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Huo Qingcang took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to come to the gate of the Lan family.

Although the Lan family's memory lock had his fingerprints on it, he didn't dare to enter here rashly now, so he raised his hand and pressed the doorbell.

Soon, Aunt Liu's voice came from the speaker: "Huh? Huo Shao, you are here, I will open the door for you immediately. ”

With a bang, the electronic door lock opened, and Huo Qingcang stepped into the gate, crossed the road full of bushes on both sides, and came to the front of the villa.

Aunt Liu was waiting at the door with a sad face, and as soon as she saw him, she immediately rushed forward and said excitedly: "Huo Shao, you can count it as coming." ”

"How's the wind?" As soon as Huo Qingcang opened his mouth, he asked what he cared about the most.

He saw Aunt Liu shaking her head, "It's not good." She had a fever again and again, and she was sometimes awake and sometimes confused......"

"Then why don't you take her to the hospital!" Huo Qingcang pushed Aunt Liu away and hurriedly walked indoors.

Aunt Liu turned around and caught up with him, and explained very quickly: "Young Master Qin said that it was not appropriate to send her to the hospital at this time, so he called the family doctor over. ”

It's Qin Zhongyuan again!

Huo Qingcang twisted his brows and quickly came to Lan Yifeng's door, afraid that the noise would scare Lan Yifeng, so even if he was in a hurry, he still cautiously pushed the door open.

A sight-catching scene, but it stimulated him to want to kill.

Qin Zhongyuan sat on the edge of Lan Yifeng's bed, and a basin of water was placed on the chair next to him. At this moment, he was washing his hand towel and gently wiping his face with Lan Yifeng, who was unconscious.

Aunt Liu wanted to remind Qin Zhongyuan out loud, but she saw Huo Qingcang glaring at her coldly, and she was so frightened that she didn't dare to make a sound.

Huo Qingcang stood at the door and didn't move, staring at Qin Zhongyuan's every move without blinking.

After wiping Yifeng's face and hands, he washed the hand towel again, twisted it gently, and then folded it into a long strip and placed it on her forehead.

Lan Yifeng slept obviously unsteadily, muttering something in his mouth, and occasionally frowning and shaking his head with a painful expression.

Suddenly, she closed her eyes and screamed, Qin Zhongyuan immediately held her hand and comforted her softly: "Yifeng, don't be afraid, don't be afraid......"

His soothing seemed to work, and the screaming and struggling woman gradually calmed down, and after a while, even sleep seemed to become more peaceful.

Huo Qingcang looked at all this, and at first his heart was full of anger and jealousy, but now, he felt as if there was a membrane in front of him, so that he couldn't even step out of his legs.

He stepped back slowly, then quietly closed the door.

Aunt Liu was very puzzled by his behavior, and asked quietly: "Young Master Huo, don't you go in and take a look at Yifeng?" ”

Huo Qingcang didn't make any response, and walked straight towards the staircase.

What right does he have to see her! When she was Ran Qianqian, he left her with irreparable damage, and when she was Lan Yifeng, he was embarrassed by her in every way.

He has never been kind to her, why should he want to win her heart. Perhaps, she now hopes that Qin Zhongyuan, who has always been gentle with her, will be by her side.

The torture and lovesickness he is suffering now are all self-inflicted, and he should bear it honestly.

Huo Qingcang returned to the villa opposite, took two bottles of beer from the cabinet, and walked upstairs with unsteady steps. Suddenly, a scene flashed in his mind, and the scene of himself walking upstairs heartbroken with red wine seemed to have happened.

But he didn't think much of it, just thought it was a delusion.

When he got to the room upstairs, he shut himself inside, locked the door, and drank from the bottle.

After the red wine, he was very emotional, and soon, he began to feel a little dizzy.

A bottle of wine bottomed out, and with a wave of his palm, the bottle smashed against the wall and fell apart.

He picked up the second bottle and began to drink it, staring at the broken glass on the floor as he sipped.

Why don't you die! If I had a knife, I would have killed you. If you die, nothing will happen to Lan Yo......

Lan Yifeng's hateful roar began to echo in his ears, over and over again, getting louder and louder.

Finally, he leaned forward and reached out and grabbed the fragment of the bottle on the ground. The shattered bevel, sharp and sharp, falls on the wrist, and with just one force, it will definitely cut the major arteries, and the blood will flow like an infusion.

Only by dying can one atone for one's sins. So, what are you waiting for!

Huo Qingcang stared at the glass shards that were pressing his wrist and began to exert force. Near the skin pressed by the glass, there were several scars that had long since healed.

He must have committed suicide before, but he didn't remember when, and why.

As if he was deliberately torturing himself, he increased his force little by little, cutting the taut skin little by little, so that the sharp pain could cover the pain in his heart.

The skin was nearly cracked, and small streams of blood began to slide out of the glass. It really just takes a little more force, a little bit of force......

In front of his eyes, he saw the picture of himself lying on the hospital bed hugging his head and crying, crying and crying, he took the fruit knife on the table and cut his wrist, at this time, someone came in, saw this bloody scene, immediately rushed forward, and snatched the knife in his hand.

In the next second, the picture turned, his wrist was still bleeding, but what fell to the ground was broken glass. Grandpa stood in front of him, trembling all over, and asked him sharply: "Huo Qingcang, you have the Huo family's blood in your bones, why do you play this game?" Can't you be stronger? ”

"Grandpa...... I killed her, and I should pay her back with my life......"

Bang Dang!

Suddenly, a voice came from his thoughts, interrupting his thoughts.

Huo Qingcang came back to his senses from his long memories, and the corner of his eye swept to the music box that fell to the ground.

The music box he found in the old mansion and was saved by Lan Yifeng was later snatched back by him and placed on the cabinet.

The music box fell to the ground, and the two villains in wedding dresses hugged each other, but they didn't move. The bottom of the box cracked, as if something was exposed.

He couldn't help but let go of the glass in his hand, staggered over to the music box, and picked it up.

Whoop -

A pile of photographs fell from the bottom of the cracked box and flew with the wind blowing through the open window.

He picked up the photos one by one, and every time he saw one, his heart would clench.

All of them are the faces of Ran Qianqian when they were young, smiling, quiet, frowning, and asleep......

There are about a dozen photos, the protagonists are all Ran Qianqian, but there is no one, she is facing the camera.