The paranoid milk dog is actually me

Xie Anheng lowered his eyes: "Didn't my brother promise to talk to me, why are you leaving now that you see me?"

At this moment, the feeling of strangeness that Xie Anheng gave him once again came to mind: "I promised to talk to you, but how could you treat Brother Xiangyang like this? He is your elder brother!"

After speaking, he wanted to bypass him and chase him out, but Xie Anheng stopped him with a stride of his long legs, and with a little effort forced Xie Xingzhi back into the room, and closed the door with a click.

"Brother is my elder brother, and I only have elder brother." Xie Anheng looked at him quietly with a smile on his lips.

Xie Xingzhi instinctively felt that his current state was a little weird, and frowned, but he couldn't say it was weird.

"I haven't seen you for a whole year, I miss you very much." Xie Anheng's eyes still fell on his inappropriate suit, "Where's brother? Have you ever thought about me?"

Xie Xingzhi couldn't help but glance at Cen Xiangyang.

Xie Anheng didn't even turn his gaze over there. Seeing his urgent expression, his expression gradually cooled down: "I almost forgot that my brother is accompanied by others, so naturally he won't miss me."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who taught you these things?" Xie Xingzhi didn't know how many tricks he had learned from Xia Jinghui in the past year, but felt that the person in front of him was extremely strange.

Thinking of the person who was dragged out of the banquet hall just now, he was even more worried: "Go and release Cen Xiangyang quickly, why do you have any resentment and dissatisfaction directed at me, what does this matter have to do with him?"

But the more anxious he was, the colder Xie Anheng's expression seemed to be: "How can I be dissatisfied with my brother?"

He snorted secretly: "Brother is very wary of me, are you so sure that I will hurt Cen Xiangyang?"

Xie Xingyi was taken aback, but seeing Cen Xiangyang being resisted with his own eyes was a fact. He didn't think that well-behaved and obedient child would do such a thing: "Didn't Xia Jinghui teach you to do this?"

Xie Anheng didn't answer.

Xie Xingzhi thought he was acquiescing, and frowned: "He is insidious and cunning, the Xia family is used to those dirty and lowly methods of the rich, don't follow him..."

Xie Anheng's eyes flickered slightly: "Is brother caring about me?"

"Caring about you..." Xie Xingzhi thought of his explanations before he left, and looked at Xie Anheng's current appearance, "What's the use of me caring about you? Will you listen to what I say?"

"Of course I will listen to what brother said." Xie Anheng stared at him and said seriously.

"Then how did I explain to you before I left?" Xie Xingzhi thought of the situation he was facing, "Do you think that the Xia family's dragon pool and tiger den can be played by you alone?"

Not to mention that Xia Jinghui, who is in his prime, can't be willing to delegate power to him so easily. There is also the Shi family behind him.

The more Xie Xingzhi thought about it, the more he had a headache. He pinched his eyebrows and raised his head: "What are you thinking?"

Xie Anheng looked at him calmly: "I just miss my brother and want to see you soon."

Xie Xingzhi was puzzled: "See me sooner?"

There was hope in Xie Anheng's eyes: "Didn't my brother want me to stand at the top of Manbei City?"

Xie Xingzhi hated that iron cannot be made into steel: "So you gave up running the company, eager for success, and came here to take this shortcut?"

The corners of Xie Anheng's lips straightened suddenly.

"Take a shortcut and rush for success?" His deep black pupils darkened, his emotions tumbling, "Does it mean that in your eyes, no matter what I do, it is wrong?"

Xie Xingzhi: "The hearts of the people in these wealthy families are dirtier than anything else. They can do whatever they can to achieve their goals. Human life is a trivial matter to them. Of course, you can't take this muddy water."

Xie Anheng chuckled: "It turns out that people from a wealthy family are like this in my brother's eyes."

Before Xie Xingzhi had time to digest the meaning of this sentence, he saw Xie Anheng's eyes suddenly darken: "But brother, have you forgotten that I am also a member of the Xia family now?"

Xie Xingzhi paused.

Xie Anheng stared at him closely, as if he didn't want to let go of any change of expression on his face: "You took care of me in every possible way back then, saying that I was your younger brother, but what if I wasn't at all? Dirty man from a wealthy family."

Xie Xingzhi is silent.

No matter how much he calculated, he never expected that there was such a layer of secrets in his own life experience.

His silence became tacit consent in Xie Anheng's eyes, and the dark light that had been extinguished in Xie Anheng's eyes jumped again: "And my brother has hidden a lot from me, hasn't he? Although your surname is Xie, you are not Xie Weimao's relative at all." , even if I'm not Xia Jinghui's child, I'm not your brother either."

"..." This was actually found out by him, Xie Xingzhi was speechless.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xie Anheng became even angrier: "So the promises you made back then, saying that you would never separate from me, were all just to say to the younger brother you mentioned, right? Now that you know that I am not you Brother, those promises to me are naturally irrelevant."

"I..." Xie Xingzhi closed his eyes hard, "Then what are you calling my brother?"

Xie Anheng froze.

"Since you know your background, why don't you change your name? Why do you still have the surname Xie instead of Xia Jinghui?" Xie Xingzhi looked up at him, "Aren't you complaining that I lied to you? Follow my last name."

"..." Xie Anheng pursed his lips tightly, and after a long time, he snorted coldly, "Xia Jinghui's scum, he doesn't deserve it."

Xie Xingzhi couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

The atmosphere seemed to have eased, and just as he was about to say something, there was a loud bang from the room at the end of the corridor.

Cen Xiangyang!

He was anxious immediately: "You said you wouldn't hurt him!"

After finishing speaking, she didn't want to wait for Xie Anheng to explain, so she bypassed him and rushed towards the door.

But before he could take a step, his arms were seized by a strong force, and then he twisted backwards, dragging his whole body back and pressing him on the bed.

"You still only think about him at a time like this. He is so important to you?" After all, Xie Anheng had systematically studied martial arts, and Xie Xingzhi had just had an operation, so he was no match for him in terms of strength and skills.

This move is still Xie Xingzhi's best at catching. At the beginning when he was clamoring to learn fighting, Xie Xingzhi first taught him legwork, followed by catching. Unexpectedly, it was used by Xie Anheng on himself in the blink of an eye.

"Xie Anheng! What are you doing?!" Xie Xingzhi struggled even harder with his hands, and fought back at the person on his body, but unexpectedly, he broke free easily.

The person on his body suddenly loosened his strength, allowing him to hit the abdomen firmly.

Xie Xing was taken aback.

He turned around: "Why are you crazy... Where did I hit you?"

His blow was not light, Xie Xingzhi clearly heard Xie Anheng's muffled moan.

But Xie Anheng didn't care, and quickly looked at him, and quickly pulled off Xie Xingzhi's hem: "Are you injured? Where did you get it?"

"Hiss..." The end of his waist and abdomen was pressed by him like this, and there was a stabbing pain. Xie Xingzhi lowered his head and found that the wound there was a little cracked, and blood was slowly oozing out.

He was slightly stunned, and raised his hand to wipe off the blood: "It's not an injury, it's the place where the surgery was stitched up, and it hasn't grown well yet."

Xie Anheng blocked his hand to prevent him from touching it, and took out a tissue and pressed it.

He calmed down, staring at the glaring blood and scars on his skin, his eyes trembling slightly: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's anesthetized, and it'll pass after a night of sleep." Xie Xingzhi felt his physical strength slowly recovering, and sat up.

Xie Anheng had long and slender eyelashes hanging down, and with his hand still in place, he gently wiped away the bright red.

That thin waist was a little pale because it hadn't seen the sun for a long time, which made the soaked blood extremely conspicuous. With the ups and downs of breathing, a thin crimson line slowly wound down on the skin.

If Xie Anheng's gaze had any substance, he was clearly just wiping it for him, but the increasingly dim pupils seemed to be wrapped in fire, trying to burn him.

He rested his fingertips near the wound, and said quietly: "When my brother is most vulnerable, I can't be by your side."

Xie Xingzhi felt it was weird, shrank his body back a little to avoid it, and then pulled down his clothes: "There are so many medical staff around me, and you, Brother Xiangyang, are helping, how could it go to this point."

Xie Anheng's body froze, and the emotions that had just calmed down seemed to show signs of resurgence.

He murmured in a low voice: "When Cen Xiangyang took care of my brother, did my brother hide from him like this?"

"What are you talking nonsense?" Xie Xingzhi rushed back after the operation. It was really too much to bear after such a toss. He tried his best to relieve the discomfort on his body, and raised his head to ask, "What does this have to do with Cen Xiangyang? What is he?" It's time to offend you and make you hate him so much? Is it because you hate me that you hate everyone around me?"

Xie Anheng clenched his fingers: "It's obvious that brother hates me."

"I hate you?" Xie Xingzhi tried to calm down, trying to calm himself down.

Returning to the country happily, looking forward to the reunion but being treated like this, the child raised by hard work went astray, and he looked like he was not getting in. Xie Xingzhi suddenly felt physically and mentally exhausted.

He sighed, "Why on earth did you become like this?"

In Xie Anheng's ears, this disappointed sigh was the last straw that crushed his reason, his eyes were instantly stained with frost: "I've always been like this, brother thinks I should be like this?"

Nothing should be like this.

Xie Xingzhi turned over and got out of bed, not wanting to tangle with him on this issue.

Xie Anheng: "You regret saving me back then, don't you?"

Xie Xingzhi felt uncomfortable after being entangled like this, he walked towards the door: "I don't want to argue with you now, let's separate, wait for you to calm down and wake up, then talk to me."

"Separate? Where can you go?"

"hotel."

Xie Anheng was behind him, his forehead twitched, his dark pupils thicker than ink: "You can try it and see if there is any hotel willing to take you in."

Xie Xingzhi suddenly thought that his reputation in the country has been ruined, and everyone can't avoid it.

He vaguely noticed something and glanced at Xie Anheng.

The latter still looked downcast.

Xie Xingzhi turned his head: "Of course I have a place to go."

There was silence for a few seconds.

"There is a place to go..."

"Yes, of course you have a place to go, no matter where you go, someone will like you... So many people..."

His voice was low and sticky, Xie Xingzhi couldn't hear clearly, and he didn't want to continue to have unnecessary disputes with him.

But when he put his hand on the doorknob and pressed it a few times, he didn't press it.

The door is locked.

Xie Xingzhi suddenly instinctively sensed the danger.

He turned around quickly, and saw Xie Anheng stand up, approaching him step by step, walking slowly, like a hunter who has made sure that the prey has completely fallen into his palm and has nowhere to escape.

Until he was forced to retreat, Xie Xingzhi had to stick his whole back against the door.

Xie Anheng's eyelashes drooped, his brows were shrouded in shadows, and there was a frenzied gleam in the depths of his pupils.

"Open the door!" Xie Xingzhi raised his hand to block between them. As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Anheng grabbed his wrist.

"I opened the door, and then my brother will walk away again, right?" The latter twisted his arm behind him skillfully, with such force that it hurt his wrist bone, and his other hand pressed against his neck , "Let me guess, you will go to Cen Xiangyang, He Mingxu, Zou Miao... or anyone else. You have plenty of people to look for, but that person will never be me."

"Xie Anheng, let go!" Xie Xingzhi realized that his current strength was no match for the opponent.

In just a few minutes, a grappling technique was used on him twice.

Xie Anheng obviously also realized this, which seemed to make him very happy.

"Brother, it's useless to regret it now." He looked into Xie Xingzhi's light maroon eyes, saw the disbelief in them, and smiled, "It doesn't matter that the promises we made back then were all false."

Xie Anheng leaned close to his ear, and his eyes fell on a small mole on the back of his neck.

He slowly, word by word was extremely gentle: "But I won't let you go again."

"You don't want to go anywhere except by my side."