doting shipwreck

That day, it rained heavily in Xunjiang. Accompanied by thunder and lightning, the raindrops hit everything under the sky heavily, making the whole city a few degrees colder.

When Huang Mingjuan opened the door and saw Jiang Hai who was drenched all over, she was extremely surprised.Her child was fine when she went out yesterday, how could she be so distraught now?

It's just that she couldn't find out why.

After returning home, Jiang Hai entered the bedroom without saying a word, and locked the door again.No matter how Huang Mingjuan knocked on the door, she couldn't hear the slightest response from the people inside.

In the days that followed, Jiang Hai also refused to say anything, and only focused on his work.Every day at dawn, he left the house, and did not set foot on his way back until the stars and the moon were competing for glory. It seemed that once he stopped being busy, he would not be able to survive the next sun rise and moon set in this world.

Finally, under the high-intensity work and the high fever that persisted all day after the rain, no matter how difficult his body was to support him, his eyes darkened at the shooting scene and he lost consciousness.

Ironically, that day Jiang Hai happened to be filming a scene in which the character fainted after being seriously injured.When he barely finished his lines and fell to the ground again, everyone thought that what they saw was a scene with excellent acting skills, and some even applauded for it.

It wasn't until they found that Jiang Hai, who had fallen to the ground, hadn't got up for a long time, and asked someone to come forward to investigate, did they panic.

Jiang Hai fainted on the set, and Huang Mingjuan, who didn't know the truth, naturally took all her anger on Zhang Junzhen and the crew.She blamed Zhang Junzheng for being incompetent and negligent in his duties, not aware of Jiang Hai's sadness; she blamed the production crew for being blinded by profit, regardless of her son's life or death.

Huang Mingjuan complained to everyone present, thinking that she had found the crux of the matter.But only the night light on Jiang Hai's hospital bed every night knew exactly where his injury was.

In the repeated dreams, the events before the rain fell that day were repeated in front of Jiang Hai's eyes.

"it is true."

"It's about me and him in the report."

"Jiang Hai, do you think you know me well? Why can't I be with him?"

"He can give me money, fame and fortune, and everything I want, how about you?"

"Jiang Hai, what right do you have to interfere in my life?"

"Listen well, we were ordinary friends in the past, but we will be strangers in the future, please don't entangle me anymore."

"I hate you."

The burning pain on the cheek, the lingering indifferent words and decisive gaze, and the two taillights going away, all of them are like sharp knives glowing with cold light, constantly scratching Jiang Hai's heart and pulling his flesh and blood ,It hurts.

At the end of the dream, standing in the rain curtain, he could do nothing but wait for helplessness and loneliness to swallow him up.

And that was the beginning of the next dream.

Jiang Hai, who was desperately pushed out of the matter by Yu Sheng, was still like this, how could Yu Sheng who was still mired in the quagmire be any better.

After watching a good show as he wished, Bai Ziqian tortured Yu Sheng intensified.

This arrogant man repeatedly used words and actions to tear Yu Sheng's wounds, and then watched the once beautiful and pure white swan struggling in the blood with joy.

For him, the deepest pleasure in the world is not to get a beautiful thing, but to destroy it completely.

The flower of the high mountain is thrown into the dust and mud, which is a drama he has never tired of.

With such a perverted mentality, Bai Ziqian always felt that he didn't do enough for Yu Sheng.

He was no longer satisfied with the look of Yu Sheng biting his lip and eyes full of hatred under him; he was not satisfied with only leaving some light red marks on that beautiful body.

Since you are not satisfied, it is time to take the next step!

Just when Yu Sheng was still full of self-blame for Jiang Hai's fainting, when he was still holding the doll that Jiang Hai sent him and crying silently, a text message with only the address and time was sent to him. mobile phone.

The name of the sender was obscured by the dripping tears, but Yu Sheng knew that it was a nightmare he could not resist and could not escape.

It was night, and the last ray of spring wind in Xunjiang City was blowing violently.

Standing outside the Xingcheng waterfront villa area with only sporadic lights on, Yu Sheng couldn't help but gather the double lapels of his coat.

He hated the group of dark villas in front of him, it looked like a crocodile hiding on the bank of the water waiting to pounce on its prey, dangerous and deadly.

But Yu Sheng had no choice, he could only step into the endless darkness after hesitation.

Following the path dimly illuminated by street lights, Yu Sheng found Villa No. 29 deep in the complex.

This three-story large villa is located in the northeast corner of the villa area, surrounded by a green area.If it weren't for some lights peeking through the gaps in the curtains, it would look as quiet as the uninhabited buildings next to it.

And Yu Sheng was going to spend a night full of humiliation and despair here today.

With a deep sigh, he who was alone and helpless had no choice but to numb his painful heart with this.

At this point, the time limit given by Bai Ziqian was approaching, but Yu Sheng's legs were as heavy as lead.He didn't want to go there, but he had no choice but to walk step by step towards the giant crawling in the dark night.

In fact, Yu Sheng hesitated at that time, after all, the address Bai Ziqian sent him all the time was a luxury hotel in the city center, never such a remote area on the outskirts of the city.But being kind by nature, he couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Bai Ziqian was selling in the gourd, and he never expected that what was waiting for him behind that door was an existence thousands of times crueler than the previous torture.

The author has something to say: starting from this chapter, the plot will be deleted in the next few chapters, please move to a certain Ford to watch.

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