black mandala

Those sensitivities in the body will be easily provoked again, and even thoughts will take advantage of the void.

He took off the last piece of clothing in a panic, and was about to walk into the shower.

At this time, the hot air had already dispersed in the bathroom, and as the mist evaporated, he only felt a figure flicker in the mirror of the bathroom in a daze.

So he turned his head suddenly, only to see that Doug Lang had already jumped in from the open window.

"You bastard, this is the second floor."

The night wind blew the curtains and fluttered them. Doug Lang stood in front of the window, smoothed his hair that was a little disheveled by the wind with his hands, and then walked towards the bathroom without any surprise.

"Oh, fortunately this is only on the second floor. At my age, it is really difficult to do this kind of thing." He took a breath and walked towards He Qingwen with a smile.

He Qingwen grabbed the bathrobe and put it on his body, pushed Doug Lang's hand away, ran to the window, and leaned out.

Below the window is a smooth wall, there is not even a place to step on, so the only thing that can lead to this window is the balcony next door.

He Qingwen turned his head sideways. Sure enough, there was a small step between the balcony next door and the window, but the width was only as wide as a palm. If he wanted to come over, he had to stick to it like a gecko and rub against it bit by bit. come over.

It's just—

"Diven, it's very windy outside, be careful of catching cold." Doug Lang walked over, bent down, and wrapped He Qingwen in his arms with his arms.

He Qingwen was trembling all over, really wanted to punch this crazy man right now.

He broke away from Doug Lang's embrace, and returned to the bathroom. Doug Lang was quick-sighted, and this time he finally squeezed in before He Qingwen closed the door.

"Get out!" He Qingwen pushed him hard.

Doug Lang grabbed his hands instead and said, "I won't go."

"You're a shameless—rascal."

"Wrong." Doug Lang snorted and laughed, "You should say I'm a shameless scoundrel."

"Hurry up, go back to your America!" He Qingwen gritted his teeth and stared at him fiercely.

Doug Lang just smiled and moved closer to him.

The water in the bathroom and the mist continuously wet the clothes of the two of them. He Qingwen was only wearing a bathrobe casually, and now he was drenched with water.

Holding He Qingwen's arms, Doug Lang took off the bathrobe along his shoulders.

"I want to go back to the United States, but before that, you have to feed me first."

"Why? Why do you want me to do it? It's better to keep your seeds and use them where you should use them! Don't waste them here." He Qingwen pushed his hand away.

Doug Lang was stunned for a moment, then frowned, "Where do you want me to use it?"

"Your bride? Didn't they prepare it for you?" He Qingwen snorted coldly, "Go back and be your stallion!"

Douglang grabbed him again, "I said, I will find a way about the child, you have to give me time, Diven."

"This is your business, not mine, Dougron, don't get me wrong."

"What do you mean Diven?" Dougron looked at him.

"I think we made it pretty clear that day at the lake, Dougron."

Doug Lang squinted his eyes and looked at He Qingwen's expression while reminiscing. Although his expression was indifferent, there was still a slight ripple in his eyes.

"I think the person who misunderstood is you, Diven, I didn't promise you anything."

He Qingwen looked up at him in astonishment, did he understand wrong?But Doug Lang didn't refute anything at the time.

"Diven, you don't naively think that after you push me a woman like that, I will let you go!"

"But that day—" He Qingwen was taken aback for a moment, and then struggled desperately after realizing it, "Doug Lang, you liar, liar!"

"You are a liar, Diven, you little liar, no wonder you have been so weird these days, and you said those strange things by the lake a few days ago, I thought you accepted me, so it turned out that you planned to leave I."

Doug Lang held He Qingwen's smooth shoulders, tightening them bit by bit, and his eyes began to become dark.

He Qingwen was a little flustered, the shoulder held by Doug Lang felt as if it was about to be crushed, he bit his lip and held back the pain.

The unkempt water was rushing, Douglang pushed He Qingwen into the water, took off his clothes, and joined the bath.

"Diven, I should really punish you for having such an idea."

"Douglang, you are unreasonable. In order to keep your power in the Wo* family, wouldn't it be more fulfilling for me to leave voluntarily?"

"Fulfillment? Who allowed you to do this? Mansi?" Dougron's eyes darkened.

He Qingwen shook his head, "No - no one."

"Then why do you make your own claims?" Doug Lang growled.

He Qingwen raised his head, "But then what will I mean to you? If I continue to stay, I will only become the laughing stock of the entire Wo* family and everyone! Have you ever thought about how those people will think of me? Everyone would say, I, He Qingwen—a shameless male/prostitute who clings to your bed." He Qingwen roared and beat.

Doug Lang put his hands together, "Who would dare! No one would dare to say that about you without me."

"But they will think this way in their hearts, and you can't stop it." He Qingwen frowned tightly, a sad feeling rushed into his eyes, a little blurred, he took a breath, and begged softly, "Let me go! Doug Lang, after three years you can take everything away, you can beat me back to my original form, and I will still thank you."

Doug Lang suddenly held his head with his hands, looked into his eyes, and said coldly, "Diven, let me tell you, you'd better get rid of such thoughts, even if I really get married, you won't even think about it Leave, have you forgotten? I said, I will hold your hand and walk into the grave together."

He Qingwen's eyes widened, "Doug Lang, you are such a devil! You are insane!"

"Yes, I am a devil! I just want to take you to hell with me!"

He Qingwen pushed Doug Lang's body to rush out, but Doug Lang suddenly pulled He Qingwen back, clasped his wrists with both hands, and pushed him against the bathroom wall, forcefully kiss up.

He Qingwen shook his head, wanting to avoid such a forced request, Douglang had no choice but to free up a hand to pinch his chin, stifled his shout with his lips, and searched for his desire with his fiery tongue , it struggles hard, tries hard to tease/tease, it desperately wants to get the same eager response, but, apart from being cold, all it gets is anger.

Snapped--

There was a crisp echo in the bathroom.

Douglang tilted his head sideways, his eyes were a little astonished, and he couldn't believe it.

He Qingwen's hands were still raised in mid-air, lying in front of him, his body was still shaking slightly, it was the uncontrollable excitement after venting his emotions.

"Douglang, I have nothing, what else do you want?" He Qingwen gasped for breath, his voice trembling slightly.

Dougron returned to his senses slightly, and lightly licked the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, allowing a faint smell of blood to enter his mouth. That cold expression made it impossible to guess what he was going to do next.

There was mist in He Qingwen's eyes, and he didn't know if it was because of the bath, even he couldn't feel it, whether the warm liquid flowing out of his eyes was tears or not.

His eyes were reddish, and he looked at Doug Lang bitterly.

He can force him to do those things, and he can endure the pain he brings every time, but he just hopes that Doug Lang can leave him with some dignity, and that's all he has left.

"Dougron, how on earth can you set me free?"

"Impossible, don't ever think about it."

"Dougron, I hate you!"

"It doesn't matter, as long as you are by my side."

Doug Lang sneered, and pressed He Qingwen into his arms.

☆、Shell

? "This is the final boarding call for passengers departing on flight CA98* for NewYork, Willpassengerson this flight go immediately to Gate 15, Thank you. Passengers taking flight CA98* to New York, this is the final announcement for boarding, please board the plane at Gate NO.15 immediately, thank you."

The last boarding announcement sounded in the waiting room of the international flight, and Weir had no choice but to bite the bullet and urge Dougron to board the plane again.

"Sir, the plane is about to take off, do you think—"

Doug Lang sighed lowly, and stared intently at He Qingwen who was sitting beside him, "Diven, I'm going back soon, can you say something to me."

He Qingwen ignored him, frowned slightly, and turned his head to the other side.

There was no response, and Dougron's face turned pale.

"Diven!" Doug Lang grabbed He Qingwen's hand, but He Qingwen turned his hand into a fist, twisted it, and pulled it back.

Dougron was rejected, he clenched his fists tightly, his joints were rattling, and Will looked very frightened.

He was quite surprised to see five red and swollen fingerprints on Dougron's face this morning.

"Sir—" He reminded and comforted him carefully, for fear that the two of them would get awkward at the airport and cause unnecessary trouble.

The two were in a stalemate, and finally Doug Lang let out a long sigh, stood up, and said to his back, "I'll go back first, and in addition, in order to take care of your mother, I have already sent someone to take care of your mother." After receiving my manor, I just want to tell you this."

He Qingwen turned around suddenly, stared at Doug Lang, his lips trembled, his throat rolled, and he wanted to say something, but he bit his lip stubbornly and swallowed those words back.

Seeing that He Qingwen was finally willing to look directly at him, Doug Lang showed a satisfied smile, and leaned down to approach him.

"Are you finally willing to take a look at me? You stubborn little guy." Doug Lang hooked He Qingwen's chin with his fingers, then lowered his head, wanting to kiss him on the lips.

But He Qingwen shrank back abruptly as if being stabbed by a needle, avoiding him hastily.

Dougron curled his lips and smiled, not taking it seriously.

"Vill, take care of Dvien, don't make any mistakes."

"Yes, sir!" Wei Weier lowered his head slightly in response, and glanced at He Qingwen who was sitting there motionless.

Doug Lang straightened his clothes, and took one last look at He Qingwen, even though he was extremely reluctant, he still wanted to leave.

It really can't be too tight, let it go and let the two of them relax for a while, maybe it's a good thing.

"I will come to see your Diven again when I have time!" Doug Lang waved his hand and finally walked into the boarding gate.

The moment Douglang's figure disappeared into the cabin door, He Qingwen could no longer care about other people's eyes, and rushed out like a wild horse that had been trapped for a long time, finally breaking free from the rein.

"Mr. Devon." Weier turned around and noticed He Qingwen's abnormality, so he hurriedly recruited other accompanying bodyguards and chased after him, "Mr. Devon, where are you going?"

He Qingwen ran out of the airport in one breath, ran to his car, opened the door, started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and sped out.

"Damn it!" Weier looked at the gradually shrinking black spots, panicked and annoyed.

He Qingwen must be found before the president calls, absolutely!

He directed the bodyguards following him to get into their respective cars, and told them that they must find someone before the president got off the plane, otherwise they would all be finished.

"Quick, no matter what method you use, you must bring me back safely and unharmed."

So people saw a row of black cars in front of the airport gate, all driving towards the road at the fastest speed.

Escape——run as fast as you can—

Right now, this is the only word in He Qingwen's mind.

He kept changing gears, faster, faster!Even if he was smashed to pieces the next moment, he would leave.

Get out of the sight of these people, get out of this cage that can hardly make him breathe.

He wants to breathe, he wants air, he wants to be free—

With one hand on the steering wheel, he tore at the tie around his neck with the other, then opened the window and threw it out.

The car was speeding along the coastal road, and he kept accelerating, without the concept of braking at all in his mind.

In front of his eyes is a blue sea, endless, it makes people feel empty, how wonderful!

The car eventually made a sharp turn in an empty field and crashed into the sand on the coast.

Stopped, finally stopped——

His arms dangled limply from the steering wheel and he took his foot off the accelerator.

Just now, he really wanted to rush into the sea, rush in, and take everything away.

The wind by the sea blows with the coldness from the other side, and the white waves roll with fragile lives and hit the shore.

He Qingwen walked on the beach, lowered his head, looked at the little hermit crab that was about to climb back into the water again, and reached out to pick it up.

It turns out that there are still so many beings in the world who don't have their own homes, and live in other people's shells all their lives.

Every time it grows up, it has to change its shell. Without the shell, it will be eaten.

Hehe, what is the difference between He Qingwen and this hermit crab.

She is obviously very weak, but she insists on wrapping herself in this shell that does not belong to her, and in the end it is herself who is restrained.

It is one's own fault, one's own fault.

He squatted down, put the crab down, watched it rustle back into the sea, watched it be swept in by the waves again.

The same involuntary, unable to determine where the next moment will be taken.

Perhaps this is fate—

his fate -

Oh--

It's bad!

Xiao Muyuan rubbed his sore arm, the expression on his face wrinkled.

Since last night, Luo Jing has been holding his hand and refusing to let go. As long as he moves a little at night, Luo Jing will wake up and cannot sleep well. this night.

Because the meeting yesterday afternoon was rescheduled to this morning, Xiao Muyuan hurried out of the house by the sea early in the morning. He called Li Dongxu while driving to the city.

The car drove along the road by the sea, the sky was high and the sea was wide, and the mood was at ease.

Because there was still a long time before the meeting, he was not driving fast, and the beach along the coast was deserted and empty, and when passing by the shore, everything was very clear in his sight.

A black sports car was parked slantedly on the beach. He didn't pay much attention at first, but the black Lamborghini was too conspicuous. In this city, the number of such cars is really limited.

So he slowed down, wanting to confirm again, to see if his eyes had deceived him.

Eventually he stopped the car, quickly unbuckled his seat belt, and ran to the car.

It was found that the front wheels of the car had been tilted into the sand, and the front of the car was more than half sunk, and it could not be started at all.

The door was open, no one was inside.

He Qingwen, He Qingwen——

Xiao Muyuan's eyes quickly swept around, looking for the figure of that person, and then at the beach a hundred meters ahead, he finally saw He Qingwen who was squatting and curled up into a ball.

He ran over, slowed down a few steps away from the man, and finally walked over step by step.

"He Qingwen, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Muyuan asked in a low voice, and found that He Qingwen didn't react much when he heard his voice, and was even a little numb.

He was worried, lest He Qingwen was overly frightened because the car ran off the road, and also worried that he was injured.

So he walked over carefully and squatted down, and saw that his body was neat and clean, and he didn't seem to be injured, but his eyes were still staring at the beach quietly.

Why this expression?Why is he here?

He lowered his head and saw that the sea water had soaked He Qingwen's shoes, even the ends of his trousers were wet, but he remained motionless.

"He Qingwen—"

Only then did He Qingwen raise his head, sighed softly, and said, "Xiao Muyuan, I'm a little tired today, and I don't want to argue with you."

Xiao Muyuan was a little surprised, He Qingwen was still in a tense posture towards him yesterday, but today he was as calm and indifferent as a passerby.

What happened in the end?

Xiao Muyuan raised his head and looked into the distance, but found no sign of other people, let alone Doug Lang.

"Don't look, I'm the only one here."

He Qingwen wrapped his arms around his knees, resting his head on it, and looked at Xiao Muyuan with squinted eyes, making Xiao Muyuan a little stunned.

It was the first time I saw He Qingwen showing such an expression, like a lost child, hesitant, helpless, lowly showing weakness, making himself look like he urgently needs someone to comfort him.

Xiao Muyuan suddenly had an urge to put He Qingwen's head in his arms, then gently stroked his soft hair, patted his back, gave him strength, and gave him peace.

However, the hand he raised halfway, fell down abruptly after the phone rang.

Obviously it was because of this phone call that he didn't feel too embarrassed, otherwise he really wasn't sure if He Qingwen would slap him in the next second.

He glanced at the phone, it was Li Dongxu calling, so he turned around and picked it up in a low voice.

"Mr. Xiao, the meeting will start in half an hour. Is there anything else you want to explain?"

"Uh! Dongxu, tell the department managers that I have something to do temporarily today, and you can preside over it for me first."

"Wh-what? Mr. Xiao, I'm hosting?"

Xiao Muyuan covered his mouth with his hands, and replied in a low voice, "Yes, I'll talk about anything after I return to the company, let's do it for today."

"Ah?" Before Li Dongxu could react, Xiao Muyuan had already hung up the phone.

Xiao Muyuan hung up the phone, and when he turned around, he found that He Qingwen had stood up, walked slowly towards the car, and then he also chased after him.

He Qingwen lowered his head, looked at the car stuck in the sand, and frowned slightly.

It's really impulsive, and I can't do anything.

Judging from the current situation, the car can't be driven out at all, so we can only wait for the trailer.

But he can't stay here for too long, because Weier will find him soon, and there is not even a shelter in the surrounding area, so he is just waiting for someone to catch him!

He turned his head to look at Xiao Muyuan, raised his eyebrows lightly, "Mr. Xiao, may I give you a ride?"

Xiao Muyuan was stunned for a moment, "Oh, of course! Where does Mr. He want to go? Xiao can be the driver willingly."

"Really?"

Xiao Muyuan smiled lightly, "Of course!"

"Okay, then send me to - hell!"

☆, passed away

"What?" Xiao Muyuan didn't react at all. He heard what He Qingwen said as if he was acting out a script.

He Qingwen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a sneer of bitterness.

"What? Don't Xiao Dong dare?"

Xiao Muyuan raised his eyebrows, and smiled softly, "Young Master He is with you, and Xiao is willing to accompany you."

He Qingwen smiled, turned around and threw the non-stop ringing phone into the car, closed the door casually, and walked towards the road.

Xiao Muyuan followed behind He Qingwen, watching He Qingwen walk to his car, so he quickly unlocked it with the key, let He Qingwen open the door, and sat in the passenger seat automatically.

"Don't need a call for a tow truck?"

He Qingwen's expression was still weak, he shook his head, "No need, someone will take care of it."

Will will definitely send someone to find this place, and his car will also be found, and everyone will definitely panic again by then!

Maybe it was because of a sudden conscience, at this moment, I was actually crying for Will. Ever since he was with me, I have been having a headache. Letting him be sandwiched between me and Dougron is probably the most difficult job in the world!

From the corner of his eye, He Qingwen saw Xiao Muyuan start the car and drive slowly onto the road.

It's ridiculous to think about it, because no one would have thought that in order to avoid his subordinates, he would actually stay with his enemy at this time.

Even I didn't expect that the enemy in this life would actually act as his own safe haven under the most helpless circumstances.

Unknowingly, a smile appeared on his lips, helplessly laughing at himself.

Xiao Muyuan was driving the car, but his heart felt like a hundred snare drums were beating, and the hands holding the steering wheel were already sweating.

He couldn't help but look sideways at He Qingwen, and found that he was just resting his cheek with one hand, his eyes fixed in a daze.

So he cleared his throat, "Where are we—where are we going next?"

He Qingwen came back to his senses and glanced out the window, "Whatever you want! Director Xiao can go wherever he wants."

"You—don't you have anywhere in particular you want to go?"

He Qingwen raised his head, thought for a while and then laughed, "Has Director Xiao ever been to my father's graveyard?"

Xiao Muyuan was slightly taken aback, "You want to go to the cemetery?"

"Does Director Xiao dare to go? Do you have the guts to face my father?"

Xiao Muyuan smiled, and wanted to tell him that in fact, he would go there every year, on the day of He Yuntian's death, and this year is coming soon.

Three years have passed in a blink of an eye, and everyone has been reborn.

What happened in the past, who is right and who is wrong, has become a thing of the past, and what cannot be let go has turned into hatred, but it hurts others and oneself.

"Okay, let's go now." Xiao Muyuan nodded, agreeing to He Qingwen.

He Qingwen was still smiling, but when he suddenly heard Xiao Muyuan's answer, he was taken aback for a moment.

"Are you serious, do you really dare to go?"

"Xiao even dares to accompany you in hell, so what is the cemetery!"

He chuckled, frankly.

He Qingwen's thoughts turned, and he interrupted him softly, "No, there's no need to go, I'm just——talking casually."

If he can't go now, Will will send someone to wait for him there. Wouldn't it be a trap for him to go?

He Qingwen thought about it secretly, showing hesitation on his face, and slowly turned around again.

Today's He Qingwen is very strange, this is probably the softest side of He Qingwen since Xiao Muyuan got along with him.

Soft and slightly fragile, like a baby.

"Since there is no goal, how about—let's go for a walk in the countryside today, how about a change of mood?" Xiao Muyuan suggested.

He Qingwen glanced over, "Is Director Xiao free?"

"No, very busy!"

"Since that's the case, I don't want to bother you, just find an intersection ahead and let me down."

"Hehe, what Xiao means is that I'm busy with Young Master He touring the streets, and I've run out of resources, so you still have to go?"

Xiao Muyuan smiled faintly, and He Qingwen was a little taken aback.

During that period in the United States, he studied Xiao Muyuan every day, every word, deed, and every action, almost crazy about it, but after studying for so long, why he couldn't see through it when he was in front of him.

What is Xiao Muyuan outside the shopping mall like?

Seeing that He Qingwen was silent, Xiao Muyuan knew that he had no objection, so he decided on his own to drive the car to Hongye Mountain.

It was October, and the maple leaves all over Hongye Mountain looked like continuous fire from a distance, burning all over the whole mountain.

Xiao Muyuan parked the car at the foot of the mountain, waited for the car to stabilize, opened the door and got out of the car first, saw that He Qingwen was about to come down, and stopped him with a sound.

"Wait a minute, don't come down yet."

"Huh?" He Qingwen wanted to get up, but when he heard Xiao Muyuan's words, he sat back in the car again.

What is he going to do?

He Qingwen saw Xiao Muyuan open the trunk through the glass behind him, as if he was looking for something.

After looking at it twice, he turned his head and continued to wait.

While waiting, he lowered his head and saw that his feet were drenched. Then he remembered that he was just looking at the hermit crab at the beach, and didn't notice that his shoes were soaked in the sea.

He lifted his foot, and the mat was already watery.

How can this be good?

Wait a minute, how do we go up the mountain?

And when Xiao Muyuan saw his embarrassed appearance, he would definitely laugh in his heart!

He frowned, and secretly let out a breath.

At this time, a paper bag appeared in front of him, He Qingwen was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head, and saw Xiao Muyuan standing in front of him.

"Change it first!" He pulled out a box from his pocket, and then opened the lid, "Don't worry, it's new, I haven't worn it once, of course, if you don't mind."

Xiao Muyuan took out a pair of brand new white casual shoes from the box and handed them to He Qingwen.

He Qingwen looked at the pair of shoes, wondering whether he should take them over, so he raised his head and took another look at Xiao Muyuan.

The man stood outside the car door, maintaining this movement all the time, with a relaxed expression and a very sincere attitude.

"Thank you!" He took the shoes.

"Wait a minute, there is this." Xiao Muyuan handed him the whole bag directly, "There is also a set of casual clothes in it, you can also change into it together! Of course, it is also new, I am taller than you, but the size should be no problem."

He Qingwen frowned, looked at the bag, and replied softly, "No, thank you!"

"You'd better put it on, uh——your pants are wet too." Xiao Muyuan pointed at the bottom of his trousers.

Is there anything more embarrassing and embarrassing than this?

He Qingwen held the edge of the paper bag with his hand, and squeezed it fiercely.

"You change in the car, I'll wait for you by the side of the road, uh - don't worry!" Xiao Muyuan turned around and walked to the side of the road.

Standing by the road not far away, Xiao Muyuan took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it.

The red leaves on the side of the road are falling, which makes people unconsciously arouse a touch of sadness.

Why did you suddenly think of coming here?

Xiao Muyuan asked himself.

He picked up a red leaf, squeezed it in his hand and played with it, then took a puff of cigarette, and exhaled a wisp of smoke lightly.

Then he looked back, but suddenly saw that the man in the car was slowly taking off his shirt, and when the shirt slipped off, half of his smooth shoulders were exposed.

Xiao Muyuan's hand trembled slightly, and the soot standing on it fell to the ground.

He immediately turned his gaze elsewhere, and took a deep breath on the cigarette to calm his mind.

But all that flashed in his mind was the back view, so he kept smoking that cigarette until it was completely reduced to ashes.

A moment later, He Qingwen's voice came from behind, "Let's go!"

Xiao Muyuan twisted his fingers, and was still a little nervous when he turned around.

Turning around, he saw a fully dressed He Qingwen standing in front of him.

Dressed in white, elegant and clean, it suits him best.

Although it was not deliberately prepared for him, this outfit unexpectedly fit He Qingwen even better. Even Xiao Muyuan thought it was too coincidental.

"Is it still suitable?"

He Qingwen lowered his head, "The shoes are a little too big, but it's okay. Thank you Mr. Xiao, I will return the clothes to you after they are cleaned."

"It's just a set of clothes, you're welcome."

When He Qingwen saw the leaves in his hand, he raised his eyebrows slightly, as if sighing, "The maple leaves are the reddest this season, but when the wind gets colder, all of them will fall. It's a splendid season, but that's all."

Xiao Muyuan smiled, and lifted the leaves in his hand, "Indeed, that's all."

The two of them were walking on the path covered with red leaves, He Qingwen kept his head down, and rarely spoke.

Xiao Muyuan didn't make a sound, just followed him silently.

In fact, he had too many things to say, and he wanted to ask a hundred questions in his mind, but he didn't know where to start.

What can I say, talk about the past?About the time they met eighteen years ago?

It's been too long. For Xiao Muyuan, that incident is the treasure of his life, but for He Qingwen, there may not even be a trace of memory.

In He Qingwen's memory, only he, Xiao Muyuan, persecuted his He family, nothing but hatred.

But now, they are enemies in the market, and when the topic is opened, it is inevitable that they will confront each other and flames will spread everywhere.

What to talk about?

Talk about America?Talk about how he lived in those years?Or talk about him and Douglas?

Talk about why he became the adopted son of Doug Lang?And why is Doug Lang's possessiveness towards him so strong?

He couldn't say those words, he couldn't ask them.

If you say it, you will inevitably open the wound, confront each other, and hurt each other.

He Qingwen will be in pain, and he will be in more pain.

It might as well be like now, the two of them walked quietly on the same road, watching the mountains and the scenery, relatively speechless, but extraordinarily leisurely.

He stared at He Qingwen's back, that white back was so lonely and melancholy, but in this thick red, it looked even more ethereal——

So Xiao Muyuan slowed down and let He Qingwen go forward alone, then quietly took out his mobile phone and aimed at the white spot under the tree.

click -

What was left on the phone was the white figure when he spread his arms and raised his head slightly.

gorgeous--

Xiao Muyuan smiled silently, and carefully kept the photo.

He Qingwen, you may not remember the child covered in scars 18 years ago, but he never forgot that little back who turned and left, so clearly and deeply left in his heart In my mind, it was like yesterday.

Yesterday—gone, there is no going back.

However - can we start over?

☆, choose

?The two of them followed the path in the forest until they reached the foot of the mountain. He Qingwen stopped and looked up at the red leaves all over the mountain.

"We're going into the mountain, Xiao Muyuan, do you dare to go in again?"

"Why not?" Xiao Muyuan smiled softly.

He Qingwen squinted, seeming to be teasing, "There are lush foliage and few people here. Although the scenery is beautiful, it is also a good place for people to disappear."

"You mean——" Xiao Muyuan suddenly smiled, "It's indeed a good place to destroy corpses and traces, why? Mr. He wants to avert revenge with a sword, and give Xiao some pleasure?"

He Qingwen smiled lightly without answering, and continued to walk forward. Xiao Muyuan raised his eyebrows and followed along.

"It seems that you are really not afraid."

"Xiao remembers Mr. He once said that things in the mall will be known in the mall, and he would not do such a thing."

"Oh?" He Qingwen was surprised, "You remember it so clearly, but are you not afraid that I will change my mind?"

Xiao Muyuan shook his head, "You won't."

"Why? Why are you so sure?" He Qingwen turned his head, "I hate you to the bone."

He stared at Xiao Muyuan, wanting to see the change in his expression, but Xiao Muyuan was still relaxed with a smile on his face.

"You won't, because in your heart—He Yuntian, your father is more important than me."

"What do you mean?" He Qingwen was stunned.

Xiao Muyuan touched the bridge of his nose with his hand, and thoughtfully replied, "Because you know, Hongtian will have no leader if I die. If you can't take Hongtian back, Hongtian will only be divided and eaten by shareholders at all levels. At that time, your father's hard work will be completely ruined."

"Xiao Muyuan, you are so calm sometimes——it's disgusting!"

He Qingwen glanced at Xiao Muyuan, and quickened his pace angrily.

Xiao Muyuan burst out laughing, this person really changes as soon as he says he wants to.

Looking down, maybe I should speak more softly.

Say you, He Qingwen, have a kind heart and would not do such an inhumane thing.

Or it can be said that you are so powerful that one day I will surrender under your feet.

In short, any category is more comfortable to listen to than this kind of truth.

Xiao Muyuan smacked his lips, secretly teaching himself that he really doesn't know how to please people.

It's really not a good thing to have a poisonous mouth.

The two did not follow the stone road built on the mountain, but walked up the path between the mountains. Although the climb was relatively difficult, it was more interesting and felt like returning.

In fact, He Qingwen often came here when he was a child. At that time, there was no stone road on the mountain. If he wanted to climb up, he had to step on a path by himself.

Once, He Rong's family came to Hongye Mountain to play together. The adults were drinking and chatting at the foot of the mountain. He took Rong Yuan to run into the mountain, taking the same path.

Rong Yuan followed him to play all over the mountain, and finally found out that it was lost when it was getting dark and wanted to go down the mountain.