defeated

Candles are flickering in the western restaurant.

Zhan Huo ordered a steak and sat in the corner near the glazed screen to eat.From his perspective, he could just see a man and a woman diagonally opposite.

A well-maintained woman in her 50s covered her mouth and smiled lightly from time to time, leaning over her body and chatting innocently with the man in front of her. The candlelight softened her facial features, and her smile was full of beauty.

During these days, Angie Wu has been dating this man frequently, and it is said that she has already started discussing marriage.The other party is the boss of a small building materials company, middle-aged widowed, honest and honest personality, for Wu Anqi is an excellent dating partner.

Halfway through the conversation, Angie Wu got up to go to the bathroom.Zhan Huo left his seat to follow her, just in time to see her take out the mobile phone that had been flashing for a long time from the pearl bag.

She answered the phone with an ugly face, then hurried to the lobby on the first floor.

It was raining lightly, and Meng Ziqing stood at the door holding an umbrella.

Nervousness flashed across Wu Anqi's face, "What are you doing here?"

Mencius smiled cutely, "It's raining, I'll pick you up."

"I don't need you to pick it up, you go back first, and talk about it later."

Mencius pursed his lips, seeming a little sad.

He smiled and looked towards the second floor, "Is uncle up there?"

Wu Anqi stopped him vigilantly.

"I want to meet him."

Wu Anqi's face was gloomy, not at all as gentle as before.

This son now has no meaning other than dragging her down.

"You go back first, I will find you at night."

"Will you? You don't even want to see the dilapidated place where I live. I haven't had enough to eat these days."

"Is it me that makes you hungry? Don't you remember how much I give you every month?" Wu Anqi gritted her teeth in a suppressed voice. She was afraid that she would be found out if she came out too late, so she took out a wad of money from her wallet Stuffed it into Mencius Qing's arms, "Go quickly."

Meng Ziqing smiled, "Say hello to uncle for me."

Wu Anqi looked at him tremblingly, turned around and left.

Wu Qigang didn't know that she had a child, even if she knew, she couldn't let such a child appear in front of him.Drug addicts have no humanity, and they do shameless things for money. Meng Ziqing is young and beautiful, and likes men. If he has a wrong mind, she won't have time to cry.

Thinking of this, she herself felt terrible, and returned to the restaurant as if fleeing.

Zhan Huo watched as Mencius rolled up the money and stuffed it into the pocket of his coat, zipping it up properly.He sniffed, his facial muscles twitched, and he looked like a drug addict.

Humming down the steps, I heard a cold sound.

"Meng Ziqing."

Meng Ziqing thought he was hallucinating, turned his head in surprise, and saw Zhan Huo.

He froze for a second.

Zhan Huo smiled: "You. Mom is having dinner upstairs with Mr. Wu, why don't you go up and have a look?"

"What do you want to do?" Mencius said coldly, "Don't mess with my mother."

"So there were times when you were afraid too?"

"You don't have to go too far."

"I think you care about drug money."

Mencius was very angry and wanted to go up to reason with him, but almost slipped and fell.

Zhan Huo chuckled.

Mencius looked down, "What are you laughing at? What's so funny!"

Zhan Huo's contemptuous eyes stung him, making him go crazy.

He thought nervously, "You look down on me? Why do you look down on me? Aren't you also being taken care of by Wenyou, doing all the bad things, and there will be retribution one day."

"Is it my fault that you are so miserable?" Zhan Huo said softly, "I won't take a lunatic seriously."

"Bastard!" Meng Ziqing was startled, and waved his useless hand, but missed it.

He was very angry, and then heard Zhan Huo say: "It is Wen You who has been persistently drugging you all these years."

Meng Ziqing's eyes widened.

Zhan Huo said with a smile: "If you want to blame, you can blame Wenyou."

That blue and white face was completely distorted, until Zhan Huo Shi Shi ran back to the second floor, he was still standing in the drizzle.

"Wenyou?"

In the dilapidated rental house, Mencius fell into a chaotic and paralyzed coma after inhaling high. .

He was awakened by a loud hammering on the door in the dimness.

He was soft-handed and eager to crawl to the door, and opened the door impatiently.

A severe slap woke him up, and he staggered to the ground with a thud on the back of his head.

Angie Wu, who was in disarray, rode on him and beat him continuously, scratching the skin of his face with her fingernails.

While crying uncontrollably, she scolded Meng Ziqing for harming herself like this.

Meng Ziqing finally came to his senses and grabbed her beating hand.

"What are you crazy about!"

Angie Wu threw the photos in the bag on him, and said angrily: "You are the one who is going crazy! Isn't the money I gave you enough? I can't tell you to shut up and settle down. I gave birth to you just to make you hurt me like this? "

Wu Anqi choked up for a while, and tears fell down.

Meng Ziqing felt chills all over when he saw those photos.In the picture are the group photos of their family of three, the dating photos of Wu Anqi and Wu Qigang, the report that Wu Anqi was accused of being a mistress, and the pictures of Mencius Qingxi.

"I'm about to marry Lao Wu, why do you send this kind of thing to his company? Haven't you hurt me enough?"

Mencius said in a trembling voice, "It's not me..."

"Who is that?" Wu Anqi burst into tears and slapped him hard. It's hard to imagine a pampered lady with such strength.She insulted and beat Meng Ziqing like venting her anger, "He dumped me now, even if you want money, you can only sell your sin!"

When Meng Ziqing heard this, his red and swollen face twisted into a smile.

He pushed Angie Wu to the ground, and said coldly: "I sell? If I hadn't sold it, how could you have enjoyed it for so many years? Now that Wenyou doesn't want me, I would be a sinner. I begged you to climb into Meng Jinyuan's bed, I begged you to give birth to me? Have you loved me all these years, have you ever loved me!"

This sentence made Wu Anqi angry and ashamed, she rushed up and wrestled with Meng Ziqing: "I shouldn't have given birth to you!"

Meng Ziqing's face was cold, and he felt a desperate madness, his eyes were burning red, he pushed her down on the sofa, picked up the fruit knife on the table and stabbed her into her body.

Wu Anqi fell down slowly, his hand was covered with blood, and he didn't realize it.

Staggering back, looking at the woman on the ground who was breathing hard, he wiped his hands tremblingly, and ran out of the house.

Wu Anqi did not expect that her own son wanted to kill herself, the blood in her abdomen was draining rapidly, and she vaguely saw a person standing at the door.

"Save me...help me..."

Only after Meng Ziqing ran out did he think of Wu Anqi.

Is she dead?

He stood trembling in the dark alley among the tall buildings, tremblingly looking at the bloody palm, no matter how many times he wiped it, there were traces of blood.

He killed Angie Wu.

He killed that woman.

He suddenly knelt down and cried out.

It was too late to go back now, even if she went back, Wu Anqi would definitely be dead.

Wiping away his tears, Meng Ziqing took out his cell phone from his pocket. There were only a few bars left on the cell phone, and he dialed a series of numbers.

"Hey, Ye Su..."

The man sent someone to find him not long ago, saying that he could make this call if necessary.

When Wenyou got off work today, Zhan Huo was at home.

He ran to Zhan Huo's room to take pity on himself and perform a trick, but he took off his pants, but he ran into Zhan Huo coming out of another room.Embarrassedly grabbing the quilt to cover it up, and getting ready to be disgusted, Zhan Huo just smiled, "Wenyou, are you a beast?"

Seeing him laughing, Wen You's heart that didn't dare to make any mistakes became more active. He lifted the quilt and ran to his side with his long legs exposed.

Zhan Huo carried a large pot of flowers to the balcony.

Wen You rubbed his face against his.

He seemed to like doing this to Zhan Huo, even if he didn't do anything, he could stay skin to skin for 24 hours.

Zhan Huo stopped his increasingly unruly hands, "Wash your hands and eat."

Wen You is a bit disappointed, Zhan Huo has not been in high spirits recently, he is a young man with full of vigor who can see but cannot touch every day, it is really painful.

But in the next second, the pain dissipated.

Looking at the sumptuous dinner on the table, Wen You was flattered, paid a few mouthfuls, and asked happily, "Are you cooking today?"

"Just be free."

Wen You blinked, and couldn't hide the corners of his mouth, "Is it so good?"

Zhan Huo ate the food calmly, watching Wenyou silly music, "Where is the best?"

"Everywhere is fine."

Unprincipled embarrassing compliments poured into Zhan Huo's ears, and Wen You sighed again, "Xiao Zhan, you are so kind."

Zhan Huo's ears grow calluses, but Wen You persists in expressing his emotion.

Zhan Huo said, "Do you remember when you said you wanted to eat stinky mandarin fish?"

Wen You was stunned. It happened a long time ago. At that time, in order to compete with Zhang Pan, he had to let Zhan Huo do it for himself. Unfortunately, after he returned to Wen's house, the matter was over.

Unexpectedly, he still remembered.

Zhan Huo asked: "Do you still want to eat?"

Wen You's eyes lit up, and he looked at him in disbelief.

"I want to eat, so you do it?" he said.

Zhan Huo put down his chopsticks, ran to the kitchen, took the marinated fish out of the refrigerator and brought it to the table.

Wen You leaned against the door frame and looked at his tall and busy back, his heart felt hot.

Tear off the plastic wrap on Zhanhuo, wash the fish, chop the onion, ginger and garlic, prepare various peppers, fry the fish in a pan until golden, stir-fry the onion, garlic and pepper, and then add broth to cook.The hot and spicy aroma filled the kitchen, making him smokey.

It was as if he was back in the small, cramped kitchen again, preparing food for him.

Those days were good and beautiful.

Wen You couldn't help but hug him from behind.

Zhan Huo softened his brows and eyes, he held the spatula, and avoided Wen You with the other hand, "Here are all peppers."

Wen You kissed his ear lightly, "It's okay, I'm not afraid."

When the dishes came out of the pot, Wen You waited eagerly. He moved his nose and started to boast before eating:

"It smells so good, Xiao Zhan, you can be my cook in the future."

"It's a good idea, will you pay me a salary?"

"Food and lodging are free, I hand in my salary card, and there are value-added services every night."

"Really?"

Wenyou, who was poking the fish with his chopsticks, raised his head. He didn't expect him to respond. He licked his lips, feeling a little nervous:

"Of course it is."

Zhan Huo opened a bottle of wine and filled it up for him, "Uncle Zheng said it was your birthday some time ago?"

"Why, you want to wish me a happy birthday?"

"Of course," Zhan Huo lowered his head and sipped his wine, "It's a birthday after all, so we have to celebrate it."

Wen You's eyes are getting brighter, his heart is full of eager smiles, and his voice is tense and bifurcated:

"Then...you are ready to bleed, I have to kill you hard."

Zhan Huo smiled, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Their eyes met, and the two laughed inexplicably. When the wine was hot, Wen You was already emotional. The two of them went upstairs and didn't pay much attention. When they were lingering, there was a little more friendship, and Wen You became excited.

He watched Zhan Huo gradually loosen, revealing a soft face, and he was very grateful.

Warmth welled up in his chest and enveloped his heart.

For the first time in a long time, I felt Zhan Huo's response.