Xiao Yan Yan held a cigarette in his mouth, stood in front of the window with a gloomy face, and watched the figure of Ye Curtain, who was carrying a suitcase, gradually disappear into the night.

The mobile phone leaning on his ear was connected, Xiao Yan looked at the moonlight outside the window, his eyes were cold, "Give him a ride!" ”

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Yanyan came to the room where Shangli was, and the reason why he didn't let Shangli sleep in the master bedroom was just because Xiao Yanyan could rationally realize in his heart that this man was not Ye Mu.

The lights in the room were not turned off, and Shang Li was lying on the bed in a nightgown, seemingly asleep, and he didn't know anything about Xiao Yanyan coming in.

Xiao Yanyan sat on the edge of the bed, there was still not much expression on his face, he just looked at Shang Li's face intently, and after a while, his hard facial features gradually eased, and one hand couldn't help but caress Shang Li's cheek.

Shang Li woke up, but did not open his eyes immediately, he let out a faint murmur very cleverly, and continued to pretend to be asleep, Xiao Yanyan was completely immersed in the fantasy of this face, and did not notice it at all.

"Curtain, why are you so ruthless" Xiao Yanyan's voice was rarely soft, as if he was complaining in pain, "You think you succeeded?" You think you'll be able to run away from me if you're dead?" The voice turned cold, and Xiao Yanyan's palm gradually moved to Shang Li's neck, "I tell you, even if you die, I won't let you be at peace, tomorrow, I will kill that woman, and I won't forget me if I let you be a ghost." ”

Shang Li was already sweating on his forehead, the strength of Xiao Yanyan's hands was getting stronger and stronger, and the suffocation feeling isolated from the air came up inch by inch, Shang Li didn't expect Xiao Yanyan to suddenly kill him, he knew that Xiao Yanyan was terrifying, but he didn't expect that he would attack himself when he transformed into the person he loved the most, but from this, Shang Li also deduced that Xiao Yanyan did not regard himself as a stand-in for Ye Mu, maybe he was the object of hatred, and the hatred and anger that disappeared for Ye Mu were the same as the addiction to his beloved, and someone needed to bear it.

Shang Li opened his eyes in pain and said with difficulty, "No, don't ask to let me go"

The sound of "let me go" was like an electric shock that made Xiao Yanyan immediately let go, looking at the frightened Shangli in front of him, Xiao Yanyan's mind flashed the scene where Ye Mu once knelt down to himself and begged for mercy, no matter how he cried and begged, he would force him to despair with full of anger, even if he was not alive or dead, he would hug him in his arms.

"Curtain, don't be afraid" Xiao Yan's cold air faded, and his eyes were full of tenderness and stroked Shangli's hair, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid"

"Brother Ash" Shang Li breathed a sigh of relief and called Xiao Yanyan in a low voice.

Xiao Yanyan suddenly lifted the quilt, hugged Shang Li with strong arms, pressed Shang Li's head lightly on his chest with one hand, and kept kissing Shang Li's hair.

It was too late at night, and he really needed a stand-in, and the strong heart-wrenching thoughts had indeed piled up for too long. When what he thinks about in his heart, then Xiao Yanyan can also deceive that he is holding that man, even if he returns to the cold reality after a long night, Xiao Yanyan is not willing to give up the illusion of warmth at this moment.

The man who had just left suddenly flashed in his mind, and he panicked and turned back many times when he left, for fear that he would catch up with the man. Xiao Yanyan thought that he was a shrewd person, but he found that he couldn't understand the other emotions hidden in his eyes.

From that Ye Quan's eyes, Xiao Yan Yan concluded that he had seen himself before.

Xiao Yan hugged Shang Li and gradually fell asleep, no matter how much reluctant familiarity that Ye Quan gave him, anyway, after tonight, he would disappear forever, and he would never give himself the illusion of pain again

Ye Mu dragged his suitcase and walked on the road, it was already the middle of the night, and a few cars rushed past him, but they were only private cars, and there were no taxis in sight.

I don't know how long I walked, Ye Mu finally saw a mobile phone store that had not yet closed, looked down at his wallet, and found that there were still a few red cash, Ye Mu gritted his teeth and bought a second-hand small mobile phone and bought a card, spending hundreds of yuan, Ye Mu locked his eyebrows for a while, because he remembered the mobile phone that Brother Chen gave him, and was detained by the man.

I couldn't get a car, so I had to continue walking, and a car suddenly stopped next to the leaf curtain, and the window was rolled down, revealing a handsome and elegant face, with a little surprise, "Koizumi? It's really you! ”

"Brother Chenchen!!" Ye Mu opened his mouth in surprise, "Why are you here?" ”

Ye Chenjun smiled, his face showed a little joy that he hadn't hidden, and got out of the car and put Ye Mu's suitcase in the trunk of the car, "Something happened to the company, I'll deal with it, but it's too late." ”

Ye Mu got into the car, and secretly congratulated himself that he met Brother Chen in the middle of the night, otherwise it would be dawn when he ran to his residence on two legs.

After listening to Ye Mu's description of the reason for leaving in the middle of the night, Ye Chenjun raised his eyebrows angrily, "Why don't you call Brother Chen, what should I do if I encounter gangsters in the middle of the night?" ”

Ye Mu took the mobile phone he had just bought, he didn't speak, Ye Chenjun looked at the unopened mobile phone packaging box in Ye Mu's hand, and probably guessed seventy-seven-eighty-eight in his heart.

"It's okay to stay in a hotel." Ye Chenjun held the steering wheel and said gently: "If something happens to you, Xiaoquan, how can I take the bus outside." ”

Ye Mutou lowered his head even lower, and the money spent on staying in the hotel for one night was afraid that he would have to catch up with his meal money for nearly half a month in the future.

Ye Chenjun's car gradually disappeared, hidden in the black sports car at the entrance of an alley, and the man angrily slammed the steering wheel and scolded: "Damn! I almost killed him! ”