The Brightness of Disqualification in the World

Foreword:

"When did you start liking him?"

"Probably, when I knew I'd never see him again."

When Ming Jiang woke up, she found herself in a strange yet familiar room.

He couldn't help getting up to look at this room that gave him such mixed feelings.The moment his feet hit the ground, a clanging sound echoed in the empty room.

Ming Jiang's clear phoenix eyes slowly widened. He stared dumbfounded at the golden chain on his feet. There was a circle of metal around his fair and slender ankle. The other end of the chain spread across the corner of the room and was fixed to the wall.

He kicked his feet, and there was another burst of "jingling".He tried unsuccessfully to remove the hoop from his ankle.He ran to the corner of the room and tried to get the other end of the chain out of the wall.Of course, it still failed.

"How is this going?"

Ming Jiang pulled and pulled at the chain, but the chain remained indifferent.

"Without the key, you can't open it no matter what." Sen Leng's male voice sounded behind Ming Jiang.

Ming Jiang turned around in horror, facing the man's eyes like a poisonous snake.

Many years later, even if she lost all her memories, Ming Jiang couldn't forget such a pair of eyes.

What kind of pair of deep black eyes are those.The outside is full of resentment and jealousy, but the inside is full of scars of despair.It seems that the owner of these eyes is exhausted, and he will fall into the abyss with a slight push, and he no longer even has the strength to call for help.

"It's you?" Ming Jiang was startled and terrified.As the man approached step by step, he retreated step by step until there was no way to retreat.

"It's me. Otherwise, who do you think it is?" The man stared at him with gloomy eyes.Ming Jiang shuddered for no reason.

"Are you afraid of me?" Xi Zhimu pinched the delicate chin of the person in front of him.Heartache is about to explode.God knows how he has lived these past few months, God knows, the joy and despair he couldn't suppress when he found the boy.

I'm going crazy, Ming Jiang, help me, I'm going crazy.

Ming Jiang carefully looked at the man in front of him.He should be afraid of this man, but the familiarity of this man gave him a sense of security.

At that time, Ming Jiang still didn't understand.When I was young, I always thought that being the best in the world would allow me to act alone without any scruples.It wasn't until many years later that I met some people and experienced some things that I realized that people are in an ordinary world after all, so how could they act so recklessly?Some people couldn't understand some things at the time, and later found out that everything that person did was for themselves.

"Who are you?" Xi Zhimu waited for such a sentence after waiting for a long time.He was so angry that he wanted to kill.

"Xi Zhimu." The voice of the man gnashing his teeth made the young man slightly shrink his shoulders.

"Oh. I don't know." The young man's ruddy lips let out a familiar voice.Xi Zhimu raised his eyebrows incomprehensibly.what did he say?do not know?OK!

"Then let's get to know each other again."

"Eh?" Ming Jiang thought that the man would beat him up angrily.Didn't expect it to end like this?

What is the reason for such cheerful eyes?

/ What should I do if my son returns to his painting style after missing for a few months?Waiting online, very urgent. /

Xi Zhimu let go of Ming Jiang and took a few steps back. After turning his deep eyes around the young man, he stepped forward in vain to pick up the young man and walked towards the big bed in the middle of the bedroom.

!

"What are you doing?" Ming Jiang was shocked.The body that was ruthlessly thrown on the bed bounced several times, and Ming Jiang rolled to the other side of the bed.

Unexpectedly, the unobtrusive man was no less skilled than him, turned his body over, grabbed his ankle, and grabbed him hard, and Ming Jiang was forced to lie under the man.

what happened?Ming Jiang froze for a moment.It's fine if he can't beat Ling Dagou over there, why can't he even beat this person who looks like he's been sitting in the office for a long time? !What did these people grow up eating?

"You don't remember who I am. Then I'll help you recall the memory." God knows the unspeakable thoughts in his heart when his subordinates reported that the young man lost his memory due to an accident.Without memory, even if he is not by his side these few months, he still has a way to make the boy unable to leave him.Without memory, it means that all the gaps between them before do not exist.It doesn't matter if he is deceiving himself or others, as long as he can get this person, he will pay any price.

Because he loves him.

After saying that, Ming Jiang watched her clothes being roughly torn off by the man on her body, and when the man leaned over to kiss him, he kicked the man off the bed.

"Asshole! I already have a lover!"

When Xi Zhimu, who was sitting on the ground, was stunned, when he heard these words, his already softened eyes instantly darkened.

"What did you say? Who? Ling Shaocho?" Xi Zhimu instantly jumped up and rushed to the boy with wide-eyed eyes on the bed, and grabbed the man's slender neck.The tone was gloomy, with imperceptible haste and confusion.

"Just choose less. My lover chooses less, you can't do this." Ming Jiang didn't notice something wrong with the man's tone, and stared quietly at the cold man above with a pair of water-colored eyes.

"How dare you!" Xi Zhimu was furious instantly, frantically tore Ming Jiang's skirt, and forcibly took possession of the body he had wanted for a long time.

. . . . . .

The next day, Ming Jiang fell ill without any accident.

Since being injected with that strange medicine, Ming Jiang's health seems to be getting worse and worse.

Once he fell asleep on the sofa at night to wait for Ling Shaocho, but he didn't recover after lying on the bed for three days.I don't know how long I'll be lying down this time.Anyway, he felt that his lower body seemed to have been amputated, so he couldn't feel it at all.

Ming Jiang, who was gradually waking up, sighed sadly.

It stands to reason that he should be very angry when he was taken over by that bad guy (bad guy Xi Zhimu), but the complicated feelings in his heart made him a little at a loss.But in the final analysis, he is not a woman, so he should be bitten by a dog, and there is nothing to care about.It doesn't matter who is in charge.I just don't know if Shao Ze would mind his involuntary pre-marital affairs?

Well.He didn't care about Ling Dagou's rotten peach blossoms in the past, if Ling Dagou dared to mind, just beat him up!

Ming Xiaojiang, who had a clear brain circuit, happily made a decision, closed her eyes, and decided to take another nap, so tired.I don't know how long that bad guy has been tossing around yesterday. He is so old and capable of acting like a monster. When he is raised well, he will be beaten up first.

I don't know when Shaoxuan will pick him up.

........

In the dimly lit private room, Ling Shaoze sat quietly in the corner alone, with several empty whiskey bottles scattered in front of him.A pair of deep eyes, praised by Ming Jiang as "the amber sea", closed slightly, covering her unknown thoughts.

From the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of the men and women dancing in the middle of the night outside the private room, and the corners of their lips curled up mockingly.

Exciting music, bright and flickering lights, and spicy and refreshing whiskey can't make him smile; the luxurious and comfortable room, the wealthy family business, and the false face of flattery will only make him more lonely .

His beloved disappeared in the darkness, taking away his only light in the world, leaving only unspeakable loneliness and unbearable pain.

Dear Mingjiang, we have never been destined by fate, and I have always been looking for you.You will stay by my side, and I forced you to come.

I can't afford to be sick in this love.

You are the south wall I bumped into in a trance after drunk, the young man who still wanted to embrace deeply with his head broken and bleeding.

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study.

The stern man stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, his cold eyes seemed to be warmed by the sunlight outside, and the light flowed like jewels, as if he was about to shed tears.

But how can you shed tears when you are proud like admiration?The only one who can break him is already trapped by him in his domain, already his.

But, why does his heart still hurt so much?It was as if a knife had been inserted and stirred again and again, and the flesh was bloody.

Obviously I have already got it, why is my heart still so empty?

My boy, I know very well that I can't help but do some outrageous actions, and I always hurt your heart inadvertently.But I have always placed you in a high position that no one can reach. If one day I get you, it will be my supreme honor.

I love you deeply, the strings dancing between your brows, and the roses on your lips, but when I hold a heart in front of you, you refuse to even look at me and love me for a day.

It's been 13 years since I brought you here.