defeated

The room was so silent that a heartbeat could be heard.

The person leaning against the wall slowly fell to the ground. He curled up his legs, pressed them tightly against his chest, and tried his best to stretch his arms backwards, his shoulders stretched, and his slender arms endured the severe pain and passed over his hips a little bit. Down.Zhan Huo closed his eyes tightly, opened his lips vainly, endured the pain to relieve his breath, and his lower body crossed the gap between his arms.Until the hands tied behind his back came back to his body, he relaxed his body as if exhausted.

With his fingers, he tore off the tape on his mouth and the tape in front of his eyes. Zhan Huo stood up, biting the nylon rope on his hand, while looking around.

This is an old-fashioned house, and it looks like a bedroom, which is likely to be one of the several villas near the main house.

Zhan Huo fiercely bit off the rope in his hand, the rough rope scratched the corner of his mouth, and the smell of blood spread in his mouth instantly.He wiped it off and untied the rope on his foot.He walked to the mahogany table by the window and picked out a vase he found handy, and stood behind the dark brown double doors.

After standing for a long time, he couldn't wait for anyone, so he picked up a chair and smashed it to the ground, then stood back on the spot.

In less than ten seconds, there was a sound of opening the door.

Jiang Yuan pushed open the door impatiently, at that moment, a hand reached out to him, and before he could react, he grabbed his hair and pulled him forward, and the chunky vase hit the back of his head fiercely.Overwhelming pain came, his body fell uncontrollably, but his abdomen was hit by his knees, he vomited, his shoulders were grabbed, his whole body was lifted up in the air and hit the ground, he rolled far away, struggling Thinking of getting up, Zhan Huo repeatedly kicked him to the ground.

Every kick maintains the same speed and strength, making people overwhelmed to bear this mechanical beating without a trace of humanity.

Jiang Yuan felt that he was going to die. He never thought that he would be beaten by a man who sat in a wheelchair all day and was powerless.From being silent to howling, he could only beg Zhan Huo to let him go in a low voice.

The beating finally stopped, Zhan Huo stepped on his back, "Who told you to come."

Jiang Yuan stared at the floor in despair, without saying a word.

Zhan Huo kicked his soft belly again, he regretted that he didn't like to wear leather shoes, otherwise this guy might be a dead person by now.

"I said! I said!"

Jiang Yuan wailed, gasping in and out, he could hardly take it anymore.The wound on the back of his head was bleeding, he stared at Zhan Huo with his bruised eyes, and said sadly: "It's Mr. Zhao..."

"name."

"I have no idea……"

Zhan Huo kicked him again, Jiang Yuan turned over and rolled to the corner, trembling with fear, "I don't know, I really don't know!"

He shrank in the corner, as if he saw a terrible monster.

The gunshot wounds on Zhan Huo's arm and right leg were split open, his palm was cut by broken porcelain, and his body was covered in blood, but he seemed to be unconscious, and his movements were smooth and firm, with that fearless posture that could even die with others It's chilling.

How could he have regarded him as a woman just now?It's too stupid to underestimate the enemy.

Zhan Huo bent down and looked at the person huddled in the corner, "Where's your accomplice?"

"I have no companions."

"Tell the truth." The stern and indifferent gaze stabbed at him like an ice chisel.

Jiang Yuan was startled, and murmured: "I'm just a small person who collects money to do things... He asked me to help you here, and said that he would arrange someone to take me out at night."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yuan was punched unconscious by Zhan Huo.

Zhan Huo searched Jiang Yuan's body, but did not find any lethal weapons.He tore the bed sheet into strips, tied up the man and threw him into the closet, and took off the dagger decorated with sapphires on the wall for self-defense.

Zhan Huo didn't even go through the front door, he opened the window, quickly climbed over the balcony railings that stretched out, and slid down the big tree next to the balcony.

After landing safely, he ran quickly towards the safe area with cameras, and finally met people from Wen's family on the way.

He was already exhausted, the wound was open, and he was sweating profusely from the pain. Suddenly, he saw Wen You's handsome face that was always calm and calm, showing a rare expression of panic and anger.

He roared and roared in front of him with a disfigured appearance.

It is said that people with a strong will will not dream, on the contrary, they will fall into bizarre dreams.

Zhan Huo lost his mind at a certain moment. He dreamed that he returned home, opened the door and walked into the porch, and saw a handmade screen with two fish painted on it. He was pleasantly surprised, and turned around to see Min Ning sitting at the desk sketching.

It was a long-lost joy, and he gazed at that person greedily.

In order to prepare for the exam, Min Ning has been drawing for several days without sleep. Her black hair is longer than her ears, and she looks like a girl.

Zhan Huo looked at his back, with unspeakable anxiety and fear in his heart, but with a smile on his face, "Brother, do you want to take a rest?"

Min Ning flicked his wrist quickly, concentrating on the painting and ignoring him.

Zhan Huo ran forward and touched his shoulder anxiously.Min Ning turned his head suspiciously, his face was covered with bruises, but his eyes were extremely innocent.

Zhan Huo was stunned, he blinked, and tears poured out frantically.

Min Ning said, "Little Huo, I can't wait any longer."

Sadness welled up in Zhan Huo's heart, and he said anxiously: "I'll soon—" He was dumbfounded, what face did he have to see Min Ning, he didn't even find the murderer who killed him.

Min Ning sat quietly on the stool and looked up at him, holding a pencil in his hand, and his soft white fingertips were mixed with coagulated blood and dust.

Zhan Huo looked at the painting and asked, "What are you painting?"

Min Ning said, "I'm painting hell."

At that moment, the surrounding world collapsed like a sand castle, and Min Ning sat in the flowing sand river, quietly swallowed by the sand.

Zhan Huo opened his eyes, and the tears accumulated in the corners of his eyes burst out quickly.

Wen You stared at him with his head down, and reached out to help him wipe the tears off his face. This was the first time he saw Zhan Huo showing frail and sad emotions, so he could only help him wipe his tears at a loss.

He felt heartache, and the pale and almost transparent Zhan Huo filled his heart with pain. He knelt down on the side of the bed, rubbed his cheek against Zhan Huo's neck, absorbing the meager warmth to soothe his almost crazy heart.

He rarely saw Zhan Huo in a state of distress, with blood and mud all over his clothes, rough wounds on the corners of his lips, disheveled hair, and running with half-limped legs.When he saw Wen You, his face was full of defense and vigilance, until he fell straight down, still holding a self-defense weapon in his hand.

Even in sleep, the eyeballs under the eyelids trembled restlessly.

Wenyou hugged him and asked the doctor to treat him. Zhan Huo would not know how Wenyou spent those few hours. Wenyou searched for his whereabouts like crazy, full of thoughts of killing, when he found Zhan When the fire broke out, it was discovered that he was wounded more wounded.

He still remembers the first time he heard about Zhan Huo's rescue. He was negotiating with the covetous forces on the high seas boat. As soon as he thought that that person might be taken away by the god of death every minute and every second in the future, he felt that countless sharp knives were pierced into his chest.

He even regretted why he was so troublesome in the first place to bring him to his side.

That was the first time Wenyou reflected on his behavior.Sitting in the dark conference room, he looked at countless strange faces. No matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find a face as calm and delicate as Zhan Huo.

If you like a flower, you should put it in a greenhouse to keep it out of the wind and rain.

But Wenyou forced him to stay by his side for his own selfish desire.

He liked Zhan Huo very much, but he didn't give enough thoughtfulness and love.He always asks for it from Zhan Huo, and now he can't even give him the most basic security.

During the period when Zhan Huo was in a coma, Wen You often told himself that if Zhan Huo woke up, he would send him away.

It's not that he doesn't know what kind of dangers Zhan Huo has to endure when staying by his side, some come from the outside and the inside, and most of them come from Meng Ziqing.

Meng Ziqing often uses tricks to torment Zhan Huo, but there is nothing more disgusting to Wenyou than this kind of framing.

He almost killed him.

After the kidnapping incident, Meng Ziqing was in a good mood.

He sat in front of the piano and played a piece of Demon King, and when he saw Wenyou coming in from outside the house, he stopped, sat on the piano bench frankly, smiled and said: "Wenyou, look, Zhanhuo is no different, he will betray you just the same. Knowing that your documents are very important, you still hand them over to others."

Wen You looked at him, seeing how triumphant he was.

"When will you let him go?" He asked contemptuously and triumphantly, as if Zhan Huo lying unconscious in the hospital was just an insignificant bug.

He must have thought that Wen You loves him very much and is willing to do whatever it takes, so he doesn't even do the most basic superficial kung fu.

Wen You suddenly thought of Zhan Huo who became talkative after drinking, he was disturbed by him, he never had to get up from the bed, sat barefoot on the carpet, and said seriously, "If you like someone, don't You have to cherish him and love him, or you will regret it one day."

He deeply agrees with Zhan Huo's advice to him, but Zhan Huo never taught him that if he loves a stubborn person, how will it end?

He looked at Meng Ziqing, who thought he was smart, and felt that he was extremely stupid, and that kind of stupidity broke his last reservation.The turbulent emotion subsided completely, and he finally said:

"Meng Ziqing, let's break up and don't meet again in the future."

Meng Ziqing's smug face froze, and he asked in shock, "Wenyou, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"I do not love you anymore."

He stood up with a jerk, his calm mask was broken, and he roared: "You are crazy!"

"I'm not crazy."

"why!"

"No reason."

He paused, "Wenyou! Aren't you even willing to perfunctory me? If you empathize—"

Wen You smiled for the first time these days, "There is no reason, I don't like you anymore, if I don't see you again in this life, I won't be sad at all."

Mencius Qing's eyes trembled, and he showed a pitiful expression again, "Wenyou, do you blame me? I was wrong."

Wen You chuckled, "Ziqing, you can't force things about your feelings."

Just like he couldn't force not to love him in the past, he can't force to love him now.

Keeping Meng Ziqing, he is like a thorn in the back.

In these years, Meng Ziqing has never seen Wen You smile so relieved. He was shocked, and fear filled his whole body, "Are you in love with someone else?"

Wen You is a bit inexplicable.

Meng Ziqing trembled all over, and asked, "You're in love with Zhan Huo, aren't you?"

Wen You was thinking, what are you kidding?

Zhan Huo is his sedative, his peaceful haven, a unique comfort, which cannot be polluted by distorted desires.

At that time, he really thought so.

But when Zhan Huo lay on the hospital bed and opened his eyes, Wen You leaned over to look at him, he saw Zhan Huo's clear pupils, they looked at each other, everything changed.

It was as if a switch in his body was turned on, and he was startled to feel that surging emotion swept across his whole body.

Lying on the hospital bed, Zhan Huo, who managed to escape the catastrophe, looked at Wen You's weird behavior and moved his shoulders, but Wen You didn't leave, and said sullenly:

"sorry."

"It's ok."

"I'm sorry." Wen You said again.

Zhan Huo was silent. In fact, he didn't think it was okay. This time it was worse than the last time.

He didn't have the energy to comfort Wenyou.

Suddenly, Zhan Huo remembered an extremely important matter, he got up subconsciously, and fell back on the bed because of the pain.

Wenyou supported him in surprise.

"What time is it?" Zhan Huo asked eagerly.

"It's past eight o'clock."

Zhan Huo breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when he raised his eyes, he realized that it was already dark outside the window, and the eight o'clock that Wenyou said was eight o'clock in the evening.