After marrying Bai Yueguang, the vest fell off

The light bulb above the head cast a dark yellow halo, and there were several bottles of newly opened whiskey scattered on the vermilion round table, and the two transparent goblets were still full and untouched.

There was a man sitting on both sides of the table, wearing a light blue top and white wide-leg pants, clean and comfortable.The other was dressed in black from head to toe, as if he had specially cut a piece of night clothes.It's just that the two of them don't seem to be in a good mood.

"I've always been curious about what kind of face you have under your mask. In the span of ten years, I haven't even heard your real voice." One person spoke softly, with a hint of relief mixed with bitterness.

"So you should be lucky, otherwise you wouldn't be able to live today." The other person took a sip from his glass, and could not hear anything indifferently.

"I'm really tired. You can publish those evidences if you want. I don't care anymore." Zhang Yang lowered his eyes, his eyes filled with unspeakable pain.Now he really has nothing, and everything he once cherished has been completely destroyed by this person in front of him.The light and warmth in his heart also completely disappeared.

That being the case, let the fish die and the net break.

"You don't even care about your brother?" The man seemed to be sure of winning, and a mechanical voice came out of the voice changer. It sounded a little funny, but the sense of threat behind it couldn't be ignored.

"Ah Liang will protect him, I believe him." Zhang Yang picked up the wine glass and drank it to the bottom in one gulp, his eyes were a little blurred.The man in front of him is always holding his ground, but he doesn't want to listen to him anymore.

For ten years, he has been forced to listen to his words, but what is the use in the end, his life is a mess, his brothers can't take care of him, his friends can't stand side by side, and the most important things in this world to him are leaving him.

"What about Song Liang? You don't care anymore?" The man smiled and raised his hand to pour him another glass of wine.

"Master, do you like me?" Zhang Yang asked without answering, "In the past ten years, you have sent people to follow me and monitor me, but you have never let me get involved in anyone's life. I have been thinking, what are you doing for?" What about it?" Zhang Yang supported his forehead, his cheeks flushed abnormally.

"You..." The man paused for a while, his momentum weakened for some reason. "Why did you save me last time in City Z?" This kind of question was not something that a cruel, despised villain like him should ask, but he blurted it out naturally.

Under the pursuit that day, if Zhang Yang hadn't secretly taken him into hiding, he would have been caught by the Green Ax Gang.But why did Zhang Yang save him? He obviously hated him, loathed him, and despised him.Sometimes he couldn't help thinking that if he died, he would be the happiest.

But that face in trouble was so trustworthy that he followed his footsteps without thinking.It would be a blessing to die beside this person one day.Years have passed, and he has come all the way through blood, and he is a little tired.

Zhang Yang seemed to be really drunk, his fingertips loosened unconsciously, and the wine glass fell straight to the ground, and the red liquid twisted and flowed all over the ground, like his heart full of holes, "Yes Ah, why did I save you." He clearly grinned, but it was a bitter smirk.

He really should chop off his own hand to save others. This kind of person is a rotten fish that grows in the stinking ditch.Why did you save him? If I let him go that day, there would be no such things behind.He and Song Liang will not fall into this situation.

When a person who is despised by thousands of people dies, the whole world will set off firecrackers to celebrate.He was really sick that day, trying to do things that were not good for himself.

"For a person like you, it's good to die. You may not know how much I regret saving you." Zhang Yang staggered and stood up, roaring out at the top of his voice.He didn't want to hide his emotions tonight, so he vented them all out. "If I could go back to that day, I would definitely buy fireworks and watch your dead body lying in front of me with cold eyes."

"It's a pity, there is no medicine for regret in this world." The man laughed a few times indifferently, his eyes drooped slightly, and a trace of sadness flashed past. "Zhang Yang, let's just waste it like this. Even if you don't care about anything, I can't just let you go."

"Hehe, hahaha... Then today it's either you or me. There must be someone who will be relieved." Zhang Yang had already made a plan, and before he finished speaking, he moved straight in front of the man, punching him with great impact, and the man Unprepared, he fell to the ground, and even the chair fell to the side with a clatter.

"Zhang Yang, there is a limit to my tolerance for you." The man quickly stood up and stared at him fiercely.

"That's great, I'm afraid that you haven't reached your bottom line yet." Zhang Yang rushed forward again nonchalantly.

The man grabbed his shoulder for a moment, punched him hard on the back, and knocked him to the ground.He stood in front of him, tall and slender, like Shura from hell.

"You actually drugged me?" Zhang Yang tried to get up, but his whole body was limp. "I actually believe in people like you." He laughed dryly.

"If you can't get your heart, you should get someone from you. Zhang Yang, maybe you should get to know me better." The man stroked his face lightly with his fingers, but there was a spark in his eyes that couldn't be hidden.

After ten years of suffering, the two hearts are finally hard to return to one place.If so, let's go to hell together.

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A waning moon hangs alone in the endless night sky, the cool wind of early autumn blows silently, the ginkgo leaves all over the tree outside the window rustle, and a few yellow leaves flutter around from time to time, dancing the last dance of this life.After all, they cannot escape their fate and return to dust.

The black curtains were lifted gently by the wind. There was no light in the room, but there was a man standing in front of the window. Under the hazy moonlight, the figure of the man was slender.

The copper mask reflected a cold light, and his eyes were empty and cold, which should be scary, but for some reason, there was a sense of loneliness.

"How is he doing?"

"As you ordered, we didn't bother." A middle-aged man replied.

"He should never understand me, but that's how I am."

"Master, you..." Zhao Qing glanced at the man, but hesitated to speak.

"Uncle Zhao, speak up if you have something to say."

"Some things, some people, let it be, you have your own arrangements, don't force it." People always obsess over what they can't get, but sneer at what they have.

"Impossible," the man clenched his hands into fists, "If I can't get it, no one else can get it either."

Zhao Qing sighed silently, he watched the hall master grow up, his nature is not bad, but the years have never treated him kindly, now he has been blinded by lard, step by step on the road of no return.He also knew that the man made mistakes every step of the way, but he couldn't stop him, and hoped that he wouldn't lose everything. "Master, what are you going to do with Madam?"

"She's just a little fool, what are you afraid of? When I get what I want, she will be useless." The man's eyes were full of cruelty, and Zhao Qing didn't know what to say for a while.The loyal words have been said thousands of times, but in the end, nothing can be heard and no ripples can be stirred up.

The phone rang suddenly, but it was just right to relieve the situation.The man took out his mobile phone, glanced at it, and pressed the answer button.

"Husband, are you still off work? How about waiting for you to come back for dinner?" The woman on the other end of the phone had a sweet and moving voice, acting coquettishly.

The man subconsciously frowned, his eyes were gloomy and cold, but his words were as gentle as water. "Hey, eat first, I'll take a look at the documents here, and I'll go back later."

"I even told you not to go to work in the company. If you insist on going, you will be so busy that you won't even be able to go home." The woman grumbled with some complaints.

"I must be worthy of you. I will work hard and fight for our future." The man comforted me with a gentle voice.

"Husband, come on, you can do it, I miss you so much."

"Well, I miss you too, go to bed early after dinner, don't wait for me."

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Zhao Qing watched the man deal with the woman on the other end of the phone with ease, with a lingering sadness on his face.Alas, why bother to catch up with her.

The men finally hung up the phone after saying goodnight to each other.He raised his head and looked at the night sky. For some reason, a light drizzle suddenly fell from the sky, and a few strands of rain fell on his long eyelashes, which suddenly subsided a little bit of hostility. "Is brother okay?"

"Master, please don't..." Zhao Qing's voice was a little anxious, and it was hard to hide a strong fear and pleading.

"I know, I won't hurt him." He lowered his head to hide a trace of sadness.

In life, who doesn't want to be accompanied by relatives and friends.But there are some things that not everyone can have.Happiness has always been out of reach, but misfortune has always been with us.He has been alone all these years, and the reality has already shattered all his expectations. He just stubbornly guards the oil lamp in his heart, fearing that it will burn too hot and be afraid that it will go out.

We are all just ourselves and never know how others are, so he never cares about those so-called judgments.

He is my last relative in this world, if it is not a last resort, how could he kill him.

"The young master got married in a hurry to avoid us, but it seems that his lover is not good to him, and I heard that he left some time ago." Zhao Qing rubbed his hands, his whole face twisted into a ball of worry.

"En." The man responded softly, and there was no more sound in the dark night.