bereavement

This was the first time Xie Qin and Jiang Yanyu shared the same bed.

In the past, Xie Qin always left after finishing work and never stayed overnight.

Last night he was already drunk and dizzy, and Jiang Yanyu didn't stop until early in the morning, so sleepy that he couldn't help but close his eyes and fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, Xie Qin was alone on the bed, empty.

Everywhere in my body hurt like hell.

Xie Qin struggled to prop himself up and looked up at his watch. It was already six o'clock in the afternoon.

The curtains were drawn in the bedroom, and the room was dark at dusk.

When he woke up and saw such a scene, Xie Qin not only didn't feel peaceful and happy, but also felt a little scared.

Yes, fear.

He felt like he was done.

Xie Qin had always thought that he and Jiang Yanyu were only out of touch, that sooner or later Jiang Yanyu would get tired of him, tell him to leave, and let him go free.

But last night Jiang Yanyu said he loved him.

Xie Qin was scared.

He would rather Jiang Yanyu treat him as a friend with sex than hear the word "love" from Jiang Yanyu's mouth.

Because this means that he has no possibility of leaving Jiang Yanyu.

And the most important point is that Xie Qin doesn't believe that Jiang Yanyu is serious about loving him.

Xie Qin would not believe anyone else.

Maybe it sounds a little selfish, Xie Qin only wants to believe in himself, human emotions are something that is not guaranteed, he doesn't believe in it, and he doesn't want to have it.

Xie Qin took a hasty shower, his hair was still dripping, he put on a black shirt casually and went out.

Jiang Yanyu probably felt that he hadn't escaped for so many years and didn't have the courage, so he didn't lock the door and put him under house arrest in the morning.

Now is Sechin's only chance.

He ran into the garage, straddled the motorcycle with his long legs, quickly put on his helmet, stepped on the accelerator and caught fire, and flew out of the garage with a "swish", disappearing in just two seconds.

Xie Qin didn't notice anyone sitting in a sports car.

Jiang Yanyu hid in the darkness, watching Xie Qin through the car window, watching him run into the garage, watching him step on the gas pedal, watching him run away without hesitation.

His eyes were as cold as sharp and cold ice tips, Jiang Yanyu was expressionless and extremely disappointed.

With half a cigarette in his mouth, he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the sports car rushed out of the garage with a loud rumbling noise. .

Xie Qin heard the roar getting closer, and saw a familiar sports car in the rearview mirror.

It took a second to realize that he had been tricked.

This is an opportunity Jiang Yanyu deliberately gave, to test whether he will escape or not.

Xie Qin almost squeezed out a word between his teeth, leaned lower, ran through red lights, ignored the speed limit, and flew like a gust of wind on the endlessly flowing road.

He almost crashed the car several times, but every time he turned around at a high speed on the verge of death, the motorcycle tilted, and his body stuck to the ground, narrowly avoiding a car accident.

The car owners on the side of the road lowered their windows one after another, watching a heavy locomotive rushing towards it, followed by a sports car chasing it,

Locomotive vs. sports car, this kind of drag racing scene is frightening, crazy and exciting, and they are so excited that their hearts are thumping.

Jiang Yanyu was not a good person when he was young, and he did everything like drag racing. Xie Qin had never seen him look like this.

They were really desperately chasing, Jiang Yanyu's car was on par with him, neither of them turned their heads to look at each other.

With a cold face, Jiang Yanyu spit out the cigarette in his mouth, decisively turned the steering wheel sharply, turned the sports car around at once, caught off guard, and stopped Xie Qin in an extremely dangerous manner.

Xie Qin reacted extremely quickly, braked, and the inertia almost made him fly away.

Seeing Jiang Yanyu getting out of the car and walking towards him, Xie Qin's first reaction was to punch.

So did Jiang Yanyu.

At the same time that the fist was stopped, Xie Qin was also hit hard in the stomach. Jiang Yanyu didn't let him go any more, he used all his strength, choked Xie Qin's back of the neck, and punched him hard in the stomach .

After more than a dozen punches to the flesh, Xie Qin's throat gushed out a stream of blood. He gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground on one knee, his forehead was covered in cold sweat from the pain.

Jiang Yanyu knelt down, grabbed his hair viciously, and forced Xie Qin to look up at him: "I didn't say anything, don't touch the bottom line."

"Old, son, no, like, like, you."

Xie Qin's eyes were as dark as a wolf's.

Jiang Yan wanted to punch him, without any hesitation.

Xie Qin fainted.

When he woke up, there was a double image in front of his eyes. Xie Qin shook his head twice to regain consciousness. He looked up and saw that his hands were handcuffed together and chained to the head of the bed.

He didn't panic, but he felt a little cold, even though he had made psychological preparations for being imprisoned before escaping.

The room in front of me was very strange.

Xie Qin didn't know if Jiang Yanyu had brought him home. If this was a villa or some other place, then he would be finished, and he didn't even know the way to escape.

The possibility of taking it home is very small, because Seqin has never seen this room before.

Hasn't he been to all the rooms in the house...

Xie Qin's back suddenly felt cold.

The storage room on the third floor.

He had never entered the storage room locked by Jiang Yanyu.

Xie Qin looked around the room. Except for the bed, all the furniture were lockers. Through the glass, you could see the things in the lockers. They were all baby clothes, schoolbags, pencil cases, toys and the like.

When Xie Qin looked at the toys, he always had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but he couldn't explain why. He had too many toys when he was a child, and he couldn't remember whether he had played with the ones in the cabinet or not.

Turning his gaze to another locker, Xie Qin froze for a second.

It's all photos.

Photos of him from childhood to adulthood.

They are neatly arranged according to age, and most of them are candid shots.

Xie Qin looked at the cabinet again, stared at the things inside and thought about it for a while, and finally understood the reason for this familiarity.

These are all things he has used.

A 12-year-old remote control car, a black pencil case, and a school bag with a middle finger printed on it.

13-year-old gray sweater, yo-yo, 14-year-old skateboard, basketball wristband, black messenger bag.

15-year-old Zippo lighter, silver earrings.....

All the things that Xie Qin once liked are in the

Jiang Yanyu will secretly buy the same second copy of everything he owns, hide it in this room as a souvenir without telling him.

Bought for six years.

Looking at it now, it looks like a joke.

It was the first time Xie Qin felt this kind of emotion in his heart, he was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe, he was very sour, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

He didn't know what to do, so he could only close his eyes, thinking, it would be good to sleep.