Touch

The night is filled.

Jiang Youwei and Xiao Yixuan watched Xu Zhen's car go away, both of them were a little stunned, and they were a little bit overwhelmed by Xu Zhen's expression and state when he left just now.

After a while, Xiao Yixuan sighed with a complicated expression.

"Guess who I saw before?"

Jiang Youwei turned his head and glanced at her, "Zhang Shutong is here, you want to say that Xia Yujing is also here, right?"

Xiao Yixuan looked at Jiang Youwei in surprise, "You are very calm," twitching the corner of her mouth, "Since when did you stop calling her Miss Xiaojing?"

Jiang Youwei was noncommittal, "When someone comes, someone goes. It's not that difficult to let go, it's just that you are too attached to your feelings."

"Really," Xiao Yixuan was stunned for a while, then looked down at the ground in confusion, "Then when did I put it down?"

"Ok?"

"I met Xia Yujing and Zhang Shutong before, that woman Zhang Shutong is always like that, everything she does is not pleasing to the eye... She said that today is Zhang Xiaoze's birthday, Zhang Shutong prepared a gift and rushed to The uncle's house was attending a banquet, and was blocked by several cousins. In order to prevent Zhang Shutong from entering, they poured spicy oil all over Zhang Shutong's body, covering his body and face. They were so embarrassed, but they were touched by her. She said... She said Zhang Shutong was such a proud person, it was the first time she saw such a embarrassed look, and she said that seeing Zhang Shutong like that only made her feel distressed, no matter how much Zhang Shutong made her hurt Second-rate."

Jiang Youwei quietly listened to Xiao Yixuan's confused voice.

"I have always hated her for betrayal, hated her for not loving herself, hated her for abandoning the whole world to go to that selfish woman who never even loved her. I thought I would hate her for a long time, but..."

Xiao Yixuan looked at Jiang Youwei in confusion, "I thought I still hated her, I thought I still hated..."

Jiang Youwei sighed, pulled Xiao Yixuan's shoulder, and patted the shoulder of the friend in his arms, "Don't think about it, it's all over."

Finally, Xiao Yixuan's choked sobs came from his arms, relieved and unsure of what to do.

Xiao Yixuan asked Jiang Youwei many times that night, why you don't hate him anymore, why you let go so quickly, why I just let it go, when did it start, why... just let it go.

Don't love, don't hate.

I can no longer find a reason to love, and hate will naturally fade away.

Jiang Youwei laughed at Xiao Yixuan, "Lack of love is a disease, hurry up and find a man to marry to save trouble."

Xiao Yixuan drank a six-yuan bottle of beer on the street, and sneered sinisterly, "Men these days just want to find a woman who can take care of the whole family and children when they go back, and also have a job to support the family. The women in their hearts are all Superman, cook, filial son, cleaner, taking care of children, looking after the elderly, you must be beautiful when you go out, and you must be like a flower when you enter the door, otherwise the beauty will not be able to bind a man when he is old, and it will make people tired without communication A man's heart. You have to be independent with a high EQ and not a low IQ, and you have to unconditionally support and believe that your husband is omnipotent...I can't go on...Give me a reason to find a man to marry?"

Jiang Youwei raised his hands in surrender, "Please forgive me, Feminist Xiao."

Xiao Yixuan spread her hands, "This is my perspective of the world, whether you like it or not, whether you like it or not."

"I don't want to argue with you. Is it okay to drink? I'll drink."

"Okay, boss, another box."

vomit!

On the top floor of the rental house on the seventeenth floor, on the bed made of inferior wood, a pale arm with clear veins and blood was resting on the edge of the bed, and a bottle of unopened licorice tablets was quietly placed on the floor.

The other hand rests on the eyelid, blocking the moonlight from the window.

In the darkness, two identical people faced each other quietly, one sat on the ground with a tired look, and the other stood in front of him, as cold as frost.

"disappointed?"

"Sad?"

"Frustrated?"

The people on the ground were silent for a long time, and slowly said: "...This is what it should be..."

"Should? What should it be? What else do you expect?"

"It's my fault. I didn't tell her anything. I made her worry...she should do that..."

"Then what are you hiding, what are you hiding, what are you afraid of, since you can think about it so much, go back, go back!"

Yang Xiu covered her ears and hugged her legs helplessly, "I won't go back, I won't go back."

The voice got closer and closer uncontrollably, "I know why you don't go back, who do you think you can fool, you are afraid, you are afraid that when you go back she will ask you to tell the whole story, you are afraid, you are afraid that she will know your flaws and your obstacles, You are afraid, you are afraid of seeing her eyes, you are afraid that you can't hide anything, you are afraid that everything will be seen through by her, including those rubbish, including me!"

Yang Xiu cried, lying on the bed and weeping quietly.

"Yes, what you said is correct." The slender woman on the bed pulled a bleak smile under the cover of tears, "You are me in the first place."

Yang Xiu, who was lying on the bed, sat up from the bed, struggled to open her bloodshot eyes and dilated pupils, was covered in sweat, and her heart rate was beating much faster than usual.

The antidote was on the ground not far away, but she didn't seem to see it.

Looking down at the palm of her hand, half of the illusion, covered with another hand, half of reality, she knew she was alone.

"I indulged you,"

The voice was quiet, indifferent, unlike usual.

Although Yang Xiu in the company usually doesn't talk much, she always chooses a comfortable tone and attitude as much as possible.

In other words, this tone is more like Yang Ping'an's tone that many people are familiar with.

"With you here, I can live more easily."

The indifferent face in the illusion looked at Yang Xiu silently.

"That's all.

"So, when you are not needed... shut your mouth."

The last word fell, and the person in front of him disappeared into nothingness.

Yang Xiu got out of bed, took off all her clothes, walked into the bathroom, took a shower for 10 minutes, was as cold as ice, put on a jacket that was easy to exercise, put on a dark green coat, and took an infrared binoculars and gently close the door.

Waiting quietly until late at night, I saw the target again, this time the target was alone, walked out about half an hour after entering the courtyard, and walked quickly through a small alley, only a few meters away to the main road, where his car was parked.

Only two meters away.

A pair of index fingers protruded and hit Xing Zhe's temples heavily.

Walker fell down in response, behind him Yang Xiu took off her hooded hat, bent down to look at the unconscious man, he was a man with a very gloomy face.

For the next two weekends, Xu Zhen didn't stay at home and kept working overtime. Because of her overtime work, she received approved documents or orders from time to time. Throughout the entire era, the number of people who were forced to work overtime this weekend doubled.

Only Yang Xiu didn't come.

Xu Zhen also skipped the link that required Yang Xiu to be in charge. As the secretary's immediate superior, the president didn't say anything, and it was inconvenient for others to call the secretary back.

Although everyone knows that Yang Xiu's work phone must have received a lot of emails that were copied to her, but... After all, Mr. Xu always calls people to work overtime, doesn't he?

Yang Xiu originally had a responsible vc in his hand, and it seems that he signed a satisfactory contract a while ago. In addition, in addition to the work of the General Secretariat, it is the PE project between Li Changxin and Gu's China. At the end of the investigation and survey, the negotiation should start in the near future. Although Yang Xiu is on the list, her biggest role is to be an observer.

To sum up, it seems, probably, that there are good reasons for not seeing Yang Xiu, right?

Arrived Sunday afternoon.

The communication device under the hidden cover in Xu Zhen's office rang, Xu Zhen pressed the button to connect, and Sea's voice came from inside.

"Boss, the knife brought the man."

"Take it to my private clinic, I'll go there now."

"Yes."

A8 gallops all the way.

In the empty corridor of the clinic on Sunday, every step of Xu Zhen's footsteps echoed crisply. When he walked to the door of the office at the end of the corridor, Sea stood in front of the door. When he saw Xu Zhen coming, he bowed his head to Xu Zhen and left sideways.

He put his hand on the doorknob and paused.

For a second, Xu Zhen hesitated.

Do you want to open this door.

Do you want to wait for her, wait for her to tell me...

Xu Zhen turned the doorknob, pushed the door open, stepped in, and the door closed from behind.

At the same time, in the rental house on the seventeenth floor, the dull wailing was buried in the water, one after another, turning into waves on the water.

There are several empty needle tubes scattered on the ground, and the wires are connected to the wall, which is connected to the power supply on the corridor. A simple closed loop is made to prevent reverse power failure. One end of the loop is placed in the water. Lie quietly.

In addition, some simple utensils, glass jars for cupping, needles for blood removal, and a few pieces of blood-stained rope.

After another torture, the gloomy man was pulled out of the water with bruises all over his body, and the woman sat opposite her, watching him quietly, waiting for him to wake up a little bit.

The cold and indifferent voice sounded calmly in the gloomy man's ear.

again and again.

Calm, sensible, deserted.

There are no questions, and no answers are needed, just describe to him over and over again what happened to him in the past two days, and the next punishment that is about to happen.

In the end, the gloomy man collapsed and knelt down on the ground, tears streaming down his face, "I said, I said, I will tell you everything, I will tell you everything."

"What do you want to tell me?"

"anything!"

"Well, you might as well tell me who you are serving first."

"Who do I serve...Who do I serve...Xu Tang...my boss is...Xu Tang..."