guarding you for seven years

Perhaps, what we see is false, what we hear is false, and only what we feel is true.

Fifth YearNO.31

The head of the village came very quickly. He had already received an investigation call from above. He was just sorry for the old couple in Yu's family. They lost their son in old age, and the white-haired man sent the black-haired man. He only told Yu Benzhe's sister the news.

"Hello, I'm the village chief of Yujia Village. May I ask who you are..." Village chief Yu looked at Bian Yang suspiciously, "Hello, let's bring back Yu Benzhe's ashes." Bian Yang I don't know what to say about their relationship with Yu Benzhe, friends?This is impossible, Bian Yang does not allow himself to have such a friend.

"Oh, hey, Yu Benzhe has been outside for many years and rarely contacted his family. I didn't expect..." Village Chief Yu sighed softly, feeling a little regretful.

Yu Benzhe's elder sister rushed over quickly, and when she saw her parents squatting at the gate of the courtyard crying bitterly, her eyes immediately turned red. "Dad, Mom." Yu Benlan squatted beside her parents, not knowing how to explain all this.

"Sister Lan." An Qing called softly.Yu Benlan raised his head and saw An Qing, and was slightly taken aback, "You are An Qing?" Her voice began to tremble, An Qing nodded, "I am An Qing."

Yu Benlan's eyes moved to the white jar that An Qing was holding in her arms, and he instantly realized that this was his younger brother's ashes. He went out alive, and now the one who came back was just this white jar.

Yu Benlan stood up and took the white jar from An Qing with trembling hands, "An Qing, why didn't you save my brother, he was so kind to you, why didn't you save him." have eaten.

An Qing clenched her hands tightly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I..." An Qing cried so hard that she couldn't speak.

"You sent him back now? My brother left with you alone, and you sent back such a white jar? An Qing, return my brother..." Yu Benlan held the white jar in one hand , holding An Qing's collar with one hand and pushing it back and forth, An Qing had no strength at all, but being pulled by her like this, her whole body leaned back, almost falling to the ground.

Bian Yang quickly pulled An Qing into his arms, and looked at Yu Benlan coldly, "Your own brother is unworthy, why should An Qing save him? They broke up a long time ago, and your brother treats her well? Your brother is hurting her The most ruthless person, she should not save your brother when she saves anyone." Bian Yang was very angry, thinking of that scumbag Yu Benzhe, she thought of An Qing who was covered in bruises back then, and now that this man died, Bian Yang felt that it was really retribution Ah, but An Qing is still sad for this man, she has been suppressing her displeasure all the way, and now that she has finally sent this man back, his family will still embarrass An Qing, Bian Yang can't stand it anymore .

Xia Lu was frightened by Bian Yang, Bian Yang's tone was extremely indifferent, she felt that the Yu family had lost their son, and when they were sad, Bian Yang said this without considering his feelings at all.

But Xia Lu was out of breath watching An Qing cry again, and thinking of that man's cruel treatment of An Qing, she instantly felt that Bian Yang was justified.

"Now that the ashes have been delivered, we have done our best." Bian Yang embraced An Qing and walked towards their car, "Xia Lu, get in the car, let's go." Bian Yang opened the rear door and pushed An Qing into the car carefully. Lu didn't dare to hesitate, and hurried into the car, the neighbors around consciously gave way, and Bian Yang started the car and left Yu Benzhe's house. From then on, this man has no connection with An Qing, which is great.

An Qing was sitting in the back seat, leaning on Xia Lu's shoulder, weeping silently, Xia Lu kept wiping her tears, Bian Yang glanced at An Qing who was still crying from the rearview mirror, and irritatedly patted her He flicked the steering wheel.

After the car drove for about seven or eight kilometers, An Qing looked at Xia Lu blankly, and then glanced at the scene flashing outside the window, "Stop, stop, Bian Yang, stop..." An Qing shouted in a hoarse voice No sound at all.

Bian Yang stepped on the brake, and due to inertia, the bodies of the three of them leaned forward. An Qing opened the car door, got out of the car in a hurry, her feet were unsteady and she fell to the ground, the dust on the ground splashed on her face, "I want Go back, I want to go back..." An Qing slapped the ground.

Xia Lu hurried over to help An Qing, "An Qing, calm down, don't do this." Xia Lu tightly grasped An Qing's arm with both hands to keep An Qing from moving.Bian Yang walked slowly to An Qing's side, and calmly looked at An Qing who was lying on the ground. Her hair, clothes and clothes were covered with dust. An Qing, who loves to be clean so much, seemed to have crawled out of the dirt.

"An Qing, what are you going back to do? Are you going to be buried with that man?" Bian Yang said coldly.

Xia Lu suddenly looked up at Bian Yang, "Bian Yang..." How can you speak like that?Xia Lu didn't say the second part of the sentence, "Don't say it." Xia Lu knelt beside An Qing, and hugged An Qing tightly into her arms.

Bian Yang bent down, took An Qing's hand, looked at An Qing's dusty face calmly, "An Qing, tell me, do you want to go back to be buried with that man, if so, I will send you back now, if No, get in the car now and let's go back to City G." Bian Yang told An Qing word by word.

An Qing shook her head, wanting to withdraw her hand, but she was not as strong as Bian Yang.Xia Lu held An Qing's shoulders, "Bian Yang, don't force her, she can't bear it."

"Xia Lu." Bian Yang raised his voice, and glanced at Xia Lu again. Xia Lu felt trembling all over. This was the sharpest look she had seen Bian Yang look at her. Xia Lu felt that she was always Those who were afraid of Bian Yang were even more afraid at this moment, she hugged An Qing's shoulder tightly, she didn't know if she wanted to ease her fear, or she was afraid that Bian Yang would pull An Qing away.

"An Qing, answer me." Bian Yang ignored Xia Lu, and continued to ask An Qing softly. The obviously normal voice was extremely cold in Xia Lu's ears.

"If you don't answer, I will take it as your default to go back to City G. You are not allowed to say that you want to go back along the way. You have no contact with that man again. Do you hear me?" Bian Yang raised his hand to comfort Qing messy Then he gently helped An Qing up, opened the car door and let An Qing get in the car, Xia Lu blankly watched Bian Yang's sudden transformation, one second he was clearly about to kill someone, and the next second he was so gentle, Xia Lu I felt like I saw Bian Yang whom I had never seen before.

"What? Do you want to stay here?" After closing the car door, Bian Yang saw Xia Lu still kneeling in the dust, raised his eyebrows and looked at Xia Lu.Xia Lu stood up quickly, and got into the car without patting the dust off her body.

Sure enough, An Qing stopped crying after getting in the car, and didn't make a fuss about going back. She just leaned quietly on the back seat and watched the scenery outside the car window.

After Bian Yang drove for three hours, they arrived at a service station, Bian Yang opened the hourly room, let Xia Lu and An Qing take a bath and change their clothes covered in dirt, and forced An Qing to eat, it was already eight in the evening It was time, and after a short rest, the three of them started on their way again.

Xia Lu and An Qing sat quietly in the back seat, Bian Yang concentrated on driving, and finally arrived in G City at [-]:[-] in the morning, Bian Yang drove the car to a hotel in G City, Xia Lu and An Qing looked at Bian Yang because they were not sure. Yang opened the room and called for breakfast.

"Sleep in the hotel after breakfast, and go back after waking up. There are still many things to be busy when I go back." The latter sentence was said to An Qing.

Xia Lu couldn't open her eyelids when she was having breakfast, and An Qing was not much better. Several people haven't had a good rest these days, especially Bian Yang, who has been driving without rest at all. good.

Bian Yang finished the breakfast on the plate in a few mouthfuls, lay on the bed and began to sleep, she was really tired, when driving last night, she almost fell asleep several times, she tried her best, thinking that there were two people behind , she must drive carefully, and there must be no accidents.

"An Qing, you should go to bed too." Xia Lu also had a tired face, An Qing's complexion was very bad, she was a little worried about An Qing, An Qing nodded, took off her shoes and lay down on another bed and fell asleep quietly.

Xia Lu sorted out the leftover breakfast for the three of them, and hung a do not disturb sign outside the door, then leaned on the sofa and fell asleep sleepily.

There is a no-pick-up sign on the door of Seven Bar, so today Seven Bar is very quiet, Yuka looks at the man sitting on the booth anxiously, she holds the phone tightly and tightly, she wants to call Bian Yang , but she didn't dare, this man is the real owner of Bar Seven, although she has never seen it before, it doesn't mean she doesn't know, she also knows that this man is Bian Yang's brother---Bian Ao.

Bian Ao was sitting in the seventh bar drinking quietly. He knew that Bian Yang had brought An Qing back, and he also knew that they were in the hotel now. He also knew that Bian Yang would definitely bring An Qing back to Qi, right? Knowing his sister Bian Yang, then it must be his brother.He is eight years older than Bian Yang. When Bian Yang was a child, their parents were very busy. Once the nanny at home was careless. Three-year-old Bian Yang was accidentally burned. Since then, he has taken care of his younger sister by himself. He took his sister with him in class. , take his sister with him when he goes out to play, even when he goes out to fight, he doesn't think it's strange that his sister likes women now, because the sister next to him is right in everything, even if it's not right, he Also make what is wrong right.

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon when Bian Yang woke up. She had slept for nearly ten hours. She felt a headache, which was very painful. She got up and took a bath. Xia Lu woke up when she heard the movement. lie down.

"Get up and tidy up, it's time to go back." Bian Yang's hair was still dripping, Xia Lu looked at Bian Yang, then at An Qing, a little confused, she couldn't believe what she had experienced these two days.

The three of them arrived at Qiba, looking at the sign of No Pickup at Qiba, Bian Yang knew it was time to come and finally came, she turned her head to look at An Qing, not knowing what trouble her brother was going to make this time.

There was a wry smile on the corner of An Qing's mouth, she knew the result would be like this, that's why she didn't want to come back so soon, but she couldn't escape, she still owed him.

Xia Lu looked at the quiet Qiba, and the first thing she thought of was that An Qing might be in a bad mood, so the business was suspended. Obviously, Xia Lu is very simple, and her thinking is simple.

Xia Lu went to the bar and greeted Yuka. Yuka smiled stiffly, then looked at the man at the booth, and showed a pitiful look to Bian Yang.

Xia Lu didn't quite understand the meaning of Yuka, and followed her gaze to the deck, and the back of a man fell into her eyes, elegant and domineering, like a nobleman in the middle ages drinking calmly.

Hehe, today’s update, uh, maybe you guys don’t understand, why did I insert An Qing’s story, and wrote so much, because I want Xia Lu to understand what she should understand, there are not only black and white things in this world , There are a lot of gray areas, we don't know clearly, and of course we should add some material to the relationship between her and Bian Yang, otherwise it will be difficult for the two of them to develop.

So, can you understand me?

Well, I definitely understand, thank you for your support, don’t abandon me, and I won’t abandon you either, I will finish writing for seven years until I vomit blood.