dark sun

Efficiency, pursed his lips and turned away.

Very good, I just moved here, and I started to find faults there.

Han Yang walked back with a calm and expressionless face.When the elevator door closed, he saw a sneaky figure out of the corner of his eye.again?

The elevator reached the fifth floor, and Han Yang stepped into the stairs.Such a trick of stalking is still very young for him.

Finally at home, Han Yang got a headache after putting down his things and took out his mobile phone.As soon as the phone was connected, an excited voice came from the other end: "Ah Yang, I knew you couldn't let me go!"

"If you let someone follow me, be careful of your skin."

"Ayang~"

"I'll just say it once."

"Ayang, where do you live now?"

"You don't need to worry about it." He said and hung up the phone.

"Ding dong." "Ding dong."

Han Yang came to the door and saw an ordinary woman holding a bunch of flowers through the cat's eyes.He opened the door, and the woman smiled professionally, "Mr. Han Yang, I have your flowers and packages. I arrived in the morning, but you have not been at home."

"Hmm. Thanks."

Han Yang looked at the flowers wrapped in sky-blue colored paper in his hand, and roughly counted them, there were thirteen flowers in total.The rose-like flowers are pink and red, and the smell is the same as that of Mu Qingyan.

Who will send flowers and roses?I think it was Mu Qingyan who cut it in his garden this morning, right?

No sincerity.

Han Yang casually threw the rose on the sandalwood coffee table, and looked at the boxy package wrapped in pink floral black cloth in a blink of an eye.

He had an ominous premonition.

Untie the cloth knot, revealing a jet black food box.When the lid of the food box was opened, the familiar aroma came out.The porridge with preserved egg and lean meat was still steaming, which made people feel very pity in the early winter.

No sincerity.

Han Yang looked at the porridge again and again, thinking whether to throw it away or eat it.

Forget it, even if you eat Mu Qingyan, you don't know.Thinking of this, Han Yang brought a spoon.

After scooping out a spoonful, the rice grains were boiled crystal clear and all bloomed.The preserved eggs are also full of elasticity.Han Yang rubbed his nose, and unintuitively ate up a box of porridge.

That doesn't mean he's forgiven.So Han Yang threw Qiangwei into the trash can.

The next day, and the next day...

Han Yang opened the door and said to the woman who delivered the flowers, "Throw away the flowers and the package."

"This one……"

Han Yang narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Give it to you."

The woman blushed, smiled sweetly like honey, and immediately stammered: "Really, really?"

"Well. If there are any flowers in the future, I will give them to you. The porridge in the package will also be given to you."

The woman was completely bewildered by Han Yang's smiling face, and she was as happy as if she was about to get a celebrity's autographed photo. "Thanks."

"You're welcome." Han Yang closed the door and went back to the bedroom impatiently to sleep.In fact, Han Yang has not slept until after 6 o'clock in the past five years, and he has long been used to getting up early.But there was nothing to do in the apartment, so I had to sleep to pass the time.

If you want to know Chen Zhiyue's actions after the failure of the follow-up plan, and Mu Qingyan's reaction after knowing that the things she gave were forwarded to others, let's see the detailed explanation in the next chapter.

A little side story:

It is said that on the first day of moving into the apartment, Han Yang prepared to change his clothes before taking a bath at night.

There is a large wardrobe in the huge bedroom, there is a drawer for ties alone, there is another drawer for socks, and three drawers for floral underwear...

Han Yang gritted his teeth and drew a villain, with the three big characters "Mu Qingyan" written in Junxiu's handwriting. The first thing he did when he got up every day was to prick it with a needle.

At the same time, Mu Qingyan, who was cutting rose branches, suddenly felt a pain in his chest.He clutched the old gunshot wound and murmured: "Why does it feel like being stabbed into a villain...?"

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☆, killer

"Ding dong."

Han Yang endured it and opened the door.It was the woman from a few days ago. "Why is it you again?" Sighing lightly, he continued, "Didn't I say to give you something?"

"Ah, hug, I'm sorry. The customer asked me to sign for it."

"... Forget it." Han Yang took Qiangwei and the package. "Did the delivery person register their phone number?"

"Let me take a look." The woman took out the book, flipped through a few pages, and said, "Yes, it's registered."

Han Yang took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called the number on the notebook.

Mu Qingyan's behavior like this is simply harassment, knocking on the door every morning more punctually than the alarm clock.asshole.As soon as the phone was connected, Han Yang couldn't help scolding in a cold voice: "Mu Qingyan, are you sick?"

"Huh? What's the matter? I'm on my way to your side now." There was a car horn on the other end of the phone, and it seemed that Mu Qingyan was on the road.

"Who allowed you to come?"

"I bought a lot of vegetables. You haven't gone out for several days. Are there not enough stocks at home?"

have a finger in the pie.

"How dare you send someone to spy on me? Or did you install a camera in the house?" Han Yang couldn't help but turn around and glance at the corner of the wall.

"Hehe, no. I just let people stare at the door of the apartment. Ah Yang, Chen Zhiyue..."

Before he finished speaking, gunshots came from the phone, followed by noisy and chaotic voices.

"Mu Qingyan? Mu Qingyan!" Han Yang shouted, but the gunshots continued. "Damn it!"

Han Yang dropped the rose flower, pushed aside the woman in front of him, and ran into the stairs like a dash.

The petals were scattered all over the ground, scattered in a disorderly manner, and the package also fell aside.The woman who delivered the things was a little dazed by Han Yang's sudden action, and when she saw the open door, she turned around and called out to Han Yang.But Han Yang had already run away without a trace.

Han Yang dashed down from the stairs on the third floor, taking three steps at a time.

Bastard Mu Qingyan, what happened?Why are there gunshots?Is he injured?

Han Yang ran out of the gate on the ground floor, but he didn't know where Mu Qingyan was.

It stands to reason that Mu Qingyan is on his way here, so he shouldn't be far away.Moreover, he must have left the supermarket and was attacked before getting into the car.

Damn it!Who is so bold?Dare to shoot in public places?

Han Yang ran while thinking, wanting to hail a taxi, but he didn't come across one after waiting for a while.He flagged down the nearest bicycle, dragged its owner off and rode on.

The other party had planned for a long time, and Mu Qingyan must have been injured.Thinking of this, Han Yang couldn't help speeding up.He stood on the bicycle without sitting down, wishing to arrive at the scene of the incident immediately.

Han Yang rode towards Mu Qingyan's house, looking for a convenience store along the way.

As time passed, Han Yang became more and more impatient.Such a blatant shooting would not be done without certainty of victory.Since I heard several gunshots, it means that the first shot failed to kill Mu Qingyan.But how could he escape as a wounded person?

...Chen Zhiyue.

The person behind this incident must be Chen Zhiyue.

After thinking so much, Han Yang really couldn't calm down and think about the whole story.

Damn it!Mu Qingyan If you die, I will plan your grave! !

Han Yang was driving on the road in a hurry, and almost had a traffic accident along the road.

—No, no, no!

The place of the incident could not be found anywhere.At this time, more than half an hour had passed the shooting time.Han Yang took out his mobile phone and dialed Mu Qingyan's number - no one answered.

He must have lost his phone, that's right.Bastard Mu Qingyan, don't you know that I can contact him only if I have a mobile phone? !

Han Yang cursed, and rode on the bike again.Gradually, the crowd walked towards the same direction. The faces of those people were full of curiosity and excitement, and words like "shoot" were vaguely heard in their mouths.

Han Yang quickly turned the car around and drove in that direction.

Don't worry, Mu Qingyan!

When he finally arrived at the place, Han Yang casually left the bicycle aside, pushed aside the crowd and squeezed into the circle.He was panting badly, sweat profusely on his forehead, and his five-colored hair clung to his face.

Squeezing into the innermost circle of the crowd, Han Yang saw a few small pools of blood and a cell phone dropped on the ground.

Sure enough, Mu Qingyan lost his phone.Looking at the incomparably bright fresh blood, Han Yang couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.How could there be blood?Where did Mu Qingyan hurt?How could there be so much blood?

Generally speaking, in a season like this, blood would not immediately flow to the ground even if one was injured, unless...a major artery was injured.

Han Yang felt dizzy and couldn't stand still.It is impossible to think about questions such as "how long will it take for the blood to flow to the ground after the aorta is injured".

A wretched man in his 40s hesitated to bend down to pick up Mu Qingyan's cell phone and keep it privately. Han Yang quickly rushed over to grab the man and took the cell phone away.

"Get lost!" Han Yangli shouted.

The man bowed his head and left amidst the murmurs around him.

Han Yang turned on Mu Qingyan's cell phone and searched for contacts and call records.

But after searching and searching, there is only "Ayang" in the contacts, and even the call records are only with myself.

idiot!Does he use his mobile phone as a decoration? !

Han Yang didn't have time to think about why Mu Qingyan had his own number, he asked passers-by about the situation after the incident.But all the people who were present at that time escaped, and now the rest are just watching the fun.

"Cao!" Han Yang put away Mu Qingyan's cell phone, and took out the number he dialed Lin Yaoyi.By this time an hour had passed.

"Beep-beep-beep-" The phone rang for a long time before Lin Yao answered.

"Do you know where Mu Qingyan is now?"

"Han Yang? Da Mu is on his way to the hospital now...do you know what happened?"

"Well, I'm at the crossroads in front of the XXX supermarket, come and pick me up."

"Okay, I'll let my men come and pick you up."

After hanging up the phone, Han Yang waited at the intersection for nearly half an hour, and it was nearly three hours before he saw Mu Qingyan.

Mu Qingyan was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face. The private hospital of Lin Yao's family had complete facilities, and there was only one bed in the huge ward, which looked a bit monotonous and lonely.

The first thing Han Yang said when he saw Lin Yaoyi was: "Are you dead?"

After getting the answer of "not yet", Han Yang was visibly relieved.Mu Qingyan's subordinates standing on the other side couldn't help the black lines.Why do the two seem to be cursing the young master?

After Han Yang handed Mu Qingyan's mobile phone to Lin Yaoyi, he turned and left.Lin Yao caught up and asked, "The anesthesia hasn't worn off yet, and he's still lethargic. Why don't you stay with him for a while?"

Han Yang turned his head and replied viciously: "I am very angry to see that he is not dead." As he said, he stopped. "Tell Mu Qingyan when he wakes up, and I'll take off his clothes and throw him into the women's toilet for the ugly girl to rape and kill him!"

So, Lin Yaoyi was left alone in the messy corridor of the hospital.

"Really, why are you so angry?"

Actually, Han Yang didn't know why he was so angry.Probably because Mu Qingyan is too stupid to avoid being shot?While thinking this way, Han Yang got into the car and left.

The attack was full of loopholes.One is on the street, the other is that there is no silencer installed, the third is that he deliberately let himself know that Mu Qingyan was attacked, and finally... the operation failed.

It's just intentional.

Han Yang pursed his lips and thought, the person behind the scenes must still be doing something, this time is just the beginning.So, what is his purpose?

Tired all day, Han Yang didn't eat anything.When I got home, I washed and washed, and then I ate something casually. It was almost dusk.

While drinking milk, the phone rang.

Han Yang looked at the phone screen and frowned, his handsome face was full of disgust. "Why are you looking for me?"

"Ayang, your attitude makes me very sad."

"It's okay, I'm hanging up."

"I have someone here."

Han Yang threw the finished milk carton into the trash can casually and accurately, and said in a muffled voice, "It's none of my business that you have two people."

"He wants to see you."

"There are many people who want to see me."

Han Yang blocked Chen Zhiyue's words, but the other end of the phone was not angry or said anything, only smiled a few times.

"What time? Where will we meet?"

"Now there is a car under your building, and it will pick you up."

Han Yang hung up the phone, changed his clothes and went out.Sure enough, there was a white car parked in a conspicuous place downstairs. Seeing Han Yang coming out of the door, he honked the horn.

Han Yang was taken to a western restaurant, and Elora waited at the door, leading him in.

The entire restaurant was taken over by Chen Zhiyue, and from a distance, Han Yang saw a familiar figure beside Chen Zhiyue.That figure was so familiar, Han Yang could see it every day for five years.

"Xu Lie?"

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☆, Han Yang's biological father

Han Yang looked at Xu Lie in casual clothes, even though he was not wearing camouflage uniform, Han Yang recognized him at a glance. "Xu Lie? Why are you here?"

"Bayonet." Xu Lie stood up and greeted Han Yang by his code name.

For Xu Lie's appearance, Han Yang was very puzzled and suspicious.Xu Lie is Chen Zhiyue's subordinate, and Han Yang knows this.Well, his presence here now means...

Han Yang sat down, turned his head and asked Chen Zhiyue coldly: "What is your purpose for doing this?"

Chen Zhiyue raised her eyebrows provocatively, "Guess."

Rolling his eyes impatiently, Han Yang raised his legs and said, "What do you want from me?"

"Hmm..." Chen Zhiyue covered her lips with her fingers, as if thinking. "Do you know that Mu Qingyan is dead?"

Han Yang's eyelids twitched subconsciously, and then he laughed out loud: "Hehehe, stop joking." Mu Qingyan was lying down in Lin Yaoyi's private hospital.

"Huh?" Chen Zhiyue refilled the cup in front of her, and the crystal clear light green tea fragrance floated up with the white steam and flowed in everyone's noses.

"Who did you listen to nonsense?" Chen Zhiyue's tone was still a little mocking and helpless, he picked up the rust red carved cup and blew on it.

"..." Han Yang was inevitably a little puzzled.Could it be that Lin Yaoyi was lying to himself...?Thinking of this, Han Yang pursed his lips even tighter.

But maybe, for someone like Chen Zhiyue, "scheming" is a perfect description for him.Maybe, he would lie to himself again.

Chen Zhiyue looked at Han Yang's expression, and smiled slowly: "Don't believe it? You know Xu Lie's skills."

Xu Lie? !

It was Xu Lie who carried out the shooting mission!

Han Yang suddenly raised his head and looked at the expressionless Xu Lie.He swallowed several times, but couldn't calm down.

Of course Han Yang knows Xu Lie's skills.It can be said that as long as it is the task he performs, there is no failure. ...Then now, Mu Qingyan's situation is... dead?

No, not possible!

Han Yang turned his head and asked Xu Lie in a trembling voice: "Xu Lie...you won't lie to me, will you?"

"……Um."

"Then...the target of today's assassination..."

"One shot to the arm, three shots to the vitals."

"... died on the spot?"

"No, but it's too late even if you rescue him in time, you'll bleed too much and die."

When Han Yang heard the last word, his face was already very pale.He stretched out his hand to stroke his bangs, revealing his smooth forehead. "Hehehe, it's impossible."

Chen Zhiyue put one hand on Han Yang's knee, patted it comfortingly, and said, "Don't think too much about it."

Han Yang's eyes turned sharply, he grabbed Chen Zhiyue's arm, stood up and twisted it vigorously, and pressed his hand behind his back on the tea table.The half-drunk tea was poured out, and soon flowed gracefully down the edge of the table.

The translucent green liquid reflects a gentle and quiet light under the light.

Neither Han nor Chen made any further moves.It wasn't until a puddle of water was poured on the blanket that Han Yang asked in a bone-piercing voice, "Why did you kill him?"

Xu Lie on the side looked worriedly at the imposing Han Yang, it was the first time he heard such a cold tone.Although Han Yang was also cold when he first arrived at the camp, it was the coldness of not being close to others, but now it is a demonic desire to kill.

Seeing that Chen Zhiyue was silent, Han Yang broke his wrist forcefully and said, "Speak."

"..."

"Hehehe, Chen Zhiyue, I want to break off your fingers one by one." Han Yang said "one by one" very gently, as if he was reading a gentle poem.

"Han Yang." Seeing his appearance, Xu Lie couldn't help but remind him.

"Shut up!" Han Yang turned his head and shouted loudly.His eyes were red, like a devil about to kill. "You followed Chen Zhiyue's orders and I won't hold you accountable, so don't worry about it!"

"Ah Yang, what are you attacking him for?" Chen Zhiyue moved the fingers that were tightly held by Han Yang, but found that she couldn't move at all. "Don't you not love him? Why are you so excited?"

Han Yang gritted his teeth and didn't answer.

"Could it be...you still love him?" Chen Zhiyue broke away when Han Yang's hand was relaxed, and he straightened up.He said again: "How about I help you organize a ghost marriage?"

Han Yang knocked down Chen Zhiyue who had just finished speaking with a punch.He said "calm down" silently, but the veins on his forehead stood out.

"Heh—" Han Yang, who was highly emotional, couldn't help but sneer, his spirit was on the verge of collapse.

"Why did you die?" Han Yang sat down on the chair and covered his eyes with his hands, unable to see the specific expression.All he knew was that his voice was haggard and hoarse.

"Why kill him?"

Chen Zhiyue stood up from the ground, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth. "It's really hard to start, completely disregarding the friendship between us."

"Mu Qingyan is too in the way."

"..."

"First, he snatched you away. Second, I want Yancheng."

"...boring." Saying that, Han Yang picked up his coat and walked away.

Chen Zhiyue must have some purpose in looking for her today.Certainly not just telling himself the news of Mu Qingyan's death.

Just as she was thinking, Chen Zhiyue called.

"Ayang."

"..."

"I just forgot to say that my... father wants to see you."

"I don't know who your father is." Han Yang refused without thinking.

"Ah, if the old man hears your words, he will die of grief. We are brothers."

Han Yang's throat tightened, he forgot that he and Chen Zhiyue were half-brothers.But which elder brother would calculate his younger brother like this? "No."

"I can't go. I can't stand him getting angry."

"None of my business."

"Hey, forget it. I'm just telling you, don't blame me for not reminding you when the old man comes to arrest people."

"Shut up! Damn me..." Han Yang was about to curse when suddenly a muscular man in a black suit and black leather shoes approached him.

They bent slightly and said, "Young Master Han Yang, Master invites you again."

During the phone call, when Chen Zhiyue heard that Han Yang was silent, she gloated and said, "Haha, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here. Then we will see you later." Then he hung up the phone.

Han Yang looked at the [-] or [-] dark people and said, "What a disgusting family." He followed the man in the suit and got into the car.

Han Yang didn't know why Chen's father wanted to see him on a whim.But he really didn't want to deal with that family.Chen Zhiyue is already so annoying, and now there is another Chen father.

And Mu Qingyan... Is that kid dead or not?

If he called Lin Yaoyi now, he would probably get an untrue answer.Since Lin Yaoyi wanted to hide it from himself, there must be some reason, and he would not tell himself the truth easily.

From this point of view, regarding the question of whether Mu Qingyan is dead or not, he can only go to the hospital to have a look.

Damn, why didn't I think to take a look at that person before leaving today? !

And now he is held back by the nasty father Chen, so he can't go to the hospital right away.

The more Han Yang thought about it, the darker his face became, and finally he couldn't help cursing "Cao", which attracted the attention of the men in black in the car.But after all, they were very well-behaved, and after instinctively glanced at Han Yang, they stopped taking any action.

About an hour later, the sky was completely dark, and Han Yang was brought to a modern villa with western style.

Han Yang originally thought that Chen Zhiyue's old family would be an older castle, but now it seems that it is not.Maybe only that guy is a freak.

At the entrance of the neat and chic villa, an old butler in his fifties or sixties nodded kindly when he saw Han Yang, and said, "Master has been waiting for a long time."

Afterwards, all the men in black stopped, and only Han Yang followed the old housekeeper to the hall.

Walk through a long corridor and go up the stairs to the first floor.The housekeeper led Han Yang to a door.Said to Han Yang, "Master is in the study, please invite Young Master Han Yang to go in."

"Yeah." Han Yang nodded coldly.The people in this family seemed to be close to him, but they called out "Master Han Yang", "Master Han Yang".If you really regarded yourself as your own family, why did you add a name to distinguish it before "Young Master"?

Hmph, the servants are like this, mostly because the people above have the same attitude.So, Father Chen will never do anything like admitting relatives this time.

After all, look down on people.

Han Yang opened the door and went in. There was a faint fragrance of camphor wood in the study.The study is not very big, but it is full of things.

Two walls are bookshelves that reach to the ceiling, and the other two walls are a few tables with various things.Han Yang didn't take a closer look, walked up to Father Chen who was sitting on the wooden sofa, nodded neither humble nor overbearing, and said, "You keep looking for me?"

Father Chen was a little lost in thought, looked at Han Yang for a while, and then pointed to the sofa next to him. "sit."

Han Yang sat down as promised and stopped talking.

The two stared at each other for a few minutes. Father Chen coughed and said, "You look a lot like your mother."

"It's too early to die, I have already forgotten what she looks like."

Sure enough, Father Chen's face darkened and he didn't speak.Suddenly, the study fell into silence again.

Hmph, Han Yang sneered calmly.If he guessed correctly, this dying father probably couldn't forget his dead mother, so he had to find himself to appease his ashamed heart.

But is it okay to be ashamed?

The mother was naturally arrogant and unwilling to share her love with other women, so she resolutely left with her baby.Later, I went to the village of my grandparents.Half a year later, he died of depression and overwork.

It's easy to say that, but she is a woman who doesn't understand the language, and she is with a child in a completely unfamiliar environment... Han Yang doesn't know whether the cause of her mother's death is excessive grief or malnutrition during breastfeeding.

But, in the final analysis, it was all the fault of the man in front of him!Therefore, Han Yang has no attachment to this so-called "father" guy.

"Your hair...what was its original color?"

"black."

Father Chen sighed after hearing this, and said to himself: "Your mother has beautiful long chestnut hair. But your eyes are very similar to your mother... just like the blue sky."

"Old man, if you came to me just to say these words, then I will leave first. Save these words and tell that woman." Han Yang said as he got up and wanted to leave.

For a moment, Han Yang saw a vicious and domineering look in Father Chen's cloudy eyes, and when he looked closely, he couldn't figure it out.Come to think of it, Chen Zhiyue's father was also a hero when he was young.

"Han Yang, if you have any difficulties, you can tell me. I want to do something for me and her child before I die."

"Hmph." Han Yang sneered disdainfully. "No need." He didn't want to say anything more to the man in front of him, and he didn't even want to give him a word.

Come to think of it, Chen Zhiyue and Chen Ran are also half brothers and sisters, right?Hehe, I can't tell that Father Chen was a romantic figure when he was young.

"It's okay, I'll go first." Han Yang shook his hands and walked towards the door. "Oh, right."

He clutched the doorknob and turned around, "There is indeed one thing that needs your help - please keep your precious son away from me." After finishing speaking, he left without looking back.

"...Han Yang?" Father Chen smiled alone, "Interesting child, his unruly personality is very similar to her mother." He walked to the desk, connected the internal phone, and said in a hoarse voice: "Zhiyue Are you back? Let him come to my study when he comes back. "

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When the butler saw Han Yang coming out of the study, his face was not happy, but he didn't say anything, and just sent him to the car at the door.

When the car door was about to close, Chen Zhiyue came to Han Yang.

"Why did you leave as soon as I came?" Chen Zhiyue put one hand on the door of the car, and asked Han Yang who was bending over and rushing into the car.

"drive."

The driver was always able to distinguish between the owner and the guest, seeing that Chen Zhiyue was still hanging on the door, he didn't drive.In this way, Han Yang's face became even darker.

"Really, won't you wait for me to go back together?"

"..."

"Master, Master invites you to the study." The butler at the side stepped forward to resolve the embarrassment.

"Well, I got it. Ayang, I haven't seen you for several days. I'll call you when I go back today." Chen Zhiyue put one hand to his ear as if making a phone call, and closed the car door with the other.

Han Yang sat in the back seat of the car, thinking whether to go to see Mu Qingyan's situation today, or wait until tomorrow.

At this moment, Han Yang had basically calmed down.A lot happened today.Mu Qingyan was attacked, Chen Zhiyue asked him to meet, and there was also Chen's father.Han Yang had to calm down and think about it before he could find some clues.

So, it's better to go to see Mu Qingyan tomorrow, anyway, it's just one night no matter whether he lives or dies.

Han Yang stared at the orange street lights retreating quickly outside the car, dazed in a daze.In fact, there is another reason for not going to visit Mu Qingyan immediately tonight, that is, Han Yang is afraid that he will not be able to bear the blow of the facts.He may need some time to get ready.

Han Yang deliberately avoided this reason, and closed his eyes watching the night scene with neon lights flickering.

In the early morning of the next day, Han Yang rubbed his slightly black eyes with bags under his eyes.I thought about it all night last night, but couldn't figure it out.

Only a few things figured out.One is that Chen Zhiyue told herself about Mu Qingyan's "death" in order to hurt herself.Now I don't know why he wants to beat himself, but Chen Zhiyue often does things just on a whim.

Even after much deliberation, I can't be sure whether his news is true or false.If true, he did it to beat himself up.If it's fake, then it can only be said that it's because Chen Zhiyue wanted to hit and play with her on a whim.No matter how you look at it, there are two things he can do.

This is the first, and the second is: Father Chen's life is not long.

That's why he wanted to see him, and the status of the Chen family would also be affected, so that Chen Zhiyue couldn't wait to implement the plan.

The life and death of the upper class don't care about Han Yang's affairs, he just wants to make sure that Mu Qingyan is dead.

If it's not dead, it's fine.I can feel at ease, after all, he had an accident on the way to visit him.If he died... Han Yang was sitting in the taxi, his lips were turning red.Since don't head, if you die, then die.

Han Yang soon arrived at Lin Yaoyi's private hospital. He restrained his emotions and followed the nurse steadily to Mu Qingyan's ward.

Through the glass of the door, Han Yang saw the winter morning light gently caressing Mu Qingyan's slightly pale cheeks.His thick black eyelashes were pressed together as if asleep.

Lin Yao fell asleep lying on Mu Qingyan's bed, he must have suffered from Mu Qingyan all night, right?

Unknowingly, Han Yang was infected by An Mi's scene, and he just appeared outside the ward.

Mu Qingyan's black butterfly-like eyelashes trembled twice, and slowly opened.Seeing Lin Yaoyi sleeping beside the bed, he unconsciously frowned with an apologetic expression.

Han Yang was stunned for a while, and when he saw Mu Ping open his eyes and look around the ward, he knew he was still alive.Taking a deep breath, Han Yang showed a relieved smile.In such a peaceful environment, I also know that it is very calm and peaceful.

Since you are still alive, I can leave with peace of mind.

Han Yang turned and left.

"Ayang!"

An elusive voice came, echoing softly in the quiet corridor.Han Yang froze his legs.

He didn't want to stay, he should go.

Han Yang resisted the desire to look back, and even his fingers trembled.But...but I really want to take another look at Mu Qingyan.

Time passed by second by second, and Han Yang seemed to hear the sound of "tick, tick".Suddenly, a hand pressed Han Yang's shoulder.Han Yang was startled.

"Since you're here, let's go in and have a look."

Lin Yaoyi's weak and hoarse voice came from behind, and Han Yang subconsciously exhaled.What are you afraid of?

Han Yang followed Lin Yao into the ward, in a trance, Han Yang looked at the two people in front of him, feeling like an outsider.

Mu Qingyan looked at Han Yang with a smile, and the latter immediately turned cold and said, "Don't look, I didn't bring anything."

Who would want to bring you a visiting gift.Don't waste your money buying things until you're sure you're dead.

Mu Qingyan smiled, not hurt by Han Yang's tone. "I was thinking, why are you here?"

"I'll see if you're dead or not."

Lin Yaoyi poured a glass of water on the small cabinet beside the bed, and said, "I'm going out to buy breakfast, has Han Yang eaten it?"

"not yet."

Mu Qingyan looked at Lin Yaoyi, and his voice was weak after the operation: "Buy a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge."

Lin Yao nodded, put on his coat, and left.

Han Yang sat on the chair beside the bed without changing his expression, naturally raised his legs.The two looked at each other for a while, Han Yang turned his head away and said, "What happened yesterday?"

Mu Qingyan just woke up from the anesthetic after the operation, and this is the first time since yesterday.He rested for a while and said, "Give me some water, please."

Han Yang stayed where he was, not moving.

With Mu Qingyan like this now, how can he feed him water?Thinking about it, Han Yang black line.Mu Qingyan looked at Han Yang's slightly embarrassed face, knowing that his little fairy must have thought of something strange again.

He smiled mischievously, "Ayang, I'm so thirsty."

"Shut up, I know."

"Then give me some water. I just finished the operation and I can't move."

"It's so noisy." Han Yang stood up, approached Mu Qingyan to raise the pillow, and carried Mu Qingyan to let him lean on the pillow.

Mu Qingyan took a deep breath calmly, as soon as Ah Yang approached, the surrounding air would be filled with a pleasant smell.

Han Yang brought the cup filled with water and placed it near Mu Qingyan's mouth. "Drink it."

"Ayang," Mu Qingyan smiled wryly. "I can't drink like this."

After watching it for a while, Han Yang knew that Mu Qingyan really couldn't drink it.He looked at Mu Qingyan's expectant expression, and walked out of the ward with a dark face.

Seeing that the little goblin left without hesitation, Mu Qingyan thought that he had gone too far, and hurriedly shouted: "Ayang, I won't drink anymore, come back soon."

Han Yang turned his head at the door and cursed viciously: "Shut up! It's so noisy!" Then he turned around and disappeared into the corridor.

Mu Qingyan's expression darkened, he didn't expect that Ayang couldn't stand the teasing, if he knew this, he wouldn't tease Ayang.

Not long after, Han Yang appeared at the door of the ward.Mu Qingyan said happily: "I thought you left."

Han Yang squinted at him, put the straw in his hand into the cup, held the straw and the cup, and pressed the other end of the straw against Mu Qingyan's lips.

Those dry white lips were deformed by the pressure, Mu Qingyan smiled and sucked the straw, but kept staring at Han Yang.

"Don't look at me."

"Ayang, you are so fierce today."

Han Yang lowered his eyelids, for fear that Mu Qingyan would notice his discomfort.

fierce?really.

He himself didn't know why he couldn't calm down in front of Mu Qingyan.what happened?Why so disturbed?

Damn, what do I care about?

Mu Qingyan held Han Yang's hand quickly, and said softly, "Why are you so absent-minded?"

"Aren't you unable to move?" Han Yang closed his eyes and said angrily, quickly withdrew his hand, almost spilling half of the water in the glass.

"I can move now."

"Slick tone." Han Yang put down his cup, and said again: "Since I know you are still alive, then I should go too." Then he stood up.

"Ayang." Mu Qingyan hurriedly wanted to grab Han Yang's hand, but he couldn't because of lack of strength. "Ayang, stay with me for a while. It will be fine in a while."

For some reason, Han Yang couldn't bear to see Mu Qingyan begging others so humblely.He sat down and waited for Mu Qingyan's next words.

"Actually, I'm very happy that you came today. Really. I didn't expect you to take the initiative to see me." Mu Qingyan smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking very reassuring under the sun