Yanju sat on the top of Yao Mountain all day, and the sky that gradually darkened in front of him yesterday evening ushered in light with the passage of time, and the rising sun broke through the glow and stood out from the red clouds. Then the shadow of the sun slanted westward, gradually walking across the horizon, silently falling.

The twilight was heavy, and he had been sitting all day.

The bones in his body were no longer his own, and even because he had been in a position for too long, the slightest movement of his body would bring a burst of soreness, spreading from the cracks in the bones, and the implications were widespread.

He turned his head again to look at the position at his feet, hanging in the air, even bottomless.

As the daylight faded again, the cliff beneath his feet looked more like a bottomless pit, with a huge mouth, waiting to swallow everything he had, leaving no trace behind.

Including his heart now, which is about to be suppressed and can no longer breathe.

The grandfather of the Yan family asked him to write a hundred reasons for loving her and then told him where Yan Hao went, he wanted to write, but he couldn't even write a word.

Because she is good to me, Brother Ming is also good to him, and even has tried his best to protect him and plan for him all these years.

Because she rescued me from the mire, but it was his own choice to fall into the quagmire, he would be responsible and pay the price he deserved, but this was not a reason for his love, others had given me such an opportunity, and he didn't ask for it.

Because she smiled and talked to me, because she told me how to show her affection for someone......

He had thought of too many reasons, but none of them were weak and perfunctory, and he could refute them in a blink of an eye, and criticize them decently.

So, he really doesn't love her, right, he can't even say a reason, where does he still have the face to go to her, and ask her to cast those precious doting eyes on him again.

What's more, he deceived her and caused her to lose face in front of so many people.

So, isn't it very good and appropriate for this qiē to leave him and turn back into the Yanju who didn't meet her in the first place?

Anyway, he didn't feel that sad, he didn't feel how sad.

He was trying to convince himself, to convince himself to go back to the beginning, but in less than a month, what could he change? When he woke up, it was nothing more than his father's death, and one night later it was nothing more than his mother's empty home, and a drinking party was nothing more than a plot by his brothers to push him into the mire.

Don't be afraid of being left behind, he's used to it.

Compared to the previous ending when he didn't do anything or ended up like this, this time it's better that he didn't do it right.

Logically reasonable, reasonable, he can convince himself.

But these thoughts were swirling in his mind, and when he came to his senses, he was already standing on the edge of the cliff, and if he was one step too late, he would have fallen to pieces.

Then, Yanju doesn't even use words to engrave tombstones, and white bones don't need to be buried, waiting for the dust to gradually cover.

This should be his fate, falling from a great height, a hundred.

But he sat on the edge of the cliff all day, covered in pain, but never fell forward, but maintained this position, allowing his mind to be filled with her, densely and completely isolated from thinking.

He thought he didn't care, but he didn't want to go.

Yan Ju closed his eyes, but at the moment when the feeling of detachment hit, he subconsciously lay back, the back of his head hit a hard stone, and the sharp pain spread in the back of his head, with a somewhat sticky and warm touch.

There was a sharp burst of tinnitus in my ears.

"Hey, Yanju, what are you lying here trying to do?" The sharp voice was soft and familiar, but it clearly made him feel that it was an unattainable dream, "Wake up quickly, when are you going to lie down?" ”

Lie down until you lie down next to me, or when you are willing to reach out and pull me up.

He kept his mouth shut and did not speak, lest he should startle away his dreams as soon as he opened his mouth.

And even if he remained silent, the voice that was slightly cool, and didn't seem to care much about him disappeared, all traces of him and her were in the Yan family's house, and now he couldn't even get in.

The past month has been more like a whimsical dream than any of that.

He lay down and waited for two minutes, rubbing twice on the ground, and woke himself up with the pain that came again.

"Yanju, don't you feel pain?"

It's just that the voice rang in his ears again, and he seemed to see her beside him, and the look on his face must have been impatient with some distress, and then he had to make fun of him every time.

Just like she often talks about Yan Shen's various badnesses, but when she encounters trouble, she still thinks carefully for him and protects the people around her.

He used to have this treatment.

The sound disappeared again, and he rubbed the ground twice, the sticky touch that was no longer warm spread to the side of his neck, and his body, which had been numb before, could feel a burst of cold.

It's so cold, he's really going to freeze and catch a cold.

When I woke up again, I saw a snow-white field, and the smell of disinfectant water spreading from the tip of my nose was a unique smell of the hospital.

Yan Ju couldn't help frowning, turned his head and wanted to sit up with himself, and leave the place that disgusted him as much as possible.

Halfway through, I saw the old god sitting on the sofa on the ground, leisurely flipping through the newspaper and the aura around him.

"Yan Shen," as soon as he opened his mouth, not only his voice was hoarse, but even the back of his head hurt, Yan Ju endured it and didn't stretch out his hand to cover it, and looked at Yan Shen's eyes unconsciously with two expectations, "What are you doing here?" ”

The head of the Yan family, Shenlong is a busy man who sees no end in sight, and he can really instruct the person who is waiting for him to wake up here, and the entire Rongcheng should not be able to find the second one.

Yan Ju's hand tightly clasped the quilt hanging by his side, and he felt that there were green tendons beating rapidly in the painful place at the back of his head, and even his heart was about to run out of his throat.

"Didn't you guess that the only person who can let me wait for you here is good."

Yan Shen shook the newspaper in his hand and folded it back into its original state, "I called me last night, and asked about you by the way, I was entrusted by her to come to you for something, but I didn't expect to meet a wolf who almost killed himself on the top of the mountain." ”

"I originally thought you had some backbone that you could afford to let go, Yanju."

He usually has no joy or anger when he speaks, and he can't tell whether this sentence is praise or belittling, but it only reveals some pity.

I feel sorry when I think it's okay but I have to throw it away.

Yan Ju's hand slipped, the quilt came loose, but his nails buckled into his palm.

There were even small pebbles in his palms that he didn't know when he had been buckled in yesterday, and the stones had been cleaned up, but the small pits with bruises and blood stains that had been buckled out were still there.

Yan Shen packed up the newspaper and pulled down his straight suit, "I only remembered it when I left, but I haven't even paid you a cent for so many days, so I specially called back and asked me to help deal with it." ”

"I checked your account, it seems that there is a lot of money, and after thinking about it, I will give you what you need."

He looked outside, and soon a bodyguard pushed the door in, holding a fluttering piece of paper in his hand, and on the specially enlarged photo, the man closed his eyes and turned pale, and he was completely dead.

That was Luo Liu's son who was used as a bargaining chip by him back then, and he was also the one who persevered in wanting to kill him so that he couldn't even leave.

However, he is now dead.

He no longer had to seek refuge and make an example of him, and even after that, few people came to trouble him.

The shadow of almost five years was dissipated in an instant, but Yan Ju did not have a trace of joy in his heart, but even more panicked fear spread up, he didn't dare to say it, but the feeling became more and more obvious.

Nothing is gratuitous, and the better the pay, the easier the deal will end.

Both sides got what they wanted, and there was no need to dwell on it again.

That's what he was trying to do in the first place, but now......

Yan Ju reached out and grabbed his throat, trying to take away the hands that had been silently and invisibly choking his neck, so that he couldn't even breathe and couldn't even speak, and squeezed out the words with difficulty.

"I ...... Talk to her......"

Yan Shen's face was expressionless, and he stared at him fixedly for a while before looking back, and the person who followed him came to Yan Ju with a tablet, and after calling up something, he pointed the screen towards him.

Sun, sand, brilliant to warm weather, happy to the eyes of men and women.

Yan Hao didn't look at the camera, she was looking at the boy in the photo, pinching something and chasing people.

She smiled extraordinarily brightly, uninhibitedly, and freely.

Not in the slightest bothered by the past month.

I wasn't bothered by him in the slightest.

Yan Ju suddenly bent down impatiently, he smothered his whole face into the quilt, and let the pungent and disgusting smell bury him.

He once willfully wanted to pretend to sleep and leave his father in this taste, but the family was torn apart.

And now, in the same taste, he felt as if he had lost something again.

Blurred, indistinctly lost, accompanied by a clear and deep pain.

He was in pain all over, the bones that had been blown by the cold wind for a long time, the back of his head that had been worn out and bleeding again and again, and the places where he had been pressed so hard that he couldn't breathe before.

It all hurts.

It hurt so much that he wanted to shut down his breath.

"I know," Yan Ju said, the voice in his throat was not heard at all, he paused, stabilized his dying tone, and repeated, "I know." ”

Knowing what she wants, knowing how to do it.

He has never fulfilled others, all he struggles with is how to live, and after he thinks about giving up life, he can also try to fulfill for her.

Yan Shen stood still and didn't leave, he rarely had patience with others to this extent, especially the person who "others" still tried to snatch his baby sister, but lied to make his sister sad.

As an elder brother, he helped beat him, but he still didn't get angry much.

But now looking at the man who buried his face in the snow-white quilt, with a thick bandage on the back of his head, and wanted to curl himself up in a ball, he finally felt a little angry.

It was not in vain that he deliberately found a good photo of last year to anger him.

Yan Shen raised his feet and walked towards the door with satisfaction, but after a few steps, he paused and turned his head to look at the person on the bed, "Since you are unemployed, are you interested in coming to work with me?" ”

In business, he gave the most attractive conditions, "It's good to just go to school, and you still have to come back in the end." ”

He paused, and stabbed Yan Ju who had just come to his senses a little, "Even if she gets married outside, she should go back to her parents' house to see." ”

Yan Ju's originally snow-white face was a little whiter, he was silent, but he asked, "Won't she be angry?" ”

Yan Shen's face did not change, as if he was used to opening his eyes and talking nonsense at the same time, he was very reasonable, "I don't care, what are you angry about." ”

Yan Ju loosened the inside of his blood-stained lips that had been bitten and swallowed the bloody mouthful, "Okay." ”

What's the point of talking about this now?

He could only wait, but he couldn't even struggle.