There are always straight men who change

Xiao Xiao is like a sun that warms the world, but this sun becomes extremely cold and perishes forever.

A few days later, the headlines of the major news were the 11.19 case. The police found a large number of children's bones in the villa of a wealthy businessman.

However, the news did not describe the scene when people entered the house for the first time. A pungent smell filled the villa, and there were a lot of signs of struggle in the living room and study.

Not only the hut in the study, but also the underground cellar has a large number of children's bones, the number is staggering!

Some of these corpses have been air-dried into mummies for a long time, and some have passed away not long ago after identification. The killer's madness is outrageous.

It was not mentioned in the news either, the strange words engraved on those bones, and the unknown whereabouts of the suspect made this case unsolved.

Yang Yu didn't have a chance to see these news, after returning to Xiaojiu's house, he sat alone in the room without speaking, remembering the first time he met the Bai family brother and then seeing that person lying bloody on the hospital bed, all of this happened. Guilt weighed heavily in his chest, making it hard to breathe.

When night fell, the cold spread from the body as if consciously, and there was a little pain at first, but it was gone in the end.Yang Yu curled up beside the bed and tried to move but couldn't move. For some reason, he remembered Xiao Xiao's embrace again. If it was before, he would definitely touch his cold hands, and then warm himself with great distress.

I don't know if it was because the big snake swallowed the corpse, the chill in my body became more and more intense, and I fainted several times because of the pain.The last time I was in such pain was when I first encountered a big snake when I first came to the imperial capital. I vaguely remember that it was Xiao Li's body temperature that woke me up.

In this half-dream and half-awake state, Yang Yu could clearly feel that someone was squatting beside the bed, leaning down and whispering something to him, but he couldn't hear a single word.

At night, Xiao Jiu was worried, knocked on the door and came in and found Yang Yu lying on the bed as if dead.

Lying on the chest, I heard the faint heartbeat, but I tried my snort again, and there was no breathing!

After resuscitating according to the first aid measures learned in the past, the man was still lying there as if he was asleep, and when he was about to take out his mobile phone to call an ambulance, Lao Jiu's phone rang.

Lao Jiu on the other end of the phone was not surprised by Yang Yu's state, but told himself to take him back to Hangzhou immediately.

"But...but he's not breathing!" Xiao Jiu held the phone and tested the breathing of the person who got off the bed again, but there was still no breathing response.

But the other end of the phone was silent for a while and then said slowly: "He won't die."

"What do you mean?" Xiao Jiu frowned.

"There are some things you don't need to know that much, you just need to remember not to let him contact other people, I hope you will come back tonight." After speaking, Lao Jiu hung up the phone.

Xiao Jiu, who was loved by his father like a baby since he was a child, never thought that he still has such a cold side. He held the phone and glanced out the window, and suddenly found that there was a third figure in the room from the reflection of the glass.

The room was extremely dark, only one desk lamp was turned on, and the shadow squatted beside the bed.

When I panicked, I turned on the ceiling chandelier and scanned around. There were only two people in the room, how could there be a third one? Then I checked the reflection on the window glass to make sure it was correct. I must have misread it just now.

It was almost winter, and it rained suddenly for the first time. The heavy rain seemed to lower the temperature of the whole world, and Yang Yu's room was extremely cold.

He brought a thick quilt from his own room and covered him with another layer, but Yang Yu's body temperature was still as cold as ice, so he had no choice but to fill him with a few hot water bottles and stuff him under the quilt.

That night, Tianhan rushed over, accompanied by a coffin. This coffin looked old, and it was expensive just by looking at the wood.

After seeing the coffin, Xiao Jiu was immediately dumbfounded, and refused to let him use this thing to pretend to be Yang Yu. Tianhan reached out his hand helplessly and said, "Then how do you bring him back to Hangzhou like this?"

"Then...then you can't pretend to be Yang Yu with something that pretends to be a dead person! Are you confused! What do you think!" Xiao Jiu said angrily, and after thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and called 120, but the result Tianhan snatched the phone and hung up.

Tianhan put his mobile phone on the table, turned his head to look at Xiao Jiu and said helplessly, "Uncle Jiu arranged this with me in advance, otherwise why would I come here so quickly."

Xiao Jiu: "My dad?"

Tianhan: "Otherwise, we grew up together, if others don't understand me, how can you not understand me? Will I harm Yang Yu?"

Xiao Jiu: "But..."

"To be honest..." Tianhan shifted his gaze to Yang Yu who was on the side, and said, "Do you think he looks like an ordinary person?"

Xiao Jiu was stunned by this sentence, Yang Yu was a guest of his father, and he had to run to handle documents related to his identity and background a few times.Regarding his real identity, I never asked my father, and I never heard Yu Yangyu explain it in detail during the process of getting along with him.

If you want to talk about the difference from ordinary people, you might think that you don't have such a good temper before, but now you think that such a 'vegetative'-like yang feather...is inexplicably terrifying.

Xiao Jiu: "Then tell me, what's different about him."

Tianhan shook his head and said, "I can't say, but I've never seen Uncle Jiu take such care of him."

The two of them were talking, when suddenly a familiar ringtone came from the bed, Xiao Jiu lifted the quilt and rummaged in the bed for a long time before finding Yang Yu's iPhone, which she bought for him.

Tianhan glanced at the phone, the caller ID read Xiao Ji, frowned and shouted at Xiaojiu: "Hang up, what kind of charlatan do you want to contact, and Uncle Jiu said that he doesn't want Yang Yu to contact other people again .”

Xiao Jiu hung up the phone resolutely, Yang Yu didn't know how long he had been away from his house until he got in touch, it was too late!

It's better to cut off contact with this kind of scumbag who is incompetent and a liar.

It didn't take long for a few shop assistants to come to the house, and it seemed that they all came with Tianhan. Everyone stuffed Yang Yu into the coffin, and Xiao Jiu stuffed his warm baby at his feet.

The car had already parked downstairs and was waiting, Yang Yu was put into a coffin and carried downstairs like a dead person, and finally fixed his thoughts on the car.

Xiao Jiu asked hesitantly: "Will he not be suffocated to death? Why don't you let him lie on the back seat, at worst I'll just support him."

Tianhan took out a death certificate from his bag, shook it, opened the car door, and signaled for Xiaojiu to get in first, "Actually, I'm also very reluctant to let him lie in the coffin, but what do you tell people when you pass the security checkpoint?"

Xiao Jiu shut up instantly, glanced at the car door, shook her hands and said, "I'll take the plane back by myself, I'm suffering from motion sickness after such a long journey."

After the group set off, Xiaojiu stood there and looked at the sky. How could he remember that it was raining in the house just now? He forgot to go downstairs and didn’t bring an umbrella, but he looked at the ground but it was clean. traces of rain.After thinking about it, I felt uneasy and sent Tianhan a text message: Remember to call me if you have anything to do, I will go back early tomorrow.

When I got home, I looked at the side where Yang Yu had been lying, looked at my own reflection on the window, and somehow remembered the scene where I had misjudged just now, subconsciously trembling in fear, and hastily closed the door.

It didn't take long for Xiao Ji to call, Xiao Jiu thought about it and got through.

Xiao Ji: "Yang Yu, where are you?"

Xiao Jiu: "It's me, Yang Yu...it's not convenient to answer the phone right now."

Xiao Ji: "I need to see him, can you let him answer the phone?"

Xiao Jiu rubbed his temples and said helplessly: "As I said, it's inconvenient for him to answer the phone now. He didn't politely refuse or put on a show, which means literally. No! Easy! Easy! Do you understand?"

Xiao Ji: "I just came out of the police station. He went to the master's house today. Why do all the records I found say that he is dead? What did you do?"

Xiao Jiu: "Probably...be there, I don't know."

Xiao Min: "Then why is his phone in your hand?"

Xiao Jiu: "It's not convenient for him to answer the phone, so I gave the phone to me."

Xiao Ji: "What happened to him?"

Xiao Jiu hesitated for a while, and said, "Just treat him as dead, and he may indeed be dead."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and Xiao Jiu hung up the phone because no one answered after a while.

……

Yang Yu only felt a splitting headache, and there was a strange whispering sound coming from his ears, this voice from hell was constantly tormenting him.

I also thought about struggling, but after working hard for a long time, I could only slightly lift up my little finger. I gave up helplessly after trying a few times.

The voice was getting closer and clearer, neighing like snake language, and said: "Since it is so painful, why don't you forget it, just like before! Anyway, you did this before, and you feel too guilty and put it away." Give me everything. Maybe this time you can pretend that you have lost your memory. Can you just forget everything? Anyway, in this world, I am the only one with you, and they will die one day."

The ghostly voice tore Yang Yu's will, his consciousness kept drifting away and then pulled back by the pain.

Occasionally, it could be felt that Xiao Jiu was staying by the bed, her warm palm was stroking her forehead, and she murmured worriedly, 'Yang Yu, can you hear me? '.

He wanted to answer her words, but the severe pain in his body hit him wave after wave, and his consciousness immediately became lax again.Memories of the past are gradually disappearing, and even Xiao Xiao seems to be about to be erased from his memory.

But there is only one name, and the subconscious deep in my heart always doesn't want to forget it.

Whenever these two words come to mind, there will always be a shadow of a little boy in his mind, leaning against his hot body, and asking with a smile: "Do you feel better?"

"No, I'm in pain." Yang Yu couldn't help shouting, lowered his head and found that his body had become transparent, and there were two boys sitting not far away who didn't seem to hear his cry, one of them was Comfort another crying boy.

The two children seemed to be only six or seven years old, sitting in the corner not knowing what to say.

Yang Yu took a closer look and found that the long-haired boy was squatting in the corner and sobbing softly, his fair face was covered with tears, and the other one was kneeling in front of him and wiping his tears with a silk cloth.

"If you feel pain, just bite my arm." The kneeling boy raised his sleeve, stretched his arm over, grinned and said with a forced smile: "Maybe the pain can be transferred to my body! Just please Let me share a little for you."

The long-haired boy shook his head, and said, "Father came to see me today, and... even praised me... as long as I can hold back the pain..." Then he shrank back, and the red spot on his neck shone brightly. The snake-shaped tattoo was hidden, but he shivered from the cold even though it was a midsummer night.

The boy kneeling on the other side hastily untied his coat and put it on him, knelt beside him and hugged him tightly, muttering: "You are already the best prince in the world, I will always be there By your side, I will always protect you."

Yang Yu stood in the distance and watched quietly, with a chill on his face, he stretched out his hand to wipe it and realized that his face was full of tears at some point.

But before the two of them finished speaking, a black figure came in from the door, knelt down and shouted: "Prince, it's getting late, you should go to rest." There was no trace of emotion in the tone, completely Full routine.

The little hand that had just wiped away tears was firmly led by the eunuch and walked out step by step, leaving the other boy kneeling alone in the room looking into the distance, and the smile on his face disappeared after the two of them walked away cried out.

The thin and small back looked very pitiful, Yang Yu couldn't help but stepped forward to pat him, the boy turned to look at him and asked in surprise: "Why are you back again?"

"I...I've been here all the time." This sentence stopped Yang Yu, seeing his aggrieved appearance, his heart immediately softened, he squatted on the ground and looked at him and replied: "Hey, don't cry yet Yes, you have misunderstood the person."

The boy shook his head and said, "I didn't recognize the wrong person. No matter what you become, I will recognize you at a glance."

Yang Yu was startled, and thought of a familiar name in a trance, but he couldn't say what it was called after the words were on his lips.I just remember a person sitting next to me pretending to be smiling and asking, "Did we meet somewhere?"

"What's your name?" Yang Yu hurriedly grabbed the boy's arm and asked, it seemed that he was too hard and the other party burst into tears, but the moment he let go, the child turned into an adult and fell straight on the ground.

The eunuch reappeared out of nowhere, looked at the people on the ground and shouted strangely: "General treason is already a felony, if it weren't for the crown prince pleading for you, there might not even be a whole body."

His body was covered with scars, and his feet were tightly bound by something. He knelt on the ground and hung his head weakly. Just as he was about to open his mouth to say something, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The blood sprayed on the ground, splashing all over the eunuch, and the man immediately took two steps back with disgust and shouted: "Hurry up, if you have anything to say, finish it once, let's get on the road early."

The man moved his eyelashes slightly, and softly evoked a name: "Yang Yu."

The tone was gentle, as if whispering to a lover. As soon as the words fell, the man's body finally fell to the ground exhausted.

The author has something to say:

The elder in the family passed away, and I went home to help, and then I was lazy for more than a month and didn’t update it. When I went back and wanted to make up, I suddenly realized that I couldn’t remember where to write (this is the most fatal), and I searched for the outline before I remembered it.

Anyway, sorry, really sorry.