IX Cultivation

His subordinates ordered something, while shooting at the place where Wan Ling had just run, blowing up pieces of mud.

Wan Lingzhi doesn't know where this is, but the quiet and empty factory buildings around, the front without a gleam of light, and the kidnappers chasing behind him, everything is like a movie full of sparks of escape and passion.

It's a pity that there are no heroines who dare to love and hate in this movie. There are only men like Wan Ling who have strange organs and are worthy of being taken for scientific research.

The summer rain brings gusts of cool wind at night, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, but the footsteps behind them are getting closer and closer. Wan Ling and the other two are not as familiar with the terrain of this generation as this group of kidnappers. The man followed his back almost intuitively. The young people run, but how the young people run is unknown.

Wan Ling thought, Ye Qingming probably thought of this method a few days ago, he could have easily left alone, but because he wasted time, he stayed with him in this dangerous place waiting for rescue.

Wan Ling found out that Ye Qingming is a complicated person. Every time he spends more time with him, he can discover another Young Master Ye that he has never seen before.

The young man is very elegant. When we first met, he was shy and cautious with his DSLR on his back. A simple handshake made the young man's palms sweat, but his manner and conversation showed that he was a highly educated person; the young man was very extreme and had mild violence. Tendency, usually able to control one's emotions well, but when unbearable outbreaks occur, Young Master Ye is more dangerous than any criminal with blood on his hands; now, Wan Ling finds that the young man is innocent and stubborn, just because he likes it, So he did such a stupid thing as 'elope' regardless of the consequences...

Sure enough, no matter what time it is, people are complex creatures, and they cannot judge a person's good or bad one-sidedly. They all have their own stories, their own feelings and desires.

No matter how cold a person is, there will always be someone to live in his heart. From then on, the cold person starts to worry about gains and losses, starts to feel that he is not good enough, starts to think that his heart is too hard, and the baby does not feel comfortable living. The resident in my heart is soft-hearted, and in the end, in order to protect the person in my heart, I work hard to make my heart softer and make my appearance more invincible.

It's a pity that most of the people here are talking about mutual love. No one has ever said, what happens when a cold person likes another person to death...

Will he directly catch the disobedient person and put him in a cold cell, or will he coax him into it obediently, and then he will not let go?

Heh, who knows...

It was probably because the gunshots here were too ostentatious, or maybe it was just at this time that the police discovered the kidnapper's hideout, and when Wan Ling was dragged away from the industrial compound, sirens sounded from far and near, Countless red and blue flashes are hazy and dreamy in the night rain.

And the kidnappers behind him began to put all their eggs in one basket. The leader of the kidnappers cursed and wanted to keep the hostages, otherwise his group would be completely finished. At this time, regardless of whether the hostages would be dead or alive, they raised their guns and shot wildly. go out!

As a result, Wan Ling heard a "puchi" and disappeared in the heavy rain, while he was hugged by the young man who had been holding him all the time, and fell to the ground.

There was a bloody smell spreading from the tip of the man's nose. He hurriedly searched for the wound on the young man's body, his hands trembling slightly, and then he heard the young man say: "Don't be afraid, Wan Ling, I can't bear to let you have an accident..."

The rain ran across the man's cheeks. He saw the corner of the young man's mouth start to bleed, and he panicked for no reason. At this time, countless police cars surrounded the place, and uniformed policemen poured in one by one to catch the kidnappers. A tall and tall man with his police cap down came down. His appearance obviously brought the noisy scene under control quickly. He even shot the kidnapper boss mercilessly, right between the eyebrows, and the voice was With a cold and metallic texture: "Take it away." It seemed that what ended just now was not a human life at all.

The orderliness over there was not noticed by Wan Ling, he just looked at the pale face of the young man in front of him and the shocking redness on his chest blurred by the rain...

He heard himself say: "Qingming, are you in pain? Don't worry, the ambulance will come soon, don't be afraid."

The young man responded with a smile: "Wan Ling...you kiss me and I won't hurt..."

Just as the man was about to say something, the young man's hand pressed down from the back of his head. Immediately afterwards, there was a cold touch on his lips. This kiss seemed to be full of death...

"Wan Ling, I really... really love you..."

The hand attached to the back of his head lost all strength in an instant, and fell slumped from his side. Wan Ling felt dizzy for a while, and his ears were full of the other party's words of confession.

When Wan Ling turned around and wanted to ask why the ambulance personnel hadn't arrived, she was stunned.

In the rain curtain illuminated by the light beam, Yan Xi was looking at their direction calmly, with an unreal expression on his feminine face.

164. So sweet...

Wan Ling's family has gone through a period of very fragile collapse.

It was when Wan Linggang was in college, and it is a dark memory that I don't want to recall until now.

Wan Ling's mother is a housewife without a job. Wan Ling's father has been on business trips since he was seven years old, and he only comes back every Chinese New Year.

Every time he came back, his tanned father would bring back a lot of gifts to distribute to many relatives and children. Wan Ling didn't have much reaction on the surface, but he was always happy in his heart.

Later, when Wan Ling grew up, he gradually discovered that apart from the first few days of harmony between the adults who lived in the two places for a long time, the rest of the time was spent on quarrels caused by their different living habits and various things.

It's just a pity that because my mother doesn't work at home, she often lacks confidence when it comes to money issues, and Wan's father's calm face is extremely serious, so cold violence began at home.

When Wan Ling went to college, because Wan's father's job was fixed, he didn't have to travel around anymore. Wan's mother also went to work in their unit because of Wan's father's arrangement. She simply sorted out documents in an office. She only lived for a year. After a month, the two suddenly lived together, and this was the outbreak of disaster.

They began to quarrel endlessly, even in front of Wan Ling, and Wan Mu seemed to finally be unable to bear the yelling louder and louder, pushing Wan Fu onto the sofa and saying that they should simply divorce.

Father Wan seemed very depressed at this moment, while resisting Mother Wan's tearing and beating, he said impulsively: "Leave, leave immediately!"

Wan Ling was watching from the side, and bookmarked the half-read book lightly, then turned and went back to her room.

When they left, they could hear the shrunken shoving behind them and Wan's mother's suppressed sobs.

Wan Ling and Wan Mu have a very good relationship. They often talk about themselves, and found a time to talk to Wan Mu. Wan Mu was very angry and comforted:

"Do you think your dad is too much? Why should I live by looking at his face every day? He is not happy when I talk to a man. Who does he think he is? How much money does he make? I don’t have him anymore. won't starve to death!"

"Look at him like that. If he's not happy, he just keeps a straight face. Why should I serve him?! If I don't talk, I don't talk, and I still want to coax him?"

"Ah Ling, don't worry about it, just take care of yourself. I'm just getting angry during this period of time. It'll be fine after this time. Besides, you're getting older, so no matter what happens, I'm still your mother, and he's still your father."

Wan Ling listened and did not reply.

Wan Ling has always known that there are actually many problems between his parents. For example, his father is a serious chauvinist with a desire to control too much. I don’t like Wan’s mother’s dress is too good-looking, and I don’t like Wan’s mother talking to other people. Others here include women. Wan’s father is still willing to give Wan’s mother a penny after Wan’s salary. Unhappy, the cold war started, and Wan's mother was left out without even giving her a look when she didn't know anything.

Wan's mother often didn't know what she had done wrong, and it took her a long time to think about the cold war because she said a few more words with other men.

Wan's mother hopes that her husband's salary card can be kept by herself, and hopes that Wan's father will not be like everyone owes him money, and don't always think that he is too great.

During that period, there was a male classmate of Wan’s mother who often contacted Wan’s mother. The male classmate was an intellectual, divorced, had a son and a daughter, the son was in business, and the daughter married well. It was more difficult than working as an employee for decades. Wan's father, who was in the position of deputy manager, healed more than a little.

Wan Ling has seen that male classmate, in winter, wearing an elegant suit and windbreaker, with a white scarf hanging around his neck, and gold-rimmed glasses on a pair of eagle-like eyes, he greeted Wan Ling with a smile, Wan Mu is well maintained With a rosy face and a good-looking face, he proudly introduced Wan Ling to his male classmate. Wan Ling and the old male classmate looked at each other, and saw that the hand that the other party extended to shake hands was very slender, with few wrinkles. After a long silence, he stretched out his hand to shake back under the reminder of Wan Mu.

When I got home, Father Wan came out with a spatula in his hand. He was wearing a light-colored apron, an ordinary shirt, and under the rolled up sleeves was a rough forearm. It is the calluses left by manual labor.

At that moment, all kinds of feelings settled in Wan Ling's heart.

In fact, Father Wan just doesn't know how to express it. He is a man who attaches great importance to his family, and he especially loves children. Wan Ling has inherited it very well.

In another quarrel later, Wan's father directly called Wan Ling, who was still in college, and Wan's father on the phone was a little tired and embarrassed. He told Wan Ling that Wan's mother hadn't talked to him for a day, saying It's my fault, he said the wrong thing