black mandala

You should have the awareness of being a plaything. Listen well, He Qingwen, you—I, Doug Lang, bought it with money. Every part of your body, from hair to nails, belongs to me. Only me , only I can use, play with, ravage/ravage at will, do whatever I want, no one else, including yourself, has the right to damage them, do you understand? "

Every word and every sentence of Douglang was like a knife, ruthlessly cutting He Qingwen's heart.

That's right, this is the true face of the situation. They are such a relationship. A down-and-out seller and a rich buyer, whatever love and favor are all given by Dougron on a whim. It will give you a piece of sky, let you fly in the huge cage he built, and kick you into hell when you are unhappy, so that you will never stand up again. This is the reality.

Even if it is cruel, he still has to see clearly, even if the body is badly injured, don't be deceived by the gorgeous and hypocritical appearance.

He Qingwen closed his eyes without making any answer.

Dougron lowered his body, "Okay, now, I'm going to use what I have, Diven, and I won't stop because of your resistance and physical discomfort." The hem stretched out.

The fiery palm touched the cold skin, causing He Qingwen to tremble slightly. The long-lost but frightening touch invaded his body wave after wave. He reflexively wanted to avoid it, but his The waist was tightly strangled by a pair of strong hands.

This is the fate of being quick to talk, not knowing how to be tactful, and not knowing how to please the owner. No wonder he will lose. In comparison, Serena really has all the advantages.

The palm quickly slid to the end of the thigh, and He Qingwen felt as stiff as a rock.

"Dougron, no—"

"Diven, you asked for all of this. As I said, no matter how much you resist, it's useless, because I no longer need to care about the feelings of a plaything, let alone give respect."

"Dougron, when have you ever given me respect?"

"You didn't want it!" Doug Lang suddenly yelled, "He Qingwen, what right do you have to say these words, all of this, everything I give to Serena now, is what I wanted to give to you, it was you , you don’t want it all!”

Douglang tightened his grip, and pulled it violently, and the robe and pajamas were torn horizontally. He Qingwen felt a chill in his lower body, and was about to grit his teeth to bear it, but Douglang stood up suddenly. , left the bed.

"Enough! Enough! I've really had enough!" Dougron covered his head and roared in a low voice, like a beast, howling with the last of his strength, "Diven, I've had enough, I've Tired of your arrogance, your ruthlessness, I tried my best to please you, save you, let my enthusiasm be extinguished by your ignorance and contempt again and again, I tried my best, I really tried I've done everything I can, and there's nothing I can do! Diven!"

Doug Lang murmured weakly, and stayed away from He Qingwen's bed like avoiding the plague.

And He Qingwen just looked at him like that, without taking his eyes off, without any trace of emotional fluctuations in his eyes.

Doug Lang stepped back step by step, looked at the person on the bed from a distance, held the door weakly, and looked at the person he loved the most in this life with his royal blue eyes.

"Diven, let's give each other a life, I give up! Yes, I give up, I will never come to force you, come to you again, but, I will not let you go, because you are mine , from birth to death. And you will never see me again, Diven, if this is what you expect, then I can fulfill you. From now on, this room is yours, and I will never Won't bother you again, never—never again."

Doug Lang retreated outside the door. At this moment, He Qingwen's eyes flashed a touch of unbelievable emotion.

"Goodbye, Diven!" Doug Lang waved his hand lightly, turned and left.

"Dao—" He Qingwen twitched his lips slightly, wanting to ask something, but why, he felt that everything that happened just now was not true.

Until Doug Lang's figure finally disappeared at the end of the corridor, He Qingwen felt like waking up from a dream.

Doug Lang said that he would give up on him and never come to him again. Was it true what he said?

Should he be happy about it?Maybe!Isn't this what he has always expected?

No more insults, no more coercion, no more days and nights of fear and fear, which he had dreamed of for so long, but nothing more.But why?Just for a moment, he would feel that this room is more empty than usual?Still want to be silent?Also make people feel gloomy and scary?

"Dougron, Dougron?"

He Qingwen choked up slightly, a little frightened himself.

This—it turned out to be his voice, like a lonely little beast trapped somewhere calling for help.

The countless hands under the bed stretched out to attack him again, he held his breath, raised his head, the incandescent lamp was like an extremely pale face, facing him, showing a ferocious smile.

That face is unfamiliar yet familiar, who is it?

What is it?Why?

He Qingwen seemed to see He Zhongzheng opening his bloody mouth, and the sticky blood dripped from the corner of his mouth onto He Qingwen's snow-white clothes, like a kind of irony.

He Qingwen, you also have today——

He Qingwen, have you finally tasted what it feels like to be abandoned?

Hahaha--

"No, no, no—" He Qingwen shook his head violently, and felt a drop of warm liquid slowly flowing down from his eye sockets.

what is that?What is this feeling of being suddenly emptied?

Why, why is this happening?

don't want!don't want!don't want!

He twisted his arm vigorously, trying to break free from the restraint, but what, how could he be so weak?It's just a simple button, why can't he open it with all his strength?Why?

Struggling until the last bit of strength was exhausted, he realized that he had been crying all the time.

Tears drained him, and he even lied to himself that as long as the bondage was there, he was still needed by someone.

Doug Lang!No, leave him alone again!No, leave him alone in this room.

No!

In the early morning of the next day, before Yujuan arrived, Huo De walked into the bedroom and untied him in time. Afterwards, he ordered his servants to take away all the quilts on the ground, and he personally helped He Qingwen into the bathroom to wash up.

Standing in front of the mirror, He Qingwen saw that his eyes were red and swollen like peaches.

How many tears did he shed that night?Even the pillows are wet——

"Hodder."

"Master!"

"Selina—when will you move in?"

Huo De was taken aback, "Young Master, Master didn't—"

As soon as He Qingwen finished asking, he felt blind and black appeared in front of the mirror shaking, and hurriedly covered his eyes, Huo De hurriedly supported him, and only half-spoken.

Oh, is he stupid?Why is he asking this question?Whether the hostess moves in or not is Doug Lang's business. What does it have to do with him? What is he?And what is he like now?

Like a jealous woman who was thrown into the cold palace and despised by others, resentful woman!

Slowly pushed Huo De away to prove that he was fine, lowered his head, but saw the obvious strangle marks on his wrist.

He stared blankly at his two wrists, the red marks on them were like two scars, which could not be wiped off or washed off, only time could restore it to its original appearance.

But what about the heart?When will the seal in my heart be erased and returned to its original state.

Don't care, don't covet, don't dream, don't rely on——

Doug Lang, since when did you turn from a robber to a thief?

☆, straw

? Yu Juan was sitting in the most secluded private room in the coffee shop waiting for that person to arrive. From the beginning to the end, her hands were trembling all the time.

It turned out that she had been too naive and thought too simple for a long time. She had been deceived by the beautiful and kind appearance, and she was still satisfied with the comfort brought by the illusion, without knowing anything.As a mother, she is really remiss and stupid.

If she only saw the tie mark on her son's wrist, she still couldn't imagine the matter too complicated, but just this morning, she just happened to find out when her son hadn't woken up. Another thing under the bed.

She didn't even dare to imagine how the same red mark on He Qingwen's foot she saw was related to the chain she saw this morning.

Could it be that this is what her son, her Qingwen, has been up to these past few years?

Imprisoned, bound, and sleeping with a perverted demon every night?It turned out that this was the real reason for Qingwen's illness. His heart and body had been tortured for a long time, so how could he not be sick?

She couldn't help but shudder, the more she thought about it, the more creepy she felt.

He looked through his handbag without thinking, and found the thin piece of paper, holding the contact information of that person tightly in his hand, as if he was holding the only remaining straw.

Maybe, this person can help her and help her son leave this devil's den.

Just maybe, she wasn't sure, she was betting, she was betting on the possibility that this person would be her son's only hope.

That's right, the person she was waiting for was Xiao Muyuan.

In her anxious thoughts, a person came quietly and sat quietly opposite her.

Yu Juan raised her head suddenly and saw Xiao Muyuan still wearing a ball cap and casual attire.

"Xiao, Mr. Xiao!"

"Mrs. He is very polite. You can call me by my name directly. Just call me Mu Yuan." Seeing Yu Juan's pale and anxious face, Xiao Muyuan asked straight to the point in a low voice. "Mrs. He, you are in such a hurry to contact me, is something wrong?"

Yu Juan took a deep breath, trying to control her emotions as much as possible, she stared at Xiao Muyuan for a long time before speaking.

"Xiao Muyuan, please answer me a question."

"Madam He, please tell me."

"You—the real reason for staying in America."

Xiao Muyuan was slightly taken aback, she really didn't expect Yu Juan to ask such a question, did she notice something, or - what did He Qingwen tell her?

He took a shallow sip of his coffee, and took the opportunity to think about Yu Juan's intention for asking this question.

"I came to the United States this time because of some things that happened to Hongtian before. You must have read the news. The reason why I still stayed in the United States is because I want to see Qingwen. I can have an explanation with him, but—unfortunately, after such a long time, I can't get in touch with him at all."

"That's why you went to the hospital to investigate my follow-up timetable?"

Yu Juan's question hit the nail on the head, and Xiao Muyuan admitted it calmly.

"Yes, Mrs. He, I'm sorry this involves your privacy, but I can't help it."

"No! Xiao Muyuan!" Yu Juan shook her head, thought for a while, and then continued, "Xiao Muyuan, to be honest, I have hated you for a long time. As a wife, my husband You died, my family broke up because of you, I shouldn't forgive you, but as a mother, I think, I should thank you, because Hongtian has carried too much affection for Qingwen, that is His father's expectations and last wishes for him are the emotional inheritance between father and son, and now that you can still take into account Qingwen's feelings, it shows that Qingwen did not believe in the wrong person. You are right, the previous generation Let’s not talk about the grievances and grievances of the past, I hope that your generation can go on sincerely, regardless of your respective positions and identities, I hope that even if you can’t support each other, please don’t continue to be hostile.”

"That's natural, Mrs. He, on this issue, I think Qingwen and I have already reached a tacit agreement, and I said that if Qingwen is willing, he can return to Hongtian at any time, and I, Xiao Muyuan, am willing quit."

It wasn't until this time that Yu Juan was completely relieved. She thought, maybe, she really didn't find the wrong person, and her Qingwen was really saved.

So she said earnestly, "Xiao Muyuan, when you were in the hospital last time, you could see that you have been trying your best to hide your identity during this time in the United States. You have your reasons, and I won't ask. If you want to meet Qingwen, I think, I can help you."

"Mrs. He! What you said is true?" Xiao Muyuan didn't expect Yu Juan to let go of her prejudice so quickly, and agreed to help him meet He Qingwen. To him, it was a joy from heaven.

Immediately, Yu Juan continued, "Xiao Muyuan, I can help you meet Qingwen, but please do me a favor."

Xiao Muyuan could sense the obvious emotional fluctuations in Yu Juan's tone, and couldn't help but wonder, could it be——what happened to Qingwen?

In a daze, Yu Juan left the table and walked in front of him. Before Xiao Muyuan woke up, Yu Juan's knees had already touched the ground.

"Mrs. He, what are you doing?" Xiao Muyuan was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her. In an instant, Yu Juan burst into tears.

"Xiao Muyuan, please! Take Qingwen away—"

"Mrs. He?"

"Please, Xiao Muyuan, take Qingwen away!"

******

Will knocked on the door of the study room a few times, and after a long while, he got a response from Dougron. He opened the door and entered the room, and saw Dougron leaning on the sofa with half-open clothes and disheveled hair. There is a world of difference between the group and the family.

"President, Miss Mancy's phone number." He compared the phone in Bibi's hand and handed it to Doug Lang.

Doug Lang frowned tightly, and took it with a dissatisfied expression, "What's the matter?"

"Are you still alive? My brother?" Mansi's casual greeting came from the other end of the phone.

Without thinking about it, Douglang hung up the phone mercilessly, but only after two seconds, the phone in his hand rang again.

"What's the matter?" There was extreme disgust in his tone.

This time, Mansi was very serious and said, "The situation is very bad. There have been a lot of suspicious faces near my place recently. I am afraid they are being targeted. And you have carefully arranged the scenes of welcoming the bride. I am afraid that you will also act." smashed."

Doug Lang squeezed the space between his brows, "Protect Serena's safety for me, she won't have any accidents."

"Of course I know this, you use other people's reputation and life as a shield for your baby, and I, as a younger sister, of course have to take responsibility, but I think you should take Serena to you as soon as possible , is the safest."

With a tired face, Dougron pressed his aching forehead and put the phone to his ear. He didn't speak for a long time, and after sighing, he replied, "I know, but I have to wait until tomorrow Again--"

"What are you waiting for? Something will happen to me at any time. Serena is about to give birth, and it's even more inconvenient to move around. You—"

"Mancy, tomorrow, another day, after tomorrow, I will send someone to bring Serena over immediately."

"Tomorrow? Why do we have to pass tomorrow?" Mansi's brain turned quickly, searching the memory bank for the important day of "tomorrow", and then she suddenly understood.

Tomorrow - is He Qingwen's birthday.

"Brother, are you confused? Now Serena's safety comes first, besides, what's the conflict between taking Serena back and Diven's birthday? You—" Mansi thought for a while, and felt that the matter No, "Oh! My stupid brother, you can't, you haven't told Diven the truth until now, have you?"

The silence on the other end of the phone showed that she guessed right.

"Why? Why don't you tell him that since you care about his feelings, tell him that you announced your marriage to Serena just to divert some people's attention, and that it's not true. Or—you Do you want to use this incident to test his attitude towards you? The result?"

Doug Lang breathed heavily, dissatisfied with her questioning so bluntly, it was more like a mockery of him.

"You don't need to worry about extra things."

"Hehe!" Mansi said twice, "He doesn't care, does he?"

"I said, you don't need to worry about extraneous matters!" Doug Lang growled in a low voice, staring into his bloodshot eyes, "This is between me and Diven, and you, you just need to do what you should do." Just do it!"

Mansi yelled back without hesitation, "What do you mean I should do, you bastard! Crazy! Unexplainably enlarged a woman's belly, forced it to me, and now, still do it My place is full of dangers, even my house is about to be taken over by someone, but you are still there pretending to be a lover, I really don't understand what you are thinking, you fool, idiot!"

"shut up!"

"Oh, I understand! You care so much about him, but you plan to torture him in this way. In fact, you are simply taking revenge, jealous, and jealous. Diven cares more about that Xiao Muyuan in his heart, but let me tell you, the real sufferer You are the only one torment, my stupid brother!"

"Enough, enough! Shut up!"

Doug Lang yelled almost hysterically, but Mancy was still relentless.

"Look at you, if I were Diven, I would rather die than stay by your side, you pervert! Coward!"

Mansi's sentence was like a knife, and the knife stabbed Doug Lang's life gate. Doug Lang was so angry that he almost crushed the phone in his hand. , Gradually calmed down, like a isolation belt to extinguish a forest fire.

"You're right, I'm a coward, so I don't want this love, I give up—"

"What?" Mansi was taken aback.

"I said I gave up, I don't want it!"

Doug Lang said fiercely, and almost gritted his teeth with a few words, but only Mancy let out a chuckle.

"Oh! Are you lying to me, or to yourself? You give up? If you really give up, you won't care that Serena's appearance will make him unhappy. My brother, you keep saying that you love him, But you never know what he really wants and what it is, so you have to think about it carefully, when you can figure it out, and when you can really get his heart." Sighing slightly, "Okay, I hope that my free nanny can be relieved as soon as possible, please take Serena over as soon as possible, and don't make trouble for me!" After finishing speaking, I hung up the phone.

Dougron also threw the phone back into Will's hand, and then lay back on the sofa again.

Mansi was right, recalling that he swore to He Qingwen the day before that he would give up, he was so ruthless and decisive, but as soon as he left the room, he could hardly control himself and wanted to run back immediately.

Obviously it is impossible to do it at all, and it is obviously impossible to let go.

And what does he want?What exactly does He Qingwen really want?

He might be able to guess it, but can he really afford it?

☆, lunch

?Because there are too many good things in the memory, and once you deviate from those good things, the cruelty of reality will make people unable to let go. If you can't let go, you can't give up.Can't escape, can't bear to part with.

In the end, all the feelings turned into reluctance to leave, and this reluctance eventually became the reason for the two to stay together, but people said, that is called love!

It was very bright outside, and the lights in the study were still faintly glowing with orange light.

Doug Lang sat all night with two empty wine bottles in hand.

When Huo De came in to clean the study, he saw scraps of paper falling all over the floor, while Doug Lang was just sitting at the desk, his eyes were bloodshot from staying up all night, staring intently at the top right corner of the desk. the folder you are using.

Huo De lowered his body, picked up the papers, and saw that most of the papers were blank, and the beginning of each sentence on each page was the same sentence, but each paper just wrote the beginning, and couldn't write any more. .

"Master, you haven't slept all night. If you continue like this, your body won't be able to take it anymore!" Huo De walked to Doug Lang's side and turned off the lamp on the table.

Doug Lang heard the sound, closed his sleepy eyes, and buried his face in his raised hands.

"When is it?"

"It's past nine o'clock, sir!"

"Is Will coming?"

"I've been waiting for you in the living room early in the morning!"

Doug Lang took his hand away and reached for the folder instead. It was a gift he was going to give He Qingwen, or it was the grave of their relationship.

He has always been clear that what He Qingwen wants most is this.

"What is he doing?"

Huo De knew who he was asking, and replied, "The young master was picked up by Mrs. He after breakfast."

Douglang was startled for a moment, then frowned, holding the clip in his hand, hesitating for a moment.

Huode continued, "I'm sorry, master, because today is the young master's birthday, so I made a decision without asking you for instructions."

Doug Lang didn't reprimand him, he looked at Hodder with his head down for a while, and then said slowly, "Hodder, I'm a loser."

Huo De raised his head and asked in surprise, "Master?"

Doug Lang shook his head and leaned weakly in the swivel chair. He recalled last night when he wandered in front of the bedroom door and listened to the movement in the room deliberately, but he dared not stretch out his hand to push the door open.

He said that he would not go to him.

Never again!As a result, he lost the courage to face him, and he didn't want to see the contempt for him in He Qingwen's eyes.

So, has their path really come to an end?

"Hodder, Muncy said I was a coward."

"That was not what Miss Muncy meant, sir."

Doug Lang shook his head, "No, she's right! I'm indeed a coward!"

"Why didn't the master explain it to the young master?"

He took a deep breath and replied after a while, "If you trust each other, you don't need any explanation." He pushed the document to Huo De who was full of astonishment, "Give this to him!"

"This is--"

"It's what he wants most, I'll give it to him." He said in a low voice, his jewel-colored eyes became dim and lifeless.

Huo De looked at the clip, nodded, and suddenly thought of something, "Master, the young master will live with Madam tonight, I'm afraid he won't be able to see this today."

Doug Lang was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand reflexively, but clenched his fist at the moment of touch, "It doesn't matter, put it in the room, he——will always see it."

As long as he is still here, he will see it sooner or later, and then give him the final sentence.

This is the only way for the two of them to go. No matter how long the road is, there will always be a crossroads. There must be a choice to continue moving forward or to turn elsewhere.

Even if he insists on walking with him, how far can he go if the goals are different?

This time, he chose to wait, which was even more of a gamble.

I don't know, he bet on it, right!

******

It seems that this year's autumn cold came very early, even in an airtight room, it still couldn't escape the sudden dry cold.

Or, it is the cold that seeps out of the body and bones, making people trembling intermittently.

He Qingwen was sitting by the window, the weather outside the house was clear and the sky was bright and the sun was shining. The soft sunlight illuminated his face, but it couldn't warm his heart.

Someone behind him stretched out his hand to put on a knitted coat, and then hugged him tightly in his arms, as if He Qingwen would go away with the wind as soon as he loosened his hands.

Like, those fallen leaves blown by the wind outside the window.

He Qingwen struggled slightly, and said half-jokingly, "Mom, if you keep hugging me like this, I will almost be crushed by you!"

Yu Juan's body behind her trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her arms. He Qingwen turned his head from her arms, and saw a fleeting touch of sadness in her.

"What's the matter, Mom?"

In the past two days, He Qingwen always felt that she was a little weird, and would always stare at him intently, as if she would never see her again the next moment.

Yu Juan came back to her senses, smiled faintly, shook her head, stroked his head, and responded to him, "It's nothing, it's just that time flies so fast, you've grown so old in a flash, but I always feel that you were so old yesterday In my arms, I hum a lullaby while coaxing you to sleep!"

He Qingwen also responded with a light smile, but his smile was a little far-fetched and a little bit bitter.

If time can turn back and stop at that time, then it is not the greatest happiness of a person's life.

He lowered his head weakly, letting Juan caress his thin and angular face, but in those eyes that should have been clear, now there is only a dim trace of death.

Today is his birthday, he should be happy, but now, he can only feel numb.

In the dining room, the table was already filled with all kinds of delicacies, which were He Qingwen's favorite food on weekdays, and there was also a cake with candles.

"Come on son! Make a wish!"

Make a wish, a must-have program and program for birthdays.

Just last year, he was doing the same thing with "the one" he was doing now.

"That person" traveled thousands of miles around most of the world to celebrate his birthday at home, and then he was half-forced to listen to that person's crazy words and do crazy things with him.

As my mother said, time flies so fast, and the frank oath still rings in my ears like yesterday, but the relationship between the two has become like this now.

Doug Lang said he gave up, he said—he would never come again!The so-called favorite has become a stranger.

He Qingwen stared at the smoldering candlelight, and his heart throbbed faintly, as if the blood was suddenly pulled out of his body.

"Forget it, Mom, these are all for children to play with, let alone—" His wish never came true.

"Let's make a promise, just treat it as - for mother!"

Seeing Yu Juan's expectant eyes, He Qingwen couldn't bear to refuse any more.Just think of it as a children's drama to make her happy. This is the only thing he can do at the moment, and what he can do.

"Okay!" He Qingwen nodded softly, sighed helplessly, put his hands together, and stood in front of the cake with his eyes closed, "The first wish is that my mother will be happy forever. The second wish is that my mother is healthy. Three wishes—”

"son--"

He Qingwen opened his eyes and glanced at Yu Juan, "I know, I know, you can't say the third wish, can you?"

Moistness suddenly appeared in Yu Juan's eyes. She frowned tightly, and tried her best to restrain her indistinct emotions that were about to be lost. She knew that if He Qingwen really found out and knew about her plan, then this matter will definitely fail.

She can't drag her son down anymore, otherwise, when that day comes, she won't have the face to meet Yun Tian.

Blinking, forcing himself to hold back the tears in his eyes, he hurriedly nodded in response, "Yes, yes, I can't say it, the last wish is for myself, I can't say it."

He Qingwen smiled helplessly.

The two blew out the candles together, and Yu Juan kept adding vegetables to his bowl, insisting on him eating, until He Qingwen waved his hand and begged for mercy.

"Please Mom, please forgive me, I really can't eat anymore, let me see, I'd better play the piano for you!" He Qingwen got up and walked towards the piano as if he was running for his life.

Yu Juan grabbed his hand suddenly, "Wait!" She looked at the piano, hesitated to speak, and said after a while, "The piano—it broke down yesterday, and today—I can't play it anymore."

"Really?" He Qingwen glanced at the piano suspiciously.

"Come on, son, if you can't eat, drink more!" Yu Juan hurriedly added some wine to his glass, her fingers trembling slightly.

"Mom? Today you—"

"Today is your birthday, you should be happy!"

Holding the wine bottle in her hand, Yu Juan looked at the wine in the glass with a somewhat uncertain expression, but soon, she found the topic again and hid her uneasiness.

The sun slanted slightly, and the noon banquet was over, Yu Juan sat beside He Qingwen, talking softly with a smile on her face.

"Son, if one day, mother is not by your side, you must take care of yourself."

"Mom, how do you say that?"

Yu Juan continued to chuckle, "Silly boy, Mom can't be with you forever. One day, you will go on alone. What Mom wants most is that you are happy and happy. Nothing else is important. Remember, people In the end, he has to live for himself, and only by loving himself first can he make the people around him feel at ease, you know!"

"mom--"

Yu Juan patted his hand to stop him, He Qingwen looked at Yu Juan quietly, speechless, she could only raise the corners of her lips slightly, but her eyes were full of bitter moisture.

I don't know if it's because I haven't drunk alcohol for a long time, or because the wine is really strong. After the meal, I always feel a little heavy in the head, making people want to drowsy. Yu Juan's performance today is a bit abnormal. He Qingwen could see it, but his mind was in a mess right now, and his thinking was also a little confused, and he couldn't react to his mother's words for a while.

When she was young, Yu Juan gently covered the quilt for He Qingwen who was lying on the bed and fell asleep. She stroked her son's face, and the towel on her hand was soaked with tears.

Looking up at the clock on the wall, every second that passed seemed to take away her strength, but she could only do so.

Retired outside the bedroom door, turned his head, wiped away the tears on his face, walked back to the living room, and summoned the personal maid, "The person who repairs the piano is here, you go and tell the doorman, just let them come in directly, there is no need to check."

The maid lowered her head slightly, responded softly, and turned to leave.

Yu Juan went back to the door again, opened the door and looked at the bed, "Son, don't blame mom, when you wake up and the nightmare is over, there will be a new beginning. Live your own life, remember what mom said, You have to live forever, for yourself—”

She murmured softly and closed the door.

"Goodbye, son!"

This sleep was peaceful and deep. He Qingwen didn't know how long he slept, but when he woke up again, what he heard was not Yu Juan's voice, but a familiar voice that he hadn't heard for a long time.

The voice was deep and thick, and one could not help but feel a warm current rolling in his heart after listening to it.

He said, "Qingwen, wake up, it's me—"

☆, escape

?When He Qingwen woke up, he found himself lying in an unfamiliar space, unsteadily, as if he was in a moving RV. There was a person sitting beside him, dressed in work attire.

There was only surprise, no accident. After a moment of astonishment, the look on his face returned to the original calm, and he tried his best to open his eyes wide and looked at that person.

"Xiao Muyuan? Why are you here?"

Xiao Muyuan smiled faintly, "It's a long story."

Therefore, Xiao Muyuan stayed in the United States, inquiring about him, dealing with those who were spying on him, and found an opportunity to meet Yu Juan quietly in the hospital. On Qingwen's birthday, he hid He Qingwen in the piano whose internal parts were removed, and blatantly told He Qingwen the process of transporting him out of Condon Manor and the subsequent arrangements in broad daylight.

He Qingwen listened silently without saying a word.

Before that, he had faintly felt something strange about his mother, but before he could sort it out, he had already fallen into a drowsy sleep.

In this way, Yu Juan has already discovered the matter between him and Doug Lang, and she is clear about his current situation, so, based on the nature of a mother, she gave up her past suspicions and found Xiao Muyuan, the only person who could help her. , planned the incident, and did not hesitate to drug him in the wine he drank.

He sat on the bed, was silent for a long time, and sorted out the whole thing clearly.

only--

After a while, he murmured, "I can't go."

Xiao Muyuan, who was on the phone with Li Dongxu who was on the other side of the world, couldn't help being taken aback when he heard that, and continued to talk to Li Dongxu for a few more words. After that, he hung up the phone and walked up to He Qingwen.

After thinking about it, he persuaded, "Qingwen, I know you are worried