Villa fence.

Ning Shu glanced around stealthily and waved to the people outside.

"You better leave quickly. If Fu Mingchen finds out, we'll both be in trouble!"

Outside the fence, there was still a spark flickering in the darkness, and it was particularly dazzling in the night sky.

Xie Zhen clicked his tongue and looked at the person in front of him who was still lively and energetic except for the paleness of his lips. He realized that his worry was unnecessary.

but……

He threw the cigarette butt on the ground and took a deep breath: "Are we having an affair? Are you so afraid of being seen?"

"Or is it that I, Xie Zhen, am so embarrassed for you?"

He thought to himself that even if his act of kidnapping was wrong at the beginning, he treated Ning Shu like an ancestor by feeding her well and keeping a good temper.

He doesn't even care about his dignity as the boss anymore.

As a result, he became the shameful one in front of Ning Shu.

"Oh, no, don't think too much, I didn't say anything."

Ning Shu winked at him and smiled, feeling inexplicably guilty.

The person in front of him probably really had some connection with the original body that he didn't know about. Every time he faced him, Ning Shu always felt both trust and suspicion.

He felt that it might have something to do with the other person's bad appearance or his involvement with gangs.

Xie Zhen suddenly smiled, took out a cigarette and lit another one.

He took a deep puff and exhaled, sending smoke rings swirling in the air.

"Ning Shu, play the scumbag quotes with me."

"what?"

Ning Shu was stunned for a moment, then was speechless after he realized what was happening.

"I'm just answering your question, don't let your imagination run wild. No matter how bad I am, I can't be bad to you."

【If you want to be a scumbag, then scum Fu Mingchen. 】

Ning Shu secretly complained in her heart.

Xie Zhen stared at it for a while without saying anything.

The air seemed to calm down again until a beam of car headlights from afar shone right towards them.

As Ning Shu raised his hand, Xie Zhen moved and stood in front of him to block the glaring light.

"Oh no, Fu Mingchen is back!"

Ning Shu's heart skipped a beat, he muttered, turned around and ran.

Xie Zhen, who had just blocked the light for him, was left alone.

Xie Zhen paused, and when he heard the roar getting closer and closer behind him, he turned around helplessly.

With a bang, Fu Mingchen got out of the car in a black coat.

"Are you very free?"

Fu Mingchen raised his eyebrows and looked up and down at the person in front of him.

Xie Zhen remained silent, but his eyes seemed to express his contempt and disdain for Fu Mingchen.

"I thought you would protect him, but he almost got into trouble."

Fu Mingchen clenched his fists.

"Almost got into trouble? Then do you know why those people came after him?"

Both of them knew very well that one of them failed to protect Ning Shu, and the other was one of the factors that caused Ning Shu to almost get injured.

No one can escape responsibility.

After a long period of silence and confrontation, a little head suddenly popped up from behind.

"Um... do you want to come in and talk? I made some braised food."

Fu Ming's face darkened, and he refused without a second thought: "No."

Xie Zhen also lowered his eyes: "No, I have something else to do."

The final result was that one person came in and the other one left.

Ning Shu followed behind Fu Mingchen and felt a slight sense of low pressure.

He poked Fu Mingchen on the back: "Are you angry?"

Fu Mingchen remained silent, and Ning Shu felt even more uneasy.

He sat down next to Fu Mingchen with a guilty conscience, moving his butt to the side little by little.

"He and I are really not what you think. We are very pure and have no private contact."

Ning Shu raised his hands repeatedly to assure.

Fu Mingchen glanced at him and said, "I believe you, but Ning Shu, you must put your own safety first."

"In the future, have less contact with Xie Zhen. He is not a good person."

Ning Shu paused, a little frightened by Fu Mingchen's particularly gloomy and serious tone.

"Okay, okay, I won't contact him, don't be angry."

After hearing what he wanted to hear, Fu Mingchen finally relaxed.

Seeing that his complexion had improved a lot, Ning Shu finally had the courage to rub against him and continue to act up.

"You scared me to death just now. I thought you were really mad at me and were going to hit me."

Ning Shu pulled Fu Mingchen's arm, lifted herself up and snuggled in his arms, unable to help but her eyes reddened.

[Strange, I wasn’t this fragile in my previous life.]

[When did I become so timid? ]

It was just that Fu Mingchen spoke a little loudly and he couldn't help but feel scared.

When Fu Mingchen heard this, he felt a little guilty.

His attitude softened a lot, and he stroked Ning Shu's hair and smoothed it: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spoken to you so loudly just now. Don't be angry with me, and don't be afraid of me."

Fu Mingchen's apology was genuine, sincere and serious.

Ning Shu was coaxed so much that she lost all her emotions. She was more clingy than a little bird, leaning on Fu Mingchen and refusing to get down.

The streets late at night are filled with a bleak atmosphere.

Xie Zhen was walking on the road unsteadily, carrying a bottle of wine.

In my ears I could hear the whistling of the wind and the faint voices of the family coming from the door.

He walked alone on this road, and occasionally he would laugh when he heard something.

Until the person standing at the end of the street walked towards him, Xie Zhen squinted his eyes and looked at him, then the corners of his mouth curled up.

He didn't move from where he was, but waved to the man, who quickly ran over and lifted one of his arms and placed it on his shoulder.

"The doctor said you should drink less alcohol and avoid cold wind."

Chu Tianheng spoke in a hoarse voice, holding him and snatching his bottle of wine.

Xie Zhen did not resist. He followed him and just leaned his head on his neck, muttering "Ah Heng".

Just these two words were enough to make Chu Tianheng give him his life.

"Well, I'm here."

Xie Zhen's mind was a little confused, yet too clear.

He wanted to get drunk, but the huge amount of alcohol he had accumulated over the years reminded him all the time what he was doing.

"Ah Heng, it looks like he really doesn't need me anymore."

"It's okay. I need you."

Xie Zhen remained silent. Chu Tianheng was used to it and curled the corners of his mouth in self-mockery.

Suddenly, someone pinched the cartilage of his ear. Chu Tianheng paused and held his breath.

Xie Zhen, who had just relied on him to stand firmly, suddenly became energetic, pushed Chu Tianheng away, grabbed his hair and pulled him in front of him.

There were a few white marks on his not-so-handsome face, left by the knife attack he had suffered a few years ago.

The injury was so serious at the time, and there was so much blood, but now, after so much time, only a few shallow marks are left.

Even fatal injuries are like this, not to mention unreliable relationships.

"Ah Heng, do you want to hear my story?"

Chu Tianheng kept his hair pulled, looking up at Xie Zhen, and nodded: "I want to listen."

Even though he knew that this story was about the person he disliked the most.

But it didn’t matter. During the years when he was not in Xie Zhen’s life, he wanted to know everything.

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