Gently pushing open a door in front of her, Nan Xiange's dark and deep eyes did not have any emotion, like an emotionless machine, no, maybe not like a machine, because the machine still has cold and all kinds of garbled programs, but she has nothing, in those eyes, from beginning to end, she can't let go of anything, she has never put anything down.

It's actually quite difficult to live, for someone who doesn't want to live.

It wasn't until she closed her eyes on the warm bed that she couldn't see half indifference in her eyes, and her delicate little face with closed eyes was well-behaved and beautiful, which made people's hearts soft when she looked at it.

Anche looked at Feng Qingmo sitting beside him, his eyes were hazy, and the killing intent in his eyes was almost condensed into substance, but it was not to Feng Qingmo, but to the people in the carriage who tied the two of them so tightly that it was even a little difficult to breathe.

A few days ago, he and Feng Qingmo completed a task beautifully and smoothly, handing over the head and the evidence of the seizure to that person, but before he could react, he was pushed out by the one behind him, made a shield, and was directly abandoned, becoming an outcast, and he couldn't even get an explanation.

From right-hand man to outcast, it only took two days, which was so fast that all of them were caught off guard, and what made them even more desperate was to directly face and bear the questioning and anger from the Lan family.

Among the five people, the one with the best family background is Ancher, Kenuo is a big An family, if he really faces the Lan family, the result is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, the Lan family, the An family, has never been the strength and power on the same level.

As for the wind light ink...... His family was still friendly with the Lan family more than ten years ago, and they were all the top families in Huaxia, but with the death of the previous head of the family, Feng Qingmo, that is, Feng Qingxia, or the disappearance, the Feng family also began to decline rapidly, and in just a dozen years, it has changed from a top family to a first-class family that is now weaker than the An family.

In the meantime, An Che knows the reason, and Feng Qingmo also has self-knowledge.

Compared with Anche's appearance of pursing his lips and forcibly suppressing his anger and killing intent, Feng Qingmo seemed a little senseless and casual, although the expression on his face was dignified, he still carried a little free and uninhibited, like a son and brother who was in deep trouble but still did not change his nature.

There was nothing to say all the way, and the two didn't ask who these people were and where they were going to take them.

I couldn't see the outside scenery through the car window at all, so Feng Qingmo simply sat in a tied position, and then found a relatively comfortable position, lazily looking up at the roof of the car in a daze.

As for what kind of force these people belong to, where they will be taken next, and what consequences they will have, it is useless to think about these, the two of them are now equivalent to meat on the chopping board, and they can only be slaughtered by others.

You'll know when you arrive.

Feng Qingmo thought like this, his face was also careless, and he could hardly see the slightest nervousness and fear of life and death being held in the palm of his hand, but what he thought in his heart, probably only he himself understood.

It didn't take long for the car to come to a slow stop, and the two men behind them quickly put black blindfolds over their heads before opening the door and escorting them away.

Anche's face was completely dark, wherever he went to see anyone, he was always respectful and polite to him, even if it was the person behind him, he would be polite to him because of his family background and his own wrist ability, when had he been treated so humiliatingly!

It's like treating a prisoner who has escaped!

But he was only angry, and other than that, there was nothing he could do.

Along the way, he thought of countless ways to escape, and finally strangled them to death in the bud one by one, because it was not feasible at all, and those ways to get out were not feasible at all now, they were too strict with their precautions, and he was tied up even more strictly.

"Boss, the people brought it, will you see you now?" Nan Xiange had just woken up when he heard Yu ask.

Her fingers tapped rhythmically on the smooth and cold tabletop, and her clear eyes became darker and darker with the movement of her fingertips.

"Bring the wind and light ink, as for Ancher...... Break down the recent events and tell him about them, and then put the options in front of him, and how to do this multiple-choice question is his own business. Nan Xiange thought about it, and then changed her decision at the beginning, she suddenly felt that it was much more interesting to blindfold a person to see the truth and then let him make a choice.

"Yes. Yu bowed his head and turned to leave.

In just a minute or two, her door was pushed open again, and it was not Yu who came in, but Feng Qingmo, who had been loosened.

The moment he entered the door, his body subconsciously stiffened for a moment, and his handsome and narrow eyes also flashed with vigilance and defense, and the whole person was completely in a tense state of defense against the enemy in that short period of less than a second.

However, it all became amused and redundant when he saw the girl sitting on the couch with a steaming cup of hot tea.

"Why are you?" Feng Qingmo still couldn't resist his shock and curiosity after all, looking at Nanxian Ge, who was supposed to be listening to lectures on the campus of Beijing University or being hospitalized due to illness as she said about taking leave, he didn't know how to react for a while.

"Teacher Feng, sit. Behind the rising mist, the girl's well-behaved eyebrows and eyes in the past and her crooked smile disappeared completely, and her eyebrows were cold as if frozen, even if the warm tea mist could not be dissolved, she opened her mouth again: "The weather is so cold, drink a cup of tea to warm up your body, as a student, can I be regarded as respecting the teacher?" After all, even Anche is now in the cold dark room, where can he be treated so well!

Nan Xiange sat indifferently on the sofa, never moved, and compared the words she said with her behavior, it was quite shameless, but her indifferent and cold look made people feel a little flattered out of thin air, as if she was really respecting the teacher as she said.

Feng Qingmo also knew that the true identity of this outstanding student in the name of exchange student was probably not simple, listening to her words, he raised his eyebrows, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and the corners of his mouth lightly hooked a wanton and sultry smile, and the magnetic voice slowly overflowed from his lips: "The student's tea has to be drunk naturally for the teacher, and I don't know if it's important or not, but the teacher does have it." ”

The eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, the teacup in his hand was still warm, but the fingertips holding the teacup were already slightly cold, and he stopped speaking after the wind and ink fell, allowing the atmosphere to become quiet and solidified, and he was silent for a long time, Nanxian Ge raised his head slightly, and looked at the man who was smiling casually drinking tea with a cold and indifferent gaze, "Last time, I thought that after I said that, for whatever reason, you should have come to me to ask for clarification, but I didn't expect it...... It's disappointing that you, such a seemingly reckless and careless person, don't even have the guts to face it......! Eighteen years ago, the head of the family was Feng Qingmo, not you, Feng Qingmo, right?"

The girl's slightly open eyes were as black as ink, and she looked straight at Feng Qingmo, as if she had seen his whole person in her eyes, and it seemed that there had never been a shadow of him from beginning to end.

Hearing this, Feng Qingmo's pupils contracted in an instant, and the teacup in his hand that had not yet been put down was also tightly grasped by him with his right hand, and his bony hands were actually bursting with green tendons at this moment, which showed how big his mood swings were.

He opened his mouth, subconsciously wanting to argue something, but under the gaze of Nan Xiange's eyes that barely had the slightest emotion, he couldn't make any sound, and his throat felt like a ball of straw had been stuffed raw.

After a long silence, Feng Qingmo wanted to look away from Nan Xiange, but his eyes seemed to be glued, and no matter what, he couldn't move a little.

Gradually, Feng Qingmo began to decline, and then gave up, and then let his emotions be silently guided by the girl in front of him, falling into the depths of his heart that he had been avoiding and not daring to face.

"Brother, you've let me down. ”

"The young master of the dignified family, the eldest prince, would actually bow down to Chen Chen, the heir of the An family who has not yet entered the first-class family?"

"I don't care what others laugh at me because of this, but I care about you, if I am not there in the future, it will be you who will inherit this family and inherit the name of the head of the family!"

"My breezy brother actually called someone else big brother, what about me? What do you think I should call him? boss? master?"

"I'm leaving, this home was originally yours, what are you going to do with it after that, I can't help asking, anyway...... In this life, it probably has nothing to do with me. ”

"Wind Light Ink, do you know when I started calling you by name? from the day you called Brother Ancher. ”

"Feng Qingmo, where is Anche better than you? Is it worth you to bow down and be small? Use the resources of the Feng family to curry favor with him and settle down?"

"Brother, I'm leaving, don't look for it. ”

“......”

The memory was full of the girl's shallow frowning, and her beautiful little face was full of worry and disappointment, and those occasional reprimands now made his heart ache terribly.

My sister has been sensible since she was a child, quiet and well-behaved, and her smile is like a hazy and intoxicating moonlight, which is shallow but not cold, with a soft light, which makes people warm and slightly drunk.

The two siblings grew up together, and there has never been a red-faced quarrel, and occasionally the little character is also his own brother, young and naughty, always trying to trick his sister in a different way, and will unilaterally compete with her.

As for her, she always gives in to herself again and again, always gives up everything she likes, and always helps herself deal with all kinds of troubles.

However, when I was a child, I still felt that she had robbed her of the attention of her parents and relatives, so she always felt that her forbearance and tolerance were taken for granted, and even had to inch in, and after bullying her, she looked at the little person with her lips pursed and proud, thinking that she had always had the upper hand and was complacent.

But when he grew up and became sensible, he knew how much of a bastard he was, so he not only had blood affection for his sister, but also had a sense of guilt and compensation, so the relationship between brother and sister became better and better.

Feng Qingmo is the most afraid to face in this life, every time I think about it, I subconsciously want to escape, and when I think about it, I am entangled and wavering, there is only one thing.

That is to swear to Ancher, identify with his leader, call him the eldest brother, and listen to his orders, and later in order to help Ancher completely control the situation in the An family, and establish the heir status among the other two brothers, without the permission of Feng Qingxia, he embezzled a huge amount of money and bet it on Ancher, not to mention that there is no interest, and he threatened not to repay even half of it.

When he explained to his sister, he stubbornly and stubbornly yelled at her, "That's my brother!"

Thinking about it now, I remember that my sister was slightly stunned at that time, and then suddenly had cold and sarcastic eyes, and the wind smiled bitterly at herself, and she hated to slap herself hard.

Ancher is his brother, but what about his sister? She is a blood relative! a relative with the same blood!

I pity myself for being ignorant at the time, as if I was crazy, and I can't see her exhaustion when she desperately tries to make up for her losses under the pressure of all the people's blame and accusations after she embezzled the family property.

Later, after never beating and insulting his father, and giving himself several slaps that made his face ooze blood, his mother screamed and cried one by one about what his sister had done for him in those years, and the grievances he had suffered, and he suddenly realized.

But what's the use of that, then...... Xia Xia is gone! The sister who is more like her sister is no longer in this world!

Even the sad and angry beating and scolding of his parents that day also left his unfilial son in less than a year after that, and both left, since then, in this world, he is the only one left, with the four brothers and sisters who are worshipping, living alone.

He didn't even dare to die, because he was afraid, afraid to see his sister, to see his parents, and then to see the growing disappointment in his eyes, which made him realize that he was actually never qualified enough, not qualified to be her brother, their son, and their family blood relative.

Thinking like this, Feng Qingmo was deeply immersed in that sad and sad memory, and there was no intention of waking up.

Is he really just a coward who doesn't dare to face reality?

Nan Xiange looked at the man who hung his head slightly, and his whole body was filled with negative emotions of remorse and sorrow, and a trace of disappointment crossed his pure dark eyes.

She really doesn't have much heart to talk to this kind of coward, who is actually inferior to ordinary people.

If you still had expectations for him before, thinking that no matter how he is, at least he has some courage to face the facts and the past, then now, looking at the ostrich appearance of Feng Qingmo who is so depressed, I really don't report any thoughts.

Sure enough, the dragon gave birth to nine sons, each with a different son.

Even if he and Feng Qingxia are blood relatives, they are not Feng Qingxia after all, and they don't even have the temperament that belongs to Feng Qingxia.

Those who are stuck in the past and can't extricate themselves and dare not face it have always been weak.