fleeting years live up to your love

Although the rain has stopped, the wind is still howling unscrupulously.

The living room window was open a crack, and the wind blowing in blows the curtains up.

The wind was facing the door of the apartment, with a sense of resistance, when Tang Xiao opened the door and came in, it took some effort to push the door open.

He drank a lot tonight, and his consciousness remained clear, but his body was staggering, and his legs seemed to be stepping on cotton. He was already exhausted after socializing so late.

He closed the door, turned on a small wall lamp, staggered to the sofa and lay down.

The wind blew straight at the top of his head, he felt a little cold, and his head ached faintly.

He rubbed his forehead, endured it for a while, got up and walked to the window, closed the window, the whistling wind stopped, the surrounding suddenly became quiet, and he faintly heard the sound of light footsteps behind him.

There seemed to be someone else in the room besides him.

Startled in his heart, the wine suddenly woke up a little bit, and he turned around suddenly, but he didn't see anything clearly, and was punched in the face.

The fist hit his face with such force that he fell to the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth in an instant.

His first reaction was to touch the mobile phone in his pocket, but just as he took out the mobile phone, he kicked it fiercely with one foot, and kicked the mobile phone in his hand away.

The phone fell to the ground and slipped under the coffee table.

Then he grabbed his collar with both hands and lifted him from the ground.

He shook his dizzy head, blinked his eyes, and finally saw the person standing in front of him clearly.

"Wu Jun?"

The other party was dressed in black, wearing a hat, and the mask on his face was pulled up to his chin. Under the dim light, his tough outline and facial features showed an inhuman indifference.

"How did you get in?"

Wu Jun remained silent, and punched him in the face again. He fell into the sofa, and before he could get up, his back was crushed by a strong force.

"What the hell are you doing behind your back?"

Wu Jun pushed his knee against him, pressed one shoulder of his with one hand, pulled his hair with the other hand, and forcibly pulled his head up.

He was so crushed that he couldn't move, and said with a sneer, "What the hell can I do? It's you, who has been following me furtively, what do you want?"

"Is Meng Meizhu in your hand?"

"I can not understand what you say."

"Don't play dumb with me."

Tang Xiao knew that he was not Wu Jun's opponent, and he drank a lot of wine, and he didn't even have the intention to resist.

"You followed me because of Meng Meizhu?"

Although he was drunk, his mind was clear.

Now there are only him and Wu Jun in the apartment, if they don't want to protect themselves, Wu Jun may kill him.

"I heard she's in a mental hospital."

"Still pretending?"

"What am I pretending to be? It's clear that you are following me secretly. You broke in and stabbed me with a knife before. I'll be on guard against you. Is there anything wrong?"

Wu Jun didn't answer, and Tang Xiao said again: "You think I'm playing tricks behind my back, and I also think you want to harm me."

"I warn you, don't touch my people again."

"Your people? You mean that Dr. Han?"

"If you dare to touch her again, I will kill you."

Tang Xiao chuckled, pretending to be calm and said: "If you don't think about me, I will naturally not touch her."

Wu Jun knew that Tang Xiao was not telling the truth.

Thinking of Han Mi's frightened appearance, he couldn't get angry, he dragged Tang Xiao up from the sofa, and punched Tang Xiao in the face with two punches.

Tang Xiao was cornered. After stabilizing his figure, he wrapped his arms around his waist and rushed forward, throwing him to the ground.

After all, after drinking, the reaction of the body was far behind the speed of the brain. Wu Jun quickly turned over and pressed him back under him.

The fists came down quickly, each punch hitting his face hard.

His nose bleeds, his eyes turned black, and he was lying on the ground without any ability to fight back.

Seeing him limp on the ground, his face covered in blood, his eyes rolled up, and he was about to lose consciousness, Wu Jun got up, took a tissue on the coffee table, and wiped the blood on his hands.

"Remember my words, whoever dares to touch me again, I will kill you."

After saying this, Wu Jun kicked him hard as if he was not relieved.

His head was hit, his eyes went completely dark, and he lost consciousness.

When he woke up, he was surprised to find that his hands and feet were tied, and a rope was tied around his body. He was lying in the bathtub with the shower turned on, and the water sprayed on him.

A lot of water had accumulated in the bathtub, up to his legs, and he struggled to get up, but the rope was tied too tightly, completely tying him up, and he couldn't get up at all.

With a ball of cloth stuffed in his mouth, he couldn't even call for help.

Fortunately, he was tall enough, his body was upright in the bathtub, and his head could rest on the edge of the bathtub.

Even if the water in the bathtub is full and overflows, he can guarantee that his head will not be flooded.

Wu Jun couldn't have missed this point. It seemed that the surname Wu didn't intend to kill him in this way, but just to scare him and warn him in this way.

He couldn't get up, couldn't move, and could only watch helplessly as the water in the bathtub increased and finally overflowed.

Although he can ensure that his head will not be submerged in water, he must always keep his head up, otherwise, his mouth and nose will be filled with water.

He had been in this position for several hours, and his neck was already stiff.

He was so angry that he held on until Luo Jiu came to pick him up in the morning.

Seeing him tied up and lying in the bathtub full of water, Luo Jiu quickly stepped forward, turned off the shower, and dragged him out of the bathtub with great effort.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Luo Jiu was anxious and annoyed.

She tore off the cloth from his mouth and asked anxiously, "Who did it?"

His jaw was so sore that he moved his mouth but couldn't speak.

He had been lying in the bathtub for too long, with his head up all the time. Even though the rope on his body was untied at this moment, his neck was still stiff, and his body seemed unconscious, unable to move for a while.

Luo Jiu called an ambulance, and when he was carried away by the emergency personnel, he finally regained a little feeling in his limbs.

The body lost its mobility for a short time and was unable to move because the neck was injured.

When he came out of the hospital, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He was wearing a protective gear around his neck and needed Luo Jiu's support.

Helping him to the car, Luo Jiu couldn't help but ask, "What happened last night? Who tied you up in the bathroom?"

"Wu Jun."

"It's Wu Jun again, this bastard is really a coward."

Upon hearing Wu Jun's name, Luo Jiu's anger instantly flared up.

She suffered a lot from Wu Jun, and was even locked up by Wu Jun. In those few days, she was living like a dog, eating, drinking and messing around in that dark basement.

"I'm going to clean up his woman tonight."

Luo Jiu said angrily.

Tang Xiao looked indifferent, he could not move his head and neck, he could only look at Luo Jiu sideways.

"Don't touch that woman just yet."

"Why don't you move? Wu Jun hurt you like this, do you want to let him go?"

"I'm talking about leaving that woman alone for now."

The people he sent failed to catch Han Mi and suffered a gunshot wound. Now Han Mi has bodyguards, and they are the bodyguards arranged by Jian Yao, so he can't move even if he wants to.

So far, no one knows the secret between him and Xia Chuyun, if they act rashly, their feet will be exposed if they are not careful.