[Quick Travel] Black Moonlight Whitening Plan

When Fu Hanjiang returned to the company, he watched the company run by Yan Qingqing's father suffer from a large-scale capital shortfall, and the stock market price plummeted, so he curled his lips.

Lin Zibei's situation is not much better than Yan Qingqing's. The internal network center is in a mess and almost paralyzed. Many confidential files have been leaked. He is probably already very busy now.

Without any pleasure after revenge, Fu Hanjiang's heart was unprecedentedly flat.

He was in the vortex, but in the end he became the person who controlled the vortex.

What about Luchuan?Fu Hanjiang asked himself this, and then smiled self-deprecatingly.

Lu Chuan never stepped into this vortex, he just pushed all of them into the vortex, watching the fire from the shore with his feet on the sea.

The eyes are clear and not mixed with half love, playing with them between the palms of the hands seems to be just for some desired purpose.

He still clearly remembers how he survived the first night when Lu Chuan disappeared.

The company has expanded and flourished, and he thought that as long as he was strong enough, he could return to Luchuan, so he did things ruthlessly and left no room for it.The archives and materials released by the online platform were the biggest deal they took over at that time.

Only Lu Chuan knew about the USB flash drive of the confidential documents, so when Lin Zibei got the USB flash drive, Fu Hanjiang had nothing but disappointment and bloody pain.

At that time, he once thought that Lu Chuanshi liked Lin Zibei, even though he had been very close to Yan Qingqing, but it was just to take advantage of Yan Qingqing's so-called 'fiancée' gimmick and use her as a springboard.

But the fact is that after Lu Chuan sent the confidential documents to Lin Zibei, he disappeared completely.

He didn't stay by any of them, and after teasing everyone's emotions, he completely disappeared from this world.

As if the world had evaporated, no matter how Fu Hanjiang searched, he couldn't find any trace of it.

It wasn't until that moment that Fu Hanjiang figured it out.

Luchuan never loved any of them.

He was just playing in the world, watching them fall in love with him, and finally become obsessed and even turned against each other.

On the first night of Lu Chuan's disappearance, Fu Hanjiang dialed Lu Chuan's cell phone number over and over again in the office. He numbly listened to the mechanical voice announcing that the cell phone number was empty, but kept calling almost persistently.

From disappointment to despair, and finally finding that he has completely lost Lu Chuan's powerlessness, Fu Hanjiang's mentality began to gradually distort.

If it was false in the first place, why give him light?

The god masquerading as him pulled him out of the mud, then left without hesitation.

His love, for Luchuan, may be no different from the stinky fish that can be seen everywhere on the roadside.

Lu Chuan curled up on the carpet, and the small warm-colored desk lamp on the table was his only comfort in this darkness.

He moved his body slightly, getting closer to the small warm lamp.

The injury on the foot was no longer as scary as it had been swollen a while ago, but it was still painful to the bone.

The mottled bluish-purple hickey marks on his body have faded a lot. Although there is no sunlight and time in the basement, it is not cold.

The closed space maintains a constant temperature that is closest to the temperature of the human body. Even if Lu Chuan is wearing a thin shirt, he will not feel cold.

Everything seems to be getting better at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Lu Chuan thought so, but was splashed with cold water by Quehua.

[Fu Hanjiang's blackening value just went up by a notch, and according to my observation, he is now on his way back, so be careful not to be played to death~]

[If you don't know how to speak human words next time, shut up! 】

Lu Chuan gritted his teeth angrily, his mind roaring into chaos.

Fu Hanjiang's personality is moody, and it's not surprising that his blackening value has risen.

But the question now is, why is Fu Hanjiang angry?

Looking at the orange light continuously emitted by the small warm lamp on the table, the anxiety in Lu Chuan's eyes gradually faded, and his vision became clearer.Don't mention running away, give him a sense of security, let him feel his change.

This is the only way he can turn the situation around now.

The heavy door was slowly opened, and Lu Chuan saw the man in the black windbreaker with a cold face.

"You're back." Lu Chuan showed a smile, his eyes followed the figure of the man.

Fu Hanjiang was holding the medicine box in his hand. After scanning Lu Chuan's face, he stretched out his hand and pinched Lu Chuan's ankle and lifted it gently.The gauze on the ankle was torn apart layer by layer, Fu Hanjiang saw that Lu Chuan's ankle had a lot of swelling, and spoke casually.

"What to eat?"

The cold medicine was smeared on his ankles, and Lu Chuan subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but the man grabbed his calf tightly, warning silently with a gloomy expression.

Lu Chuan thought, the first world is too long a memory for him, except for very vague things, Lu Chuan can't remember. "Braised pork ribs, you cook delicious." This is probably the only dish that Lu Chuan remembers deeply about Fu Hanjiang's craftsmanship.

After wrapping his ankle with gauze, Fu Hanjiang turned and left with the medicine box in hand.

"Wait a minute!" Lu Chuan stopped Fu Hanjiang, but Fu Hanjiang didn't turn around, but turned his head slightly: "What?"

"I want a softer pillow. It's not comfortable to lie on the carpet. I'll buy another pot of flowers when I get back. The table is empty. It would look better if I put something on it."

Wearing a chain around his neck, he was obviously locked in a dark basement, but Lu Chuan's tone was unusually natural, and the intimacy unintentionally revealed in his words seemed to be coquettish to Fu Hanjiang.

Fu Hanjiang's eyes darkened, he turned around quickly, and pressed Lu Chuan under him, with his arms propping up the carpet, trapping Lu Chuan between the ground and his body.

"Want flowers? Lu Chuan, do you still remember the first time I sent you flowers, where did you put them?"

The corners of his eyes were red, and he seemed to have exhausted all his strength when speaking to restrain the suppressed hatred in his heart.

Lu Chuan's head buzzed instantly, and he remembered.

When Fu Hanjiang sent him flowers for the first time, it was when his company was just starting to rise.

Taking time out of his busy schedule, Fu Hanjiang inserted a large handful of roses by himself, and decorated them with baby's breath stars, which are delicate and beautiful but elegant.

But Lu Chuan at that time only noticed that Fu Hanjiang's love for him was rising, so he took the bouquet of flowers without hesitation, turned around and gave it to Yan Qingqing.

The more Fu Hanjiang loves him, then when he turns around and pounces on others, Fu Hanjiang will be more blackened.

"A rose is just an embellishment, and sooner or later it will wither one day. If it sets off the beauty at its most delicate and beautiful time, then it has the value of existence."

Fu Hanjiang's thin lips parted lightly, and Lu Chuan's face turned pale when he said every word.

Those were the words he once said to get closer to Yan Qingqing, and Fu Hanjiang was verbatim.

"Lu Chuan, in your eyes, do I, like that bunch of roses, will rot and wither. And the value of my existence is just to set off you and achieve everything you want?"

The fine and dense pain on the apex of his heart made Lu Chuan's eyes swell, and he wanted to refute Fu Hanjiang loudly, telling him it was not.

But these things are all wrong things he did, and he is powerless to refute.

Emotionally saturated, Lu Chuan's mind went blank, he raised his hand without thinking, put his arms around Fu Hanjiang's neck and kissed him vigorously.

It is said that the emotions of the two can be conveyed to each other when kissing, and Lu Chuan does not know whether this sentence is true or not.But now he just wants to hug Fu Hanjiang and tell him that he regrets it.

Tears rolled down his eyes all the way, Fu Hanjiang held the back of Lu Chuan's head and kissed back fiercely.

Their lips and teeth were attached to each other, like wild beasts in a desperate situation, and they had to snuggle together amidst the screams.

Fu Hanjiang opened his mouth loosely, looking at Lu Chuan whose lips were red and swollen with tears, his heart suddenly had mixed feelings.

What does the kiss just now mean to Lu Chuan?In order to make yourself feel better, do you have to do some tricks?

Tears fell drop by drop on the carpet, and Lu Chuan looked directly into Fu Hanjiang's eyes.

It was cloudy and misty, as if there was a jar of fine wine, without the cover of hypocrisy, it was even more shining like stars.

"There is no way to change the past, and what I have done cannot be undone. Everything I am receiving now is my own retribution. But I want to say that the past is irreversible, but the future can be undone. I... regret it."

Wiping away his tears, Lu Chuan's voice began to tremble slightly: "You have never been a rose, and ambitious people should not be stopped by a thorn."

hinder. "

He is the rose. Under the delicate and beautiful appearance, there is a dirty heart that is worried that he will wither and rot, so he does not hesitate to pierce the thorns on anyone who can use him, ignoring their pain, drinking blood like a feather Greedy asking for.

Fu Hanjiang wiped away the tears from Lu Chuan's face, his voice was deep and hoarse.

"The thorn has already stuck in the heart, Lu Chuan, if I pull it out, I will die."

His love for Luchuan is the despair and fear of countless days and nights when he can no longer find his shadow, and the stern hatred when he is pulled out of the mud and falls into a darker abyss. All of these have long become The pillar of his life, his life has long been rewritten by the word Luchuan, deeply

The obsession and love to the bone, what should be used to obliterate it?

Lu Chuan held the big hand caressing his face, the knuckles were slender and cold, but Lu Chuan couldn't feel anything.

He stared into Fu Hanjiang's eyes, and every word seemed to have entered Fu Hanjiang's heart.

"Then let that thorn take root in your heart. This time, he will definitely become the most beautiful rose."

Deep laughter vibrated from the chest, echoing in the oppressive basement.

Fu Hanjiang played with the chain on the back of Lu Chuan's neck with his fingers, firmly controlling him in his own hands, the mad and morbid love in his eyes spread wildly, he grabbed Lu Chuan's pink soft tongue, and said in a playful tone.

"Then let me see if my canary can become the most beautiful little rose."

The author has something to say

sweet or not? !The little rose that grew on the tip of Fu Hanjiang's heart, Chuanchuan successfully took the first step!

The next chapter should be a high-energy plot!Shura field, danger! !

Babes, remember to vote for Brother Tang for the macho chirp! !