defeated

In the news, there is a news that the famous pianist Meng Ziqing jumped off the light rail platform in the early morning of August 30, and died on the spot due to internal organ rupture at the age of 27.

It is reported that he suddenly attacked a young man while waiting for the bus, yelled for help, pointed at him and called a ghost, begged him to forgive him and said that he did not kill him on purpose, and accidentally fell into the subway while crying, and was run over by the light rail that had not yet stopped Pressed to death.

The handsome man who was attacked had a dazed expression on his face, and netizens were begging for his shadow.

This news aroused strong attention in China, and Twitter ranked first in the airborne.

Huang Zhihang turned off the video and went downstairs to eat.

Zhan Huo didn't come home on time that day, and Wen You broke into his apartment with someone and left in a hurry. It wasn't until today that he knew that everything was finally over.

Zhan Huo planned for five years, and his revenge was avenged.

Wenyou is dead.

This was the first sentence Zhan Huo heard after waking up.

He opened his eyes wide, looking at Xie Lan who was standing beside the bed and crying.

Feel a little tinnitus.

His face was pale, but he opened his mouth but could not make a sound.

Wenyou is dead?

He didn't regret it, but he felt his whole body was frozen.

In this plan, only Meng Ziqing and him deserved to die. Even if he couldn't forgive Wen You, he knew that his crime was not worthy of death.

To some extent, he was even kind to Min Ning back then.

After all, he also heard from Min Ning that there was a good boss supporting him, and he once thought that the other party was Min Ning's boyfriend.

The one who was going to die was obviously himself, but in the end he became Wen You.

Zhan Huo's heart stopped beating for two seconds.

He thought it was a little funny.

So I laughed.

Xie Lan stood aside, so surprised that he didn't even shed tears.

On the day Zhan Huo was discharged from the hospital, the weather was fine.

He packed his luggage and prepared to go home, but Huang Zhihang dragged his family to pick him up.

Huang Zhihang's eldest son, Huang Yuhao, is 6 years old this year. He was born in his father's freshman year. He is a cute and smart child.

Because the sister-in-law was pregnant, she sat in the car and waited for him.Huang Zhihang took his luggage and handed the small bag to his son.Zhan Huo was embarrassed to burden the child, but Huang Yuhao held the bag in both hands and refused to return it to him, and said in a childish voice, "It's okay Uncle, I have muscles to help you carry it."

Zhan Huo felt hope in an instant.

It was a kind of clarity that clears the clouds and sees the sun.

He smiled and rubbed Huang Yuhao's head, Huang Yuhao turned around and made a wink for his father.

On the way back, Huang Zhihang told him about Meng Ziqing and his mother. The other party's death was not caused by him, and of course not by Wenyou. This again did not meet Zhan Huo's idea.

He originally thought that if Meng Ziqing was not lucky enough, he would be killed together with him. If he was lucky, he would live longer and be dealt with by Wen You, who became angry from embarrassment.

But I didn't expect it to be like this.

Died of the fear of Minning while delirious.

As for Wu Anqi, she did not make a big mistake. She was stabbed by her own son, and the other party died again. She would not be happy for the rest of her life.

When Zhan Huo heard the news, he didn't feel the slightest touch in his heart, neither regret nor pleasure, as if he heard an insignificant and ordinary event.He has no feelings for these people, as if he was back in his youth, he has no burden or anything else, he just wants to go home and lie down, wake up, read a book and play games.

But after thinking about it, he still asked, what about Wenyou?

Huang Zhihang's expression was a bit unnatural, he was driving the car, his sister-in-law was sitting in the co-pilot, and Huang Yuhao was sleeping in the child seat next to him.

Zhan Huo asked, "Is he really dead?"

Slightly hesitant and uncertain.

It's hard for him to imagine that such a person will die. Maybe this metaphor is inappropriate, but Wenyou is an unbeatable Xiaoqiang in his heart.

Huang Zhihang hesitated: "Mmm..."

Zhan Huo looked out of the car, and there was a lot of traffic outside, very bustling.

He replied yes, indicating that he knew.

When he got home, he searched for news about Wen You, and there were overwhelming reports on the Internet that the president of the Wen Group had died. The accompanying picture was a scene outside the warehouse. It was raining heavily and beside the raging fire, Wen You was carried away on a stretcher.

Maybe it's because the picture is too tragic, no detailed picture is shown, only a gray hand, with a circle of ugly scars on the middle finger, he went back after leaving last time, and saw it on Wen You's hand.

Well, this is Wenyou.

A voice in Zhan Huo's mind said.

Only then did he have a real sense that Wen You was really dead.

Zhan Huo proposed to worship Wenyou, which surprised Xie Lan.

She was originally Wenyou's assistant. After Wenyou's accident, Yisha took charge of the overall situation and left Wen's.

It was a Saturday afternoon when she received Zhan Huo's call. She knew about the relationship between Zhan Huo and Wen You, so she said she could ask him. After 10 minutes, she replied that Isha agreed.

Ten minutes later, the Wen family sent a driver to pick him up.

Zhan Huo identified it, it was not the previous drivers.He was taken to Wen's cemetery, walked through a huge forest, and saw Wen You's tombstone on the top of the hill.

The sun is a little big, and the cicadas are singing endlessly.

Zhan Huo stood in front of the tombstone, drenched in sweat.

Because of the sweat, his eyes were a little blurry, so he took a closer look and finally confirmed that it was indeed Wen You.

Wen You is really dead.

The handsome and omnipotent Wen You is really dead.

I don't know how to describe my mood, a little sad and a little dazed.

He doesn't think he is a weak person, but he can't breathe when he sees Wen You on the tombstone. This is different from Min Ning at that time. He was in pain and wanted to destroy everything, but now he is very calm, although there is a hidden pain in the calm .

This is a choice he made with his own hands, and he doesn't regret it.

But he can't figure out why?

Because everything was well arranged, but it turned out to be counterproductive.

After returning, Zhan Huo had a high fever, he was depressed, and his eyesight declined rapidly.When Huang Zhihang saw him once, he immediately became vigilant, and the family of three sent out to ask him to move there.Zhan Huo repeatedly assured that he was fine, and they gave up.

One day, Huang Zhihang comforted him: "You don't have to feel too guilty."

Zhan Huo looked at him in confusion.

Huang Zhihang said angrily, "Wenyou! You don't have to feel guilty about him, they are the ones who let you down."

Only then did Zhan Huo realize that he had some guilt towards Wen You.

Indirectly killing a person is a very uncomfortable thing.Even the revenge against Meng Ziqing was based on strong hatred. In that case, he was still willing to save Wu Anqi.

But Wen You, who had always been kind to him, died.

So he's guilty.

But Zhan Huo also knows that he is not only guilty of Wenyou.One night, after drinking a little wine, he dreamed of Wenyou.The two were entangled in a dream, only to realize that it was a big dream when they woke up.He looked at the swollen lower body, very embarrassed.

Speaking of sexual relations, apart from the one with Min Ning, only Wen You was left. Combined with the outline of the other party in the dream, Zhan Huo quickly understood who he dreamed of.

After going to take a shower, I couldn't help but think of every bit of He Wenyou.

Those memories can't be labeled as happy or unhappy, at most they are helpless.But thinking back again, Zhan Huo realized that if he was just helpless, he would never allow a relationship between himself and Wen You.

So in the final analysis, he actually likes Wenyou somewhat.

A bit of guilt, a bit of liking, a bit of trust and compassion are enough for Zhan Huo to give up his feelings.

But it's useless to say anything now, because Wenyou is dead.

Well, Wenyou is dead.

Zhan Huo lay in the dark night, telling himself silently.

Don't think about it anymore, it's useless to think about it.

The reason why I went out that day was because of Huang Yuhao's birthday.

Zhan Huo knew that he liked martial arts, and wanted to buy him a set of complete works signed by Mr. Jin Yong. He searched for a long time in the martial arts novel bar, and finally waited for a friend from the same city who was willing to sell it, and the price was negotiable.

In fact, this idea is not appropriate, because Huang Yuhao is most afraid of reading books, and every time he is forced to read books, he will act softly and coquettishly with his mother, so he prepares such a big gift for him, which is very likely to meet the other party's coquettish offensive , and then too late to regret.

Zhan Huo and the other party met at the Long Island Cafe in the city center. This is a landmark building and it is easy to find.

Zhanhuo was relatively free, so he chose to take the bus, but met a salty pig's hand.

In the crowded crowd, a hand was placed on the back of his buttocks frequently and tentatively, and a certain car turned sharply, and it was printed firmly.

Zhan Huo didn't expect that he, a 1.8-meter tall man, would be molested one day, and he was still wondering whose girl was so unrestrained, who knew that when he turned around, it was a wretched man.

Smaller than Zhanhuo, but full of muscles, very strong.

Zhan Huo glanced at him, and heard that taking hormones to increase muscle is prone to impotence, I don't know if it is true?

Impotence is still so perverted, it's too much.

The other party noticed his gaze and winked at him.

It is impossible to fall over the shoulder in this kind of place, so Zhan Huo decided to hold back and just avoided it slightly.

At the next stop, Zhan Huo got off the car, and the man naturally followed. Zhan Huo stopped at a dead end, and the man smiled at him ambiguously.

Zhan Huo hooked his fingers at him, and the other party stepped forward, and was thrown to the ground by an over-the-shoulder throw.

Zhan Huo said, "Don't you have a butt? Touch you. Mother touch."

The other party got up and looked at him aggressively.

"I practice fighting, you'd better not mess with me." Zhan Huo warned.

The other party froze, as if he didn't see that Zhan Huo's frail appearance still had some skills.

He stood aside, Zhan Huo walked out, but Yan Zhushou attacked from behind. Fortunately, Zhan Huo reacted quickly and flashed for a while, but he was still sprayed by the irritating spray.

Zhan Huo covered his eyes and kicked the man to the ground. The other party let out a scream, several of his teeth fell out, and his mouth was covered with blood.

The feeling of being sprayed with anti-wolf spray by a pervert is really, really bad.

Zhan Huo covered his eyes and took a few steps back, tears fell uncontrollably, and his contact lenses fell off.

This is when several onlookers came forward.

The salty pig's hand shouted: "He robbed!"

Strange eyes stared at Zhan Huo, which made him very anxious.

At this time, a girl said: "I saw that man sneaking behind him, spray him with spray!"

The girl was a little embarrassed, but said: "It seems that I touched that handsome guy's ass, pervert."

The crowd was in an uproar and gathered to watch.

"Help me call the police."

"Huh?" The girl was a little surprised, realizing that Zhan Huo was talking to him, and immediately took out her phone.

The salty pig hand wanted to run, but Zhan Huo walked up to him, "If you dare to run, I will break your leg."

The opponent flinched and stayed where he was, not daring to move.Soon, the police in the area came to inquire about the situation.

The girl came over and gave Zhan Huo a bottle of mineral water, "Do you want to wash it?"

Zhan Huo thanked him, and the girl helped him to the side, and washed his eyes with water in her hand.

The cool water relieves the burning sensation.

But because of his eyesight, Zhan Huo could only see an outline clearly.

"Are your eyes okay?"

"Shortsighted."

The other party smiled reassuringly.

"Miss, do you live nearby?"

"No, just come out to play."

"During this time, don't come to play anymore," Zhan Huo said, "Don't be so brave in the future, and you don't need to go to make notes later, I can go alone."

The other party was stunned, "Are you afraid that he will retaliate against me? It's not that scary..."

"Just in case is always good."

In fact, this is not a correct value. It is a good thing to help others, but Zhan Huo does not want anyone to be in danger because of him. He thought for a while and added, "It's okay to do good things, but girls must first learn to protect themselves. "

The other party blinked innocently: "Then... if there is danger in the future, just come out and protect me!"

Zhan Huo was silent, so she smiled, "I'm joking hahaha."

Zhan Huo handed her the phone, "Save the number."

The other party was strangely silent, "No need, it's just a rough road..."

Zhan Huo looked up at her, his slightly red and swollen eyes made him look extraordinarily fragile.

The girl became motherly, bit her lip, and took the phone.

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