ashamed

Tong Youming always felt uncomfortable as if something was pressing on his heart, and wanted to go to a secluded place in the corridor to call Si Jun.

Everyone else in the office was lying down or sitting on their seats and taking a nap. He closed the door lightly and came out. Before he could get to the window, he saw a man smoking a cigarette at the door of the bathroom, his back slightly hunched, and he sucked in a cigarette. When he took a puff, his cheeks were sunken, and his eyes didn't know where to look.

That uncomfortable feeling came back again.He didn't want to say anything more, but when he passed by the man, he warned, "Please go to the smoking area in the south for smoking, sir, I hope you cooperate." Never thought that the man didn't answer, but reached out and stopped him.

This action was very rude, it basically completely blocked Tong Youming's way, and he had no intention of getting out of the way.Now he didn't bother to hide his displeasure anymore. "What's your opinion?"

The man smiled at him unhurriedly, as if he didn't hear it, "Young man, be polite to your elders."

Still suppressing his tone, he asked back, "Do you know me?"

"I don't know," Xing Fei put out the cigarette butt in the corner, with a very indifferent expression on his face. "Si Jun and I are old friends."

Obviously he shouldn't show anything at this time, but when he heard the name, his expression changed reflexively, even if it was only a little bit, it made the opposite person see the flaw; his mouth was covered, his hands were choked The smell of human tar made him want to vomit, and he was dragged into the next bathroom, the door was slammed shut, Xing Fei put one hand on it, the other hand held his collar, and his back was pressed against Damp walls.

"I think you should also want to know whether he is dead or alive now."

Tong Youming bit her tongue and forced herself not to speak, not to show timidity, not to think wildly, and could only try to stay away from the other person's face.

"Back then he was able to send me in with a ruthless hand, so he should have the heart to accept this generous gift from me."

Xing Fei sneered, "The woman who is quite capable and can be pushed into her arms has changed her taste. No wonder she had to take the bait."

His palms as rough as sandpaper rubbed Tong Youming's cheeks and neck, and he smiled maliciously, "What do you think he will collapse if I treat you?"

The young boy was provoked by him with an expressionless face, his eyes were always cold, and he was completely different from the way he was talking and laughing beside Si Jun in the photo.

"...You can't do it."

He spoke for a long time.

"You can try."

In the parking lot at this time, Si Jun had just turned around and started running, when the sound of footsteps behind him followed closely, causing the back of his head to go numb.

For a second, the pain of being hacked to death in the "last life" flashed from the tip of his heart, and he didn't have time to distinguish whether it was panic or anxiety that was manipulating his limbs at this time. The desire to survive disappeared in a short time Occupying the highest point of thought; there was almost no hiding place in the underground garage except for rows of cars of various shapes, so he had to turn around and run out the door.

"You can't run!"

Someone yelled from behind, but Si Jun didn't care at all.He just remembered seeing someone with a knife in a trance, knowing that was enough.

He raised his ears to listen to the movement behind him, the footsteps closest to him seemed to have stepped on his shadow.Running all the way to the exit of the parking lot, the cold night wind hit him head-on—the fluorescent-colored road pole was lying in front of him, neither high nor low, and he couldn't just cross it.

Is this still available?

He was about to break out in a cold sweat. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the empty security room on the right. There was a small road next door that only allowed two people to pass. But if he ran there now, he would be blocked right away. He would be dead anyway. Isn't it ugly?

And just when he was about to get under the road pole, two high-beam lights hit him directly, and the one who was about to cut after him was stunned, and he saw a car rushing out of the night without anyone knowing it. Seeing that the road pole did not slow down at all, it drove in with a posture of wanting to die with them, and almost ran into Si Jun. He thought, this time he was finally dead, but suddenly came out of the car window A long-haired man leaned out and shouted at him, "Get in the car!"

From this moment on, in Si Jun's eyes, Chu Qing was no different from a fairy descending to earth.

He scrambled and crawled to grab the car door, while Chu Qing was only reversing the car, a man in black pounced on the car window, and the cold blade slashed down on his left arm; but before he could let go The steering wheel dodged, and the collar of his clothes was ripped off forcefully by Si Jun next to him. The knife cut his arm sharply, taking the bent elbow as the outer diameter, and his forearm and forearm were immediately torn apart.

Chu Qing's head buzzed when he saw the cross-flowing red, and heard Si Jun cursing his mother, the people outside the window were thrown by the inertia of the car. Drive over to the main road.

"Lei Xiao is quite enlightened... really looking for you."

After a while, the car was filled with a strong smell of blood, Chu Qing slammed the steering wheel hard, and the car that became quiet after the bumps could only hear him yelling angrily, "You are looking for death!"

Si Jun leaned on the co-pilot, pressed his left arm, hot, hot and viscous blood beeped out from between his fingers, condensed into a small stream and dripped on the leather seat. The veins are blue, but there is a lucky, fawning smile on the corner of his mouth.

He said to Chu Qing, "Hey, do you know that I had a dream."

"In my dream, I was in my forties. I played gambling with people. The underground casinos came to my door to ask for money. I couldn't pay back a penny. You signed an organ sale agreement with them without saying a word. You in the dream What a nice guy, but you never talked to me again afterwards."

Chu Qing's face was pale, and his throat trembled as he looked at the blood-stained underwear several times.

"When I woke up, I was thinking, how can I make you not angry with me."

"Just take it as my repayment."

His voice gradually weakened, his smile disappeared, and he panted heavily like a tired lion, "Go to the hospital."

"Gong Juanye has already left early." Chu Qing said, "...Don't tell me you can't hold on to this little injury."

"Can, can."

He eagerly agreed, his left arm was a little weak due to blood loss, and he leaned his head against the car window, drawing that person's face in his mind without distraction.

It really doesn't seem to hurt that much.