My reunion with you is a belated confession

The pain on his body was clear, and Xingheng moved his stiff body.

Wet, sticky, and uncomfortable, I just want to tear off the clothes that are tightly wrapped around my body.

The first reaction was to know where He Mingsheng was, Xing Heng opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't make any sound.

In the dark basement, the silence is terrifying, as if the water on the broken hair on the forehead falls to the ground, you can clearly hear it.

It seemed that he had forgotten how the pain in his body came from, and he struggled to sit up. There was only a faint light, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

After waiting for a while, the eyes adapted to the surrounding darkness before Xingheng observed the surrounding environment.

It's just that when the eyes turned to one place, the light shrank suddenly. He would definitely not be mistaken. It was He Mingsheng. Even if it was just a black shadow, he was sure that it was He Mingsheng.

Before he had time to think about anything else, Xingheng hurriedly got up and went to He Mingsheng's side, but just when he stood up, he realized that he couldn't use his ankles at all, and he didn't even feel the whole leg.

Dragging a crippled leg, he finally reached He Mingsheng's side.

He wanted to ask how He Mingsheng was doing, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound, so he could only grab He Mingsheng's arm anxiously, trying to make He Mingsheng respond to him like this.

But no matter how hard he tried, He Mingsheng didn't give him the slightest response.

Anxiety and worry came to his mind, Xingheng could only grab his neck hard, trying to clear his throat and let himself make a sound, but to no avail.

He couldn't see the expression on He Mingsheng's face, but he held He Mingsheng's head, and the warmth and stickiness felt between his fingers caused his heart to stop suddenly.

Helplessness and anxiety filled his heart, and his heart collapsed.

At this time, someone else's voice chatted outside the door: "What can you do if you are kind to him now, he still wants to put us to death. If you want me to say, you should not do one thing and keep doing the other, so as not to cause endless troubles."

"But he is my elder brother's only flesh and blood after all, we just need to get the money."

Xingheng could hear He Guoping's voice clearly, but who was the other person?

But before he had a chance to ask the question, the man gave the answer.

"Old He, are you afraid of implicating your illegitimate daughter?" The man sneered, "I've never bothered with such trivial matters."

"If you ask me, I never take this kind of illegitimate stuff seriously. It's just a product of self-indulgence. You still have feelings."

"Heh, Lu Wen asked you, right?" He Guoping didn't answer, but brought the topic to that person.

Lu Wen?The name sounds familiar.

The man didn't speak, and He Guoping continued: "He was bullied so badly at school, you really had the heart, and you could really ignore him, but I also admire you, not only didn't help, even secretly And help others."

"You act like everyone is like you, full of sympathy, I only have money in my eyes." The man said disdainfully, and then said: "So, are you blaming me for kidnapping your illegitimate daughter?"

While speaking, the door was opened from the outside.

He Guoping followed behind the man.

"I don't know if he's still alive?" The man kicked He Mingsheng who was lying on the ground.

He Guoping stood aside and said nonchalantly, "Okay, Lu Tao, just get the money, and you don't have to kill them all."

There was no pity in his eyes at all.

Xingheng was crazy and wanted to remove the man's feet from He Mingsheng's body, but at this moment, he was like a transparent person, passing his hand through Lu Tao's body.

That's not the case, Xingheng shook his head, he clearly hugged He Mingsheng just now.

But when he lowered his head, he saw that He Mingsheng was still the same as he had just seen at first sight, lying on the ground without any change.

Xingheng smiled wryly: he was dreaming.

But why is this dream so clear, even the feeling of heartache is so realistic.

Seeing He Mingsheng lying on the ground, with He Mingsheng's blood flowing through his fingers just now, Xing Heng felt worse than dying himself.

Looking up at the foot on He Mingsheng's body, Lu Tao?Only then did Xingheng connect things together.

He should be Lu Wen, that is, Wei Qian's father. He said that when he heard the word Lu Wen, he was familiar.

At this time, the people on the ground moved their bodies and pushed Lu Tao's feet away with great effort.

Seeing this, He Guoping squatted down slowly, looked down at the people on the ground, and said with a kind smile, "Good nephew, why bother?"

"Second Uncle..." He Mingsheng's breath was weak, but he tried to stand up, took a few breaths before saying, "Second Uncle, let Xingheng go, don't touch him."

"Let it go?" He Guoping sneered: "Xiao He, what capital do you think you have to negotiate terms with me now?"

"Second Uncle, Second Uncle...I..." He Mingsheng breathed weakly and had to take several breaths at a time, but he still insisted on finishing: "I...please. …”

What responded to He Mingsheng was a wild laugh: "Please?"

"You know how to beg now? Don't you have a lot of eyes? Don't you want to go far away? Aren't you aloof?"

As He Guoping said, he stepped on He Mingsheng's instep.

No, no, Xingheng finally felt that he could make a sound, so he begged frantically, but the person in front of him was indifferent.

"I've inquired about it. Your little lover's old man left him a lot of money. You help Second Uncle get it back, and I will let you go to the ends of the world. From then on, you will be a couple forever." He Guoping twitched his feet hard and saw He Mingsheng Satisfied only by exhaling in pain.

"Second Uncle, Xingheng has no money, and he doesn't know anything." He Mingsheng grabbed He Guoping's trousers, begged, and muttered: "He has nothing, Second Uncle...please, Let him go..."

Seeing He Mingsheng like this, Xingheng's heart throbbed violently, scratching his heart and liver, as if he had fallen into an abyss, and his heart sank quickly.

"It's not impossible to let him go. Aren't you arrogant? Come on, kowtow to the second uncle, and the second uncle will let you go, okay?" If it weren't for the expression on He Guoping's face and what he said, he would just listen This tone is like a loving father caring for his son.

He Mingsheng squirmed, and looked at He Guoping, the expression on his face was so calm that no one could see any emotion, but the hands on both sides were clenched tightly, and anyone could see his anger and forbearance.

No, I beg you bro...I beg you, don't.

This hoarse cry was ignored without any accidents. Just like that, he watched He Mingsheng dragging his precarious body, sitting up straight after lying down for a long time, and then kneeling.

The heart constricted suddenly, with a strong sense of suffocation, Xingheng felt as if he had died, leaving only a shell.

That kneeling, kneeling is He Mingsheng's dignity, kneeling is Xingheng's unforgettable

Tears welled up in his eyes, Xingheng did the same action as He Mingsheng, but Xingheng was only facing He Mingsheng.

Kneeling and sitting next to He Mingsheng, Xingheng's hand extended towards He Mingsheng was trembling, and he murmured: "Brother, I'm sorry..."

Gently embraced He Mingsheng, wanting to bring him into his arms.

The sense of touch is no longer ethereal, and it gradually takes shape.

Xingheng woke up slowly, his eyes were sore, the long dream just now felt like he experienced it himself.

The only difference is that he is lying in He Mingsheng's arms.

"Brother, I had a dream...in the dream there was you and me." Xing Heng leaned against He Mingsheng's chest, his voice hoarse, as if he had really screamed.

But in the dream we are not happy at all.

"Baby, it's okay." He Mingsheng lowered his head and kissed Xing Heng's forehead, which seemed to comfort him, but also seemed to confirm his existence.

Tears wet He Mingsheng's chest.

He knew that it was not just a dream, it was something that really happened, it was He Meiqi's original narration, it was her witness, it was just that she didn't appear in his dream.

He used to think that being by He Mingsheng's side would be beautiful, but later on, he felt that even if it turned into wind and rain, as long as He Mingsheng was safe and happy, he would be fearless.

However, in the end, all he brought to He Mingsheng was endless pain and torture.