There is always scum who wants to be reborn

The windows of the guest house were not closed, and the night wind blowing from the top of the mountain passed through the hall at night, making a "hoo hoo". You've grown up, don't be self-willed."

Zhu Wanxing hugged the Xingxing pillow into his arms, his chin was pressed against the cloth soaked by his own tears, every wound on his body was stinging, but he opened his eyes as if he had lost consciousness, whispering towards The person who had hung up on the other side of the phone defended: "I'm not willful, I'm just... a little scared..."

He was unfamiliar with the place in this village, and suddenly encountered this kind of thing. He was alone and helpless, clutching his collar tightly, almost instinctively seeking comfort from his partner. After all, from the previous life to the present, in the past ten years, he There is only Lu Tinghe as an alpha, but he is no longer Lu Tinghe's omega.

The man on the mountain was not from the village, he was probably a habitual offender who ran over very quickly, the village head led people to search for half a night but failed to catch him, he kept apologizing to Zhu Wanxing after he came back.

Zhu Wanxing also thanked him kindly, if the village chief hadn't brought people to arrive in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Fearing that the man would come back in the middle of the night, the village head arranged for two young and strong betas to stay at the gate of the guest house where Zhu Wanxing lived, but Zhu Wanxing still didn't dare to sleep.

As long as he closes his eyes, what happened in the past few minutes will be replayed in his head over and over again, the man's obscene smile, the despair of being dragged back by his ankles, and... Lu Tinghe hung up the phone... …

He curled up at the corner of the bed, tightly hugging Fat Xingxing in his arms, the wound on his body hurt badly, and his forehead started to get hot. The village chief brought a barefoot doctor to see his wound before, but his body was all made by Lu Tinghe Bruised finger marks, unable to see anyone, so I had to take medicine to deal with it myself.

There was a place on the back where blood was knocked on the tree trunk, it took too long, and Zhu Banxing was blowing the wind again, the wound and the fabric were already glued together, he didn’t pay attention when he took off his clothes, and suddenly tore the fabric and flesh apart , cried out in pain, and tears rolled down immediately.

"Good boy, it's all right, don't cry."

Lu Tinghe's gentle voice came from the phone, mixed with two small sobs, it was the only audio that Zhu Wanxing secretly recorded when Lu Tinghe accompanied him through the sunny period.

At that time they had just been together for a short time, Zhu Wanxing always felt that everything was happy like a dream, he wished he could stick to Lu Tinghe's side all the time, write down every word he said, and even more idiotic when they spend the sunny period together It seemed that he had recorded the sound all night, afraid that Lu Tinghe would disappear with all the happiness in front of him when he woke up the next day.

He was injected with inhibitors at that time, and his head was still awake. He didn't cling to Lu Tinghe and went to bed, but just kept crying.

Because he was too guilty and guilty, enjoying Lu Tinghe's tenderness like a thief covering up his crime, he didn't have the face to beg for another caress at all.

Lu Tinghe helped him wipe away his tears helplessly, hugged him face to face, and shook him gently like coaxing a child. As soon as he fell asleep, he felt hot and uncomfortable. Sleep and chat, okay?"

Zhu Wanxing listened to the recording on the phone, squeezed a cotton swab to apply medicine to herself, opened and closed her lips lightly, the voice coincided with the recording, "Okay."

He has listened to this audio no less than dozens of times, and the conversation between the two has long been familiar. He will answer every sentence in the recording, pretending that they are still in love, and that Lu Tinghe is also by his side.

"Why does Xing Xing keep crying, are you a little crying bag?"

"No...brother, I don't like to cry..."

"Don't like to cry? So what happened today?"

Zhu Wanxing covered her mouth, tears overflowed from her fingers, "I'm just... just a little scared..."

"Afraid? What are you afraid of? I don't feel well? Does it hurt anywhere?"

He closed his eyes and poured alcohol on the wound on his back, biting his lower lip and inhaling continuously, a layer of sweat formed on his forehead, "It doesn't hurt, bro...I don't..."

"What are you afraid of?"

Zhu Wanxing stared blankly at the bruised leg, glanced at the phone that was on, and said that it still coincided with the recording: "It's so good now, it's like a dream, I'm afraid...these are all fake..."

In the audio, Lu Tinghe sneered, "How can a child's words be fake?"

Tears dripped down his chin and onto his legs, Zhu Wanxing's eyes were empty and lifeless, he followed the recording and asked the last sentence: "Will that brother always be with me..."

There was an almost imperceptible breathing sound in the audio, and seeing that Lu Tinghe was about to reply, Zhu Wanxing turned off the recording in a panic.

The small dim light above his head flickered slowly, the alcohol knocked over the bed, Zhu Wanxing pulled his clothes to cover himself, and the suppressed sobs were gradually blown away by the wind.

How much he looked forward to the last few seconds of recording before, and now he is so afraid of hearing Lu Tinghe's answer, because the answer is false, and they are also false.

Zhu Wanxing did not stay in the village, and left early the next morning. He ran down the mountain in a hurry yesterday, and was in a daze at night. It was not until this morning that he found a bunch of green fruits in his pocket. Many of them were damaged. Three are fine.

He took the three fruits on the train together.

There is no plane in the county seat, so he can only go back by train, and then take a taxi to the airport. Before he left, he told Lu Tinghe that he was on a business trip, so he would naturally have to take a plane back.

Zhu Wanxing calculated the time well, found a suitable flight in the flight information and sent it to Lu Tinghe. He deleted, edited and changed a sentence or let it go. He just sent an emoji. It was two fat rabbits, one ran and jumped into the other arms.

Lu Tinghe replied quickly, "Okay, wait for me."

Zhu Wanxing looked at those three words and laughed, the corners of his mouth just raised and froze, and finally touched the fruit in his bosom with a wry smile.

He has been suffering from a low fever since last night, the incident that night, the accident that followed, and several ups and downs in his mood, Zhu Wanxing has been exhausted for a long time now, and he was a little dizzy when he sat on the chair.

But as soon as he thought that Lu Tinghe would appear in front of him immediately and take him home as usual, he cheered up again.

Even if it is fake, Zhu Wanxing comforted himself: I will try my best to make it real.

But until it was half an hour past the agreed time, Lu Tinghe still didn't come.

Zhu Wanxing waited another quarter of an hour before calling Lu Tinghe, reminding him to turn off the phone. He was afraid that something would happen to the other party, so he hurriedly called his assistant.

"Hello, Mr. Zhu?"

"Yes, it's me. Is Ting He in the company?"

"Yes, Mr. Lu is in a meeting."

"Ah...that's it..." Zhu Wanxing's hanging heart let go, and the corners of his mouth drooped together, "Then how long will it be before he ends?"

"Almost half an hour."

"Okay...then can you wait for Ting He to call me back when he finishes driving, and just say I'm waiting for him."

Zhu Wanxing was afraid that Lu Tinghe would not be able to see him when he came, so he waited for another half an hour, and then fell asleep on the suitcase in a daze, and woke up covered with a blanket that he didn't know where he came from, and then looked at his watch An hour has passed.

He was in a daze and didn't dare to call Lu Tinghe, fearing that his meeting was not over yet, so he only asked his assistant, only to be told that Lu Tinghe had taken his partner out for coffee.

Zhu Wanxing was stunned for two seconds, clutching the suitcase tightly with his fingers, he took a deep breath and asked, "Did Tinghe tell you about the next arrangement?"

"Not yet, it should be back to continue processing work."

"Ah...that's it." Zhu Wanxing lowered his head and leaned against the suitcase, his nose twitched twice, "Thank you, I see."

The eye sockets became very hot due to the fever, and the water could almost slip out in the blink of an eye. Zhu Wanxing leaned on the suitcase for a long time, and there was a large scratch on the back of the hand hidden in the sleeve of the sweater, which was in the suitcase that night. Buckle up.

He rubbed the uneven marks in a daze, and whispered softly: "Didn't you agree, you will definitely come to pick me up..."

And on the two rows of chairs behind him, Lu Tinghe was wearing a peaked cap to hide himself in the crowd. He stared at Zhu Wanxing with a sullen face, and watched Zhu Wanxing want to get up three times, but then sat back as if unable to hold on.

He took off his peaked cap and walked over slowly, just in time, Zhu Wanxing's cell phone rang, and he sat up to answer it in a daze, "Hello? Excuse me, who is it?"

"Lu Fengchuan!"

Lu Tinghe's steps stopped suddenly, and the palms hanging on the sides of his legs were clenched immediately, his veins bulging. He looked at Zhu Wanxing's hair and smiled silently, then quickly turned and walked out of the airport.

Lu Fengchuan is his cheap brother, and it will be half a year before he is recognized and returned to his family, "So you can't wait to collude together?"

Lu Tinghe called the private detective he had been employing all along, and asked them to call up Zhu Wanxing's itinerary for the past few days, and reported Zhu Wanxing's flight number, "Follow this to check, I want to know immediately."

After repeated confirmation, the person on the other side replied: "Mr. Lu, are you sure? Mr. Zhu didn't get on that plane."