, Jiang Hua woke up hungry.

Opening his eyes, his heart sank to the bottom.

The clothes on his body were Hengan's uniform, so it was definitely not a dream, he was indeed facing kidnapping and revenge.

Jiang Hua: "System, system."

Jiang Hua called the system twice in his head, but there was no answer. In desperation, he tugged the chain on his wrist that restrained his movements, and tried to get out of bed.

The chain was about two meters long, and it could barely circle the bed, but the room was empty, except for the bed, there was only a sofa and a bedside table.

Not finding a tool that could open the handcuffs, Jiang Hua despaired and turned his gaze to the door.

Qin Yang was not in the house, and there was a light on outside the half-closed door.

He wondered uncertainly, the revenge Qin Yang mentioned, could it be starving himself to death?

...that was too vicious.

The strange yet familiar aroma of food kept pouring in. Jiang Hua swallowed her saliva, and after a good night's sleep, she recovered somewhat.

He yelled, "I'm hungry!"

The sound fell, and the dilapidated door was kicked open.

Qin Yang walked towards the bed with two buckets of instant noodles, his expression was not very good: "What are you shouting for! Sew your mouth shut!"

His life is in the hands of others, Jiang Hua is very knowledgeable about current affairs, and keeps his eyes on the steaming instant noodles on the bedside cabinet.

Qin Yang's eyes were sarcasm, the pampered young master probably had never eaten such a thing.

"Hurry up and eat." He ignored Jiang Hua and started eating a bowl of instant noodles by himself.

Jiang Hua hadn't eaten for a whole day, and Jiang Hua's stomach ached from hunger. Although she didn't like instant noodles, she wasn't stupid enough to have trouble with food at the moment.

He leaned in front of the cabinet, barely ate half of the portion in an uncomfortable position, then moved away from Qin Yang and retreated to the bed.

Qin Yang had already finished eating, glanced at his leftover instant noodles, sneered, and went out with them.

For half a year in the correctional center, eating instant noodles was a luxury. Jiang Hua was imprisoned for a day, and it seemed that he was still not hungry.

"Don't close the door!" Jiang Hua yelled in horror.

Qin Yang paused, went straight out without looking back.

Throwing away the garbage, he returned to the bedroom, closed the door harshly, and looked at Jiang Hua with his shoulders crossed with an expression of watching the show.

But Cai Cai's panic seemed to be just an illusion. Jiang Hua looked at the locked door and then fell back to Qin Yang, showing a relieved expression instead.

Compared with being afraid of Qin Yang, Jiang Hua was more afraid of the experience of being locked in the cabinet, so that he was more worried about Qin Yang leaving alone after locking him in the room than he was afraid of being in the same room with Qin Yang, just like last time That's called Tiantian should not, and can only live and die on its own and feel hopeless.

When he found that Qin Yang had been staring at him, Jiang Hua was still puzzled: "What are you doing standing at the door?"

Qin Yang: "...Fuck."

Thinking that Jiang Hua would tremble with fright, Qin Yang squeezed out a curse, stood at the door for a while, and went out angrily.

In the blink of an eye, the door was closed, and he was the only one left locked on the bed.

Jiang Hua stared blankly at the door, the blood flow in his body gradually slowed down, the heartbeat in his ear became more and more violent, and the echo could almost be heard in the empty room.

"Qin Yang! Qin Yang!!"

Trembling, he climbed out of bed and wanted to get out, but he lost his balance and fell straight down.

"Hmm..." Jiang Hua gasped in pain.

It’s over.

The weather wasn't too hot, but he had the symptoms of heat stroke.

The memory of being imprisoned came to mind, and his forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat. He knelt on the ground, his arms were shaking, and under the dizziness and tinnitus, he felt his stomach twitching.

"Qin Yang..."

The messy banging of iron chains spread outside the house, Qin Yang pushed open the door, and saw Jiang Hua's pale face, kneeling on the ground trembling at first sight.

His pupils shrank, and he approached a few steps: "Why are you crazy?!"

Hearing the human voice, Jiang Hua's slack pupils became brighter.

Memories flooded in one after another, and the emotions covered by fear found an outlet. He covered his stomach with one hand, and grabbed Qin Yang's trousers with the other hand without thinking.

Jiang Hua's lips were trembling: "I'm sorry, woo... I know I was wrong... Don't lock me up, please..."

Extremely frightened, Jiang Hua himself didn't know what he said, but instinctively tried his best to avoid being locked up. For Qin Yang, this was the first time he saw him like this.

The apology and begging for mercy that had been waiting for more than half a year was so lightly received. Instead of feeling happy, Qin Yang tensed his muscles and froze in place.

After half a minute, he pulled Jiang Hua up from the ground.

"Don't lock you up? I've been locked up for half a year, don't you fucking think it's too early to come out?"

Qin Yang glared at Jiang Hua viciously, now that he knew he was begging for mercy, why didn't Jiang Hua think of letting him go in the past six months!

Jiang Hua's eyes were blank, and he didn't respond to being scolded. Qin Yang roughly threw him back on the bed, cursed and went out.

boom!

The door was slammed heavily, Jiang Hua looked up in horror, with crystal tears still hanging on her eyelashes.

"Qin Yang!"

There was another burst of cursing outside the door, and with the sound of something being smashed, the seemingly fragile door was finally opened a crack.

Painter Jiang let out a long sigh of relief, and stared at the crack of the door for half an hour before he felt relieved.

His knees and palms were worn out when he fell, and the burning pain kept him from sleeping soundly all night. Early the next morning, Qin Yang came in with two buckets of instant noodles.

Smelling the greasy instant noodles early in the morning, Jiang Hua was obviously very hungry, but felt nauseated.

He glanced at Qin Yang, who had a gloomy side face, and said tentatively, "I don't want to eat this."

Qin Yang sneered: "If you don't eat, you will be hungry."

Jiang Hua pursed her lips, feeling angry: "I want to drink water, and I also want to wash my face and brush my teeth."

After a few bites of a bucket of instant noodles, Qin Yang got up, gave him a contemptuous look, turned around and left without saying a word.

The door of the room was half open, Qin Yang didn't know what to do outside, Jiang Hua was hungry and thirsty, and leaned limply on the head of the bed, thinking that instead of being tortured like this, it would be better to give him a good time.

Anyway, according to the system, he will be obliterated in more than two years.

The soaked instant noodles were still placed on the cabinet. Jiang Hua endured the nausea and felt a stomachache after taking two bites, so he put down the fork.

An hour later, Qin Yang came in, glanced at the swollen noodles, and clenched his fists.

It would be a lie to say that I am not afraid, Jiang Hua curled up into a ball, and Nuo Nuo explained: "I have a stomachache and can't eat."

"What a fucking thing, why are you acting like a bitch!"

Jiang Hua puffed up her cheeks and endured the pain in her chest so she didn't curse back.

Qin Yang went out, and half an hour later, there was the sound of the door opening outside the house.

Jiang Hua listened for a while with his ears pricked up, and after making sure that he was gone, he hurriedly dragged the chain to the window.

But the bed had been adjusted so that he couldn't even touch the curtains.

He rummaged through everything he could, but there was no suitable tool. He hadn't eaten, so he almost collapsed after tossing around. Finally, he threw the pillow towards the window as if venting his anger. The pillow hit the curtain and fell softly to the ground.

Where is this!

Soon Qin Yang came back, and threw the water and porridge he bought outside on the bedside table.

"Hurry up and eat! If you keep chattering and locking the door, you'll starve to death."

Jiang Hua didn't say a word, and leaned over to eat.

Qin Yang glanced around the room, saw the pillow on the floor, and smiled contemptuously: "Throw it away and don't use it."

Jiang Hua: "..."

After another half an hour, Jiang Hua yelled to go to the bathroom, Qin Yang uncuffed the other end of the handcuffs and handcuffed his hand, waiting outside the door with an annoyed expression on his face.

Jiang Hua didn't come out for a long time, but there was the sound of running water in the toilet. Qin Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he opened the door quickly, and saw Jiang Hua standing in front of the sink, staring back at the foam on his face.

"Wash your face by the way." Jiang Hua said confidently.

Qin Yang: "..."

Anyway, in the middle of washing, Qin Yang said no, it was useless. He washed off the foam on his face a few times, and groped restlessly for the unopened toothbrush on the counter.

Jiang Hua took a careful look at Qin Yang's face, saw that his face was covered with black air, but he didn't intend to stop him. He took apart the toothbrush and stuffed it into his mouth, then glanced at Qin Yang again.

"Damn it! Hurry up!"

Qin Yang slammed the door shut.

Jiang Hua shuddered, but the heart in his throat slowly fell back into his chest.

Facing Qin Yang, he didn't really have a big heart. He brushed his teeth slowly, but his eyes kept scanning the toilet that was several square meters in size.

There is no razor, and no sharp weapon to hide. The only thing that looks a little intimidating is the toothbrush in his hand.

Disappointed, Jiang Hua's eyes fell on the mirror facing him, thinking about whether to pretend to accidentally break the mirror, and go out to confront Qin Yang with a piece of glass.

Before he could come to a conclusion, Qin Yang knocked on the door to urge him.

After another minute, Jiang Hua walked out of the toilet, and Qin Yang, who was leaning on the door, looked up and down as if scanning, and touched the waist of the cuffs and the calf unceremoniously.

After confirming that there was nothing, he snorted, "You're smart."

Jiang Hua pretended not to understand, and looked at the smashed mobile phone on the ground not far away, feeling a pain in his heart.

"You dropped my phone?!"

Qin Yang said lightly: "You have no chance to use it, who knows if there is a position."

There was indeed a positioning, Jiang Hua didn't expect him to even guess this.

But what does it mean to have no chance to use it.

He was silent and asked, "How long are you going to lock me up?"

"When will it be closed?" Qin Yang put his hands on his shoulders and leaned against the wall leisurely: "It depends on Yuege."

Jiang Hua was startled, with a bad feeling in his heart: "What does it have to do with him?"

Qin Yang's smile turned cold, and the voice full of hatred seemed to come out from between his teeth: "It's a big deal, he saved you last time, I want to see if this hypocrite will save you the second time." Second-rate."

What Jiang Hua didn't know was that Qin Yang's conviction for intentional injury had something to do with Yuege.

The private space of the locker room was not monitored. It was the same as that of the sports students in the locker room at that time. Based on Jiang Hua's one-sided statement, there was no evidence that he was tricked into the locker by Qin Yang.

After all, when there were a group of people in the room, Jiang Hua had no intention of calling for help. Qin Yang could even tell black and white, saying that he got into the cabinet to steal something and was accidentally locked inside.

However, Qin Yang kicked the cabinet in retaliation, leaving footprints on the cabinet with the sole of his shoe, and Jiang Hua's notebook when interviewing him fell from the cabinet.

After Jiang Hua was rescued, Qin Yang wanted to go back to the locker room to clean up the mess. When he went back, he found that he didn't have the key with him. The Ministry has borrowed a spare key, and the police have arrived.

If Qin Zifeng hadn't impulsively stood up for Yuege at the beginning, there would have been no follow-up incidents. In the end, Yuege, the source, turned his back on him, how could Qin Yang not hate it.

During the half year and last few months in the juvenile detention center, compared with Jiang Hua who had suffered so much, what made him feel more stuck was Yue Ge, a hypocrite who caused disputes but retreated completely. Qin Zifeng was an idiot who was played around !

Qin Yang gritted his teeth with hatred, and tried his best to endure Jiang Hua's back and forth movements.

With the two-meter iron chain, Jiang Hua unknowingly retreated to the door of the bedroom.

"He won't come to save me." He said calmly, "You might as well let me go, I promise not to say anything, no matter how much money you have."

Qin Yang has a knife in his hand, even if Yue Ge really came, he might not be his opponent.

The most important thing is that Yue Ge is a big bastard, even after disregarding the relationship, he would not even move a table for him, and when he heard someone chasing him, he would say 'whatever', just like what Zhao Yebai said, he just has no heart black lotus.

Jiang Hua has long been out of his love brain, 1 must be unreliable for Yue Ge, and in a dangerous situation, he will definitely not be bothered.

Qin Yang sneered suddenly: "Jiang Hua, do you think he can save you?"

Jiang Hua's throat tightened: "...What do you mean?"

"Do you remember the Jiang family's condition for letting me go?"

An old and cunning businessman just wanted to humiliate his conditions. He knew that he was young and aggressive, and tried every means to humiliate him before sending him to the correctional center. Qin Yang didn't know if Jiang Hua was involved, but he was sure that Jiang Hua must know about it.

He originally wanted to use his own way to treat his own body, and used it on Jiang Hua, but after Jiang Hua's inadvertent apology request yesterday, he felt a little dull.

But the target of revenge is more than one.

Under Jiang Hua's horrified gaze, Qin Yang felt a strange pleasure in his heart.

In front of Jiang Hua, he picked up the phone on the coffee table and dialed Yue Ge's number.

Two dial tones, the phone was picked up, and there was a lengthy silence at both ends.

"Qin Yang."

Qin Yang was taken aback for a moment, then took the phone away to confirm that it was his own.

He has never contacted Yue Ge, how could Yue Ge know his number?

Putting aside the discord for the time being, Qin Yang said: "Yue Xiaohua, long time no see."

Yue Ge didn't intend to 'greeting' with him at all, and asked in the first sentence: "Is he injured?"

"Who is he? Why can't I understand." Qin Yang said playfully, "I really underestimated you. I didn't find that you are so smart."

There was no response from the microphone. After a few seconds, Qin Yang turned cold and said, "If you dare to call the police, I thank you for helping me make a decision."

Yuege chuckled lightly: "Why are you panicking, I was just wondering why you called me."

"Stop pretending, I know you guys got together a long time ago."

Qin Yang's voice was even colder. After being belittled, he saw Jiang Hua listening with pricked ears out of the corner of his eye, and felt agitated.

"Hey, I'm even more surprised that a day and a night have passed, and you didn't even make a call."

As he spoke, Qin Yang looked at Jiang Hua with ridicule in his eyes. Unexpectedly, Jiang Hua was not surprised when he heard the news.

"Because we broke up a long time ago." Jiang Hua explained, "I said earlier that you might as well call my parents."

Not to mention not being in touch for a day, they haven't been in touch for two months, and Qin Yang's news is too behind.

Qin Yang didn't care about these, there were only two people he wanted to take revenge on, and hurting Jiang Hua was already the best revenge for the Jiang family.

"Shut up!" He shouted at Duan Jianghua.

This condition was not painful to the Jiang family, but it was imposed on Yue Ge, but the effect was the same as that of him back then, or even worse.

After all, with Yuege's conditions, it was impossible.

After half a year, Qin Yang finally changed from a person who was forced to choose to a person who set options.

He imagined this scene in his dreams.

His eyes fell on Jiang Hua's sullen face, and Qin Yang's smile gradually became ferocious.

He said the same thing as the other end of the phone word by word, his voice was smiling, but it was like a devil whispering.

"Yuege, I'll give you a choice."

"Either, take 100 million within a week to kneel down and apologize to me, or... Jiang Hua can do whatever I want. Of course, if you ask the Jiang family for help, I will assume that you choose the latter."

Brushing the edge of the phone lightly with his fingers, Qin Yang's eyes flickered with flickering fire, and said, "Let me see, are you an angel in other people's mouths, or a demon who kills without blood."

77. Empathy.

"Address." Yuege asked.

The corner of Qin Yang's mouth twitched, and he said coldly, "Let's talk about it after you raise 100 million."

He hung up the phone directly and gave Shang Jiang Hua complicated eyes.

"You know he can't afford so much money."

Qin Yang put away his phone and raised his eyebrows lightly: "I know, I'm just playing with him. Do you feel bad? You might as well worry about yourself if you feel sorry for him."

Jiang Hua took a few steps back, leaning his back against the wall, and stated in a trembling voice: "You never intended to let me go."

Qin Yang shrugged, noncommittal.

Jiang Hua asked, "What will happen to me in a week?"

Qin Yang said impatiently, "It's not here anyway."

......

Friday is the second day of the sports meeting. After nine o'clock in the morning, the competition has just started.

In a quiet corner of the playground, under the shade of a tree, Yue Ge stood alone, with the brim of his hat pulled down, his face almost engulfed by the shadows, only his delicate chin was exposed.

His hands were hanging by his side, holding a mobile phone that had just been hung up in his right hand.

Analyzing the current situation in an instant, Yue Ge tried his best to appear indifferent on the phone.

If a person wants to take revenge on him, the more he cares about him, the more excited he will be, and the more sadistic he will be towards the person he cares about. Yuege is very aware of the mentality of this madman.

He clenched the phone tightly, listening to the slight creaking sound in the palm of his hand, reminding himself repeatedly that he should be more calm at this moment.

A new competition will start soon, and the so-called leader has stepped into the playground.

Chen Zimo, the chairman of the student union, looked for Yue Ge for a while, and found Yue Ge in a daze under the tree. He couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. The class is in a mess, why did you come here?"

Yuege picked up the phone and quickly dialed the bald man.

"The last time I asked you to disclose the news to Chen Long, did you do it?"

The bald head spent half the night away last night, and when he was woken up by Yuege's phone call, his mind was still wandering.

He yawned and chirped, "...What news?"

"If you dare to say another nonsense, I will kill you now."

Yue Ge's expression was still hidden under the brim of the hat, but the cold and gloomy voice sounded like it came from hell, his bald head trembled in fright, and he immediately woke up.

Chen Zimo was originally displeased because Yue Ge ignored him, and the moment the reminder came to his lips, he was also chilled down the spine.

He was closer and his feelings were more intuitive, especially when he was talking to Yuege whom he had always had a crush on.

Yuege didn't even look at Chen Zimo, he tore off the work card hanging around his neck, and threw it to Chen Zimo casually.

"Go away, don't get in the way!"

"...?!"

Chen Zimo staggered back, blinking in disbelief, thinking he was dreaming.

Yuege...is different from usual.

But now no one cares about his feelings.

On the phone, the bald head said: "Brother Yue, Yue, I remembered! But didn't you mean before May, it's only three..."

Yuege interrupted: "No matter what method you use, let Chen Long know today that Yue Tiancheng bought a ticket to leave City A tonight."

Hanging up the phone, Yue Ge manipulated the phone, bought a train ticket for [-]:[-] pm with Yue Tiancheng's ID card, and then dialed a number marked as 'Su'.

The call was quickly connected.

"If I borrow 100 million from you now, will you borrow it?"

"100?"

The female voice in the microphone hesitated for a moment, a little impatient: "I have already paid you the child support, and it was settled on the spot. Are you still pampering that scum?!"

"I'll pay you back within half a month."

"Hey, you gave it to that scumbag, he can lose it all in one day, what do you give me back?"

"I use it myself, do you want to borrow it?"

The woman fell silent, and said helplessly after a long while: "Su Wen is checking on me recently, mobilizing 100 million funds for no reason, I can't explain it."

"I see."

Yuege raised his head, under the brim of his hat, his pale eyes were freezing cold, condensed into ice, and in the shadows, they were so cold that they almost appeared faint blue.

He repeated word for word.

"I see."

......

Jiang Hua didn't sleep well that night, and had several nightmares in a row.

The dream is from Yuege's perspective, Yuege hung up the phone and said coldly: "It's up to you."

He wanted to cover Yue Ge's mouth and tell Yue Ge to stop talking, he knew it, but in the dream he couldn't control himself, he could only watch Yue Ge hang up the phone over and over again in the small room on the roof, and walked towards the desk go.

asshole...

The more he understood the situation he was about to face, the more frequently Yuege's expressionless face appeared. When he was shaken awake, Jiang Hua was still thinking about it. I really regret not being able to pry Yuege's head open to see what the hell this bastard is. What are you thinking.

"Why are you so crazy in the middle of the night!"

At one o'clock in the morning, Qin Yang was awakened by his muttering in his sleep. He wanted to slap him awake, but when he caught a glimpse of Jiang Hua's forehead dripping with cold sweat, he changed to grabbing his collar halfway.

The lights in the house were not turned on, and the vision was dim, and even the silhouettes of people were blurred.

Jiang Hua was still immersed in the mood of a dream, and said aggrievedly: "I want to go home."

Qin Yang loosened his fingers, and Jiang Hua's head fell back to the bed.

He thought the same way when he was first imprisoned in the juvenile prison.

Qin Yang's face was gloomy, and he was about to stab Jiang to draw a few words, when suddenly there was a murmuring sound in the silent room.

Jiang Hua covered her stomach and said, "I'm hungry."

Qin Yang: "..."

Qin Yang cursed and went to the kitchen to make a bucket of instant noodles. Jiang Hua felt sick to his stomach when he smelled the greasy smell. Knowing that Qin Yang had no intention of letting him go, he broke the boat. Instead, he became more courageous and almost returned to his original nature.

"I don't want to eat instant noodles."

Qin Yang slammed his face on the bedside table, and smiled angrily: "Do you want to be beaten?"

He was going to die anyway, and before he died, Jiang Hua didn't want to torture his stomach.

He hugged his knees and leaned against the head of the bed. He didn't react at all to the threat, and he had an attitude of not eating.

Since Qin Yang said that he would have to wait for a week to pass, he must not dare to do anything to him these few days.

Jiang Hua is used to living a comfortable life, and has never faced any tribulations in her life, but if she has a little experience, she will not be so careless about being kidnapped and retaliated against.

Mainly because he was used to being threatened by the system, the fear of death was constantly compressed, and coupled with the stimulation of nightmares, Jiang Hua was emotionally overwhelmed, and it was inevitable that he would give up on himself.

Qin Yang really wanted to smack his head, clenched it tightly and then loosened it. Facing a face he'd been thinking about for half a year, he couldn't do it like he was possessed.

But for Jiang Hua, there was obviously a more effective way than beating him.

Qin Yang raised the corner of his mouth, his cold smile made Jiang Hua's back shiver, and his right eyelid twitched wildly.

"Don't eat, that's fine."

Qin Yang strode out of the room and slammed the door behind him. Jiang Hua's eyes widened and he was stunned for ten seconds before he could react.

"Qin Yang!!!"

Screams that were on the verge of breaking sound came from inside the door. Qin Yang sat on the sofa and rubbed the center of his brows vigorously, overestimating his endurance.

bang.

It was the sound of noodle bowls being knocked over.

"Qin Yang! Qin Yang!!!"

"Shut up! Damn it's a ghost!"

The corner of Qin Yang's mouth twitched, and he looked up at the wall clock.

At 01:30, it is obviously unrealistic to go out to buy things.

The screaming in the room continued, with a faint crying tone. The word "Qin Yang" was called out by Jiang Hua. Hua quickly shut up.

"...Fuck!"

Twenty minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Qin Yang took the takeaway, rushed into the bedroom with the door open, and threw the ordered fried rice onto the cabinet.

"Wake me up again, and I'll fucking throw you out of the window!"

Jiang Hua opened the box and took a look, the disgust in his eyes made Qin Yang's veins twitch.

"Then what if I have to wash up later?"

"you try."

Qin Yang was so annoyed that he didn't even want to look at him, so he turned and went out. Twenty minutes later, there was another "Qin Yang" thought, Qin Yang stood up and rolled up his sleeves, intending to let Jiang Hua fully understand his situation.

When Jiang Hua saw him rushing in aggressively, she flinched, and said bravely, "It's not for washing, I want to go to the bathroom, so I can't be on the bed..."

Qin Yang: "..."

After going to the toilet, Jiang Hua washed up by the way.

......

The life of being imprisoned has been like this for two days. On Saturday morning, the closed curtains could not let in the light. Jiang Hua just woke up in a daze, and was dragged to sit up by Qin Yang.

"Your home phone, say one more word, and I will kill you now."

In order to avoid Jiang Hua's loss of contact and arouse the Jiang family's suspicion, although Qin Yang dropped Jiang Hua's mobile phone, he kept his phone card and inserted it into his own mobile phone.

Being pressed against the point of the knife again, Jiang Hua rolled his eyes in his heart, but even if he wasn't afraid of death, he didn't want to force Qin Yang to do it now.

The call was from the butler, and he simply asked him when he would be back. Jiang Hua's voice had a nasal sound that had just woken up, and he wanted to give the butler a hint, but his brain was not functioning at all when he just woke up.

Qin Yang held up his mobile phone and pressed it to Jiang Hua's ear.

Jiang Hua just woke up, her soft hair curled up in a mess, her eyelids were half drooping, and she looked slumped.

He tilted his head and listened to the phone, while avoiding the sharp point of the knife, his delicate cheek brushed against Qin Yang's finger, Qin Yang's expression froze slightly, and his piercing eyes flicked across.

Jiang Hua didn't notice it, his eyes rolled around under his half-drooped eyelids, thinking frantically how to hint to the housekeeper.

As a result, Qin Yang hung up the phone just as he agreed a few words. From the other side's point of view, it seemed that he was too angry to say anything after waking up.

"..."

Jiang Hua pursed her lips and puffed her cheeks angrily.

cunning.

His cheeks were suddenly warmed up. Jiang Hua was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head, and saw Qin Yang looking at his face with a strange look, and at the same time reached out his hand to touch it, and squeezed it twice.

Jiang Hua turned her head away, with a vigilant look on her face: "What are you doing?"

Qin Yang smiled contemptuously, stretched out both hands, held Jiang Hua's cheek and squeezed it a few times, and red marks immediately appeared on his fair skin.

"What can't I do?" he asked back.

In the past two days, Jiang Hua tried to test him on the verge of breaking out again and again. Qin Yang always wanted to teach him a lesson. Seeing that he was so sensitive to physical contact, he couldn't help being interested.

He glanced at the shoulder he had bitten earlier, there was no trace left.

The touch of the fingertips is more delicate than a girl's skin, Qin Yang suddenly thought, what if he bit Jiang Hua's face this time.

"When did you and Yuege get together? Qin Zifeng was already having an affair when he smashed you?"

Before Qin Yang could react, he blurted out an inexplicable question.

Jiang Hua avoided his hand again, really a little scared.

Qin Yang left Jiang Hua with two psychological shadows, one was being locked up and the other was being bitten, so when getting along with him, Jiang Hua was most afraid of him suddenly locking the door or approaching him suddenly.

"No." He lowered his voice and said, "Can you not mention him? He hasn't messed with you. If you need 100 million, I'll give it to you."

Qin Yang narrowed his eyes, feeling upset: "Hey, you still protect yourself after breaking up, it seems that that deceitful face really fooled a lot of idiots."

"I don't want anything to do with him!"

"Who knows."

Fortunately, the name Yuege turned off Qin Yang's appetite, and he lost the interest in biting people.

During the daytime, Qin Yang generally would not talk to him, once the door was closed, except for eating and going to the bathroom, he could be shut up for a whole day.

No mobile phone, no entertainment, not even textbooks.

This kind of boring Peaceful Jiang painting is very cherished, but it is inevitable to think wildly when alone. I don’t know if it is because Qin Yang mentioned Yuege. He has been rummaging through his memory all day, thinking about what kind of enmity these two people may have.

There are too many bastards in China, and if there is a chance to escape, Jiang Hua made up his mind that he will not go to the second year of high school and go abroad directly.

Because he just annoyed Qin Yang, even if today's food was instant noodles, Jiang Hua decided to swallow it patiently. As a result, after the phone call in the morning ended, he found the extra porridge on the bedside table. At noon and night, Qin Yang threw it to His food is also bought outside.

"...It's something outside again." After receiving the dinner, Jiang Hua muttered softly.

Hearing this, Qin Yang, who was about to turn around and leave, staggered and almost exploded.

He cursed, his voice echoing in the empty room.

"You fucking want me to cook for you??!"

Jiang Hua choked, he didn't mean it, Qin Yang dared to do it but he didn't dare to eat it, he was just homesick.

The so-called young master's temper is not formed in a day or two, and of course it is not a matter of a day or two to change.

But there is always a price to be paid for making an inch.

Qin Yang snatched the dinner from him, rushed into the kitchen in a few steps, and threw it directly into the trash can.

"If you don't want to eat, don't eat!"

"..."

With one complaint, Jiang Hua was hungry.

In the middle of the night, he yanked the iron chain to vent his anger, and Qin Yang made a gesture to close the door, so he stopped.

However, his emotions annoyed Qin Yang after all. At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Jiang Hua was falling asleep when he suddenly felt the bed beside him sink, as if something was lying on it.

In the dark night, he opened his eyes suddenly, turned his head, and saw Qin Yang staring at him frowning.

"you...!"

Before the sharp yell came out, the sharp point of the chin was pressed against it.

"Call again?"

Jiang Hua kept silent, gritted her teeth, and lowered her volume: "What do you want?!"

Qin Yang sneered and repeated the same words: "Eldest young master, you are in my hands now, what can I do?"

After all, he ignored Jiang Hua's instantly ashamed face, patted his chin with the tip of the knife, and placed it on the side away from Jiang Hua.

Qin Yang held the dagger in one hand and rested the other arm on the back of his head. Looking at the pure white ceiling, he asked, "How long has it been?"

He didn't make any movements like touching his face, which made Jiang Hua somewhat relieved, and moved away from Qin Yang.

"Three days." He replied