[Zhongyingmei] Convict you

Approaching the classroom, Ryan heard the sound of lectures coming from inside.

"Will?"

The classroom was pitch black, and only the light from the outside could clearly see Will sitting on the table. He seemed to be saying something, and was pulled back to reality by Ryan.

Will was immersed in his own world, and when he heard Ryan's call, he froze for a moment, looked around vaguely, and then frowned and asked, "What are you doing here..."

Ryan didn't answer his question, but instead asked, "Are you prepping for class just now, or something else?"

Will answered with a slight shrug, his lips tightly pursed and his face a little ugly.

He watched Ryan walking towards him, and stopped less than one meter away from him. The posture of the two was too ambiguous, which made Will curl his fingers a little uncomfortably.

"I just want to see you." Ryan smiled in a low voice, and then said, his voice was a little hoarse, with a unique charm, such an atmosphere made Will avoid his sight, and he could feel his head getting hot .

"I..." In such an atmosphere, Will wanted to bring up other topics to relieve himself, but was quickly stopped by Ryan.

"I'm sorry for what I did in the car that day. I was a little hotheaded at the time..." Ryan sighed, his green eyes were gentle but with some guilt, locked tightly on Will, "I hope you Forgive my rudeness, if you want to forget, please forget him."

"It's OK, I...Ididn't...em..." Will's face was a little pale, but he still forced a smile, trying to hide the loss and helplessness in his heart.

Seeing Will like this, Ryan couldn't help laughing, he took another step forward, stood between Will's legs, couldn't help rubbing Will's hair, Ryan sighed softly, It was really comfortable.

"Look at your pitiful look, it's really overwhelming." Ryan said, his fingers scratched Will's forehead, and his thumb gently stroked the end of Will's eyes, with a gentle expression, "If you are sad If you don’t, it’ll feel a lot better if you cry.”

Will felt violated, he waved Ryan's hand down, pushed Ryan to keep him away from him, but Ryan didn't move, and continued: "I don't know why I did this to you With such a thing, even I can’t see my own heart clearly. I thought I was always rational, but now it seems that everything is unexpected.”

"Are you trying to confuse me?" Will's big eyes were fixed on Ryan, but his heart was beating violently, his fingers began to tremble, and he bit the tip of his tongue begging to calm himself down, but It was obvious that he couldn't ignore his inner desire.

"Of course not." Ryan laughed, and then slowly approached Will, his hands resting on the table, breathing intertwined, "I was just thinking that I was so rough that night, you can forget about him, because I want to give Your better, tenderer memories."

The lips touched together, and everything seemed to be so logical.Will fell backwards slightly. In order not to fall down due to physical problems, he reached out and hugged Ryan, and put his palm on Ryan's head.Ryan smiled and hugged Will's waist.

There was a sweet smell in the air. In this dimly lit classroom, two people kissed passionately.

"You like me, don't you?" Ryan stepped back, his forehead pressed against the opponent's, as if tenderly.

"Of course." Will's voice became a little hoarse, and such an answer made people feel that he wanted to cry in the next second.

"Hannibal thinks I'm not suitable to be with you." Ryan straightened up and said.

"Why?" Will's lips were very red, his eyes were moist, and he frowned puzzled.

Ryan smiled, hugged Will tightly, and kissed his ear: "He thinks you are too unstable..."

"how about you…"

"But I think it's because of you that you look so charming."

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Haven Mental Asylum.

"I know what people think about me, they are wrong, why can't I tell them they are wrong?" Abigail complained with wide eyes.Freddie Lautz wanted to write a book for her, a book that belonged only to her, but this approach was in exchange for "accusations".

She had done nothing wrong, she thought so in her heart.

"You have nothing to apologize for." Will looked at Abigail with concern. She didn't need to feel guilty about what her father did, but she denied Abigail's idea of ​​publishing a book in her heart. .

"Of course, so far." Hannibal took a step forward so that Will couldn't observe his expression. He stared at Abigail closely, as if threatening, "But if you open the That door, the situation is beyond your control. Are you ready for that?"

Abigail felt the hairs on her hair shudder, her eyes vacillating between Will and Hannibal, but eventually she settled down.

It is the danger of exposure that makes people feel safe.

The body of Nicholas Boyle was found. He was frozen under the snow, and there was no way to determine the exact time of death.

Abigail is really brave, Ryan sighed, sitting on a chair, he is now being questioned as a "witness", of course, the premise is that the person who questioned him is not the unfriendly Jack Crawford.

"Where did you go when you took Abigail out?" Jack asked blankly, giving people a sense of oppression, but it was obvious that Ryan didn't take this trick.

Ryan smiled and tapped his fingers on the table: "You know... just take her out for a stroll, after all, adolescent girls like beautiful things."

"The so-called adolescent girl, in my opinion, doesn't apply to Abigail at all." Jack sneered, his eyes locked tightly on Ryan, as if he didn't want to let go of a flaw, "But Why do you know Abigail so well?"

"The same experience, the same living environment, there is always another group of people who cherish each other." Ryan smiled helplessly, "After all, she and I used to have a father who was not very friendly to others."

Jack changed the subject: "You were in that house when Boyle attacked Abigail. Did you see what Boyle did?"

"NO." Ryan shook his head, as if recalling the experience at that time, "I heard a crash, and when I arrived, Dr. Bloom had passed out, and Hannibal was also injured. At that time, I didn't See Nicholas Boyle."

Seeing that Jack still wanted to ask questions, Ryan said first: "I really don't know anything, officer, and you can't get any useful information from me. Instead of wasting time with me, you might as well go to the Look up what was forgotten at the time."

This was like a reminder, Jack couldn't help squinting, he couldn't see through the young man in front of him after all.

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At the invitation of Hannibal, this is the first time Ryan has come to Abigail's ward in a serious way.Abigail looked at the two people who walked in, as if she was facing an enemy, her body was tense, as if she was thinking about how to escape in the next second.

But obviously, with her own ability, she can't do anything.

Hannibal stood by the window, unable to suppress his emotions, he said slowly: "Seeing the damaged and swollen corpse of a monster with my own eyes, knowing that it will never come back alive, is also a kind of comfort. "

"He's not a monster!" Abigail argued, Nicholas was just a poor man who had been disembowelled by himself.

"What about you?" Ryan sat on the bed, raised his head slightly and asked.

"I don't think I'm a monster." Like a rebellious adolescent child, Abigail's words always have stings, but in the first place, someone stabbed her first.

Hannibal turned to look at Abigail: "Is that why you dug up his body?"

Abigail had a kind of inner joy, she felt the tension from Hannibal, and she said to Hannibal with a little urgency: "You are right, I opened that door , I can't control what comes in, but this time, the timing is in my hands, and I don't have to worry about them finding Nicholas Boyle anymore, because he has been found."

Abigail was always trembling before, fearing that someone would find Nicholas one day, but now, she is no longer afraid.The beast in her heart has been released by herself, she has seized the opportunity, and she is no longer afraid of being threatened by fear.

"You've betrayed my trust," Hannibal charged. "Not just mine, of course, but Ryan's too. What you've done is endangering our lives, and yours, and you can't do that to us."

If the FBI knew that Hannibal and Ryan had helped hide the body, they would have gotten to the bottom of it.Ryan is not afraid of their pursuit, but there are too many secrets in Hannibal that cannot be known to others, and this time Abigail's actions are about to anger Hannibal.

"We need to trust you, Abigail." Ryan stood up, and he walked in front of Abigail, blocking Hannibal's sight for her, "You need to do something to make us trust."

"Will you include these things in your book?" Hannibal pressed.

"No, of course not." Abigail stepped back to avoid further contact with Ryan, her momentum weakened, "I will not say anything about killing Nicholas and you helping me bury the body , You can rest assured about this."

"Abigail." Hannibal's voice was gentle, like an elder who tolerated a child, "You also have to try to trust us, we will help you."

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In other words, for so many years, I have only been in a car, never driven [emm... I am really a pure and good boy]