Ji Rongke came out of the banquet hall and walked towards Meng Hehuan's residence in Beitang, he saw the light from a long distance, it was burning against the window, and it looked so warm in this silent night.

She likes to light candles, she doesn't like lamps, he asked her, don't you like such beautiful crystal lamps, she shook her head and said no, she likes to light candles, because it is warm, it warms her heart that has been cooled from the wandering.

He knew that she had suffered too much, a child without a father or mother, for her young brother to be in charge early, planting crops and doing odd jobs, being bullied and oppressed everywhere, and suffering insults from that group of subordinates every once in a while, he felt more and more pity for her, and wanted to give her a better life more and more, he didn't even want to explore whether her life was worse than death before he met him.

After he stepped down the corridor, he suddenly heard a faint sound of zither in the room, it was a guzheng or a huqin, in short, it was stringed, and it was not very exquisite, but at first glance it sounded like it was not just fur, he suddenly stopped under his feet, he didn't remember that Meng Hehuan could play the piano, he knew that she liked to be coquettish, liked to play temper and like to play, he said to ask the teacher to teach her to read, she refused, so he also went on a hunger strike for half a day to protest, Ji Rongke was reluctant to make her unhappy, so he gave up, and then she came interested in learning the piano, he thought she was playing, After all, it was so difficult for her to learn something, he didn't believe that she was willing to take the initiative to do it, but he didn't expect her to actually do it, and she learned it well.

He bypassed the trellis fence in the yard, passed a pool of fish ponds a few meters, and two bodyguards in the dark suddenly saw him, and reacted quickly with a shocked face, and immediately stepped forward, blocking his way.

Ji Rongke was stunned, they stood motionless, he was full of desire to see her, he didn't notice that there was someone in the dark at all, he was so startled that he woke up in an instant, he saw that the faces of these two people were unfamiliar, he hadn't seen them once and a half before, they should be Uncle Jiu's subordinates, but how did Uncle Jiu's people stay in Meng Hehuan's courtyard, a worst thought flashed in his mind, Meng Hehuan was imprisoned by Uncle Jiu, he didn't want to give himself time to draw a line with her, and he took the first step himself, cutting off Ji Rongke's way of being poisoned and confused by his children's love.

A layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his body, Uncle Nine didn't know how important Meng Hehuan was to him, he couldn't accept the tragedy of her disappearance, he would be crazy even if he didn't die, she was no longer as simple as an irrelevant girl to him, he was occupied by her little by little in the past five years, and was subjugated by her, he had long been accustomed to her living on his own, unless he personally sent him away, he couldn't allow anyone to do such a thing for him.

Ji Rongke stared at the two bodyguards blocking the way, with a fierce light in his eyes, "Get out of the way." ”

The bodyguards still didn't move after looking at each other, they lowered their heads, and didn't dare to speak, Ji Rongke took a step forward, and the bodyguard closest to the door suddenly knelt on one knee, "Hall Master Zuo, don't embarrass our little ones, they are all errand callers, the Ninth Master has strict rules, and we can't live if we don't do it well, if you take care of it, you should pity us." ”

Ji Rongke grabbed him by the collar, "Why did Uncle Nine arrange for someone to be here." ”

The bodyguard didn't dare to look at him, his panicked expression made Ji Rongke suddenly understand something, he threw the bodyguard against the wall, kicked away the other bodyguard who came up on his heels, he broke into the door with full momentum, and Ji Rongke couldn't forget that scene for about a lifetime, he didn't forget, but he wanted to forget, but those were like cursed nightmares, so he couldn't get rid of them year after year.

Under the dim candlelight, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, interrupted so hastily and panicked, Uncle Nine was lying naked on the bed, with a silk quilt around his waist, with a pillow behind him, squinting and enjoying his eyes, and he knew very well that no one dared to disturb him except for Ji Rongke, who was so bold.

And next to him sat Meng Hehuan, her body was covered with an almost transparent tulle, lining her fair and delicate body so demagogically, she was holding a pipa in her hand, and the moment she saw Ji Rongke who broke in, her fingertips broke a string, and her look of horror fell so ridiculous and absurd in his eyes.

What's wrong with this world, the two people in this bed, one has the grace of knowing him, as important as his biological parents, and the other is his beloved, the woman he misses, they are lying together, and they are so absurd that they dazzle him under the candlelight.

Meng Hehuan reacted immediately, she threw away the broken string of the pipa, rolled over Uncle Jiu and rolled down, she fell to the ground, crawling all the way to Ji Rongke's feet, she only shouted Rong Ke, and she choked up and couldn't speak anymore.

At this moment, he still couldn't believe that the scene in front of him was real, not his hallucination, not a joke of fate. He lowered his eyes and looked at Meng Hehuan's naked body in the tulle, and his heart was really painful, as if he had been hit hard by something and shattered.

He has lived for twenty-seven years, he has always thought that distress is a lie, a worldly rumor, and something that cannot happen at all, at this moment he knows, he has an epiphany, when he is so sad that he can't cry anymore, won't his heart hurt, he has never hurt so much, his fingers grabbed the position of his heart, tightened it fiercely, Uncle Nine lifted the quilt, completely ignoring Ji Rongke's despair and collapse that was almost on the verge of madness, he slowly put on his shirt and pants, and got off the bed, he stood there, staring at Ji Rongke silently, he looked at it for a while, In the latter's silence and rage, he chuckled lightly and said, "Rong Ke, do you remember what Uncle Nine told you?" ”

Ji Rongke pursed his lips tightly, the two rows of teeth inside trembled uncontrollably, he had to clench his fists to suppress his urge to rush over and fight with Uncle Jiu, he knew that he couldn't, Fulong Mountain was this man's world, and what if he was the master of the left hall, he had to succumb to him, he made a move, he and Meng Hehuan couldn't live, he couldn't go down the mountain, did he really want to bury his years of hard work for a moment of anger.

Ji Rongke struggled, swallowed, and forced all the demons that his emotions had turned into alive.

His clenched fist slowly loosened, his tight and stiff body seemed to be drained of all strength, and he suddenly sneered, laughing as much as he was pale, how helpless and helpless.

He choked up when he opened his mouth, "Uncle Jiu, I have done so many things for you, why do you treat me like this." ”

Uncle Nine looked at his grief-stricken face, he knew that this young man was going to collapse, from body to soul, he was going to be destroyed, if he didn't take this difficult step, his careful cultivation and promotion everywhere would be completely in vain.

"It's not that I'm going to be cruel to you like this, it's that you've gone astray. If you don't rein in time, Rong Ke, you're going to be planted in the cliff. ”

The gentle smile on Uncle Jiu's face was suddenly replaced by a touch of coldness, and he walked towards Ji Rongke, Ji Rongke looked at the feet that were gradually approaching him, and one scene after another shook in front of his eyes, each scene pierced his heart with thousands of arrows, stabbing his flesh and blood blurred, and stabbing him in unspeakable pain

Uncle Nine finally stopped at a distance of half a meter from him, "Rong Ke, Uncle Nine warned you, you are not allowed to have children and daughters, and you are not allowed to be tempted by any woman, you were in Cangjitang at the time, how did you promise me, you said that you don't have this heart for Meng Hehuan, you know the gang rules of the Kowloon Society, those who deceive me die, Uncle Nine is reluctant to kill you, but Uncle Nine wants you to remember for a long time, the situation in East and North China is not clear, we are ready to enter a chaotic war because of defense, you can't be separated from women in your heart, wait until everything is safe, Uncle Nine will arrange the best for you, you can as much as you want, this time, Uncle Nine did it on purpose, you are arrogant, you will not accept a woman who has betrayed you and is completely dirty. ”

After he finished speaking, he bent over and pinched the chin of Meng Hehuan, who was kneeling on the ground, he smiled and looked at this woman with pear blossoms and rain, but he was talking to Ji Rongke, "She keeps saying that she loves you, she has traced you for five years, and she is willing to follow you for another fifty years, and I used my status as a concubine, one-tenth of the money of the Kowloon Society, and planning the best life for her brother These three conditions can easily capture her." Rong Ke, Uncle Nine wants you to see clearly, everything in this world can be fake, only money and status will not betray and deceive you, everyone is close to you with impure purposes, you are not good enough, there are better people from you one by one to cut away what you value most, you are good enough, and their idea of getting close to you will not be too simple. So everything is fake, only the money in your pocket, the person behind you, the bricks under your feet, and the sky above your head are what you really have to hold in your hands. There are so many beautiful and clean women, when you have everything, don't you worry about having a better Meng Hehuan. ”

After Uncle Nine said this, Ji Rongke was so suffocated that he closed his eyes, silver needles, he seemed to have swallowed tens of thousands of silver needles, stalks in his throat, and his eyes were filled with tears.

He had to shut up, he didn't want to cry, he couldn't cry in front of these two people, he couldn't show that it was not worth exposing his vulnerability.

Uncle Nine straightened up, dusted off his fingertips soaked by Meng Hehuan's skin, he walked towards the door, the bodyguard heard his voice and immediately opened the door from the outside, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at what happened in the room and the messy appearance, they knew what was going on, the hat of the hall master Zuo was too hot and too beautiful, they just wanted to do more than less, so as not to become a victim of killing chickens and monkeys.

But Uncle Nine didn't give them this opportunity to pretend to be deaf and dumb, he took out his gun and suddenly shot at the eyebrows of the two bodyguards, and the two fell to the ground and died quietly in the night.

Meng Hehuan was so frightened that he covered his mouth, and there was dark blood in his empty eyes.

Ji Rongke's gloomy face faced the back of Uncle Jiu, and when he heard him say meaningfully, "Rong Ke, for the sake of your face, Uncle Jiu didn't know how out of shape and anger you were tonight, because the person who knew was already dead, and he wouldn't leak it out." How to save your face depends on what you do, you have raised Meng Hehuan for five years, isn't it to train her well and give her to Uncle Nine to fulfill his filial piety? ”

After Uncle Nine finished speaking, he took the two wooden doors with his backhand, and the black shadow flashed on the glass and disappeared in the direction of the corridor.

Ji Rongke swallowed back the last tear on his back, he took out a square velvet box from his pocket, he held it tightly, handed it to Meng Hehuan, he picked the lid of the box with his thumb, revealing the ruby bracelet inside, she likes red, she likes red the most, in his eyes in the past, there is no woman in this world who wears red more beautiful than her.

Meng Hehuan's trembling body kneeling on the ground trembled even more uncontrollably, and a large mist poured out of her eyes, dripping and rolling down on his palm, although she wanted to endure it, but the heart-rending pain still made her irrepressible.

Once he was most reluctant to let her cry, seeing her crying made his heart like a knife, which made him more uncomfortable than stabbing himself, but now, he felt full of ridicule, not to mention ridicule.

He was in East China and fought seven in and seven out, he almost lost his life under the opponent's left and right attacks, he didn't know how much blood he shed, how many times he was unconscious, every critical moment he almost saw death, but because he thought of her, he could grit his teeth and support it.

He knew that if he couldn't go back, she would be finished, he had to come back, desperately to come back safely, he could protect her, he could give her everything he could, he was the only one in the world who could make her happy, how could he be willing to leave her.

And what did she repay him, she snuggled up to Uncle Nine and smiled like a flower, she never stroked the piano for him, how long he was hidden, how long did he wear this green hat.

How can she be so shameless, how can she act like this.

Ji Rongke squatted down suddenly, his eyes were slightly red, he looked at Meng Hehuan who was also in tears, at this time he didn't have the slightest impulse to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, she was so dirty, this body, this face, these eyes, once coquettish and shy, once a thousand tenderness, was it only given to him, who is she still under Chenghuan, the man who can be her father.

He suddenly sneered, with coldness, sarcasm, and unwillingness, he called her name, just like in the past five years, Huanhuan, or Hehuan, he was shouting, and kept shouting, until Meng Hehuan cried into tears, almost lost his breath and fell on his lap, he didn't stop.

"What did Uncle Nine give you?"

He asked her, "Tell me what you got from him." ”

As his voice fell, he was suddenly so angry that his heart was like a knife, he grabbed her by the throat and lifted her whole body, forcing her to face himself, not allowing her to run away in the slightest, his eyes staring at her were like they were on fire, and in that moment he attacked her completely.

"Excitement, pleasure, status, or something I can't give you, what is it? Why don't you wait for me, why did you do such a dirty thing, how did I teach you in the past five years, I taught you to be so indiscriminate and indulgent! ”

Meng Hehuan was choked by him, she couldn't breathe, and soon her face was suffocated, and he still refused to let go, like a demon, and he wanted to strangle her to death, so as to vent the evil breath in his heart.

She finally couldn't resist anymore, her face quickly turned from red to white, he looked at her upturned eyelids, and almost dilated pupils, and in her scarlet eyes, which were becoming more and more unopenable, were his distorted and hideous face, cruel and terrifying eyes.

He regained the last shred of his senses, suddenly let go of his hand, and fresh air suddenly poured in frantically, Meng Hehuan coughed violently while holding his chest while breathing heavily, coughing profusely.

She wanted to explain, but she couldn't speak, she had nothing to say, it was all true, her brain was confused, she had been oppressed at the bottom for so many years, she watched her family be ruined because of poverty and cowardice, and she didn't live as well as a dog and a chicken in a rich man's house, she loved Ji Rongke, she loved him more than anyone else, but she couldn't refuse the temptation given to her by Uncle Jiu.

In a thought.

Her relationship with him was shattered by her confused thoughts.

Ji Rongke threw the box on her, and fell lightly on her white gauze skirt, like a fluttering rope, from now on this end is her, but that end is no longer him.