domineering man

Zhao Qian's abnormality was not hidden from the outside world.

Everyone was spreading the rumor that Zhao Qian had gone mad. Even though Zhao Xun tried his best to suppress it, it still spread to many people's ears.

Some people also took this opportunity to approach Zhao Qian.

Because they knew that as long as they said they had seen the man named Yin Su, Zhao Qian would believe it.

"Mr. Zhao, the sake here is very good, you can try it."

This is a Japanese restaurant with obvious exotic style.

It's just that Zhao Qian didn't have the heart to watch, but quietly stared at the sake in front of him, and said softly, "Say, you remember him."

The man was stunned for a moment, then thought of what he had tricked Zhao Qian over, he let out an ah, and replied without guilt: "Yes, that is the tall, beautiful, long-haired man with a very white face."

It is estimated that the whole country now knows the appearance of the man Zhao Qian is thinking about.

Only Zhao Qian didn't know that he was caught in his own imagination and believed everything naively.

"Just remember, just remember."

He asks for nothing.

As long as someone can remember Yinsu, he will be satisfied.

A gleam flashed in the man's eyes, and he pushed the sake in the cup towards Zhao Qian.

"Xiao Zhao, why don't you try this drink first, and we can talk about that Mr. Yin later."

Hearing the familiar address of "Mr. Yin", Zhao Qian felt comforted in his heart.

He drank the wine in the glass without doubt, and didn't see the success in the man's eyes.

"Mr. Zhao, how about this wine?"

Zhao Qian raised his head, his eyes were moist and misty.

"it is good……"

The man let out a chuckle happily, and looked at Zhao Qian who was a little confused.

"I also think it's good. Of course, it would be even better if Xiao Zhao can always have another drink."

Zhao Qian shook his head vigilantly.

Whenever he felt a little tipsy, he wouldn't drink more.

"No...drunk..."

The man filled his wine glass to the brim, and said with a smile, "How can you get drunk with this wine, another glass is just right."

Zhao Qian usually doesn't drink sake very much, and his body has been a little weak recently, and his mind has become a little confused.

He shook his head in refusal, trying to stand up but feeling top-heavy.

The man looked at Zhao Qian's blushing cheeks, licked his lips, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"It turns out that Mr. Zhao looks like this when he's drunk. He's much cuter than the people I've seen before."

The man is good at playing, he doesn't care about the location, he originally thought that he could take some videos and photos from Zhao Qian to take advantage of it, but now, in addition to those advantages, he also wants to take advantage of Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian frowned, and struggled staggeringly for a long time before barely standing up. He didn't forget to hug the camera in his arms, and he was about to walk out.

The man stumbled, and Zhao Qian fell heavily on the ground, almost hitting the camera in his arms. Fortunately, he supported it with his hands, and his back fell to the ground. There was no serious injury to his body.

It's just that my head is more dizzy.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the man standing in front of him unbuttoning his shirt.

"Xiao Zhao has a high position and authority, so he should have only done the top, and never enjoyed the fun of the bottom."

The other party gave a low laugh.

"Don't worry, I will gently let Mr. Zhao have a taste of the fun."

Zhao Qian felt a little sick. He turned over and wanted to climb out, but someone grabbed his ankle and dragged him back.

Just when the man's hand was about to touch his waist, the door was pushed open forcefully.

Gao Fang, who was still panting with a livid face, became gloomy and cold when he saw the scene in front of him.

The man inside froze for a moment, his face was a little flustered, it was obvious that the other party knew Gao Fang.

"Who gave you the guts to touch Zhao Qian?"

Gao Fang's words were icy cold to the bone, and his cold eyes were like an abyss, which made the man feel terrified.

Zhao Qian opened his hazy eyes and murmured uncomfortably: "Gao Fang..."

Gao Fang took a deep breath, picked up Zhao Qian and carried it on his shoulders, turned his head and said coldly to the man: "The city of H can't bear you anymore."

He lifted his foot to leave, and before the man could run away, he was blocked inside.

Gao Fang will let him understand what the real revenge is.

Walking out of the restaurant, Gao Fang threw Zhao Qian into the car.

"Fortunately, you are lucky. This restaurant is opened by a friend of mine, and I happen to be here. Otherwise, you would have been calculated so that there is not even a bone left."

Zhao Qian just turned over when he heard Gao Fang's words.

How can there be so much good luck in the world.

It's just that someone is protecting him.

Gao Fang looked at his unbelievable appearance, with smoke rising from the top of his head.

Of course he also knew that Zhao Qian was in a daze.

But he doesn't have the generosity of Xiao Liu and Zhao Yi.

He felt distressed, but more angry.

"Look at what you look like now, what's the difference between you and a lunatic, do you think those people really remember Yinsu, they are all lying to you, and only you will believe that there is such a person who does not exist in the world !"

Gao Fang finally uncovered Zhao Qian's scar of self-deception.

Zhao Qian, who was drunk on the back seat, suddenly sat up and looked at him fiercely with red eyes.

"He's here, but you forgot about him!"

Gao Fang's head was dizzy, looking at the baby-like camera in Zhao Qian's arms, he wanted to smash it on the spot.

He couldn't stand Zhao Qian, who was caught in a dream he had woven all day long, like a person who could never wake up.

"He doesn't exist, everyone can't see him, and don't remember him, only you, insisting like a fool, is it useful, what is he that makes you miss him so much!"

Zhao Qian didn't speak, but rushed forward and kicked Gao Fang.

Gao Fang also got angry and punched Zhao Qian back.

The two started fighting in front of the car door with fists and kicks.

Zhao Qian couldn't even stand firmly, and lost his aim several times.

But in the end, Gao Fang suffered the most injuries.

The two of them sat on the cold ground like this, Gao Fang licked the broken skin at the corner of his mouth, and lowered his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I said too much."

Zhao Qian's eyes were red, and he said in a hoarse voice: "He is really..."

Gao Fang looked at him, moved his lips, but still didn't say anything.

In the eyes of Gao Fang and even many people, Zhao Qian is the one who can't wake up.

But in Zhao Qian's eyes, they are not the group of people who cannot be awakened.

Can't tell who is right and who is wrong.

It's just that the facts recognized by each other are different.

Gao Fang silently picked up Zhao Qian and stuffed it into the car, and drove away without saying a word.

A car came quietly out of the corner of the parking lot.

There were two people sitting inside, looking at the exit ahead with different expressions.

"Did you hear that Zhao Qian's madness is true, no matter what others say, as long as it is related to that person named "Yin Su", he will believe it. "

The woman looked a little crazy, with resentment and excitement suppressed in her eyes, as if she was planning something.

On the contrary, the man next to him looked a little complicated and hesitant.

"Why did he become like this?"

"that's not important……"

The woman looked back at him, her lowered voice carried deep poison.

"I just want him to pay the price he deserves."

The man frowned, looking a little struggling.

"He is my own nephew."

"So what!"

The woman's voice became louder, showing a trace of madness on the verge of collapse uncontrollably.

"He killed my son, so he should die. Isn't your son more important than him?"

"That was not what I meant……"

"I don't need to hear that, I just care about my son."

The woman's eyes were bloodshot, and she murmured this sentence almost in a daze.

To her, everyone is less important than a single hair in Zhao Wenhua.

When Zhao Xun learned from Gao Fang that Zhao Qian was cheated out, he was furious, but looking at the pale and thin man, his heart finally softened.

He was not willing to sprinkle another handful of salt on Zhao Qian's heart.

However, he will not allow the situation to develop like this.

"Zhao Qian, you should rest at home these few days and don't go out."

This is what Xiao Liu said to Zhao Qian.

After finishing speaking, Xiao Liu ruthlessly locked Zhao Qian's door behind him.

Zhao Qian heard voices from outside, but he didn't resist, but sat on the edge of the bed blankly, looking at the curtains that were opened a little.

It was very dark outside.

He probably really will never see the night sky as bright and brilliant as that day again.

Xiao Liu and Zhao Xun guard Zhao Qian every day, busy at both work and life.

But things will never be so smooth. There is a problem with the company's accounts. Under investigation, it turns out that the uncle's family is embezzling public funds.

The two had to attend the board of directors as major shareholders to deal with this matter.

Before leaving, Zhao Xun looked at the locked door, hesitated for a moment, and opened it anyway.

But he didn't expect that such a simple and soft-hearted behavior almost made him regret it.

A phone call came in.

Zhao Qian reacted slowly, then picked it up slowly.

"Hey……"

"Zhao Qian..."

He frowned slightly, and wanted to hang up the phone.

But when the other end said a word, he hesitated for a moment, that is, such a moment of pause gave the other end a chance to sneak in.

"I know Yinsu, the man you mentioned is your lover, right?"

Zhao Qian didn't answer, but the other person continued in a flat tone.

"He is really beautiful. No man is more beautiful than him. You took him back to the old house, right?"

Just these two words already made Zhao Qian's heart beat faster.

This is the first time someone has talked about Yinsu in such detail.

"What do you want to do……"

he asked.

"I want to meet you."

Thinking of what happened last time, he hesitated.

But the other party didn't give him a chance to hesitate.

"Would you like to hear more about that Mr. Yin?"

"it is good……"

He hung up the phone, still a little undecided in his heart.

Immediately, he remembered the locked door.

He walked over and put his hand on the doorknob.

If... cannot be opened, then...

"Crack..."

The door is open...

Zhao Qian's eyes moved.

Does this mean that, in fact, he should make this trip.

Zhao Qian looked at the empty living room in front of him, Xiao Liu and Zhao Xun were not there.

He thought, he was just going to see, he should be back soon, he won't drink, he won't walk home alone, nothing should happen.

With this in mind, Zhao Qian took his mobile phone and video camera, and went out without leaving anything behind.

The wooden ladle in his hand was loosened, and the clear water sprinkled on the soil.

Yin Su lowered his head in shock.

His heart was beating abnormally violently, with anxiety and panic.

Zhao Qian...

He murmured, looking slightly stunned.

Why there is a feeling that Zhao Qian's life is coming to an end.

Even if Zhao Qian suffered that catastrophe, he shouldn't be so young...

"Sir, I saw your water spilled."

That voice sounded again outside the door, with an obscure tone like an evil ghost who had fallen into the abyss.

Yin Su's left hand began to tremble, and the little finger was connected to his heart, carrying a strong signal.

He looked up blankly at the gray sky above his head.

Looking down again, the silver-gray eyes have black depths.

"Idiot, you shouldn't peep into my heart."

The calm and waveless voice formed a terrifying vortex in the sky.

It's just that the sound outside is still as stable as ever.

"If the master doesn't want me to see it, I can't see it."

"Boom!"

The huge thunder struck, shaking the whole world three times.

Tens of thousands of evil spirits are howling and screaming.

The gray mist swept across the boundless desert, Yinsu floated into the air, his silver-white long hair moved without wind, and his emotionless silver-gray eyes scanned the space that was torn apart like hell.

This is the real alien world.

It is filled with all the evil that has been rejected, and it is full of all the bloody souls.

The blue sea ahead was choppy, and the rolling waves seemed to engulf the surroundings.

In a flash, Yinsu came to the shore.

He frowned slightly, thinking for a moment.

But soon he calmed down and returned to his usual indifference, but there was a trace of determination in it.

"Sir, you want to cross the sea, so you know what the consequences will be."

The thick black mist could vaguely see the indistinguishable faces, and the big guy beside him shrouded the black mist like a handful.

The vortex above the head became more and more frightening, sweeping everything around like a violent storm.

"I know, but so what."

Nothing can stand in his way unless he wants to.

"Sir, since you know you want to do this, then go."

Yin Su stepped into the vast dust and sand with bare feet, and the rolling waves in front of him were only a hair's breadth away.

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at the fog behind him and that stupid thing that only knew how to smash holes.

With a flick of the fingertip, a silver bracelet struck, and the black mist condensed and dispersed, slowly revealing a human form.

He turned his head, no longer looked at the other person, and let the Chi who appeared in human form behind him and the big guy who had been with him for thousands of years be involved in the gray whirlpool above his head.

If he wasn't there, looking at the relationship in the past, the hairless bird should also tame each other.

Putting aside all distracting thoughts, he stepped into the waves.

Her feet, which were as white as jade, instantly turned scorched black, but they quickly returned to their original state.

His expression was as usual, and he moved forward step by step steadily.

The turmoil in his heart became more and more unstable, and he saw Zhao Qian's appearance from the sea.

"Baby, I'll give you whatever you want."

He smiled unconsciously, a bloody mark appeared on his forehead.

That is the alien mark.

"Even if everyone forgets you, I will remember you."

My heart began to ache, it was Zhao Qian who was crying.

The feeling of being separated and reunited is absolutely uncomfortable, but Yin Su's pace never stagnates, his calm face remains unchanged, black air wafts from his forehead, and his pale face remains unchanged. Bloody, but looking at his calm appearance, it seems that he is always like this.

"You guys forgot about him! He is here! He will definitely come back!"

Yin Su was startled, and his forward steps suddenly stagnated.

Zhao Qian's heart-piercing cry scattered the energy he had gathered, and the alien marks engraved in the depths of his soul were like burning marks, piercing his soul thousands of holes.

He frowned slightly, showing a trace of pain.

But the gray aura of dying on Zhao Qian's body became more and more intense.

Originally, he wanted to wait for Zhao Qian to live to the age of natural death. As a dead soul, he naturally had a way to meet him.

But in his absence, Zhao Qian's life was obviously worse than he imagined.

Zhao Qian shouldn't shorten his life because of his appearance.

If Zhao Qian is gone now.

Then he will fall into hell after death.

No one can challenge life without being in awe of it.

Even if he is the master of hell, he cannot cross the rules of life.

He had to go back to stop Zhao Qian's death that shouldn't have existed.

The howling waves roared again, like a berserk giant beast, trying to swallow him into its stomach.

He calmly looked at the several feet high tide in front of him, a trace of contempt flashed in his silver-gray eyes.

When Zhao Qian opened his eyes again, he saw a completely strange and closed space.

It was a little dark around, only a few gleams of light came through the pasted windows.

The dull pain in the back of his head made him frown somewhat uncomfortablely. He tried to stand up, but found that his hands and feet were already numb from the string, and he was so cold that he didn't feel it.

Suddenly he thought of something, and looked around in panic, but didn't find the camera he was carrying with him.

"Have……"

As soon as he yelled, there was a hard and dry pain in his throat.

He coughed and kicked the table in front of him hard.

"Oh!"

The door was pushed open, and a man walked in and removed all the black cloths blocking the windows.

The light at dusk is a bit gorgeous, overlooking the whole city at your feet.

Only then did Zhao Qian notice that this was an office, a disorganized and abandoned office.

He squinted and looked at the woman standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and then his pupils shrank. The woman was playing with his video camera in her hand.

"Sun Yilan..."

"shut up!"

The woman turned her head and stared at him viciously, then her expression softened and she said softly, "You should call me Second Aunt."

Zhao Qian watched her not speak, but struggled to stand up, found a comfortable position and sat in the office chair.

"What about my second uncle, you can't bring me up alone."

Sun Yilan lowered her head with a blurred expression.

"He is worthless and dare not see you. It is enough for me to be here alone."

Zhao Qian sneered, even in such an embarrassing situation, Mr. Zhao's arrogance did not decrease a bit, but there was a little bit of the arrogance of Mr. Zhao when he was young.

"Be afraid of death, he has always been like this, otherwise why would he listen to you, a woman, in everything."

Sun Yilan was noncommittal, shaking the camera in her hand, and seeing Zhao Qian's expression tense, she smiled triumphantly.

"It's important to you."

Zhao Qian pursed his lips and did not answer this question, but asked, "Tell me, you remember Yin Su."

Sun Yilan's expression moved slightly, she looked at the camera in her hand and said, "Yes, I remember him."

This made Zhao Qian happy.

As long as there are still people who remember Yin Su, does it mean that he has not disappeared completely and will come back sooner or later.

"You said, you'd tell me a lot about him."

This made him feel that his persistence was not meaningless.

Even if the other party is the criminal who kidnapped him.

But he still wanted to hear the answer he wanted to hear from the other party.

It's just that Sun Yilan didn't do what he wanted, but took out a mobile phone and held it in front of him.

"Call Zhao Xun and ask him to drop the charges against Zhao Wenhua."

As long as Zhao Xun admits that Zhao Wenhua is not guilty, then it will be a matter of time before Zhao Wenhua comes out.

Zhao Qian looked at her, and asked a little stubbornly: "Tell me, you remember something about Yinsu."

Sun Yilan frowned, a little impatient.

"I don't care what India is or not, I just want my son!"

Zhao Qian lowered his eyes and said coldly: "That's what he deserves, he deserves it, why should he be released!"

These words touched Sun Yilan's sensitive nerves, and the originally good person suddenly burst into blue veins like crazy, staring at him with red eyes, and the hand holding the phone turned white with force.

"What does it mean to deserve it? You two had an accident together. Why can you recover overnight, and my son is not only a useless person, but also sent to prison by you. Why, why!"

Hearing Sun Yilan's roar, Zhao Qian was shocked, and he raised his head, his eyes were piercingly cold.

"You don't remember him, you're lying to me."

There was nothing wrong with him recovering overnight, and there was nothing wrong with Zhao Wenhua becoming a cripple.

But it was not him who caused Zhao Wenhua's accident, but Yin Su.

Sun Yilan looked at the despair in Zhao Qian's eyes and suddenly calmed down.

She looked at him and said without guilt: "Yes, I was lying to you, but so what, you still believe it."

Zhao Qian instantly looked like a puppet that had lost its soul, his face was dull and dull.

"You're all lying to me."

They all thought he was like a lunatic intoxicated in a dream.

Looking at Zhao Qian in front of her, Sun Yilan suddenly felt a distorted sense of pleasure.

She smiled and said: "Everyone knows, only you don't know, your brother is lying to you, Liu Chengan is also lying to you, no one remembers that person named Yin Su, he does not exist at all."

"You guys forgot about him! He is here! He will definitely come back!"

Zhao Qian yelled hysterically, and the violent turmoil in his heart made his throat feel a fishy sweetness.

He looked at Sun Yilan stubbornly, with stubborn eyes.

"You really are crazy."

Sun Yilan mocked in a low voice, not wanting to entangle Zhao Qian about this issue, but picked up the mobile phone and asked him to call Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian stared at her intently, and suddenly said, "Come closer, so I can see my brother's phone number clearly."

Sun Yilan didn't suspect him, and approached him with her mobile phone.

Zhao Qian, who was sitting comfortably in the office chair, suddenly tripped and tripped Sun Yilan to the ground.

The camera in his hand fell unsteadily, and Zhao Qian hurried to pick it up.

Sun Yilan came to her senses, grabbed his feet and dragged him back.

Zhao Qian struggled violently and kicked Sun Yilan away.

But his hands and feet were bound, so Sun Yilan couldn't be faster.

Sun Yilan took the first step to pick up the camera on the ground, and rushed to the floor-to-ceiling window in three steps at a time.

"If you dare to come over, I'll throw it down, this is the tenth floor!"

Zhao Qian lay on the ground, gnashing his teeth and looking at her.

"you dare!"

"See if I dare."

Seeing Zhao Qian's nervous look, Sun Yilan seemed to have gained a huge sense of pleasure.

She opened the window and reached out.

"What will happen to you if I drop it?"

Zhao Qian stood up on his knees, his eyes fixed on the other party.

"I will make Zhao Wenhua unable to get out for the rest of his life!"

Sun Yilan was shocked.

She remembered the scene where Zhao Wenhua was sent to the hospital dripping with blood.

Recalling the scene of being sued by Zhao Ji while still in the hospital.

There are other things, Zhao Wenhua looked at her sadly and imploringly.

Her eyes hardened, and she loosened her hand out of the window.

A very fast figure rushed over.

"Zhao Qian!"

The second uncle who pushed the door and came in was full of horror, and fell to his knees limply.

The little secretary's question to Zhao Qian rang in his ears.

"It's just a camera, is it that important?"

"Very important, more important than my life."

The author has something to say: I don’t know if you understand Zhao Qian’s mentality. He believes everything others say, and he desperately wants to find a sense of identity. It seems that only in this way, he is not the only lunatic who can’t wake up in the eyes of others ps: abuse is over