When a scumbag and a scumbag become the same table

Xu Changmao calmed down, went back to see Nan Wuhang in a calm manner, and stuffed the cake like a steamed bun of human blood in a calm manner.

It's as if nothing happened.

Xu Changmao was enduring in pain, and there were three days to go to school, so he could finally catch his breath.

The air he breathed with Nanwuhang was full of toxins, which made Xu Changmao's heart and lungs burst.

The night before the start of school, Nanwu Airlines held a sea party for Xu Changmao, chartered a huge cruise ship, and invited all the friends over.

Xu Changmao was very familiar with this kind of banquet.

Put on the prepared evening dress, show a standard smile, shake hands and bow to say thank you.

After walking around with Nan Wuhang, he was no longer needed, so Xu Changmao went upstairs to accompany Lin Huifang.

Except for Lin Huifang's thinking returning to before marrying Xu Hongji, other emotions are normal, she can laugh and make noise, and can move around freely.

Xu Changmao also wants his mother to return to a normal life, he wants to have a stable family.

On the second floor, Xu Changmao lay in Lin Huifang's arms and finally came back to life.

"This cake is not delicious." Lin Huifang guarded a plate of small cakes and tried them one by one.

When Lin Huifang was young, she liked to eat desserts the most. After getting married, Xu Hongji started to learn, making various cakes for Lin Huifang every day.

Xu Changmao pinched a macaron and tasted it. It was indeed not as delicious as his father's. No wonder his mother didn't like it.

Even if I force myself to forget that person, my taste buds still remember the familiar taste.

"Call the pastry chef to the house tomorrow and make it according to your taste." Xu Changmao threw the macarons back.

Lin Huifang also learned to throw in the half-eaten cake, and picked up another piece to try.

Complained again that it was not tasty.

Xu Changmao looked at Lin Huifang helplessly, and fell asleep when he was tired.

Vaguely feel someone caressing his forehead, very comfortable.

Those hands couldn't be more familiar, Xu Changmao didn't know what role he was playing in Lin Huifang's eyes now.

As long as my mother is still around, that's enough.

In comfort, Xu Changmao fell asleep and didn't feel very tired. Why was he so sleepy?

Xu Changmao had a dream. In the dream, he was sitting on a lonely boat at sea. It was late at night, and there was no sign of anyone in the surrounding darkness.

Opposite him, there was a small boat with kerosene lamps on it. There were many familiar people on board, Xu Hongji, Nan Haitian, Rongsheng, Lin Huifang... They jumped into the sea one by one with expressionless faces.

"No! Don't jump! Please!" Xu Changmao begged, roaring, and ran towards the boat.

Suddenly a strong wind blew up at sea and blew him back. His eyes were blurred and he couldn't see anything clearly. Xu Changmao only felt pain in his tear-burning eyes.

Beyond his blurred vision, Xu Changmao heard noisy voices.

The light gradually returned to the eye sockets.

Under the sting of his neck, he opened his eyes.

In front of him was the panic-stricken Nan Wuxing.

Xu Changmao wanted to move his body, but found that his body was bound. He lowered his head and saw that he came to the deck at some point, with a sharp knife on his neck.

"Nanwuxing, are you also afraid?"

A familiar voice sounded in his ear, Xu Changmao couldn't see his face, and recalled it carefully.

It's Qiming.

Was he kidnapped?

Lin Huifang! !

Xu Changmao worriedly began to look for his mother who was with him.

Not far from the iron box, Lin Huifang was sleeping there.

Xu Changmao struggled a bit, and the sharp blade pierced his neck again, and the blood stained his white shirt red.

"Don't hurt him!" Nan Wuxing shouted on the verge of collapse.

Qi Ming laughed loudly, and asked again: "Nan Wuxing, are you scared?"

Xu Changmao turned his gaze, at the critical moment of life and death, he also wanted to know.

Would Nanwuxing be afraid of losing him?

Nan Wuxing retracted his flustered expression, and negotiated with Qi Ming calmly: "How can you let him go?"

Nan Wuxing was terrified to death, but he couldn't indulge Qi Ming, he wanted to trample Qi Ming on the soles of his feet forever.

"Nan Wuxing, I should ask you this question!" The knife in his hand was clenched again, Qi Ming was irritated by Nan Wuxing, "When will you let me go!"

Catching Qi Ming's anger, Nan Wuxing continued to prod: "It's impossible in this life, I want to watch you live as if you were dying, or kneel in front of me and beg for mercy! Qi Ming, don't you think you are ridiculous now? What? What are you trying to threaten me with? You might as well just put the knife on my neck and be more realistic."

Qi Ming's hands trembled, and he turned into Nan Wuxing's circle.

"Yeah, a ruthless person like you, even the engagement is fake, how can you care about him?"

"So, don't bother, get off the cruise ship now, I can still give you a way to survive." Nan Wuxing forced himself to avoid Xu Changmao's eyes, ruthlessly to the end.

Be patient a little longer, be patient a little longer.

The knife that was about to deviate was shrunk back to Xu Changmao's neck again, Qi Ming said angrily: "You think I'm stupid, just leave like this, can you let me go!"

Nan Wuxing frowned and stopped talking.

He has already seen the figure behind Qi Ming, the time has come, today's farce should be over.

"Anyway, I can't live anymore, why don't you just pull a padded back, Nan Wu Xing, don't you really feel bad?" Qi Ming laughed and raised his hand to stab Xu Changmao's chest.

Xu Changmao closed his eyes, feeling relieved.

What's more, it's a pity that he is gone, what should my mother do?

Without waiting for the death trial, Xu Changmao flew out of the deck when he opened his eyes again.

At some point, a person came and kicked Qi Ming from behind, Qi Ming easily pushed Xu Changmao into the sea.

After a whirlwind, Xu Changmao fell into the icy sea.

At the moment of suffocation, Xu Changmao saw Lin Huifang suddenly rushed out of the deck and fell with him.

"Mom, don't!" After shouting the last sentence, Xu Changmao lost consciousness.

……

In mid-March, school starts.

The laziness of the New Year faded away, and the surroundings became lively again.

On the second floor of the apartment, Nan Wuxing sat by the window, looking at the bustle in the distance.

It was so quiet here that no sound could be heard.

If he hadn't signed that contract back then, he would have entered the school with Xu Changmao now.

Nan Wuxing sighed, this was the first time in so many years that he regretted it.

Looking back into the room, Xu Changmao was still asleep, cut off from the world.

Nan Wuxing hoped that Xu Changmao would lose all his memories when he woke up, so that he would not be sad because of Lin Huifang's death, so that he could start his life again.

After not sleeping all night, Nan Wuxing went downstairs to open a bottle of wine. He couldn't think of any countermeasures, what should he do with Xu Changmao.

After drinking until noon, Nan Wuxing was so drunk that he fell asleep on the table.

In the mist, I heard footsteps falling upstairs.

Before opening his eyes, Nan Wuxing swayed to the living room.

Just happened to look at Xu Changmao who came down.

"Where are you going with your luggage?" Nan Wuxing stood in front at a loss.

Xu Changmao went down the stairs expressionlessly and walked towards the door.

Nan Wuxing held his hand cautiously. I don't know if it was because of the alcohol or because of him, his hand lost the slightest strength.

"Aren't you going to let go?" Xu Changmao replied coldly without turning his head.

Still not letting go?What reason is there to keep him, what face is there to keep him!

Before Nan Wuxing could react, Xu Changmao shook off his hand and left with the suitcase.

Nan Wuxing collapsed on the sofa, he was really drunk.

Looking straight at the closing door, he murmured: "I won't let you go, I won't..."

Thinking, he fell asleep.

……

In the warehouse, Yang Fan hadn't gone out for a week, immersed in the impact of Huameng.

"My foot is swollen, open it for me." Hua Meng put down the confused Yang Fan, exposing his swollen ankle and asked.

"I let you go, will you go?" Yang Fan stroked Hua Mengqiang's strong waist, his eyes still asking.

"Why, I haven't slept enough with you yet." Hua Meng leaned over and gave Yang Fan a lingering kiss, "Hurry up and get the keys, my feet hurt so bad."

Yang Fan reluctantly left Hua Meng's kiss, got the key and opened the anklet.

A heavy blow struck the neck.

Yang Fan rolled his eyes and fainted in the shadow of Hua Meng leaving without hesitation.

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