Poisoning

The corners of his mouth turned to both sides, smiled, and said, "Don't try to provoke me and Ye Fan anymore, I will like a rock, and I won't like a rotten dog like you, your ass is floating across the ocean , are you comfortable being served by Xu Youchun?"

Fan Qiuming's face darkened, and he said, "I'm innocent..."

Chuyuan had already raised his hand and slapped him across the face.

"Compared with Yang Yibo, I think you are dirtier than him!" Chu Yuan said, then turned and walked into the bedroom.

Fan Qiuming put his hands on his hot cheeks, and suddenly laughed fiercely, and shouted at Chu Yuan's back, "Chu Yuan! I love you!"

Seeing Chuyuan's ferocious facial features, Ye Fan grabbed a knife from the table, turned around and ran towards Fan Qiuming.

Ye Fan cried out, "Fan Qiuming, hurry up."

But it was too late, Chuyuan had already lifted Fan Qiuming's left wrist, and the knife edge was on his neck, saying, "Please!"

Fan Qiuming smiled coldly, "I never begged you, it was you who came to beg me, it's not too late for you to beg me to let you go, or I'll kill you!"

Ye Fan had already left the door, pulled Chuyuan's arm in a panic, and called, "Fan Qiuming, just beg him." Frightened, Fan backed away.

Fan Qiuming smiled and said to Ye Fan, "I'm sorry, when Chuyuan loves you so much, I can't help loving him. I'm jealous of you. I've always been the one who loves him the most. , I love him. I love you, Chuyuan."

When the last sentence I love you was said, Chuyuan had already put down the knife, and he held his head, "Let me go! I don't love you! I don't love you at all!"

Fan Qiuming only felt that it was a pity that Chuyuan retreated. He could have killed him with a little more effort. Chuyuan was indeed kinder than him. He touched his neck and it hurt. He went to the hospital alone to tie a bandage .

A few days later, there was a scar around the neck, and it healed after itching for a while, but Fan Qiuming still felt a little restless, why is he dirtier than Yang Yibai, how dirty is Yang Yibai now?You must go and see for yourself.

I went to Lao Jiu and said to find Yang Yibai, and soon someone took him into a small house, where an old man was playing with Yang Yibai, he knocked on the door, but the old man didn't lift his head, "It's not over yet! You What's the rush! If we can't bear it anymore, we can play together, anyway, this guy can do it with a dozen or so people."

Fan Qiuming crossed his legs and watched the old man torture Yang Yibai with tools.

Yang Yibai is a male prostitute. This is a common feature of drug addicts. As long as they can get money, they will use it at all costs, including their bodies and health.After the old man finished, Yang Yibai was dying, and someone pushed the door to come in to play, but Fan Qiuming blocked it, Yang Yibai's mouth was moving.

Fan Qiuming pressed against his mouth, listening to his words, Yang Yibai was saying, "I want... money for the customer"

Fan Qiuming said with a smile, "You are going to die, what do you need money for?"

Fan Qiuming took him to the hospital, but several hospitals were unwilling to accept him, because it was obvious at a glance that Yang Yibo was taking drugs, and his arms and legs were covered with pinholes. to a private clinic.

Yang Yibai's back was cracked and needed stitches. He suffered a lot for this, but these crimes were minor compared to the pain of addiction. He took a cigarette that Fan Qiuming handed over.

Fan Qiuming couldn't help asking, "Do you hate me very much?"

Yang Yibai smoked a cigarette, swallowing the smoke greedily, "At first I blamed you, but I feel more and more that a self-sacrificing person has no capital to make excuses."

Fan Qiuming smiled, and asked again, "There is a person who committed suicide because of me, but the guilt in my heart is not so deep. What kind of person do you think I am?"

Yang Yibo turned his head to the window, and said quietly, "Aunt Wu is dead, she was hacked to death, and she didn't pay her debts."

Fan Qiuming shrugged, "I think I am also responsible for her death."

Yang Yibo suddenly grabbed Fan Qiuming's collar excitedly, his body was completely hollowed out in just a few seconds, and he couldn't use any strength, "You are a bad person!"

Chapter 63

Fan Qiuming lit another cigarette for him, and Yang Yibo continued, "I'm already like this, and you still feed me cigarettes, do you want me to die sooner?" Fan Qiuming said, "I hope you die sooner, it's better to live like this." uncomfortable."

Yang Yibai's eyes flickered, "The person who died was Chen Zixiang, hey, he is relieved, but he took drugs for you, and you will never be able to get rid of this crime. The only person you really harmed is him."

Fan Qiuming took the cigarette out of his mouth, pressed it against Yang Yibai's ear, and said, "Not only that, but there is actually one person who will suffer more than Chen Zixiang in the future, because he said that I am dirtier than you!"

Yang Yibai regained his energy and asked in surprise, "Who is it? Oh, I know, that unlucky Chuyuan, haha, he can't escape your grasp at all. I always think that good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil." It's nonsense, after all, this world is actually controlled by villains."

Fan Qiuming shook his head, "Then you are wrong, if stealing a dollar can be regarded as a villain, then the world is indeed controlled by villains, because everyone is a villain."

Yang Yibai was very interested in Chuyuan's affairs, and asked, "How do you want to get revenge on him?"

Fan Qiuming said, "My life is the greatest revenge for him, unless he kills me, otherwise, he has been timid all his life, you don't know, when he was very young, he only listened to me If not, he has been kept in captivity by me for more than ten years."

Chuyuan became more anxious from the day he cut Fan Qiuming's neck. Ye Fan couldn't persuade him no matter what. He could go around the house more than ten or twenty times. Whenever Ye Fan opened his mouth, he said with a bitter face. , "Fan Qiuming is the meanest person, but he just likes me. I hope I can like him."

Ye Fan hugged his knees, picked up the branches on the ground and drew circles, "Maybe Fan Qiuming was joking that day, when he said he loves you, maybe he was deliberately teasing you."

Chuyuan squatted next to Ye Fan, even touched Ye Fan with his leg, and asked, "Do you think Fan Qiuming doesn't like me?"

Ye Fan scratched his head and said, "I don't know, but he really cares about you."

Just in time, Ye Zi also came over, sat down on the ground, seemed to think of something, then patted his head and said, "Fan Qiuming must like you, remember the first time you were reduced to our house to eat and drink? He caught Chuyuan Mushrooms in a bowl, but I didn't know he was allergic to mushrooms until I was with him."

Chuyuan frowned and said, "I don't like mushrooms, especially those mushrooms were given to me by your stepmother."

Ye Zi blinked and said, "Isn't that right!" She fiddled with her nails, lowered her head, her eyebrows furrowed together, Ye Fan was also embarrassed, and the three of them chatted about each other's thoughts.

After breaking the ambiguity between Fan Qiuming and Chuyuan for so many years, Ye Fan and Chuyuan fell into some strange circle again. Whenever Chuyuan touched him, he would tremble, which made Chuyuan point to the sky every time. I swear, Chu Yuan really wished that Fan Qiuming would disappear.

After Fan Qiuming's neck was scratched, he wore a scarf all winter. When the weather became warmer in spring, the scars disappeared. He wrapped the scarf around his arm and looked at the river shining with sunlight in the distance with his chin resting on his chin.

Huang Yizhen took a bottle of cold beer and froze Fan Qiuming's cheeks. Fan Qiuming didn't respond, but said lightly, "It's still cold, drinking this won't make you afraid of diarrhea. I'll feel bad."

Huang Yizhen said, "It's not just me who drank it alone, Xu Youchun also drank it, which one do you feel distressed about?"

Fan Qiuming untied the scarf, tied it around Huang Yizhen's neck, and said, "I love you so much." The two entered the room laughing.

Cai Kun put his legs on Fan Qiuming's, swayed, and said, "Why is Ye Zi so proud? I asked her to meet, but she never paid any attention to me."

Fan Qiuming waved to A Tong, A Tong moved from Cai Kun to Fan Qiuming's side, Fan Qiuming smiled and said, "Look, he already has a boyfriend like you, and he still thinks about other women, don't you be jealous ?"

Ah Tong said, "It's useless for me to be jealous, I pretend I don't know, so I won't be upset."

Fan Qiuming nodded, feeling that this move was very good, he saw Xu Youchun holding a boy's waist, the two were chatting happily, and Huang Yizhen was also having an intimate conversation with a girl, everyone was the same, flirting with each other, using affection The most dedicated one is Chu Yuan.

Cai Kun complained a lot, and Fan Qiuming seemed to hear him say, "No matter what, even if you tie the leaves, you have to play a few times."

Fan Qiuming replied, "It's better not to be like this." But Cai Kun is not his dog. Even if it is his dog, the dog will sometimes disobey. His dogs have all betrayed the enemy. He treats others as dogs. , maybe I am just a dog that can bark in the eyes of others, does the dog bite the dog?It was so much fun.

On this day, the weather was very warm, the wind was low, and the branches that had lost all their leaves did not move. The temperature has been rising in the past few days after the new year, and it does not seem like winter at all.

Fan Qiuming still slept until mid-sun and didn't get up. As soon as he opened the curtain, the warm sun came straight in. Xu Youchun hooked the curtain, and the curtain parted to block the light again. Fan Qiuming wanted to open it again.Xu Youchun's hand had already touched him, Fan Qiuming twisted his buttocks and squeezed him under the quilt, smiling, Xu Youchun said, "The weather is so nice, let's sleep a little longer."

Fan Qiuming opened the curtain again, stretched out a hand, a beam of sunlight passed through the palms of the hands, the dust particles could be seen very clearly, he rubbed his fingers, and felt nothing at all.