Chapter 6: Divorced
"Hehe, what do you call the boss" Yang Yunruo smiled tremblingly, the two big men couldn't resist at all.
"Don't be hippie and smiley, it's useless, I'm telling you, you have to go today, if you don't go, I'll tie you up. Dou Shiwen said.
"Hehe, no, no, go go, that boss, are you thirsty, I'll get out of the car and buy you a bottle of water" Yang Yunruo said.
"Not thirsty" Dou Shiwen said angrily, do you really think you don't know what you are doing.
"Well, I'm thirsty, I'll go down and buy a bottle of water and come back. Yang Yunruo was just about to go out, but the security guard next to him had already held him down.
"There is water in the car, I want to drink it myself, but don't think about it when you get out of the car" Dou Shiwen thought for a while and said: "It's not that my brother is embarrassing you, you are really causing trouble to my brother this time, and I can't protect you." ”
"Forehead ......" resigned himself to his fate, this time he really couldn't run. He couldn't even grab the hair from the front seat, and the two security guards squeezed him tightly.
"Can I ask why you found me?" Yang Yunruo said.
"Do you remember that your name is Yang Yunruo?" Dou Shiwen quipped.
"Of course I do"
"Just remember, I'm looking for you. After Dou Shiwen finished speaking, he turned around and continued driving.
The car drove very steadily, Yang Yunruo closed his eyes, and always felt that it was time to be his last day in this world. I once saw an interview, if you are going to die in the next moment, what do you want to do now? Now what Yang Yunruo wants to do most is to escape from this car and live well. Only when death is near, there will be an endless desire to survive. Think about your life, nothing, no love, no love, no fame, no success, just like a boat that has been drifting with the current, where the wind blows, where it stops, never to fight to master anything, think about it, it's really a nest.
It's just that people like themselves who can't be offended, and people who can't afford to offend anyone, would encounter such a flying disaster, Yang Yunruo looked at the world outside the car, the sun was shining on the earth, and the world was sprinkled with golden light. It's just that there are places where the light can't shine, such as in this car.
The vehicle drove out of the city and moved in the direction of Yang Yunruo's escape, and the trees on both sides quickly retreated, like a green mist falling into hell, gloomy. Yang Yunruo's back was already soaked, sticky to his clothes, and the leather seat on the back, like an unbreakable shackle.
Yang Yunruo thought a lot, thought of his parents, thought of home, and even thought of the design director, the beautiful deputy director who had just graduated. It's just that no matter what comes to mind, what you don't want to face is what you don't want to face. Yang Yunruo's heart seemed to be grasped, squeezed tightly, and clenched, and the pain suffocated him. It's just that he can't do anything but watch silently, watching the vehicle slowly drive towards hell.
The vehicle drove through the deserted suburbs and slowly drove towards a place with green waters and green mountains. The field of vision slowly widened, such as the old banyan tree stretching its green branches and leaves, a handful of roots like the old man's beard, the flowing water in the river tinkling like a musical note jumping gently, the whitewashed courtyard with blue tiles, dotted with these wooden pillars, and the vermilion gate hidden.
"It's here," Dou Shiwen said. Then take a deep breath and seem to lift the weight from your shoulders.
"Wait a little lower, it's up to you whether you can get through it or not" Dou Shiwen looked at Yang Yunnuo and said. looked at Yang Yunruo with some unbearable eyes, but also a little pity.
Dragged out of the car, Yang Yunruo was pushed into the gate like a walking corpse, the yard was paved with soft stones, and the enchanting green bamboos on both sides swayed with the wind with Miaoman's dancing.
The tall beauties in plain cheongsams on both sides of the "Welcome" bent over gently, half-revealing their majestic breasts.
"Let's look for Han Gongzi," Dou Shiwen said.
"This way, please," a woman led the four of them inside. The high heels clattered softly against the wooden floor.
Walking through the hall, then up the stairs covered with red carpets, through the long corridor with the smell of meat, stopping in front of a door depicting peonies, knocking, knocking, the sound was like knocking on Yang Yunruo's heart, and the whole heart and soul trembled.
A young man's voice came from inside, very magnetic, like a warm spring breeze.
"Hello Mr. Han, the guest you were waiting for is here. The welcoming woman said softly with the door ajar, but her voice was as crisp as a yellow spirit bird.
"Hmm"
Yingbin opened the door and invited a few people in, and Yang Yunruo was pushed in. Close the door, turn around, and walk away with a clattering sound.
"Master Han, long time no see. Dou Shiwen clenched his fists and smiled at a young man sitting at the dining table. The young man's fingers tapped lightly on the table, and there was a slight smile on his handsome face, like a wise man, everything was under control. Sitting on the right is the woman named Yanran, and which driver, and on the left is sitting a few middle-aged people, all dressed very formally, with suits and shirts, and even ties or bow ties.
"Hehe, Yang Yunruo. Han Gongzi opened his mouth gently, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he closed them one by one, blowing a soft warm breeze. "It's so hard to treat you to a meal. ”
"I, do you know you" Yang Yunruo knew that when he came here, no matter whether it was a sword mountain or a sea of fire in front of him, he couldn't retreat, so he simply let go, but he kept beating a drum in his heart, making him tremble involuntarily when he spoke.
"I don't know" Han Gongzi walked over with red wine.
"Snap" A palm slapped Yang Yunruo's cheek, and it instantly became red and swollen, as if it had an apple in it.
"You ......" Yang Yunruo, who just wanted to resist, was grabbed by the security guards on both sides of the shoulders and arms, unable to move.
"Kneel" Han Gongzi said softly, like a heavenly sound, and Yang Yunruo's knee was kicked by the security guard, and he knelt heavily on the floor.
"Hehe, something like a dog, dare to pester Mingyue, I'm afraid you don't know how to die. Han Gongzi tilted the wine glass, and the red wine was poured on the top of Yang Yunruo's head, soaking the strands of hair, and then flowing down, eyes, nostrils, mouth, ears, and neck.
Yang Yun Ruo my fist, the roots and green tendons burst out like a green snake, and he gritted his teeth stubbornly. He wanted to resist, but he couldn't. Everyone looked at him, just like a joke, a clown, two middle-aged men were still pointing and pointing, and their mouths made a grinning sound, as if the sky was spinning in the absence of oxygen, Yang Yunruo looked at this Han Gongzi, the wine flowed into the open eyes, burning out a layer of mist, it hurt, but it didn't hurt in his heart.
"Do you regret it?" asked Han Gongzi. "If you knew today, why bother at the beginning, now you know what it means to be a disaster from your mouth. ”
"Bang" Han Gongzi picked up a bottle of red wine on the table and slammed it on Yang Yunruo's head, the transparent truth shattered to the ground, and the red wine flowed down from his head with the red wine, which looked even redder.
"I'll let you pester Sister Mingyue. Han Gongzi kicked Yang Yunruo's heart. Yang Yunruo fell backwards, the weight of his body pressed his knees and ankles with a piercing pain, and his chest almost couldn't get up in one breath.
Han Gongzi seemed to be angry, rushed up and continued to punch and kick, and kept shouting: "Let you pester Sister Mingyue and let you scold her." ”
Yang Yunruo's consciousness was scattered, and his pupils were a little pale, but he remembered this face, this handsome and hideous face.
"I remember you," Yang Yunruo said to himself: "I won't let you go if you're a ghost." ”
The consciousness slowly blurred and slowly dissipated, and it was pitch black in front of him, without a trace of light.