He said he doesn't love me

In the corner of the east side, there is a small courtyard.

The courtyard is often filled with the sounds of insects chirping and dogs barking, but the owner has not been seen for a long time.

In the middle of the night, several people pushed open the gate and walked in. The man walking in front took off his hat and threw it on the head of the person behind him.

"Sir, what about this person?"

The man took the hat and put down the person he was carrying on his back. He lowered his head and approached the man, waiting for instructions.

He just turned his head to look at Song Qingchuan on the ground, then turned his head away again with disdain, "Keeping this person here will definitely be a hidden danger..."

But if he wanted to get rid of the person, he couldn't bear it...

"When will the poison take effect next time?" He thought about it and realized that his goal was to stop others from rescuing Sun Yichu, so he could just send the person away when the poison took effect.

"If nothing unexpected happens, it will be about ten days later."

"Shut up your crow mouth. Every time you say there won't be an accident, there will definitely be one!" The man glared at him and kicked the wheelchair aside. "Take the person to my room."

After he finished speaking, he went straight back to the room. The person behind him was silent for a long time, then picked up the person on the ground again.

"Squeak..."

The man opened the door and sat on a wooden chair beside him. He tilted his head and watched others help Song Qingchuan onto the bed. The curve of his mouth gradually deepened.

"You say... what will be his reaction when he sees me tomorrow morning?" He raised his hand and touched his face until he felt a large area of ​​bumpy skin. Then he gritted his teeth and looked at Song Qingchuan who was unconscious on the bed.

If you want me to die, I won’t do as you wish!

Song Qingchuan, ah, Song Qingchuan, I never thought that the day would come when you would fall into my hands!

"Sir, do you need a body search?"

The man raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Chang Yue, even if you want to search me, I should do it myself, right?"

Chang Yue's face turned cold when he heard this. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the man, "Sir, he is full of poison. I am afraid..."

"What are you afraid of? I can do what he can do. If he has the ability to kill me, his master will never be defeated by me. Why don't you get out of here?!" The man lowered his eyelids, murderous intent surged in his eyes, as if if this man said one more word, he would make him live a life worse than death.

Seeing that he was angry, Chang Yue had no choice but to go out.

After the people left, the man stretched, raised his hands to unbutton his coat, and completely tore off his disguise.

He lifted his slightly long bangs, revealing a face covered with ugly scars. His neck was covered with black lines, like a demon from hell, determined to take someone's life.

His sunken cheeks made his eyes look particularly large and intimidating. Especially when he looked at Song Qingchuan, the slightly curved corners of his eyes added a touch of strange beauty.

Perhaps he didn't get enough rest, he kept yawning. But he had no intention of going to bed to rest, instead he tilted his head to glance out the window, then walked over and leaned against the wall.

When he saw Song Qingchuan again, he thought he was angry, or maybe happy.

But inside I was terrifyingly calm.

It was as if the person in front of him was no longer the lover he had sworn to love, but just a stranger who came to his rescue.

“Strange, why are you here…” The man looked at the darkness in the distance, a hint of worry emerging in his eyes.

Song Qingchuan rarely goes out, and he would not come out if it were not for his master's order. Could it be that something happened to Lan Ying?

He looked back at Song Qingchuan, who was breathing steadily on the bed, and walked over. He sat down on the bed, pinched Song Qingchuan's wrist and felt his pulse. Just as he thought, he was poisoned.

Otherwise, with this person's kung fu, he wouldn't have fallen from the building.

He sighed, took out the antidote and fed it into Song Qingchuan's mouth.

Although Song Qingchuan's skills were not very high, he had no problem protecting himself. Who could have been the one to deal with him when he was caught by surprise?

The man gently stroked Song Qingchuan's eyebrows, not daring to imagine how much hardship this unsociable person must have gone through to come to China from abroad. He leaned over and touched Song Qingchuan's forehead, just like he did before.

Too bad there's nothing to go back to.

If he hadn't hurt Lan Ying, maybe he and Song Qingchuan could have continued their relationship. But he hurt Lan Ying, the man Song Qingchuan regarded as his biological father.

"Qingchuan, why did you get involved?" He sighed heavily. He really couldn't understand why the old man sent Song Qingchuan when he sent him to stop others from saving Sun Yichu...

It's been a long time since we last met, and things have changed a lot, Qingchuan. The man secretly sighed that fate was playing tricks on him, and now he and Song Qingchuan have become opposites, where should he go...

I have already hurt him once, causing Lan Ying's legs to be broken. Can I really still do this to this person?

"...Forget it, go away." He murmured for a long time, and then put the jade chain he was wearing on Song Qingchuan's neck. No matter what, I can pretend that I haven't seen you.

Provided that……

Don't let him catch you, otherwise, I can't save you.

"Knock knock..."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. The man frowned, put on his coat again, and let down his bangs that were covering his face.

He stood up and walked to the door, making sure there was nothing suspicious before opening the door. Seeing that the person outside the door was Chang Yue, he frowned, "Why are you standing at my door so late at night instead of going back to your room?"

"Sir, the master has ordered us to root out the evil." Chang Yue presented a black and gold token with both hands, "Song Qingchuan cannot leave."

Upon hearing this, the man immediately kicked Chang Yue several meters away with all his strength, "Okay, I didn't realize that my people had mixed in with his dog!!!"

Chang Yue retreated repeatedly, barely steadied himself and knelt on one knee in front of the man. He still held the token, not retreating at all. "Sir, the master has ordered us to root out the evil."

"Bullshit! Whoever dares to touch Song Qingchuan will be an enemy of me, Chu Wen! Go back and tell him that if he is determined to wipe out the roots, he will kill me too!" He immediately turned around and walked into the room, slamming the door shut and locking Chang Yue out.

Chang Yue, who was kicked, knelt there for a long time. Just as he was about to get up and leave, a short dart suddenly shot out from the house.

The dart was completely white, like a ray of light, and hit Chang Yue right in the chest!

"Hmm..." Chang Yue looked at the dart in disbelief. He couldn't believe that Chu Wen, whom he had served for many years, would kill him at this time.

Just one sentence: Cut the weeds at their roots.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and tried to fire a flare with trembling hands, but Chu Wen would never give him this chance? A flying knife came again and hit the short dart a few points in the air. Chang Yue immediately fell to the ground and foamed at the mouth. There was no chance of survival.

When Chu Wen opened the door with a cold face, he saw all the poisonous snakes that had been hiding around crawling out and looking at him with their heads held high.

"...Tsk, trouble." He shook his hands, took out a bottle from his bag and smashed it on the ground.

The bottle shattered with a sound, emitting bursts of white smoke.

Chu Wen whistled, and heard a rustling sound, accompanied by the faint hissing of a poisonous snake.

When the white smoke dissipated, the snakes automatically made way for each other and lowered their heads respectfully, as if they were waiting for something.

"Come." Chu Wen called softly, and saw a big snake as thick as a bowl slowly crawling over. It raised its head and looked at Chu Wen, then suddenly twisted its body and circled around Chu Wen.

Chu Wen was stunned, raised his hand and touched its head, then pointed at Chang Yue's body, "Here you go."

The snake stood up and looked, spit out its tongue, and then took the lead to crawl towards Chang Yue. Seeing this, the other snakes also scrambled to crawl over, opened their mouths and bit off bloody flowers on its body, which was very cruel.

"do not move!!"

"hiss!!!"

Suddenly, Chu Wen felt a pain in his neck. He squinted his eyes, raised his hand to calm the snake that was about to rush over, and then smiled softly, "Is it fun to watch me kill people?"

Song Qingchuan snorted coldly, but his hands did not slow down until he saw a streak of red flowing out from that place. Then he stopped a little, "Why don't you kill me?"

he asks.

Chu Wen swallowed and squinted his eyes to feel the stinging pain there. He liked this feeling very much. It had been a long time since he had felt the feeling of dying if he was not careful.

"What do you think?" Chu Wen asked back.

Since he injured Lan Ying five years ago, he has been with someone else. But he didn't know the person well, and in order to prevent Chu Wen from turning against him, the man actually threatened Song Qingchuan's life.

Now that man is about to accomplish his great cause, he wants Chu Wen to wipe out the entire clan. This is really a case of crossing the river and then destroying the bridge!

"Chu Wen, my master...was it you who hurt him?"

Not asking, but confirming.

Chu Wen raised his eyebrows and pulled the corners of his mouth in a funny way, "You are too stupid, aren't you thinking clearly now?"

"Speak!!! I want you to tell me in person!" Song Qingchuan's men showed no mercy and cut a hole in Chu Wen's neck. Blood began to ooze out of the hole. If he hit him again, Chu Wen would definitely die in his hands.

There was a piercing pain in his neck, but Chu Wen still smiled brightly, "Don't you already know? Why ask? You and I each serve our own masters, so naturally I was the one who hurt you."

He seemed to be certain that Song Qingchuan would not kill him, and instead leaned back.

But the next second, the shiny knife stabbed into his chest. Chu Wen finally felt the pain. He trembled and suddenly said, "Song Qingchuan, if you really want to kill me, just give me a quick death."

"I don't want to kill you, I just want an answer, I just want an answer!!" Song Qingchuan's hands couldn't help but tremble slightly. How could he not feel pain when he hurt the person he loved with his own hands?

But the master treated him with great kindness, and even treated Chu Wen especially well. But it was this person who broke the master's legs, making it impossible for him to transfer the poison, and he passed away before he could see his former best friend.

Obviously...

It was obvious that the poison was not very strong, but his leg was broken that day, and by the time he arrived, it was too late to save him.

"It's me. Are you satisfied?" Chu Wen took a breath and continued to lean towards him despite the severe pain. "I never thought I would see you again. I know our future is impossible. But Qingchuan, I had no choice..."

"I don't believe it!! How could you have been forced to follow him?!" Song Qingchuan pulled out the knife with red eyes. His lips trembled as he looked at Chu Wen, who was covered in blood. He suddenly couldn't say those words.

This is Chu Wen, the innocent Chu Wen from the past...

What on earth happened, why did it become like this? ! ! !

"Forget it..." Chu Wen looked up at him, his eyes full of attachment and reluctance, but in just a moment, he covered it up with indifference, "They won't let you go. If you insist on saving that person, go find them as soon as possible and let them protect you."

Chu Wen licked his lips, as if the injury didn't exist, and turned to go back to the room. Song Qingchuan pulled him over, and this completely broke Chu Wen's usual indifferent expression.

The wound tore open again, and he couldn't help but frown, "You..." But he still chose to hide it. In the current situation, the more Song Qingchuan knew, the more difficult it would be for him to get out.

He opened his mouth, stood on tiptoe and kissed Song Qingchuan, but before he could do anything, Song Qingchuan pushed him down the stairs.

Chu Wen's eyes widened slightly, he couldn't believe that he would push him away. Once upon a time, he was the only one who pushed Song Qingchuan away, but now the situation was reversed, he just felt a sharp pain in his heart.