Kuaishou: The host of calamity has meddled in the villain again

Mu Boyan, let's forget it this time--

The palm is a red ribbon, the smooth touch makes him feel as if he has fallen into an ice cellar in this hot weather, and the words "forget it" hit his heart, it was so cold that he didn't even dare to hold it tightly, holding the ribbon carefully. The bitterness began to spread everywhere, the trembling voice begged, the eyes were red, and there was nothing to do in the confusion:

"Did I do something wrong? Can you tell me? What should I do? What should I do? Please, please tell me." Mu Boyan tasted the astringency, which is comparable to the bitterness of coptis The sense of taste permeated, his throat hurt like a needle stuck, and his heart was full of pain.

This time, forget it.

He didn't understand what the words meant, but he knew that it was going to end completely, what to do, and how to stop him, but now no one could tell him, and no one could teach him, and there was no trace of the original expression in that person's eyes. Persistence and possession, as if never existed.

The ribbon in his hand could not be broken, nor could it be in his hands. He took a step forward, bent down without any scruples, and found the key and handcuffs in the trash can. He wiped them clean little by little, and the white sleeves were stained. Dust, blood stains from hands became more and more obvious on the ribbon.

"I've repaired it and cleaned it up. Can you take it back? It's not broken and it can be repaired." Mu Boyan's hands became more and more flustered. He wiped the blood on it lightly, and the handcuffs jingled. Lifting it up, desperately wanting to put the handcuffs back on.

Just handcuff it on the wrist again, he just needs to handcuff it back intact, and then mend everything, the bloody and scarred hands are about to be worn out by him at this moment, the handcuffs are still a little bit worse, just a little bit worse. It can be put in at a little bit, hope appeared in his eyes, but it was shattered in less than a moment.

'Bang'.

Su Ran snatched the handcuffs and threw them on the ground. Mu Boyan squatted on the ground first to pick them up. When he touched the handcuffs, he quickly hid his scarred hands behind him, straight He stared at it intently, trying to grab it but dared not.

"Don't throw it."

Bang Dang, the handcuffs were thrown in the distance, together with the pile of papers.

Mu Boyan was a little staggering, half kneeling on the ground with his sore legs, he wanted to go over and retrieve the handcuffs, but seeing the person in front of him turned cold, he hurriedly said: "The handcuffs are dirty, if you don't like them, I'll change them. Whatever you like, I will buy it now..."

"What are you doing?" There was more mockery on Su Ran's face: "Isn't this what you've always thought about? You hate me and always want to leave. Now the door is open, please leave."

Mu Boyan wanted to deny it, he didn't want to leave, and he never hated her, never, but now she wouldn't believe anything she said, and every sentence she wanted to explain turned into a humble plea on her lips:

"Can I..."

"What? You don't want to leave. What do you think of me?" Su Ran smiled sarcastically, but her calm words were full of chills: "Chairman Mu really is your home, or do you think everyone It's you who admire your family, you should let you like you when you hate it, and hold you when you are tempted?"

"No……"

There is no need to let him, and there is no need to hold him, he just wants to stay here, as long as he is allowed to stay, the words of asking to stay are blocked, he dare not, he is afraid that if he says one more word, he will offend her again bother.

Su Ran looked away and smiled to herself. With endless irony, she shook the transparent bottle in her hand.

"Do you know what this is?"

Mu Boyan looked at the things in her hands, the little paint left in it made his whole heart lift violently, and he repeated the words he heard that day: "The wishing bottle that Wutai Temple asked for , very important, I have to be careful."

A bad premonition surged up, almost as expected, he was flustered and nervously looked at the bottle in her hand.

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"Yes, it's very important. But now, it's not important anymore." Su Ran picked up the bottle and threw it on the ground, the glass bottle was torn apart. on him.

A small piece fell into his palm, he held the thing and put it in his pocket, half-kneeling and walked over step by step, when he touched something on the ground, he picked up the ball of paper, he opened it carefully, Suddenly froze.

It was his portrait, also thrown away.

I don't want anything about him anymore.

Su Ran closed her eyes, seeing his current behavior only felt funny, she suppressed her complicated emotions, until the sarcasm disappeared from her lips, and she regained her composure:

"It seems that you like this place quite a lot, so I'll give it to you. There's nothing you can't get from Chairman Zuo Mu, right?" She picked up the bunch of keys and threw them in front of him:

"Your Mu family covers the sky with one hand, it is indeed quite strong. I will take away the things here, and you can burn the rest."

Su Ran held Xiao Yi in her arms, and when she was leaving, Mu Boyan grabbed her skirt and begged silently that he wanted to go with her.

I don’t want a house, and I don’t want these things, just let him follow, even from a distance, don’t drive him away, the suffocation and the pain in his throat make him completely speechless, and he can only describe silently after opening his mouth.

Xu was afraid that he was too slow, so he could only shorten everything he wanted to say into one sentence.

'Please, take me away. '

"Okay."

The straightforward response made Mu Boyan freeze. He looked at her, with disbelief and hope in his eyes, silently confirming the reality, and hastily let go of Su Ran's skirt. He took out a pair of clothes from his pocket. Wipe the handkerchief a few times on the hem of the skirt, not daring to do anything else.

In the next moment, Su Ran squatted down, Mu Boyan stepped back, and hurriedly put the handcuffs into his hands as fast as he could. The other end was clean, and he wrapped it in a handkerchief. It couldn't be dirty, it was dirty. will be thrown away.

A knife was thrown on him. Mu Boyan picked up the knife and stabbed himself a few times to see if he could take him away. He pressed the knife to his heart, like a robot waiting for an order.

"Didn't Director Mu want to follow? I can follow if I use a knife to destroy it."

When Su Ran was about to pinch the tip of the knife, Mu Boyan wrapped the entire knife with his hand, and the sharp blade drew blood on his palm. As if he couldn't feel the pain, he looked at Su Ran's hand eagerly, and wanted to ask When she was not hurt, the surging pain in his heart surged wave after wave, and he couldn't breathe under the pressure.

"How? Do it if you want to follow."

Mu Boyan shook his head, holding the knife firmly, the blood overflowed and dripped onto the ground, he tremblingly drew a word no on the ground.

When the door opened, he knelt on the ground and watched Su Ran leave. He couldn't utter a word of pleading at this moment. He dragged his body to look at her, and gradually drifted away. If he didn't catch up, he might never have a chance. The blood still flowing from the palm of the knife made him understand that once it passed, it would only make her more angry.

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He hesitated, unable to make a decision.

Mo Bo knelt there for a long time, keeping the only movement, staring at the direction of the door, this is her home, she said, there is her family, will she come back later, he dare not miss it For a second, he was afraid that Su Ran would appear in the next second and he would not see it.

What he is insisting on, even he himself does not know.

The phone vibrated suddenly, and the anticipation in his eyes was instantly shattered when he saw the note, and after hanging up several times, he finally connected.

"Patriarch, Ms. Qiao sent a piano, the shares of Qiao's family, the land in the west of the city, and a card." The secretary was relieved when he finally got through the phone. His right eyelid kept twitching, and he felt something Good things are going to happen.

"She's at?"

Asking such a question even made him feel ridiculous, how could he go there, don't even want here, how could he go to Mu's house, now she would feel disgusted when hearing his name, Mu Boyan tried his best to make himself look steady Some, so I didn't lose my composure. I knew the answer, but I was looking forward to it.

If so, she just went there, even if it was just to take a look.

Secretary: "Miss Qiao is not here, it was sent by someone from the agency."

At the entrustment office, Mu Boyan's last hope was shattered. Sure enough, she didn't even want to let her own people go there, and she really wanted to cut it off completely.

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"Don't touch things, put them away."

"Patriarch." The secretary plucked up his courage, and said directly without being cut by a knife through the phone: "Miss Qiao likes you very much, but your attitude towards Miss Qiao is not innocent."

There was silence on the other side of the phone. It wasn't the first time that the secretary was hung up directly. If it wasn't for the voice of the head of the house, he might have thought that the person on the other side was a fake.

Mo Boyan paused, closed his eyes, and the knife slashed across his fingertips, as if it could relieve the pain. He increased his strength, let the hand be bloody, and asked: "What do you mean, the attitude is not innocent?"

"You seem gentle but you never give in to anyone. First, the piano and necklace at the auction, and then as a luthier for Miss Qiao. These are things you have never done. If it weren't for your deliberate connivance, Miss Qiao would even approach Not for you, but for the Qiao family. If you really want to take revenge, you can open up the conflict between the Mu and Qiao families. It takes time to deal with the Qiao family, but it doesn’t need to deal with Miss Qiao. What the Mu family does not lack is methods of torture. Have you ever wondered why you never use it?"

The secretary took a deep breath, and continued at the risk of being beaten to death: "Patriarch, until now, you have never had anything to do with kindness. For a person who has stepped on the bottom line many times, according to your previous personality, maybe the grass on the top of the grave may It's already taller than me. No one will always like someone, Patriarch, if you don't understand, you may lose what you should have."

It was clear to the bystanders that it was the first time that Mu Boyan had such a deep understanding of this sentence and understood it so thoroughly.

The knife fell from his hand, and he dragged his unconscious legs to stand up, but fell to his knees on the ground again due to paralysis for too long, the pain from the collision between his knee and the floor was nothing compared to the pain in his heart.

He smiled bitterly: "It's late."

The secretary was startled when she heard the voice on the phone, and hurriedly asked, "Master, are you okay?"

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The next sentence made the secretary stunned on the spot, he didn't even dare to say a word more, it became a prophecy, he couldn't be a crow's mouth, right?

Miss Qiao doesn't like the owner anymore?

"No problem." Mo Boyan straightened the blood stains on his hands, and ordered: "Send the shares of Qiao's family to her. If you see her, ask me what she wants."

Perhaps Qiao Ran would rather see the secretary than him. After all, she would feel unlucky even if she didn't meet a person she had thrown away as trash. If he let her see him now, it would only increase her burden.