Boss

That night, Song Xunhua did not come back.

Occasionally, he was so busy that he couldn't leave and didn't return overnight, but usually he would take the trouble to call several times and come back to Aike, explaining and greeting, and explaining that it was Boss Guan's food and clothing. The person who lives and walks is greeting Guan Boss's daily life, who is a man in the heart of the red door, just like a true volcanic son.But tonight, he didn't even receive half a call.

So the whole house was so quiet that only the sound of Aike's own footsteps remained. Guan Rongyun never spoke again after the conversation in the afternoon. I don't know if the dinner was too bad for Aike or because he didn't have an appetite. I let it go and went back to the room without any movement, as quiet as if it didn't exist.

The next day, Song Xunhua still didn't come back.

Guan Rongyun still lived his own life quietly and regularly, eating, watching TV, taking a shower, and sleeping.

Aike is also quietly doing his own thing, ordering takeaways to clean up the dining table and patrolling the house to organize medical equipment and read books, but his heart is so impetuous that he ordered takeaways for 20 people, fell while patrolling the door, and fell while arranging utensils Broke three cans of expensive medicines, and read a book for an hour without seeing a single line.

On the third day, Song Xunhua still didn't come back.

All of Aike's activities are kept within one meter of the phone, watching, staring, and staring from time to time, as if with his scorching gaze, he can set the phone that has been silent all day on fire.

As for whether Guan Rongyun ate the takeaway he ordered, and how much he ate, he was in no mood to care about it.

On the fourth day, Song Xunhua still did not come back.

Guan Rongyun was sitting on the chair in front of the dining table. There were only tableware but no lunch on the empty table.

Ai Ke was so anxious that he didn't even have the mood to order takeaway food. He used the phone to make the revolution and rotation of the sun. I don't know if he turned it more violently, or the pair of chopsticks in the hands of Guan Rongyun who was sitting there doing nothing.

A few times, Aike wanted to call the Red Gate headquarters to find out what happened to Song Xunhua, making him so abnormal that he couldn't even send someone to send a message, but after all, Aike was just a doctor in the gang , he is just a subordinate, not even right handed.

What qualifications does he have to ask about the whereabouts of the leader?He didn't even know where Song Xunhua was doing at the Red Gate.

After spinning around for a long time but couldn't figure out why, he was dizzy and pulled up a chair and sat down in frustration, just in time to face that Mr. Guan, who was just waiting for the meal to open his mouth, was spinning his chopsticks there. The pair of chopsticks rolled around like living things between the fingers, and Aike was so dazzled that he almost vomited.

Closing his eyes uncomfortably, he stood up and wanted to leave, but he remembered Song Xunhua's eagerness to tell himself that he must not starve and cold his boss before leaving...

No matter how unwilling it was, it was Song Xunhua's trust and entrustment to him...

Impatiently, he walked to the kitchen cabinet, took out a bag of instant noodles and a bowl of bowls, put them in front of Guan Rongyun, and said in a rough voice, "I'm eating instant noodles today."

Guan Rongyun didn't say anything, put down his chopsticks and began to unpack the bag of instant noodles, put the noodle pieces into Wangong without putting the seasoning bag, and walked into the kitchen water dispenser with Wangong to fill in hot water.

Not long after, I heard the sound of Wan Gong falling to the ground... Ai Ke was so angry that he almost rushed into the kitchen madly.

"What on earth are you going to do? You can even drop a bowl of soaked noodles, you are really a complete piece of trash!"

Looking at the glass shards, noodles and water all over the floor, Ai Ke couldn't hold back his emotion that he was already on the verge, pointed at Guan Rongyun and cursed.

On the contrary, the latter didn't seem to hear his scolding, and slightly lowered his head to look at his red fingers that were scalded by hot water, letting the severe pain spread like a self-torture, blurring the boundary between reality and the past...

Every time he accidentally burned his hand, Song Xunhua's cursing look came to his head, anxiously grabbing his fingers and putting them under the faucet, cursing as long as he rushed.

Rude actions, gentle expressions, reproachful words, and doting eyes.

At that time, he knew that there would be no one in this world who cared more about him than Song Xunhua.

At that time, he decided that no matter what, he could not lose this person.

"Hey! Are you stupid?"

"..." Guan Rongyun raised his head, but instead of looking at Ai Ke, his eyes drifted to the direction outside the kitchen door.

"I say you……"

"Telephone."

"Ah? What?"

"Telephone."

"..." Ai Ke closed his mouth and listened carefully. Sure enough, there was a phone call from outside. Without a word, he turned and ran out of the kitchen to answer the phone.

"I'm Aike. Leader, you...shot? Where did you hurt? I'll go right away...but...I understand, but...those mediocrities! But...well, I understand. He's fine, very good... ...I understand, don't worry. Why don't you come back first...but..."

The line on the other end of the phone has been picked up, but Aike is still holding the receiver for a long time and is reluctant to hang up, as if his soul has been taken away by the phone call just now, leaving an empty shell.In fact, it was almost the same. After hearing Song Xunhua say that he had an accident and suffered a gunshot wound and couldn’t rush back, after hearing Song Xunhua order him not to leave his current post and duties, before hearing Song Xunhua say that the matter had not been dealt with, he Can't walk away... Ai Ke was so anxious that his mind drifted to the other end of the phone, and he couldn't get it back.

How does it hurt?Is it serious?Except for him, other doctors in the gang are not reliable at all!

It's all him!If it wasn't for Guan Rongyun, he wouldn't have to worry about being stuck here!

He hung up the phone viciously, and stared at Guan Rongyun who was standing at the door of the kitchen with a murderous expression.

If Guan Rongyun is killed or beaten half to death now, I don't know if Song Xunhua can be forced to come back immediately.

Suddenly he felt ridiculous and sad for his own thoughts...

Isn't that an indirect admission that Guan Rongyun is really the only one in Song Xunhua's heart?

How can Song Xunhua live well after killing Guan Rongyun?

how about you?Guan Rongyun.

Song Xunhua is in trouble, can you still sleep peacefully?

From Guan Rongyun's expression, Ai Ke couldn't find the answer he wanted.

"Please."

Pointing to the kitchen, the pampered Boss Guan didn't intend to clean up the mess there, leaving Ai Ke who was dumbfounded by his anger, and walked out of the dining room.

On the fifth day, Song Xunhua still did not come back.

But Aike didn't order takeaway, and he didn't even need to prepare tableware.

He picked up the phone and dialed the special line that Song Xunhua stipulated that only urgent matters can be used otherwise severe punishment.

"What's the matter, I said don't call this phone if you have nothing important to do. I'm very tired and I can't leave now. If you have something to say, hurry up." Song Xunhua's voice on the other end of the phone sounded very tired.

"Mr. Guan escaped."

"……Who?"

"Guan Rongyun."

"Say it again!"

"About eight o'clock in the morning, I found the door was open. When I went to Mr. Guan's room, I didn't see anyone. I searched the whole house and couldn't find him, so I found out that he had escaped. I guess he might have heard me yesterday. Talking to you, knowing that you will not come back, I took the opportunity to escape.”

"Fart! Is the security password set fake?"

"He untied it."

After Aike finished speaking, the other end of the phone fell into a dead silence, and there was no sound of breathing, which made Aike on the other end of the phone feel terrified.

"Helper?"

"..."

"Helper?"

"Go and chase him back, lock him in the underground cell, I'll go back now."

"Understood."

10 minutes after Aike hung up the phone, on the sidewalk near the house, he found Guan Rongyun, who didn't seem to be running away at all, but seemed to be out for a walk. He walked aimlessly with his hands in his coat pockets Seeing Ai Ke chasing after him, there was no panic expression on his face, and he brushed away his fringe blown by the wind with his hands. His face was pale, not knowing whether it was because he hadn’t seen the sun for a long time or because the weather was cold. There is a feeling of being transparent and not like a living person, and the calm and quiet temperament like the wind is also free and easy like a living person.

Ai Ke suddenly understood why Song Xunhua loved this person so deeply.

Such a person is like a book without words, which is blank on the surface but complex in content. It looks like there is nothing, but everything is inside.

Difficulty in understanding is just because you can't get in, not because you can't understand.

Faced with such a person, the vast majority of people are afraid and stay away, but there will always be those few people who are deeply fascinated by them.

Song Xunhua is one of those very few people.

"Ask me, what exactly do you want?"

"What exactly do you want?"

"What I want is the same as what you want."

"..."

The two of them had no more words along the way, and walked back to the house in silence.

"Where are people?"

Two hours later, Song Xunhua appeared at the door of the house in a hurry. Ai Ke was terrified when he saw his ashen complexion and his body that had lost a lot of weight.Especially when his eyes glanced at the white bandages on Song Xunhua's shoulder blades that were still oozing blood, his face became as white as the bandages.

"Master, your injury..."

"Where are people?"

"Catch it back, in the basement..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Xunhua's figure was blown straight to the basement like a gust of wind.

There are several rooms in the basement of the house, one of which is the room that Guan Rongyun searched when he first arrived, and several small compartments that Wang Weidong personally decorated for special purposes. The design of the iron railings, the room has nothing but the cold floor and walls, it is dark and damp, and there is a heavy musty smell, it does not look like a product of this century.

Song Xunhua took the flashlight from Ai Ke and shone through the iron railing, only to see the familiar figure lying sideways on the floor in the corner of the room, with his back to the railing, it was hard to tell if he was asleep or awake, but he didn't move. Song Xunhua's body was so frightened that if Aike hadn't held his arm immediately, he would have almost slipped and sat on the floor.

"What did you do to him..."

As soon as Song Xunhua stood firm, he turned his head and glared at Ai Ke angrily, stretched out his hand to pinch his neck, and asked murderously.

"It's just... a small amount of tranquilizer..."

"Open the door." Song Xunhua let go of his hand, and pushed Ai Ke away with a gloomy face.

"..." Affection is always hurt by ruthlessness, Song Xunhua is to Guan Rongyun, and I am to Song Xunhua, they are all the same.

Ai Ke silently took out the key and opened the iron prison door. As soon as Song Xunhua entered, he ran to Guan Rongyun's side, and he was relieved after making sure that his breathing was stable and his heartbeat was normal. As soon as he slipped, he sat on the cold concrete floor.

"Guan Rongyun... Guan Rongyun..." Called softly, even Song Xunhua's voice was as weak as if he had lost his strength.

"..."

It has been a while since the medicine that Ai Ke took was not heavy, and soon Guan Rongyun gradually woke up from the drowsiness, slowly opened his eyes, and after seeing clearly whose face was in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing There was a chuckle that even Song Xunhua didn't notice.

Under the dim light of the flashlight, Song Xunhua's expression looked gloomy, but gentle.

Although I don't know where he was injured, since Ai Ke on the side didn't cry, it means that the problem is not serious.

Not a big problem...

"Why do you know the password?"

"...I always knew."

"You always knew I loved you that much, didn't you?"

I love you so much that I think of you at all times, even when I took over this house and reset the password, I couldn't think of other numbers except your birthday.

"I know."

"Then why are you leaving?"

"This is not my place."

"Then why did you leave me here?"

"..."

"Time and time again, you leave me here, only thinking about leaving. You know that I love you, but you try your best to push me away from you..."

"..."

"Aren't you worried about me? Did you really not worry about my injury at all when you thought you'd finally find a chance to leave?"

"..." Guan Rongyun looked into his eyes and said slowly, "No."

"You lied! That night, you were obviously worried about me! Otherwise, why would you hug me to sleep? You were worried that I would catch a cold! You were worried about me! I know, I also know that I have mental problems, often I don’t know whether it’s a dream or a reality, but I’m sure! I asked Aike, I’m sure, why don’t you care about me? You lied to me. I’m sick, I’m injured, I’m dead, you will care! Yes wrong?"

Song Xunhua's tone was anxious, he grabbed Guan Rongyun's arm and shook it violently, as if trying to correct some huge mistake.

"You get hurt and you die. I can't live without this." Guan Rongyun said calmly but also coldly.

No matter how comfortable he was in this Red Gate, he never forgot that he was a prisoner after all, an enemy general that everyone in the Red Gate wanted to punish.Song Xunhua is the leader of the gang, so of course no one dares to touch him.But once something happens to Song Xunhua, can Guan Rongyun still live in the enemy camp safely?Not to mention the next gang leader, even the Ai Ke beside him would wish to send him away with a scalpel.

"Don't say that, I don't want to hear it!" Song Xunhua screamed, then hugged Guan Rongyun tightly, and said in a panic: "Boss, let's go back, let's go back to the Green Gang, okay? You take me back, life like before , okay? I don’t want to be the head of the Red Gate, I’ll be your younger brother, I’ll serve you every day and help you conquer the world, okay? Otherwise, it doesn’t matter if I give you the Red Gate, can you take me back? I beg You're gone, it doesn't matter if you don't love me! I just beg you not to leave me, just let me stay by your side, okay? Okay?"

Song Xunhua was so anxious that he held onto Guan Rongyun tightly, his eyes were red with anxiety, whether those six were okay, they were not discussing or asking questions, but begging bitterly.

Guan Rongyun shook his head, looked at him speechlessly, but clearly rejected Song Xunhua's plea.

"..." Song Xunhua sat there on his knees with his mouth open, and wanted to say something more, but he couldn't utter a word. All hopes were broken by that one shaking his head, and all words were suppressed by deep despair. I couldn't even make a sound when I wanted to cry.

After a long time, he slowly let go of the hands that were holding Guan Rongyun, and stood up unsteadily.

You, Guan Rongyun, are so ruthless, but I, Song Xunhua, are not so cheap!

Putting away the pained expression and trying to pull out a smile, but he couldn't, leaving a blank expression on his face, pointing to the open cell door, and said word by word: "Since you step into my It’s not so easy to leave the Red Gate site. Boss Guan, please go back to your room and rest.”

Guan Rongyun stood up without saying a word, and passed him by in the narrow cell without looking at him again. The moment he stepped out of the cell, Song Xunhua, who hurried back with his wounded body, was beside him. Sad and injured, he couldn't hold on any longer, closed his eyes, and fell into a coma amidst Aike's screams.

Song Xunhua's injury was delayed for a long time and was not properly treated in time. Although Aike's medical skills are superb, it took more than two months, and the weather gradually warmed up from winter to spring, before he could be regarded as fully recovered.

In the past two months, although my body has been injured, my brain seems to be quite normal.

I never saw him clinging to Guan Rongyun crazily, and never saw him behave differently from ordinary people, as if he had returned to Song Xunhua, the clear-headed, calm and normal Hongmen gang leader before Guan Rongyun came.

Guan Rongyun's food, clothing, and daily life were all handled by Ai Ke, and he didn't bother to ask, and he didn't step on the stairs above the third floor. When he occasionally raised his head and happened to meet Guan Rongyun who came out of the room, his eyes would not stay for a moment. turned away.

The house is very big, the disadvantage is that it is difficult to clean, the advantage is that when you really want to avoid someone, it is not difficult at all here.

In particular, the person I want to avoid is Guan Rongyun who can make his sense of existence lighter than plain water, lighter than wind, and who will never take the initiative to approach and talk to people.

But so what?

If he could be saved by escaping and not seeing, then he would have ascended to heaven long ago, why would he still be trapped in this endless hell?

Even if we don't meet each other, Song Xunhua knows that every cell in his body is thinking of Guan Rongyun, and every hair is facing Guan Rongyun, there is no cure, how can he be saved?

But he also knew that if he didn't dodge it, he would continue to deal with Guan Rongyun, even if the end would be to choose one of the following three options: 1. He raised his gun and blasted his head; 2. He raised his gun and blasted Guan Rongyun's head;

When the injury was almost healed, Song Xunhua asked Ai Ke to help him pack some clothes and supplies, recruited five subordinates, and only told them four things: don't be hungry, don't get hurt, don't get sick, and don't let others escape.

Then with Aike, he left the house and returned to the Red Gate to live.

In the first few days, the few brothers who were ordered to guard did not dare to neglect, fearing that they would fail the leader's account.

But after a long time, looking at the former leader of the Green Gang, the whole is gentle and quiet, without any lethality, and their boss has never come back, as if they have completely forgotten that there is still such a person as Guan Rongyun living in this house. Whether a nobleman is a politician or a concubine, falling out of power and favor means being bullied, not to mention that man is neither expensive nor important, and even the common enemy of their gang, a prisoner who doesn't even bother to care about the boss, even the gang leader's position has been robbed The former leader of the Green Gang who didn't have half of the gang to rescue him, why should they waste energy and time on him?

So apart from the point of "no one is allowed to escape", they really carried it through to the end, and other aspects became casual, sometimes even with a little malice...

For example, when Ai Ke is here, no matter how unwilling he is, he will at least order a takeaway. Although it is completely incomparable with the dishes carefully prepared by Song Xunhua himself, at least it is still enough to fill his stomach. thing.

And after Ai Ke and Song Xunhua left, the group of subordinates sent here were not so kind and patient. At first, they still called for meals, but later, seeing that Guan Rongyun didn't eat much, they simply changed it to one meal a day, or even It is common to have one meal for two days and one meal for three days, saving money, trouble and effort!

Anyway, the person involved didn't complain, so why waste money on the Green Gang members?This is the hard-earned money of our Hongmen...

Guan Rongyun, who is not easy to gain weight in the first place, is so thin that even sitting on a chair feels pain in the buttocks under such a diet, and the pants are not tight, so he had to take clothespins, one on the left and one on the right, That clumsy behavior provoked the five rascals to laugh at each other, but after laughing for a long time, they found that Boss Guan didn't care about the malicious ridicule and went his own way, so he was completely boring.

After a while, this group of people was bored in this house. Seeing Guan Rongyun's silence and bullying, it got worse, and came up with an even worse idea. A group of people took a bowl and poured all their leftovers into the bowl In the middle, such a bowl of rotten water-like offal was placed in front of Guan Rongyun who hadn't eaten for two days. He still didn't forget to hide all the chopsticks, spoons and other food utensils. Come and enjoy his meal.

To everyone's disappointment, the man didn't look ashamed or angry, he didn't even put on a noble posture, and he didn't even throw the bowl at others as he imagined. He stood up slowly , carrying the bowl of food waste to the kitchen, the food waste recycling bin was emptied, the bowl was thrown into the trash can, washed hands with boiling water, and went back to the living room to watch TV.

After several days in a row, this set of movements was done meticulously and unchanged. Obviously, his hands trembled and his feet were weak because of hunger, but he still did the same thing regularly.In fact, it wasn't because he was so proud, but Guan Boss, who had always had a very picky taste, couldn't have an appetite for the rotten water even if he was too hungry.

If it was the rotten water prepared by Song Xunhua, it might taste delicious and decent, and he would eat it anyway.

After a few more days, until he really had no energy to consume, he just lay on the bed all day, read the newspaper and did not get out of bed or leave the room. Only then did the villainous boys restrain their evil deeds a little bit, no matter what, they didn't Dare to let Guan Rongyun starve to death here.

But as long as they think of Guan Rongyun's defiant appearance, this group of people have to find other ways to relieve their anger.

One of them used the excuse of changing the laundry to make Song Xunhua prepare a warm quilt for Guan Rongyun who was afraid of the cold.

The other said that the laundromat was recently renovated so that a large basket of dirty clothes was left there, and Guan Rongyun, who had few sets of clothes, would soon find no clean clothes to wear.

Another excuse was to send it for repairs so that the TV also went away and never came back. Boss Guan lost his only entertainment for a day, and since then he has become more like a living dead imprisoned in the tomb of the dead.

Another said that the newspaper deliverer had a car accident, so the newspaper that Guan Rongyun spent a lot of time reading every day disappeared.

Guan Rongyun has no opinion on the first three. She can sleep without a quilt, but the weather in early spring is not particularly warm, especially when the cold front passes through the border. It is very cold for a few days. There is no quilt to keep out the cold, so I have to turn over all my coats When I came out and wore it on my body to sleep, I didn’t know if I fell asleep or fainted from the cold. Anyway, it’s not the same with my eyes closed, at least it’s good to be able to wake up, but it’s inevitable that I’ll be coughing on my upper body again the next day.

If you don't have clean clothes to wear, you have to wash them yourself.There is no washing machine in this house, so it can only be washed by hand if it is not delivered.Boss Guan is really not good at laundry, he pays one for three items, and when he finally spent the whole afternoon in the bathroom washing the basket of clothes (not to mention whether it was clean or not), his clothes, pants, hair and body All wet.Since I was wet, I took a bath by the way, but the water heater was dismantled and repaired by my younger brothers, and I haven’t come back for many days, so the cold water poured on the cold body was numb and I didn’t feel it, even if I inevitably caught a cold and had a fever the next day.

It’s fine if you don’t have to watch TV, but Guan Boss has a lot of complaints about the lack of newspapers, but the way he expresses his opinions is only one sentence, which is the only sentence in several months: “If you don’t want to die, take the newspaper. .”

There is nothing else to do, but just because this sentence is too wordy, the five people are suspicious all day long, worrying about the tricks of the former Youth Gang boss, making a group of people restless, and finally have to surrender and obediently Newspaper delivered.

Boss Guan didn't have any objection to such a day that could almost be described as starvation and cold. Anyway, he knew that protesting was useless.Just because he doesn't have an opinion doesn't mean that his poor Apo has no opinion. He didn't think about it until he found out that he was sick and light-headed. A doctor can be called. Trapped in this house, even the most basic needs of life are lacking. If there is no medicine and no treatment, he will die here if he never sees Song Xunhua again.

Say he deserved it, who wants him to make Song Xunhua angry enough to leave?These days, every time I wake up from a nightmare, the first thing that comes to my mind is Song Xunhua's broken and empty expression in the cell that day after being rejected by him.

He has never regretted everything he has done, but he is not reconciled either. He has thought about countless ways to die, and most of them are scenes of being killed by Song Xunhua.But being killed by a group of red men, not only did he not achieve his personal goal of Guan Rongyun, but he didn't even achieve the minimum goal of getting Song Xunhua to take revenge and relieve his hatred, that's really fucking bad.

Lying on the bed, holding a ballpoint pen and scribbling casually on the blank space of the advertisement column in the newspaper. While drawing, he thought, what would happen to Song Xunhua if he died now?

From that day on, if you don't want to see him again, is it life or death?

Do you really think that life and death are so easy?

Taking precautions and motivating a brilliant doctor to be placed at the Red Gate, and how many undercover brothers have sacrificed over the years to help you get shot and blocked bullets, you think that you, the leader of the Red Gate gang, want wind and rain outside, and use your life for fun , Going to the battlefield to live and die with your brothers, fighting against the enemy gangs, the police and various forces, and finally winning, is it your personal good luck, Song Xunhua?Or is there some god guarding you?

If you have so much good luck, if there is any god who can protect you, why should I send you to this bird place?

Guan Rongyun put down his pen, threw the newspaper into the trash can next to the bed, lay down on the pillow, closed his eyes, and pressed his knuckles against his hot forehead. He had a terrible headache, and his stomach ached from hunger...

When Song Xunhua took the newspaper from his subordinates and saw the corner with the obituary of Guan Rongyun, the former leader of the Youth Gang, his legs became weak and he couldn't even stand up and fell down on the sofa. It was so dark that he couldn't see anything .

It took about 5 minutes before his froze head started to work. He carefully read the content of the obituary. The person who posted the obituary was the current guild leader of the Qing Gang. It was probably a way for the Qing Gang to appease the floating gang members in order to consolidate the new power center. , Thinking about this, my whole body felt as if my bones were pumped and my whole body became limp, covered in icy cold sweat, I felt both funny and sad at the same time.

Why did he forget that Guan Rongyun is still hidden in that house by him now, Guan Rongyun's life and death are in his hands, but when he saw his "death news", he panicked and lost his mind If the end of the world.

The doubts were eliminated, but at that moment the pain in his heart persisted faintly, making him nearly out of breath.

In the past few years when he was not by Guan Rongyun's side, he has been paying attention to the movements of the Green Gang and Guan Rongyun.

Several times I heard that he was attacked, and several times I heard news that his life and death were unknown. Every time, he was so flustered that only the basic physiology such as breathing and heartbeat remained. Complete, all functions seemed to be disabled, until the moment Guan Rongyun was confirmed to be alive, all these functions slowly recovered.

He didn't even dare to imagine, if Guan Rongyun really died and was no longer in this world, what would Song Xunhua look like?

Is not even basic physiology such as breathing and heartbeat abolished?

His affection, his love, his resentment, his hatred, all his emotions as a person are wrapped around this person, if he dies, what is left of him?

Holding the newspaper for a long time, I felt a coolness spread from the newspaper to the palm and then spread to the whole body. It was a March afternoon when the sun was out, and I was sitting in a warm room, but I felt like I was in a refrigerator freezer.

Guan Rongyun, Guan Rongyun, Guan Rongyun...

No longer able to hold back his eager desire to see, to feel, to be sure that this person is still alive, Song Xunhua still tightly grasped the newspaper, grabbed the car keys with the other hand and rushed out the door , leave the red door.

It takes about a day to collect garbage from the house to the garbage collection truck in the backyard.

The frequency of outsourcing private cleaning companies to collect garbage is about two days.

It took about half a day to dig out the important information from the bags of garbage.

It takes about half a day to publish the news in the newspaper.

It takes about one day for the newspaper to be presented in front of the person from printing to distribution to delivery.

Guan Rongyun stretched out his fingers, trying to figure out how long it would take to use that fake obituary to successfully fish Song Xunhua back to save his life, but he didn't know if it was because he was sick or hungry. No matter how you look at it, there are more than five fingers.

He shook his hand vigorously, and looked again, there were still more than five.

The weather has gotten a little warmer these days, relying on a lot of sleep, a lot of drinking water, and the pile of medicines suspected to be left by Aike from the drawer, anyway, I don’t bother to look at any medicines, just take them, Mr. Aike It's impossible to put rat poison in Song Xunhua's drawer, right?After eating, I wrapped my coat and hugged the pillow to sleep. I slept like this for two days and two nights without eating or bathing, and I slept away the burning high fever...

In addition to saving his life, there are two other prizes: the only clean coat drenched in cold sweat, and a stomach that is so painful that he can't even straighten his waist.

He got out of bed weakly, and pushed open the door with a pillow in his hand. It was pitch black outside.When those minions arrived, they got tired of all the tricks they could play. They didn't bother to provoke him or greet him. A group of people didn't even go upstairs, and they didn't turn on the lights. Occasionally, they put food on the third floor. At the dining table, they didn't bother to care about whether Guan Rongyun ate and when, so whether Boss Guan could eat fresh food was all up to luck.He just eats the rice that has not been put in for a long time. As long as it is not too bad, he will try his best to be patient and not picky, but often the food in the lunch box is sour and smelly, and he can’t eat it, so he has to take the food for recycling. Back to the room hungry.

However, after a serious illness and a severe fever, Guan Rongyun found that his oversensitive nerves seemed to have become a little dull, and he accidentally bumped his knee on the dark stairway, but he only stood there for a minute. Wearing the only remaining clean short T, he shrank slightly in the cool temperature at night, and even opened the paper bento box on the dining table, but he couldn't smell whether the food was fresh or not...

Suddenly he felt that the pillow in his hand to make his buttocks sit more comfortably was a bit redundant... But since they were all taken off, he still spread the pillow on the wooden chair, sat at the dining table, took apart the bamboo chopsticks and bowed his head Eat that box of fried rice.

After Yue Mo ate half a box, his stomach suddenly started to colic... This time his food luck was not good, and he felt that the colic was so bad that he might have worms in the food he just ate... The mansion is good There is even a restroom next to the restaurant, Guan Rongyun pushed open the lunch box and put down the chopsticks, stood up three steps and took two steps to rush into the restroom and close the door.

After that, he spent an entire hour inside, and when he opened the door again, his face was paler than an hour ago, his footsteps were more hurried than an hour ago, and he sat down heavily on the chair covered with soft pillows , In my heart, I haven't finished rejoicing that I wear this pillow well, and at the same time lamenting that I escaped the high fever and died of illness but couldn't escape the diarrhea, I fell asleep on the dining table and fell into a drowsy sleep.

At nine o'clock in the evening, when Song Xunhua pushed open the gate of the house and rushed straight up to the fourth floor, pushed open the door of the room and turned on the light in the room, and saw that there was no one, no quilt, no sheets, and even one missing pillow for two people. Zhang's beautiful face was distorted as if wearing a ghost mask, and her body, still wearing a warm jacket, was shaking more severely than Guan Rongyun, who was wearing a thin short T. Chopped to pieces.

Where is my boss?

died?really dead?What about the corpse?Where are the sheets?What about the quilt?Where are the pillows?

Song Xunhua bent down and stroked the empty mattress with trembling hands, his whole body was cold.

Guan Rongyun, you don't even want me when you die, you run away from me even after you die, you don't leave me anything, you don't leave me a corpse, you don't even leave me a trace of warmth.

"Help... Chief, you, you... are you back?" The young man in charge of the night watch found the door of the house open, and hurried up to the fourth floor to check, but was caught by Song Xunhua's strange behavior and unusual behavior in the room. The frightening expression made him stutter in shock.

"..." Song Xunhua turned his head to look at him, his slightly trembling pink lips opened and closed a few times with difficulty, but only made a faint and inaudible sound.

"Boss?" The little boy quickly moved closer to hear his boss's instructions clearly, but was pointed at by a gun in the next second.

"give me back……"

"Help... lord... forgive me..."

"Give me back my Guan Rongyun!"

Song Xunhua screamed sadly as if he had lost his heart, pulled the trigger, and the bullet passed through the eye socket, the poor man's eyeballs burst immediately, blood splashed on Song Xunhua's fair cheeks and neck, adding to the stunning appearance A bit sad, a bit strange.

Stepping over the corpse lying on the ground with a big hole in the back of the head, Song Xunhua walked downstairs.

He doesn't believe it!

I can't believe he didn't even have a little bit!

Even if that person died, he would hug his corpse tightly, even if only the bones and bones remained!When the body is gone, he will also take that person's soul