Where did you get this substitute from?

When Jin Suxi rushed to the hospital in a panic, Su Shen's operation was still going on.

At that time, Jiang Yu's eyes were red, and he was pressed against the cold wall of the hospital. The dizziness caused by the lack of oxygen from running wildly came late, and the heartbeat that almost jumped out of his chest, he slumped and covered his eyes, I heard the same questions as today.

"That last phone call... what did you say?"

He looked around in a daze. The person who always protected him in the past, with his help, was sent to the intensive care unit by him and outsiders, and his life and death are still unknown.

After repeating the content of the call, he burst into tears: "I'm sorry...I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry..."

……

Five ten in the afternoon.

Su Shen has been in the room for a full eight hours.

He is thinking.

The materials placed in front of Su Shen were Mu Liuying's investment, real estate and development projects in recent years.

He needs to put aside the stereotyped impressions of the past, calm down and analyze it carefully.

As Shang'an Lichuan's eyeliner buried next to Mu Liuying, Gong Xue has spread this online security for nearly a year, but the information she has obtained is solid.

It can be seen that even among the people around him, Mu Liuying seldom mentions his work. He is cautious, meticulous, and has a very clear distinction between relationship and career.

Mu Liuying's silhouette was gradually sketched in his mind, thinking about the opportunity to break through the deadlock.

It wasn't until he felt thirsty that he got up to pour water, only to find that his legs were numb when he straightened up.

He held on to the wall before he could walk two steps, when the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Shang An changed into a casual shirt, and his hair was disheveled on his forehead. He looked much younger and more energetic. With his baby face, he looked like a brother next door.

He was carrying a kettle, and after opening the door, he smiled at Su Shen who was leaning against the wall: "Room service."

Su Shen stood still, watching him walk to the table and lift the teacup.

While Shangan was pouring water, Su Shen raised his head and looked around, as if he was looking for something.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Shang An looked at him obediently and harmlessly.

"Where is the camera?"

Su Shen can now be [-]% sure that there are cameras in this room.

This person still had a baby face, and his words contained words: "Brother, this is for your safety, don't worry... I didn't see anything I shouldn't have seen."

He frowned and looked at Shang'an with folded arms.

Shang'an received his displeasure, so he put the kettle away, put one hand on the table, and looked directly at the past: "Actually, Shang'an's family has made many enemies since my father. Since I was a child, there are bodyguards every day at home." On patrol, my own practice room, study room, and bedroom are all equipped with surveillance cameras. I don’t feel much about these things that I have long been accustomed to. In my knowledge, there has never been privacy and secrets, so if you think I'm sorry to offend you."

He never knew what kind of words would soften Su Shen's heart.

The person who was two steps away really relaxed his shoulders, revealing a bit of confusion.

Shang'an looked away, and didn't feel any guilt about cheating.

At least the first half of this passage is not false.

It's just that later, he missed someone desperately, and hid it in his heart, and there was no day of steadfastness.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. At that age when he was talking about marriage, boys of the same age group already had girls they liked. He was more mature and experienced than his peers, but he didn't have any other thoughts about those young girls.

Sensing his uneasiness, Shang An Yuanzuo gave him a woman on his birthday.

He drank some wine, went back to the room and accidentally saw the pretty woman on the bed, but he didn't have any thoughts in his heart.

He stepped forward and touched the woman's fair face, chin and shoulders. The touch of his hands was like touching a piece of fine silk, but these didn't mean anything to him.

He stared at the camera in the room reluctantly, raised the wine bottle and smashed it at it for a long time. The woman on the bed was trembling with fright, and ran out the door screaming.

He bent down to pick up the broken glass, his palms were blood red.

However, what is incomprehensible is that he hates the secrets in his heart being peeped so much, yet he fantasizes that one day he can monitor the person in his heart from all angles and observe his every move without any blind spots.

Once this idea was born, it took root in my mind, sprouted, and grew vigorously day and night.

But at that time, he didn't know why he had such a deformed idea.

Shang'an looked at the familiar Su Shen's handwriting on the paper: "How does it feel?"

Su Shen looked over suspiciously: "What?"

"What is it like to be with Jiang Yu, senior brother." Shang'an's voice was a little low, "You put it in your heart, watch it with all your eyes, like it, consume your patience wantonly, but don't worry about anything How does it feel to lose you from time to time."

Su Shen: "..."

What kind of nerve is this guy.

Shang An leaned over, his eyes were dark and he couldn't see the bottom. He was obviously smiling, but the smile sent chills down Su Shen's spine.

Before Jiang Yu appeared, he felt that as long as he worked hard to appear in Su Shen's eyes, he would see himself one day.

Why did he have such a ridiculous idea at that time.

He should have been like this long ago.

Sow discord between him and Jiang Yu, and lure him with things he cares about. In this way, isn't he willing to stay here?

In his well-designed cage, every move is under his observation.

Shang'an's breath was close at hand, but suddenly retreated.

Su Shen just had an illusion, he saw the flash of desire in Shang An's eyes, if this guy hadn't retreated in time, he would have thought that Shang An Lichuan was going to kiss him just now.

Turning to the side, obviously did not do anything, but Shangan felt his heart beating faster, he controlled his breathing, tried his best to calm down, but his heart couldn't calm down no matter what.

He raised his hand and almost touched Su Shen's face.

Hesitant to speak.

He really wanted to know what it was like to be liked by Su Shen.

Feeling the ambiguous atmosphere, Su Shen turned his body sideways, regained his feeling in his numb legs, sat down in his original position, and brought out the plan that he had been thinking about all afternoon: "Take a look."

Shang An took over and put it aside: "There is something more important than this."

Su Shen looked at him seriously: "Is there something wrong?"

"You haven't eaten a bite of food since noon. You need to replenish your energy now. This is the most important thing right now."

Talking is talking, can the paws rest on the back of my neck?

Su Shen got up, and shook off Shang'an's hand without a trace, "I'm really hungry, let's go, eat something."

Shang'an left the room one after the other behind him.

Going down the stairs, the crystal lamp in the hall divided the light into countless pieces and stepped on it. Su Shen suddenly stopped, turned half of his body and looked over: "Well, can you eat spicy food?"

Shang An was taken aback for a moment, then nodded hesitantly: "Yes."

Su Shen: "Let's go, brother spend a lot of money today, I'll bring you something good to eat."

When we arrived at the destination, the business of the Sichuan restaurant was getting better and better as the weather was approaching winter, and the traffic at the door was packed, so Su Shen searched for a long time before finding a parking space.

Standing at the entrance of the Sichuan restaurant, Su Shen chattered endlessly: "The food here is very good, even Jiang who is so picky..."

He paused, then sneered: "You will know once you taste it."

Shang An quickly realized the name he almost said just now, smiled with his head down, and changed the subject with interest: "I know this place, I have been here before."

He looked at Su Shen's back.

How could this person know, he has tried his best to understand the things he likes.

I saw an acquaintance ten paces away from the door.

Su Shen really didn't expect Yi Yangfan to appear here.It seemed a long time ago since the last time we met, but Yi Yangfan hadn't changed at all. With the blessing of his familiar aura, even in the dark night, he was still the most noticeable existence in the crowd.

The tall figure had just parked the car, was talking on the phone, closed the car door with one hand, and hurried into the restaurant.

Shang An noticed his gaze, and pretended to be surprised and said: "Look, senior brother, is the person who just went in Yi Yangfan?"

Su Shen hesitated for a while: "Eh? Hmm."

The restaurant's business is very good, and they didn't reserve a box, only the first floor had vacant seats.

After taking a seat, Su Shen's attention returned to the menu.

The food was served very quickly, and the table was full in a short while.

Although the taste of Shang'an is light, it is not too spicy, so it is really a qualified meal partner.

Su Shen's aggrieved energy to eat with Jiang Yu last time was finally relieved today. He satisfied his appetite and wiped his mouth: "I'm going to the bathroom."

There is no bathroom on the first floor, it is at the corner of the second floor.

After solving the problem, Su Shen hummed a little tune and washed his hands. Under the sound of splashing water, he suddenly heard a sneer.

Although the voice was unfamiliar, Su Shen's heart trembled when he heard it.

The light in the bathroom is soft, unlike the blindness at Jiang's that day.

His hands, which were still being rinsed under the faucet, were trembling faintly.

The neck seemed to be frozen, and slowly, slowly, it was lifted up.

The figure behind him in the mirror in front of him slowly walked over from the darkness.

He clearly looked at the face printed on the mirror.

"Stay safe."

Ji Shutong touched his neck from his shoulders, feeling the instant tense flesh under his hands, and asked in a slightly displeased voice, "Is that why I scare you so much?"

Su Shen flinched.

He looked at himself in the mirror, and saw in disbelief that his eyes suddenly turned red, and his eyes became blurred.

It was as if his own voice was explaining in a panic: "I, I'm not... I'm not afraid."

The stumbling voice was filled with extreme fear.

He tried his best to control his increasingly trembling hands.

Please, stop shaking.

A hand with a different sign reached over and took his hand.

Even though hot water was supplied after the season changed, my hands were still as cold as ice under the washing of the water.

"Heh." He was laughing mockingly, "If it's not because of fear, why are your hands shaking so badly?"

"Su Shen, please explain."

His voice seemed to be getting closer.

Almost to the point of sticking to the ear.

No.

Don't come any closer.

please, let me go,

Those seemingly similar conversations appeared in my mind, like the scenes I saw in a dream after insomnia, emerging one by one.

Su Shen's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he was on the verge of collapse.

The bathroom door was opened again.

The figure standing in front of the door appeared together on the glass mirror in front of the sink.

Su Shen saw the slightly surprised look of the standing figure, and said in a deep voice, "Shutong, let him go."

After the power that imprisoned him was drawn away, Su Shen seemed to have softened his bones and slid down along the edge of the marble.

Yi Yangfan walked up to him in two or three steps, and stretched out his hand: "Are you okay?"

Su Shen looked at the hand in front of him, and the picture kept flashing back in his mind.

Are you OK.

Are you OK.

It was Yi Yangfan when he was eighteen or nineteen years old, standing in front of him with the same posture and movements, and pulling him up with a faint smile: Are you okay.

Such a familiar scene.

The water in the sink kept flowing.

Ji Shutong stood aside, leaning against the wall, watching them leisurely.

Su Shen raised his hand and paused in the air, seeing Yi Yangfan's worried eyes and friendly smile, after a while, he patted his outstretched hand away.

Is it his own voice?

With a cold voice, facing Shang Yi Yangfan's surprised gaze, he spoke weakly: "...Get lost."