Looking forward to the stars

Zhanchen felt exhausted, with a fear of falling into a mystery, he slowly analyzed the cause and effect of everything with Feng Fan.

Qi Bo has been by Feng Fan's side for 28 years, and he has already regarded him as his own son. He hates Murong Cong, because this person has hurt him before, so he will show hatred when he says his name; Changed his life." Back then, Feng Fan was not close to anyone in school, how much effort he had to get close to him, but this person changed him, either deep love or deep-seated hatred, even Tong Yuanfei would sigh Feelings are due to hatred; Haozi once said that Feng Fan used to compete with a man for a woman. After the woman died, Feng Fan killed the man. The woman was Zhou Jin, and the man might be Murong Cong. That's why Tong Yuanfei said With that said, it was certain that Feng Fan had a great hatred for him.

Feng Fan once said that his and Zhou Jin's eyes seemed to be the same pair. Zhan Chen remembered the first time Feng Fan looked at him in the bar, the first time Qi Bo saw him, Wei Qiu saw him for the first time Their expressions were all similar, that's because they were not looking at him, but Zhou Jin, and everyone around Feng Fan knew her, so Feng Fan fell in love with him at first because of these eyes.

Zhanchen covered his face with both hands, and traced the outline of the eye sockets lightly with his fingers, when a thought suddenly popped up.

Could the person who fired the gun be... Feng Fan?

If it was him, the doubts at that time would be easily solved, and here Zhanchen regards himself as an outsider.

If it was Feng Fan who was chasing and killing Murong Cong at that time, and Murong Cong met Zhan Chen, then Feng Fan would definitely have seen Zhan Chen during his escape. With his character, after killing Murong Cong, he would also kill Zhan Chen with one shot. If it were someone else, that other person would die. It is precisely because it was not someone else that Zhan Chen lived. He only shot Murong Cong and sent him to the next level. Yamaguchi, that's why he didn't die in the forest.

Feng Fan personally admitted at the Wangwang Pavilion on the mountain that he did the accident at the "transformation" bar on purpose, and he slowly approached him later, not because he was Zhan Chen, but because he had Zhou Jin's shadow and eyes similar to hers. .

Sure enough, Feng Fan regarded him as someone else.

Zhanchen smiled wryly, Feng Fan loved him, did he love Zhanchen, or was it just these eyes similar to his lost lover.

So he didn't tell him anything about him, not because he didn't trust him, but because he never regarded him as a man, as a man who could shoulder the burden and fight side by side with him, but only regarded him as Zhou Jin to protect him, maybe it was because of Zhou Jin Jin knew too much, she died, so, he replaced her now.

Now, how can I feel, what should I feel, heartache, anger, nothing, only emptiness, emptiness that cannot be grasped, the soul seems to be separated from the body, the extreme disappointment that breaks the heart, the truth is so cruel From the very beginning, Feng Fan showed mercy to him. It is all because of these eyes that he can live until now, and the pain he is suffering now also comes from these eyes.

The strength of his hands increased, and the eye sockets were deeply trapped. He wanted to dig out the eyes to see how they grew and where the similarities were, but the eyes were crying, and all the tears from the embankment burst out. His face was dripping and his palms were wet. I don't know if it was because of the pain or because he couldn't bear it, but Zhan Chen didn't dare to use any force anymore, because Feng Fan liked it, because Zhan Chen loved him, so he couldn't bear to destroy the things he loved.

"Would you still love me without it?"

Zhan Chen lay on the table and murmured softly, tears flowed into the joint between the back of his hands and his cheeks, he closed his eyes, it was Feng Fan's face, cold, gentle, quiet, wise, finally couldn't hold on anymore, tired from the memories , fell into a deep sleep.

But not long after, he woke up, no one called him, he woke up naturally, thinking about something, no matter how sleepy he was, he couldn't fall asleep, his head hurt, he went back to the room to find some pills.

The room with no lights turned on was pitch black, and there was a person lying on the bed. He was startled suddenly, could it be that Feng Fan had returned, and he walked over excitedly and quickly lifted the quilt, and curled up on the bed, the fragile little thing like a baby was Jing Ming. , he waited here all night.

When Zhanchen turned on the light, the child might be tired from crying, and there were still tears on his face. When the child cried sadly, he didn’t look like an adult, with tears all over his face, tears and snot running down his nose, like a wronged little cat. Chen took his hand out from under his small head, his arm was prone to soreness after sleeping on his pillow for a long time, he pressed a light kiss on his forehead, and covered him with the quilt.

It was already dawn, and he was about to go out after a simple wash, when Tong Yuanfei stopped him.

"Step aside!"

Zhan Chen's voice is very shallow, scary dark circles, red and swollen eyes, bloodshot almost covering the entire white kernel, dull and colorless, because the eye sockets were dug hard, there are some bruises and dark red under the eyebrows, the whole face is very haggard, and the body is so thin Like a leaf falling in the wind, it seems that as long as there is a gust of wind, he can fall down.

"You need rest."

Tong Yuanfei was calm and looked directly at Zhanchen.

"I can not sleep."

"What are you doing out there?"

What, yes, what can he do when he goes out, he has no power, no clues, no one to report the situation to him, he is just an ordinary person in this big city, what can he do in the face of this kind of thing.

"I'm going to find Xi Di, you get out of the way!"

Zhan Chen found a reason for himself, he had to do something, bypassed Tong Yuanfei and walked over, then stopped suddenly.

"you say……."

He waited for Tong Yuanfei to face him, staring at his expression.

"Is it possible that Murong Cong is not dead?"

Zhanchen remembered that there were three people that night in the Japanese forest. If Feng Fan was there, Tong Yuanfei must be there too. Who was the other person?He can ignore this point, he only saw Murong Cong fell to the ground after being shot, he didn't see him die with his own eyes.

Tong Yuanfei's face changed slightly, and he quickly disappeared again. However, this little bit was enough for Zhanchen to judge. He would never have thought that he would know this, and he would probably get the answer he wanted if he was caught off guard.

His conjecture is correct, it is completely consistent, and it can also explain why he couldn't trust Murong Cong at the time. Murong Cong also knew Zhou Jin. If he killed Zhou Jin, could it be because Murong Cong also loved Feng Fan and loved him so much? Hate.

It was true that Feng Fan was the second son of the family at the time, but he was not the real young master. He would not have any status or influence. With Murong Cong's status, it was impossible for him to compete with him. Murong Cong has everything, but 15-year-old Feng Fan is alone, ruled out all possibilities, leaving only feelings, feelings that cannot be obtained, so he killed his beloved and made Feng Fan hate him.If this is the case, Murong Cong could have killed Zhou Jin, as well as himself, but he didn't do it, why?

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and Zhanchen suddenly felt that these were all whimsical ideas. There is another situation, that is, as Haozi said, the two of them killed each other to fight for Zhou Jin, which can also explain all the doubts.

He couldn't think of any enemy of Feng Fan who could deal with him for so long, so he wanted to ask to confirm his thoughts.

"You know him?"

Tong Yuanfei asked plainly, it really was him, even at this time he could not move like a mountain.

Zhanchen didn't answer, and went downstairs, he called Xie Di, but Xie Di didn't answer, maybe he was busy with this case, presumably Qisheng's company is in chaos now, the backbone hasn't shown up for three days, the company I'm afraid it's also at the most critical moment, who will be the person with the curve from the forehead to the chin.

Even if you know this person now, there is no way to bring him down again.

Before walking out of the door, a familiar figure came into view, gentle and elegant.

"Young Master Yu!"

Zhanchen watched him approach without blinking, his still beautiful and moist eyes, scarlet cinnabar mole, and beautiful face, nothing had changed, Zhanchen knew that he looked ugly now, his eyes dodged, and for a while The line of sight is a little whirling.

"How did you come?"

"Feng Fan's disappearance was revealed this morning. Let's come and see you."

Xiao Yu walked up to him, stared at him carefully, lost a lot of weight, was very haggard, pale, his chin was so thin that it was almost like an awl, his already thin body was now even thinner, looking at him like a piece of paper, his whole heart All followed by a sting.

Zhanchen was a little surprised. The chairman disappeared at a critical moment. The company will definitely try to keep it as secret as possible, but it was only three days, and the news leaked out so quickly. He thought of Qisheng's internal spies. This is impossible and makes sense .

"You are too tired, take a break and go find it!"

Gentle fingers pressed against his cheek, and the protruding cheekbones made the palm of his hand stiff.

"Young Master Yu, come in!"

There was a faint smile on Zhan Chen's face, he took Xiao Yu's hand in his and pulled him into the room, Tong Yuanfei had already gone out, he left early and returned late every day, only Qi Bo was in the hall.

Zhanchen hasn't had breakfast yet, he boiled longan and lotus seed porridge, cooked fresh soy milk, and served some Western-style pastries. Recently, Zhanchen ate very little, and there was almost nothing in his stomach.

"Young Master Yu, you haven't had breakfast yet, let's eat together."

When Zhan Chen served Xiao Yu the rice, the wrist holding the porcelain bowl seemed to be shaking slightly, because of his weakness, Xiao Yu felt uncomfortable, so he hurriedly took it to serve it.

"I have already eaten."

"You eat with me, the same as before."

Zhanchen is as self-willed as a child, pursing the corners of his mouth, insisting that Xiao Yu eat with him, just like in the courtyard before, he often eats the meals he cooks, feeling warm and nostalgic.

Xiao Yu accompanied him, only took a few mouthfuls, Zhan Chen couldn't eat any more, the smaller the appetite, the less food can be contained in the stomach, Xiao Yu remained silent, just looked at him, he put down the spoon, pulled Sitting on the chair next to Zhan Chen, how sad and painful Zhan Chen would feel when such a big incident happened, Xiao Yu felt the same.

He is a child who loves to cry, he likes to express his emotions without any concealment in front of him, smiling like today, but Xiao Yu is very worried, this child has all the sadness in his heart, that's why his body can't take it anymore.

He scooped up a small spoonful of lotus seed porridge and fed it to Zhan Chen's mouth. Zhan Chen panicked, tilted his neck, and said awkwardly:

"Young Master Yu, I can't eat anymore, I don't want to eat."

"If you don't eat, you have to eat!"

Xiao Yu was very tough this time, Zhan Chen pursed his lips, his cheeks puffed up, as long as he was in front of Xiao Yu, he would always look like a child who couldn't grow up.

"Why are you like this, I can't eat it!"

Seeing his temper rising, Xiao Yu continued to force him.

"I've had breakfast and you forced me to eat it with you, but now you must too!"

Zhanchen looked at him, lowered his head, supported his forehead with his palms, covered his eyelids, and blinked his eyelashes non-stop. Xiao Yu saw that he seemed to be crying like that, but no tears fell down. I also felt distressed, and fed him mouthful, and he ate some, but in the end he didn't finish a bowl, so he gave up.

Qi Bo watched from the side, Xiao Yu raised his eyes and met his kind eyebrows and kind eyes, there was sadness in the translucent bead mirror, generous expectations and pity, they were all worried about this stubborn child.

Xiao Yu pulled Zhan Chen to the sofa and sat down. Zhan Chen tilted his head to look outside, his stubborn side face seemed to make people feel distressed, Xiao Yu suddenly hugged him into his arms, and said softly in his ear:

"Zhanchen, if you want to cry, just cry out, don't hold it in your heart, what will you do to those who care about you, if Feng Fan comes back, he won't want to see you torture yourself like this, cry hard, sleep well I feel, um..."