last love

The feeling of dizziness lasted for a while, but Han Jiangque could still vaguely feel that after being roughly dragged out of the car, he was thrown directly on the concrete floor.

Then there were vaguely low voices of conversation around him, and the chaotic footsteps of several people walking around. In the chaos, he felt as if water had been splashed on his face, and he suddenly felt cold.

The sudden stimulation made him tremble all over, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

The scene in front of me was still heavy at first, and the roof of the abandoned parking lot seemed to be spinning.

Han Jiangque wiped his face with his hands, only to see thin blood on his fingertips, flowing down between his fingers, the color was very dazzling.

"woke up?"

A familiar gloomy voice came from above Han Jiangque's head.

Han Jiangque's headache was severe, but he still tried his best to sit up immediately.

He raised his head, and saw Zhuo Yuan in a black coat looking down at him coldly. At that moment, Han Jiangque felt a chill in his back, and had a very bad feeling.

One or two ribs should be broken, and when he pressed his chest, he felt a sharp pain inside. He tried his best to inhale and inhaled lightly, so as not to irritate his injuries.

Of course my head hurt, but it wasn't too hard.

Behind Zhuo Yuan, the rear of Han Jiangque's Land Rover had been smashed into a mess by a black SUV, the rear was dented, and the exhaust pipe emitted wisps of white gas.

And there are five or six Alphas standing around, surrounding them tightly like this. These people are dressed in different styles, but without exception, they are all tall and strong.

Han Jiangque's eyes moved slowly, and he carefully observed the hands of several Alphas.

I saw that the palms of these people had rough skin, very thick joints, and even some old injuries. One of them even lost a knuckle in his little finger.

Han Jiangque realized instantly that the people Zhuo Yuan brought this time were probably not even regular bodyguards, but outright desperadoes.

Such a venue brings these people.

These are extremely dangerous signals.

"Zhuo Yuan,"

Han Jiangque took a breath and said hoarsely, "What do you want to do?"

"Hey, what do I want to do?"

Zhuo Yuan sneered, speaking very slowly.

He took a step forward in his brown-red leather boots, and then stopped in front of Han Jiangque.

Han Jiangque remained silent and did not speak.

After Zhuo Yuan waited for a few seconds, he suddenly raised a foot and kicked Han Jiangque hard on the chest.

This kick made Han Jiangque groan heavily.

He already had broken ribs, but this kick made his lungs extremely painful. His whole body curled up in pain, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead.

Zhuo Yuan stared at the Alpha at his feet, with a hint of relief in his eyes: "Han Jiangque, don't you know what I want to do? Since you want to push people to a dead end, you have to know that people will do something when they are pushed. Something crazy, right?"

As he spoke, he slowly squatted down and grabbed Han Jiangque by the collar, and said slowly: "I asked Wen Ke to warn you not to let things go. You two just didn't listen. Since there is no positive way, then It seems that there is only this single-plank bridge for all of us to walk.”

His tone was cold, and the meaning inside gave people a horrible feeling.

Han Jiangque looked very embarrassed at this time, with dark blood stains on his face, and dust on his graceful chin, but his dark eyes shone with a rare calm light.

Years of boxing experience allowed Han Jiangque to grasp his physical condition much more accurately than ordinary people.

He knew that the current injury was far from fatal. It seemed scary, but it was actually not as bad as a more dangerous boxing match.

The original intention of Zhuo Yuan's gang was definitely not to kill him directly, but to knock him down to lose most of his ability to resist.

When temporarily losing the strong physique he was proud of, Han Jiangque's head had to run rapidly, and he had to find a way to deal with the extremely bad state.

"Zhuo Yuan, if you want to kill me, you don't need to go to such trouble."

Han Jiangque looked at Zhuo Yuan flatly, didn't even show any anger, but said word by word: "Don't bring so many people to block me in the abandoned parking lot on purpose. What do you want?"

Zhuo Yuan looked at Han Jiangque's face——

This is such a unique face.

He remembered that in high school, Omega would specially run to the door of their class during recess, peeking at Han Jiangque who was sleeping on his stomach on the desk.

When Han Jiangque casually walked through the corridor, those Omegas would shyly get together and whisper.

Han Jiangque is the well-known bad boy, out of place, rebellious and naughty.

But what everyone doesn't say is——

Han Jiangque is also a man of the hour in Bei No. [-] Middle School.

In contrast, Zhuo Yuan is not a bad boy, he is gentle with others, has high grades, and is very polite to every teacher.

But he was just, mediocre.

A hint of sternness flashed quickly in Zhuo Yuan's eyes, but he quickly hid it.

He came today, also on the brink of despair, he has no time to waste.

Zhuo Yuan loosened Han Jiangque's collar, stepped back a little, and suddenly showed a very shallow smile.

"You're not as stupid as I thought."

He straightened his shirt cuffs, and then said lightly: "Han Jiangque, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense, I know you have contacted the procuratorate, produced some evidence, and kept my dad inside for investigation. Involve my uncle. I want you to call your subordinates now, withdraw your relationship and materials, say that the documents are false, the evidence is false, the witnesses give false testimony, and you can deal with it whatever you want.

"But today, I want my dad to get me out of the detention center immediately."

Zhuo Yuan stretched out his hand, Alpha at the side immediately leaned over, took out a mobile phone from his coat and handed it to Zhuo Yuan's palm.

Zhuo Yuan spread his palms flat like this, handed the mobile phone in front of Han Jiangque, and said contemptuously: "Han Jiangque, make a few calls, and settle the matter for me now. How about it? In order to save your life , you should be able to do it, right?"

Han Jiangque didn't pick up the phone right away, but raised his head and looked at Zhuo Yuan quietly.

He knew that Zhuo Yuan's frivolous phone calls meant that all the preparations he had made before would be wasted in an instant.

It's been half a year, and in the past six months, he has exhausted all his strength, and even had a rift with Wen Ke because of this. The strike plan deployed by gritting his teeth like this, faced such a cruel choice when he was one step away from success.

A snowflake fell quietly from nowhere and landed on Zhuo Yuan's palm.

During those few seconds, the entire parking lot was so quiet that only the whistling wind could be heard.

Silence, still suffocating silence.

Zhuo Yuan suddenly smiled, and turned his head to give Alpha a wink.

The burly Alpha in a gray sweater understood, grabbed Han Jiangque by the collar, picked up the injured Alpha directly, then clenched his fist and punched Han Jiangque on the right side of the face.

Han Jiangque staggered and fell two steps back, and finally managed to hold the Land Rover's body with his hands, so as not to slump on the ground again.

Before he could stand still, another Alpha grabbed his hair from behind and pressed his face hard against the cold car hood with a "bang".

When he was hit on the head, his teeth accidentally bit off a small piece of flesh.

Han Jiangque couldn't help letting out a low growl. His mouth and cavity were full of the smell of blood. As soon as he opened his mouth, he spit out a mouthful of thick blood.

Zhuo Yuan also stood up, and he walked briskly to Han Jiangque's side, and said in a low voice, "Han Jiangque, are you going to make this call or not?"

Han Jiangque was pressed against the car hood with his face sideways, and he could only look at Zhuo Yuan with this humiliating angle.

He clenched his teeth, and after a few seconds, he squeezed out four words: "Call me."

Zhuo Yuan suddenly grinned.

He leaned over and whispered in Han Jiangque's ear: "Han Jiangque, you have been very rude to me when we met after graduation. Of course I know, after all, I fucked your favorite Wen Ke has been ten years old, you have a lot of opinions on me in your heart, but your attitude still makes me very uncomfortable-you can understand? It's really not me begging you, but you begging me for calling now. Beg me to give you a way out. Han Jiangque, you have to show some sincerity and make me feel better, right?"

The narcissus pheromone on Zhuo Yuan's body wafted out of his nostrils, and with his sinister voice, Han Jiangque couldn't help but get goosebumps on his back, as if he was being attached to a poisonous snake and talking.

Han Jiangque closed his eyes tightly, and after a while, he finally said softly, "Zhuo Yuan, yes, I'm sorry, let me call."

"Han Jiangque, it's not that easy. Tell me, you like Wen Ke so much, but the first time he took off his clothes, and the first time he was bitten on the neck, it wasn't for you. You really feel bad, right? So you That's why you got revenge on me, right?"

Zhuo Yuan looked at the handsome Alpha with mottled blood on his face, his tone was full of uncontrollable excitement

He had wanted to say that a long time ago, speaking out the worst thoughts in his heart without any scruples.

While belittling Wen Ke, it can also make Han Jiangque feel pain and humiliation, which will comfort Han Jiangque any torture——

He wanted to let Han Jiangque know that he was the first person to possess Wen Ke, and this was a supreme victory.

"Yes."

Han Jiangque's long eyelashes trembled, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I like Wen Ke so much, the fact that he is with you has caused me so much pain. Zhuo Yuan, let me call, please, okay? "

This was the first time in his life that he begged for mercy in front of Zhuo Yuan.

At that moment, his pain was more than heart-wrenching.

Cruel, selfish, hypocritical—

Zhuo Yuan is a combination of all the qualities he despises the most, and he is a master of despicableness.

Just like a wounded wolf would never survive in front of hyenas, he never thought of showing weakness in front of Zhuo Yuan, he was proud in his bones, even when he was young when he had nothing, no one could make him humble and stubborn head.

The cruelest thing in this world is to delay one's own dignity.

If it was a day ago, he would rather be beaten to death like this than beg for mercy.

But it is different now.

Zhuo Yuan thought that stimulating him with Wen Ke would make him collapse, but what Zhuo Yuan didn't know was that after what he said last night——

Mentioning Zhuo Yuan will only make him more mature and calm than ever before.

Now he is no longer the lonely Han Jiangque back then.

He is the Alpha who will accompany Wen Ke for the rest of his life, and the father of Xiao Xue and Nian Nian.

He will never fall down easily.

……

Zhuo Yuan looked at the pale and trembling Alpha in front of him, and for a moment, he almost had a sense of accomplishment of defeating the greatest enemy in his life.

Han Jiangque was not so invincible, and he would be weakly begging him for mercy because he was afraid of death.

He even gave birth to a trace of sympathy condescendingly.

He signaled Alpha on the side to let go with his eyes, sneered, handed the phone to Han Jiangque, and took out the metal cigarette case from his arms.

Han Jiangque wiped the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, looked at the phone expressionlessly, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "Is this your phone?"

"You think I'm an idiot?" Zhuo Yuan lit a cigarette disdainfully: "I will bring my own mobile phone?"

He obviously has a lot of experience in doing such insidious things. If he doesn't bring his own phone with him, it's like destroying the surveillance when he does something at B University. He won't leave evidence.

"I'm going to make three calls in the future. They are the people in the procuratorate, the manager who deploys the overall situation, and the subordinates who work outside."

Han Jiangque said calmly.

"I don't care how many times you call."

Zhuo Yuan said impatiently: "I just need to hear the person I placed in the detention center call me and tell me that the procedures for my dad to go out have been completed, understand?"

When Han Jiangque dialed the number, his fingers trembled slightly, but he knew that this was not the time to hesitate, he had to follow Zhuo Yuan's intention first.

The first person to call was the manager, and then through the manager, he called the key figures in the procuratorate, and then the subordinates who handled the matter.

These three calls, of course, were made with the hands-free all the way under Zhuo Yuan's strict monitoring.

Manager Cai, Han Jiangque's subordinate, could also hear some clues from Han Jiangque's abrupt order and strange tone, so he couldn't help asking: "Mr. Han, did something happen? Where are you now?" ? The time is too tight, it is not in accordance with the procedures for the detention center to release people immediately, it is very difficult."

"..." Han Jiangque took a deep breath, and before he could speak, he felt a dagger pressed against his throat, and an Alpha next to him looked at him coldly while holding the knife.

"I am fine."

Han Jiangque said calmly: "Just do what I say right away. I don't care what method you use or how much you spend. Within 10 minutes, I must ask Zhuo Yuan's father to complete the formalities and leave the detention center. The formalities can be made up. But this matter must not be delayed. Do you understand?"

Zhuo Yuan took a drag on his cigarette and motioned his subordinates to bring the phone over.

He was sitting on the hood of another car, looking at Han Jiangque leaning on the Land Rover with gloomy eyes, his expression was unusually turbulent, as if he was thinking about something intensely, and he didn't do anything. Decide.

He and Han Jiangque just looked at each other silently and guardedly, neither of them said much.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 5 minutes, 8 minutes...

Until a crisp ringtone rang, an Alpha who was next to Zhuo Yuan who hadn't made a move answered the phone, just said "um" a few times, then leaned into Zhuo Yuan's ear and whispered: "There's a letter over there , Our people have already received the old man, who said that the higher-ups have received important new materials, and the case will be returned first, and the formalities will be re-issued later.”

"Zhuo Yuan, is there anything else?"

Han Jiangque asked.

Han Jiangque was also looking at Zhuo Yuan. For some reason, Zhuo Yuan's expression made him feel faintly uncomfortable.

Zhuo Yuan didn't answer right away.

From any common sense point of view, Zhuo Yuan has already got what he wanted.

In a short period of time, the Zhuo family's vitality was indeed seriously injured, but it was difficult to fall in the same place again. At least in the next time, Zhuo Ning could quickly flee overseas.

Of course, this was a huge blow to Zhuo Yuan.

But if he hadn't put all his eggs in one basket and played black directly, holding Han Jiangque hostage, even this step of counterattack would be in vain——

What's more, Zhuo Li, who was an official, was saved all the way. Although this also meant that Zhuo Ning was almost sacrificed, as long as Zhuo Li was still there, the Zhuo family would make a comeback one day.

This is a crucial step to turn defeat into victory, but even Zhuo Yuan himself doesn't understand why he still feels very turbulent in his heart.

He stared at Han Jiangque. Behind Han Jiangque was the entrance to the parking lot.

Outside, a ray of winter sunlight shone, like a dazzling light from another world.

At that moment, Zhuo Yuan suddenly felt extremely lonely.

He knew that even if he won today, from now on, Han Jiangque and Wen Ke would still live in a different world, a warm world that he had never been in.

This feeling stimulated his pain like never before.

"Zhuo Yuan?"

Han Jiangque narrowed his eyes slightly and urged.

Zhuo Yuan looked down at the soot in his hand, blew on it, and then suddenly said, "Tonight is Wen Ke's product launch, right? That app is called Last Love, right?"

Han Jiangque suddenly felt a strong sense of unease, but he still couldn't figure out what the cause of this unease was.

He covered his chest. In fact, after a while, the pain he felt when he inhaled became more and more intense. He knew that his physical condition actually required timely medical treatment, so he had to quickly answer: "Yes."

"I can let you go. But you have to make another call."

Zhuo Yuan smiled, lowered his head and extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and then jumped off the hood of the car: "I want you to call Wen Ke and tell him to cancel the announcement of the last love, and let him notify Those media issued a temporary announcement, explaining that the product development of the app suddenly found a major flaw, and it would be impossible to launch it normally within a year—"

"what?"

It wasn't just Han Jiangque who asked this question, even the secretary-like Alpha beside Zhuo Yuan turned his head in surprise. Obviously, this was a sudden change, and even the people on Zhuo Yuan's side were totally unaware of it.

"Mr. Zhuo, time is running out. This place is too close to Han's house. We don't want extra holidays..." The secretary frowned and wanted to stop him, but Zhuo Yuan stopped him immediately with a wave of his hand.

"I've made it very clear."

Zhuo Yuan said indifferently: "Han Jiangque, if you tell Wen Ke to cancel the product launch, I will let you go."

Han Jiangque looked at Zhuo Yuan in astonishment, and hissed, "Zhuo Yuan? What does this have to do with Wen Ke's app? He has worked so hard for the last love to be launched successfully. Why do you..."

Zhuo Yuan also closed his eyes, and for a few seconds, he was also asking himself:

why?

You've got the result you want, haven't you?

Zhuo Yuan took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were almost bloodshot.

He suddenly smiled at Han Jiangque.

That was a smile that Han Jiangque would never forget.

Zhuo Yuan's eyes are black, that kind of black is not in the sense of color, but the darkness that makes people fall into the swamp of terror, and his smile makes people shudder.

Zhuo Yuan smiled and said softly to him: "Because the last thing I want is to see Wen Ke succeed with my own eyes."

The moment he said these words, Zhuo Yuan felt unprecedentedly comfortable.

"I don't hate Wen Ke, but Han Jiangque, he left me. I really hope that he can live in failure and misfortune forever."

The opposite of love is not hate.

Evil.

When a person finally calmly faces the evil in his heart, he is so relieved.

Compared with the Zhuo family's hatred for Han Jiangque, he thought of the more ultimate pain in his life——

It consists in seeing others achieve happiness that he cannot have.

In order not to let this kind of happiness exist in this world, he would rather destroy himself together.

Zhuo Yuan handed the mobile phone in his hand to Han Jiangque, and said, "Call him, Han Jiangque."

Han Jiangque felt the air in his chest trembling.

He had never felt such profound fear, not even a few minutes ago, when his own life was in danger.

It takes great courage to face such a rare evil in the world.

Han Jiangque felt that his soul was torn into two halves, one half was the little boy crying in pain while hiding in the corner, and the other half was the adult him roaring and wanting to tear Zhuo Yuan apart.

His eyes stared directly at Zhuo Yuan, deep loathing and loathing flashed in the dark eyes.

But at that moment, Zhuo Yuan didn't care anymore, and calmly repeated: "Call him."

Han Jiangque knew that any argument was meaningless, and nothing could convince Zhuo Yuan.

Even if he knew in his heart that the last love was Wen Ke's whole heart and soul, Zhuo Yuan would not care about it.

The moment he answered the phone, a raging flame was already burning in his heart.

Han Jiangque's fingers trembled, but without wasting any time, he dialed Wen Ke's number one by one.

The sun outside the parking lot was getting hotter and hotter, as if it was shining directly on his back, and a drop of crystal sweat appeared on the tip of his nose.

"Beep-beep-"

The phone rang twice, and a familiar voice came from over there: "Hello? Who is it?"

"……it's me."

Han Jiangque took a deep breath, and in front of Zhuo Yuan and the fierce Alphas around him, he held the phone tightly, as if hugging the gentle Omega on the other side of the phone.

"Han Xiaoque?"

Wen Ke was obviously a little surprised, and asked like a cannonball: "Why did you change your number? Did you go home? Things are done?"

"Xiao Ke."

Han Jiangque said softly, "I have something to tell you."

"I'm listening."

Wen Ke smiled.

The Alpha next to him, who was wearing a black vest, came up and raised his dagger in a menacing manner, staring at him silently, apparently urging him.

But at that moment, Han Jiangque's heart was very clear and peaceful.

In front of Zhuo Yuan and the Alphas surrounding him, he said softly: "I miss you, Xiao Ke. Can you promise me something?"

Han Jiangque suddenly became smarter.

His confession was followed by another important sentence, even Zhuo Yuan frowned, but he didn't stop him.

And Wen Ke clearly sensed something was wrong: "Han Xiaoque? What are you talking about? Did something happen to you?"

"Brother, I love you."

Han Jiangque suddenly smiled softly, and whispered: "Promise me, never forget the time in our love - all my love for you is in it, don't forget me."

"Han Jiangque! What are you talking about? Where are you!"

Wen Ke's voice suddenly raised sharply: "Speak—!"

"Oh shit."

Zhuo Yuan finally realized what was wrong, cursed fiercely, and rushed forward with other Alphas to snatch the phone.

But it was too late, Han Jiangque had already dropped the phone heavily on the ground, and stepped on it with all his strength, it seemed to be scrapped.

And another strong Alpha directly punched Han Jiangque to the ground, and the scene was chaotic.

Of course his mind is not as thorough as Fu Xiaoyu and Wen Ke's, but he has an instinctive, beast-like survival instinct, and the more he is in the middle of life and death, the more intense his sensitivity and willpower will burst out.

This kind of life and death, even surpassing his personal life, is a life-and-death struggle between good and evil.

While banging his head heavily on the concrete floor, Han Jiangque's heart was extremely calm.

The whole world is in chaos, but it's like a silent comedy slowed down.

Everyone seems to move so slowly, their hands and feet are stretched by the sun, which looks extremely funny.

Zhuo Yuan was cursing something, he unbuttoned his coat with his backhand and threw it aside, then stretched out his hand fiercely to the subordinates on the other side.

One of them handed him a thick long steel bar that had been thrown aside in the parking lot.

Han Jiangque hugged his head with his hands and protected his important parts skillfully, but then his arms were turned around by someone, and someone's leather shoes stepped on his finger bones and crushed hard, and his fingers were instantly shattered. broken bones.

While the others held down his struggling limbs tightly, Zhuo Yuan raised the steel bar high and smashed it down heavily against the glands in the back of his neck——

……

In fact, at the moment when he lifted the steel bar, Zhuo Yuan also thought a lot in his heart.

At what point in life is there no turning back?

Then he thought, it was actually this second.

But he was in too much pain.

After a long time, he couldn't even tell whether he fell in love with Wen Ke first and then became jealous of Han Jiangque, or whether he fell in love with this Alpha deeply first.

But there is a secret that he never told anyone.

In the inter-school sports meeting in the second year of high school, Han Jiangque had a bad cold for two weeks, so many of the events he took on were temporarily assigned to other Alphas in the class. Zhuo Yuan was assigned to the relatively simple 400-meter running as a substitute. on the last day.

At that time, in order to make some achievements, he came to the school track to practice running every day before dawn. After ten days of training, he was full of ambition and wanted to win a championship for his class.

But what he never expected was that Han Jiangque recovered from his illness on the last day.

The head teacher naturally returned the running event to the sportsman Han Jiangque, and Han Jiangque was far ahead of No.2 without any suspense, and won the No.1 crown.

On that day, everyone in the class was very happy and toasted with Coke.

No one cares about his mood——

Why is it the last day?Why exactly was his project taken away?

For ten years, no one knew about this little thing.

But he never forgot how he sat in the corner that day, silently watching other people congratulate Han Jiangque, which of course included Wen Ke who was circling around Han Jiangque like a "dog".

He is jealous of Han Jiangque.

So jealous.

Sartre said: Others are hell.

Han Jiangque is his hell.

In fact, few people can understand that extreme jealousy is a terrifying emotion that completely surpasses hatred.

Jealousy is so strong——

As long as Han Jiangque exists in this world, it will be a torment for him.As long as Han Jiangque exists, he will always live in the endless hell compared with others.

Han Jiangque's possession of Wen Ke is just the heaviest and final blow in this kind of jealousy.

Zhuo Yuan thought countless times: It would be great if Han Jiangque could disappear from this world.

But a person cannot disappear into thin air.

So every second, every second that Han Jiangque didn't disappear, was a deeper level of torture for him.

From today onwards, he wanted to be completely free.

This has nothing to do with the Zhuo family's hatred, but only with his own shackles.

……

The winter sun shone in warmly from the outside, and the time like gold shattered and sprinkled gently on Han Jiangque's face.

In the golden light, blood spurted out and splashed on the Land Rover.

Through the blood-colored broken car window, Han Jiangque's eyes kept staring at his mobile phone inside the Land Rover.

Before the crash, he was recording a time capsule of the finale of Love.

And this recording process has not been terminated until now, from the time when he was hit by a car, to when he revealed the key information that it was an abandoned parking lot on the road, to the whole process of his beating.

As long as the time capsule has been recorded for 20 minutes, it will automatically upload the entire audio to the terminal server. As long as Wen Ke adjusts the audio file, he will definitely get it.

Han Jiangque still remembers his first boxing match. The coach was an American. When encouraging him, he told him repeatedly: "Han, you just gotta healittle faith."

belief.

Before making this decision, Han Jiangque gambled on three things with his faith.

First, t bet that Wen Ke could understand what he said.

Second, t bet that after many years of boxing experience, he is strong enough to resist beatings.

Third, t bets—the evil cannot prevail against the good.