Those who come out to mess around always have to pay back

Hu Jingjing had an unpleasant dream, in which he saw Yuan Weisheng for the last time in his previous life.

There was the sound of pattering rain in his ears, from the beginning of the light dripping rain to slowly rising to the torrential rain, it was so noisy that he even struggled to move his mouth to speak, but fortunately he had no energy to speak at that time.

Yuan Weisheng covered the wound on his chest with his hands, his face was stern, his hands were bright red, his black eyes showed a little panic and helplessness, Hu Jingjing smiled, blinked vigorously, and tried his best to let him The look on his face was a little clearer.

"Hey, are you crying?" He spoke with great effort, gasping for breath almost without saying a word.

Yuan Weisheng comforted him with a wooden face, "No, you don't talk, the ambulance will come soon." The blood kept dripping, and he didn't dare to move Hu Jingjing's body. Several obvious large wounds were injured by sharp knives on the main artery and Heart and blood vessels, after a while, Hu Jingjing's face was already pale, there was no color on his lips, and his face was slightly black.

"Hey, after I die, remember to collect my body. I like places with the sun."

The blood was draining little by little, and Hu Jingjing could feel the heat from his body slowly passing away. He pursed his lips, barely lifted his heavy eyelids, and continued to stare at Yuan Weisheng seriously——he looked at Yuan Weisheng so seriously. In the gradually blurred vision, Na Mo seemed to engrave the focus on the soul.

Ignoring Yuan Weisheng's gloomy and somewhat terrifying face, Hu Jingjing's line of sight was slowly shrouded by a mass of darkness approaching him. He blinked slightly, and gently depicted Yuan Weisheng's deep feelings in the thin air. He wanted to reach out his hand to touch his gentle corners and the sadness of his brows and eyes, and wanted to ask him, hey, did you secretly love me before?

Why are you so nice to me?Why are you coming to me, why... are you crying?

Obviously they are not very familiar with each other.

The heavy rain outside the house was occasionally mixed with the sound of thunder, and the cold wind was blowing, but Hu Jingjing didn't feel cold, perhaps because he was gradually losing his five sense organs, or because Yuan Weisheng's embrace was too warm, warmly Let his entire soul be transpired, floating in the air in weightlessness...

So far, Hu Jingjing, the only seedling of the Hu family in Jiang City, died in 35 at the age of [-].

Before he was alive, he made a will, stating that after his death, he would donate all the property of the Hu family. After his death, Hu Pingting, the mastermind who planned the kidnapping and murdered others, was brought to justice and his talent was taken back. All the assets of the Rong family that had been in the house for two days were confiscated, and he was sentenced to death with a suspended death sentence.

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Most of the dreams are grotesque and confusing, and whether consciously or not, Hu Jingjing has been deliberately forgetting and blurring the memories of her previous life.He cherishes his current life very much, he understands his restlessness and unwillingness to admit defeat, and in his last life, he lost because of his only soft-heartedness, so Hu Jingjing has made up his mind not to get involved in the Rong family's affairs.

As long as Hu Pingting doesn't provoke him anymore, and doesn't disgust him with her bad things, Hu Jingjing is willing to pretend that her parents are still the Hu Weiguo and his wife, who were deeply in love with each other before and after death, and live peacefully. Guarding his father, counting banknotes every day to play.

It's a pity...Fate never wanted to let him go.

Memory is something incredible. When you think that the secrets and the past that are hidden deep in your heart will rot in your stomach and intestines, one day at midnight, you dreamed back and tossed and tossed until dawn. Only then did I realize that I was just deceiving myself and others.

Hu Jingjing looked out the window with his chin propped up. The journey from Jiangshi to Qucheng would take some time, and he had a lot of time to spend in a daze on the way.

The consequence of not having a dream for a long time is that after waking up from the dream, I feel lingering fear. Hu Jingjing can't help but think of all the things in his previous life, thinking----I wonder if Yuan Weisheng buried him in a sunny place after his death .

In my memory, I don't have many opportunities to get in touch with Yuan Weisheng. Even in the end, if Yuan Weisheng didn't take the initiative to rescue him, they shouldn't even have the slightest interaction. Hu Jingjing has always asked why Yuan Weisheng has such a soft spot for him. Very puzzling.

However, thinking of the decision he made last night, Hu Jingjing seldom hesitated. In fact, he didn't like Yuan Weisheng's approach and overtures. , It's a pity that this idea died halfway before it could be put to use.

However, that is also based on Hu Jingjing's intention to give Yuan Weisheng a chance to get closer. If Yuan Weisheng still has the same purpose in his previous life... Hu Jingjing closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time, but he just calmed down and began to close his eyes to rest stand up.

The car drove straight to Qucheng, where they were received by Old Uncle Zhou. The old man tapped on his crutches, with one hand behind his back, and with the wind blowing under his feet, he walked forward in a smooth manner.

Old Uncle Zhou took a step back and followed the old man. When he stood sideways, he glanced at Hu Jingjing calmly. Shi Ran smiled.

Hu Jingjing accepted it calmly, smiled back, and continued to walk forward without moving his brows and eyes, as if he had no interest in him at all, if you don't look at the corners of his slightly curved mouth.

This time when he came to Qucheng, Hu Jingjing had his own purpose and the experience of his previous life. Naturally, he did not dare to underestimate this little-known old uncle Zhou who has been in charge of the affairs of Qucheng for decades. .

As we all know, most of the main assets of the Hu family are distributed in the area near the sea, covering a large area, mainly engaged in salt fields, sand washing and other industries. It is a kind of straight tree, which is used for mining gum in the future. It is often used in food, medicine, cosmetics, pigments, inks, printing, textiles, etc. The industry involves a wide range of fields.

Of course, this is only a superficial industry, and what really supports the Hu family's standing is because the Hu family has a well-equipped and large fleet of their own.

This fleet is usually divided into pieces, and it is not very noticeable when it is scattered. The most important person at the helm is Old Uncle Zhou, and he is also the manager of the entire fleet.

Hu Jingjing is not very familiar with the information about this fleet. In his previous life, the old man went early, but he was still stuck in the sinkhole and couldn't break free. He didn't get this type of information. When he finally has the ability and When Quan Quan went to take over the fleet, the person in charge of the fleet, Old Uncle Zhou, did not show up, so that until after his death, the whereabouts of the fleet became a mystery.

Come to think of it, even Hu Weiguo was not very clear about the existence of this fleet, and it was his fault that he went there early, while Hu Pingting was kept a secret by Mr. Hu, and I am afraid that he would not know the existence of such a huge fleet until his death. Otherwise, she wouldn't have to just stare at the superficial properties of the Hu family and bite them to death.

Hu Jingjing has been planning to unravel the mysteries of his previous life since the day he was reborn. He wants to see what the old man has hidden for two lifetimes.What is the real meaning behind that little-known fleet?Hu Jingjing is very curious and looking forward to it, waiting to see what is the real use of 'it'?

Old Uncle Zhou respectfully took the old man to a quiet and quiet villa area, called for someone to send their luggage upstairs, and then came up with hot water and white towels.

Hu Jingjing watched from the side the flickering old Uncle Zhou's gestures, his movements were gentle and his behavior was polite, and all those who served the old man looked ironic. warmth.

With no previous restlessness in her heart, Hu Jingjing also calmed down, put aside distracting thoughts, and bathed in the warm glow of the canal city wholeheartedly.

As for Yuan Weisheng?Hu Jingjing, who had come to a conclusion in his mind, would not pay more attention to him.

And Yuan Weisheng over there was still worried. Hu Jingjing didn't tell him that Hu Jingjing was going to go fishing in Qucheng, and even Zhu Gepeng didn't know their itinerary this time, so Yuan Weisheng asked again and again but found nothing.

In desperation, he had no choice but to let go of the idea of ​​performing well in front of Hu Jingjing. After thinking about it, he also felt that the timing was just right now, and if it was later, he might cause some troubles. It is because there is no solid and safe Yuan family to back it up.

After agreeing to meet with the buyer of this batch of goods in a ruined building, Yuan Weisheng walked quietly in the darkness while the night was getting dark.He has gone through countless times for each transaction. In order to facilitate his whereabouts, he chose a safe, convenient and convenient escape route. Yuan Weisheng is well aware of the terrain of the entire Jiang City. The same road, He can at least name more than 20 safe routes. Over the years, he has changed from such a pampered and spoiled boy to such a smuggler boy who is innocent and flattering on the outside, but sinister and cunning on the inside.

Before the fall of the Yuan family, Yuan Weisheng only came into contact with these things on a whim. What is ridiculous is that he can have such a free and comfortable life now because of his whim.

So, this life is like a stinky bitch with a memorial archway, you think she is vulgar, but tear off the fig leaf, you fuck|her, or he fuck|you, don’t give it a try, Who knows?

After the smooth delivery with the trader, Yuan Weisheng was more cunning. After no one could recognize his disguise, he specially wore sneakers with a lot of booster pads and covered them with long trouser legs. After making sure that the bag in his hand was not short of money, Yuan Weisheng carefully chose a road he didn't usually take, fearing being followed, he deliberately changed clothes, shoes and wigs at the corner, and quickly went to the corner with his schoolbag on his back. Entering the crowd, even if someone called his name loudly from behind, he didn't look back.

joke!Of course Yuan Weisheng would not turn his head back, he knew the voice well, and he would probably be exposed as soon as he turned his head.

After wandering around Xujiakou for a long time, depositing all the money in the card scatteredly, Yuan Weisheng walked back to his residence quickly, stuffed all the cards with the money in an iron box and put them away carefully. Go to a hidden place, then stand on the altar and look at the photos silently lost in thought.

Yuan Weisheng was sure that the person who called him just now was his uncle's voice.He didn't dare to respond, he didn't dare to turn his head to look, and he didn't dare to stop and let himself look a little abnormal, because his mother had repeatedly warned her before she left----

Weisheng, don't trust anyone except yourself, whether it's the Yuan family or anyone in your grandfather's family, any of them may betray you.

Yuan Weisheng took out a small magnetic disk from a hollow hole in the bracket on the back of the photo frame, stared at it for a long time, and couldn't help sneering, it was this thing that ruined his family and made him homeless. He has been your orphan for so many, that is, this thing, but his parents have tried their best to hide it, using it as the most stable and reliable guarantee that the parents have set for their children.

Thinking of the person who appeared today, Yuan Weisheng fell silent again. It seems that this thing must be well hidden.