In those years, the scum we met

When Shang Jiaming drove off the car and arrived at "Qizhenzhai" within 5 minutes at the speed of the plane, when he parked the car, he hurried to the gate and searched the gate carefully, but he didn't see it. When he wanted to find someone, the anger in his heart was getting bigger and bigger, and there was a faint tendency to break through the earth's atmosphere and fly to Mars.

"... Mu Kong'an!" Shang Jiaming gritted his teeth, "Where did you die?!"

"I'm in the supermarket," Mu Kongan said innocently, "I..."

Shang Jiaming interrupted Mu Kong'an neatly, "Wait for me at the door!"

"Dudu..." Mu Kongan looked at the long line in front and the long tail behind, fell silent for a while, and decided decisively that he didn't hear anything just now!

→_→Let him stop listening to me, fascist imperialism has long since ceased to exist, okay, it deserves ORZ

So when Zhou Jiaming looked at the gate of the supermarket where there were countless people walking around, he really wanted to skin someone alive and feed them to the fish.

——I don’t even think about who I am doing this for!

Zhou Jiaming gritted his teeth thinking.

"Mu Kong'an," Shang Jiaming said calmly, "If you don't come out within five minutes, hehe..."

Fortunately, Shang Jiaming didn't hang up this time, and Mu Kongan burst into tears in his heart.

"I'm in line,"

"See you in the 'Blues' box within 10 minutes!"

Mu Kongan: "..."

The bastards of fascist imperialism are the only ones like yours who can stand it!I said I'm queuing, okay? You and I will smear your face with blood.

Silently following the team's swift movement, Mu Kong'an imagined for a while that he was on vacation and pushed everything to Shang Jiaming, traveling around the world with nothing to do.

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Blues box:

"Tell me, what's the matter with you?" Shang Jiaming, who looked like a good person with a ruthless temperament, said coldly in a black suit.

"It's nothing," Mu Kong'an said calmly, "Both parties felt that it was not suitable, so they separated naturally."

"Inappropriate?" Shang Jiaming repeated these words softly, and looked at Mu Kong'an playfully.

After being silent for a while, Shang Jiaming's voice instantly became irritable, "Fuck your sister! Are you still playing with me like this? How the hell did you run around behind that Shang Qianyao to die?! You are fucking married because of him! Let me tell you, Mu Kongan, are you still trying to hide it from me?! I have seen how you walked this way!"

"I don't know you yet?! Break up?! If you procrastinate, you will drag that bitch to death, will you let go?!"

"If you want to let go, let it go!"

Mukong'an looked at his furious friend with a calm expression, and had no intention of speaking at all.

"Okay, very good, I can't control you anymore if your wings are hard, right?" Shang Jiaming sneered, "Okay, let's let go, right? Don't you like it?"

Mu Kongan still sat there indifferently, stirring the coffee with a small spoon from time to time, before saying after a long while: "Jiaming, don't worry about it."

"...What are you hiding from me?" Shang Jiaming looked at him coldly.

"It's nothing."

"Oh... that's fine, even I won't hide it." Shang Jiaming took out his mobile phone to make a call, Mu Kong'an raised his head vigilantly, and as expected, he heard Shang Jiaming savagely say, "Hey, Biaozi, bring me two people." destroyed……"

Mu Kongan snatched his phone, Shang Jiaming didn't care, sat there drinking coffee and said coldly, "Don't you like it?"

Mu Kong'an looked up at Shang Jiaming wearily and said, "Brother, leave this matter alone."

Shang Jiaming's heart was shocked, and his heart was full of mixed feelings. How many years had it been since he heard this name?

Of the two fraternal twins, Shang Jiaming was only born a few seconds earlier. Ever since Mu Kongan became sensible, he never wanted to call himself "brother".

Shang Jiaming looked at Mu Kong'an, who was struggling to support himself with a tired face, and suddenly felt a bit of sourness in his heart. When did his younger brother, whom he loved since childhood, become like this?

He was so exhausted, as if he was carrying a heavy weight and could no longer support it.

Love isn't a fucking thing!Shang Qianyao that bitch!Shang Jiaming's eyes turned cold, and the tyranny in his heart almost gushed out.

"Brother," Mu Kongan smiled at him faintly, "Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

Mu Kongan turned his head and looked calmly as if he was about to look into nothingness through the window, "I just suddenly realized that if you have a person who loves too much, you can only remember you by giving him a hard slap."

Shang Jiaming didn't know how to answer the words, he just looked into his brother's almost nothingness eyes.

After a while, Mu Kong'an turned his head to look at Shang Jiaming, and smiled lightly, like melting ice and snow, with a hint of coldness in the clarity.

"People who are favored too much don't care about love."

Mu Kong'an smiled with crooked brows and eyes, looking very happy, but Shang Jiaming could hear his repressed cruelty and coldness from his calm tone.

"If he wants that slap, I'll give it to him."

"As he wishes."

Mu Kongan lowered his eyes to drink coffee, the dark light cast a shadow under his eyelids, and his face became unreal in an instant.

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After having an in-depth conversation with someone to ensure his personal safety, Shang Jiaming left him without hesitation and resolutely went to Ruanxiang. Mu Kongan got up and went home after being silent for a long time in the 'Blues'.

——Of course not the "home" of Monk Qianyao.

Now that he has agreed to break up, let's simply do it, Mu Kongan took out his mobile phone and sent Shang Qianyao a text message telling him that the house belongs to him.

The Mu family's ancestral house is located on a hill in the suburbs. The road is shaded by trees and the environment is beautiful. It is warm in winter and cool in summer and is naturally comfortable. It is much better than the apartment in the city center.

——Not to mention that there is a chef who is so good at cooking.

As for Shang Jiaming, the merchant's Mu family had a pair of twins by marriage. The older one belonged to the merchant and the younger one belonged to the Mu's family.

Until both of them died, Mu Kong'an inherited the Mu family, and Shang Jiaming inherited the merchant, and the merchant was a mafia family.

At night, the film king Shang Da, who rarely returned home, couldn't tell what was in his mind, but he returned to the so-called home. The living room, which was always shrouded in warm yellow lights, was so cold for the first time, with no trace of people.

Shang Qianyao stood at the door for a while, and shouted out of his own mind, "I'll drink tea."

No one in the empty room responded, only the wind chime made a soft clashing sound, in the living room shrouded in darkness, it seemed gloomy for no reason.

Already gone?Shang Qianyao raised his eyebrows and turned on the light.

Glancing at the picture frame on the wall, Shang Qianyao took a cup and smashed it hard at the picture frame.

"Clang!"

Now that you're gone, don't leave your things to disgust me!