strayed into the world

The next day, Quan Ce ordered a lot of furniture, just to renew the living room.And there are more colors in Qingche's room. The wallpaper of pastoral floral flowers was chosen by Quan Ce, but Qingche's favorite is the swing chair by the window sill. He often likes to lie on the swing chair in a daze.Looking out the window, he was dazed, not knowing what to think.

Every time Chen enters the house and delivers medicine, he can see Qing Che sleeping on the swing chair with a doll in his arms.

He couldn't help but sighed, but at such a young age, he was full of worries, and when he should have been the most innocent and naive, he had tasted the warmth and coldness of human feelings.Although Quan Ce didn't say a word about Qing Che, it's not difficult to judge the cause of the matter based on Chen's understanding of Quan Ce and his ability to observe words and emotions.What's more, when she saw Qing Che lying in a pool of blood with her own eyes, at that moment she really thought that the child would never wake up again.

Now that he has run on the line of life and death, his personality is even more withdrawn and reticent.If she hadn't deliberately talked to him, she wouldn't have seen him speak at the end of the day.When I was lying in bed before, I was lethargic all day long. These days, my health has improved, but I still don't have much energy.Sick, with heavy dark shadows under the eye circles.Touching his forehead, it was even more strange that he didn't have a fever.Sometimes I start sleeping in the morning and wake up at five in the afternoon.Occasionally seeing him come out to drink water is listless, with two panda eyes, which makes Chen feel very distressed.When asked what was wrong with him, he just shook his head.Otherwise, it is perfunctory to say nothing.

I thought it was wrong.Wait for the young master to come back and tell him the situation.In this family, after all, Quan Ce is his closest relative.

***

Actually, Quan Ce also dreamed the dream that Qing Che had.It's exactly the same, and it's hard to tell whether it's reality or a dream, or maybe this is what he thought in his heart.When I woke up, my heart was tingling, and it didn't calm down until I saw the peaceful sleeping face beside me.That day, he sat in the car for three hours with Xia Qingche sleeping beside him, his thoughts were in a mess.

……

"Boss."

The anxious voice of the secretary interrupted Quan Ce's solemn thoughts.look at her,

"what's up?"

"Mr. He from Yingbang is already at the elevator entrance."

It turned out to be so urgent, Quan Ce waved his hand,

"understood."

There was a faint smile in front of his eyes, and there was a chill in anticipation.It is the longing and excitement of waiting for prey to fall into the trap.

It's just that the ending depends on whether the director is superior or the screenwriter is superior.

***

A few minutes later, the luxurious office was unexpectedly peaceful, without swords and swords blazing, and the posing "Mr. He" in front of him looked like a woman, with long hair reaching her waist and a graceful figure, wearing a red cheongsam and sitting in front of Quan Ce Smoking a long cigarette.

With a cigar in his mouth, Quan Ce waited with great interest for some interesting story from this non-male, non-female person.

Mu He raised his eyebrows and frivolously looked at the handsome mixed-race man in front of him.Smiling lightly, "Everyone says that the Quanzong is handsome and a rare handsome man. Today, I met this deity. It's really better to meet him than to be famous."

"I think meeting is worse than being famous."

Mu He didn't get angry and changed his posture. The strong smell of perfume made Quan Ce feel sick.Now the office has to be repainted.

"President Quan, you took so much trouble to call Mu to come, not to torture Mu, right?"

A smile flashed across Quan Ce's deep silver eyes, which were quickly submerged by the thick fog.The index finger tapped the solid wood handrail rhythmically, making mechanical and regular sounds, as if the footsteps of the god of death were coming here, exhaling smoke rings, and the air was filled with smoke, "Of course not."

'Mr. He' was originally named Mu He.As we all know, Mu He is Liao San's confidant and the backbone of Yingbang.Quan Ce knew a little bit about the relationship between Mu He and Liao San when Liao San was only the head of Ji Gong.

"As far as I know, the relationship between Mr. He and Liao San is not like an enemy."

Quan Ce's sculpted face maintained a modest smile from the beginning to the end, and his indifferent and cold tone was full of evil, which made people shudder.

"Hahahahahaha..." Muhe suddenly laughed, with a bit of bitterness in his smile.The first-class cosmetics were applied on the coquettish face, but the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes could not be concealed. "Yeah, everyone thinks that Liao San and I are not enemies, but lovers. Unfortunately, I hate him." The ending sound was deep and dignified. "I can't wait for him to die. Believe me, there is no one in this world who hates him more than me."

There is a lot of love in this world, some love is perfect, some love is fierce and passionate, some love is torn apart, bloody and strong... Love to the extreme is nothing more than hate... There is as much love as there is hate...

***

Before Mu He arrived, Quan Ce had already heard the rumors about him and Liao San.Mu He has followed Liao San in the underworld since he was a child, and regards him as his elder brother, and even more so, his only love.Thinking that Liao San, who was full of fat, was also a character when he was young, and there were many people who admired him. In order to get Liao San's love, Mu Hyuk willingly underwent sex reassignment surgery.He thought that Liao San would be able to give up his heart to him in this way.As a result, good fortune tricks people...

"The old man actually told me that he didn't like my woman's body. I had already become a woman for him, endured the pain of being cut by a knife, and took Laoshizi's hormone-suppressing medicine every day, but he said he loved men."

Muhe's bright red fingertips were resting on the metal cigarette rod, and there was a wave of intense love and hate mixed in his eyes.

"So, I hate!"

Quan Ce stopped his fingers and smiled evilly,

"I know how it feels."

Because we are all the same, before we have tasted the taste of love, we are the first to experience the thickness of hate.

***

villa.

"咚咚咚~~~~~" The sound of hurried footsteps came from the corridor, the door was pushed open, and the thin and small white figure staggered into the bedroom and bathroom...

"No, no...how could there be no..." I remember it was clearly put here in the morning.

sink, no...

Cabinets, and no...

Around the toilet, no no... nowhere.

"I remember clearly putting it here..."

The boy in the mirror had red eyes anxiously, and muttered in his pink mouth as if possessed by an evil spirit, "I can't throw it away, that..."

Could it be that he misremembered and dropped it somewhere else?Qing Che thought, and went outside to continue searching.

Chen, who was attracted by the movement upstairs, took a deep breath as soon as he stepped into the room.I thought I was in the wrong place, the pillow was on the floor, the quilt was on the chair, and a lot of clothes were scattered on the carpet. This was either an atomic bomb or a burglary.Then seeing Qing Che with a pale face in the middle of the clothes, kneeling on the ground in the pile of clothes as if looking for something, Chen was worried about his injury.Xu Chi said that he should not make too many moves for a month, and he didn't know if seeing such a situation would have any impact.

"Qingche! What's wrong?!"

Chen was worried about whether he was injured, so he came in to see what he was looking for on the ground, and kept muttering, "Where did you go... where did you go..."

"Qing Che, what are you looking for, tell Aunt Chen, okay?"

Qing Che didn't seem to hear, and continued to search in the pile of clothes. After searching for a while, she crawled to the wardrobe and rummaged through it.At this time, the door had already attracted a lot of onlookers, some gloated, some whispered, some took the opportunity to please, and some were indifferent.

"Xia Qingche, you are talking, but the housekeeper is asking you something? Why are you doing this?"

"Qing Che, tell us what you are looking for, and we will help you find it together."

All kinds of voices exploded in the room, but Qing Che couldn't hear or see anything... He just wanted to quickly find that treasure that was more important to him than his life, and he couldn't lose it.

"Qingche!" Chen's voice silenced all the noise, the majesty and status of the old butler was self-evident in the whole family, and even the whole plan would give her three points, so no one dared to speak. "Qingche! You don't listen to Aunt Chen?!"

Qing Che regained his senses when his hand was grabbed. Looking at the worried old housekeeper in front of him, he didn't want to make her worry, nor did he not listen to her... He covered Aunt Chen's hand, grabbed it, and opened the corner of his mouth , the bitter taste penetrated into the mouth, hesitating for a long time before finishing a sentence,

"What to do...it's gone...Aunt Chen...the bracelet, the bracelet is gone..."

***

At this moment, in the president's office on the top floor of Kebin, Mu Hyuk left three hours ago.The room was filled with smog, and rising white smoke floated on the ceiling, unable to dissipate for a long time, like the eyes of a man.

He never did multiple-choice questions, and never considered that there would be a second ending.Once you start to hesitate about A or B, you have fallen into an unknown abyss.The unknown is the scariest thing.

What Mu Hyuk left for him was not a multiple-choice question, there was only one answer, and it was still an open book.As long as he picks up a pen and writes down the answers, the exam will be successfully completed.But this time, he did not have the joy of victory.Will the pen in the hand be dropped or picked up? ...

"President Quan, do you want to help you locate your son for dinner?"

Miss Secretary reminded Quan Ce to come back to his senses, the sky was already dark.Looking at the time, he actually stayed in the office for so long.Recently, he has been running to the villa almost every day, and he is somewhat used to having dinner with that person at this time.Are you used to it? ...still a bad habit.

"The old seat." If everything returns to the original point, will the pen in my hand be able to be put down?

"Yes!"