The man stood by the window.

The lonely and upright back is like an eagle in the night.

The fine upper body, like Michelangelo's David, is majestic and toned, and the muscles of the whole body are tense and full;

The beauty of men's strength is vividly interpreted.

A pair of eagle-like eyes, almost completely consumed by hatred.

Feng Xinglang was awakened by a nightmare.

This nightmare haunted him for three months:

The sky-high fire, mixed with the sound of the glass bursting when it could not withstand the height;

The air was filled with the pungent smell of burnt paste, and there were woodwork, cables, plastics, and even people!

Someone had to stay and manually open that escape gate.

"Bang, take Xinglang away! Leave me alone, if we don't leave, the three of us will be trapped here, let's go! ”

"Xinglang, remember my brother's words: if you live, my brother will live!"

It's been three months, but it's still vivid.

And now, he Feng Xinglang has long been the president of a multinational group, owns countless real estate properties, and controls most of the economic lifeline of the entire Shen City! But with endless money and power, you can't get back the health of your brother Feng Lixin!

The man slowly closed his eyes with hatred, cutting off the hatred in his eyes from the hustle and bustle of the world, and at the same time rebranding the nightmare back into the depths of his soul.

Feng Xinglang put on a pajama and walked out of his room.

A long, dark corridor makes the dark night even more eerie. He paused in front of a closed door.

The door opened from the inside, and out came a middle-aged doctor. As he walked out, there was a pungent smell of disinfectant potion.

"Has my brother slept?" Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice.

"I just wiped the eldest young master's body, and the smell of disinfectant in the room is still strong. Second young master, you are allergic to disinfectant potion, so don't go in for the time being......"

"Can't die!" Feng Xinglang snorted coldly and walked into the pungent dark room.

In the half-dim room, a person lying on the bed could be faintly seen.

Feng Xinglang walked straight towards the person on the bed, squatted down slowly, and carefully held one hand in the palm of his hands.

It was a scarred, deformed hand. Can't hold or stretch.

Along the stiff hand was a face burned beyond recognition: criss-crossed scars that almost distorted the man's facial features and destroyed the original handsome face.

is obviously a hideous face, but in Feng Xinglang's eyes, he is still handsome and loving.

The man lying on the bed is called Feng Lixin, and he is Feng Xinglang's eldest brother. The eldest brother who was willing to sacrifice his life for him.

Heaven is merciful to Feng Lixin. His life was saved by the rescue team. but left an unrecognizable body!

"Xinglang...... Is it another nightmare? Some of Feng Lixin's vocal cords have been burned by the fire, and his words are slurred, but Feng Xinglang can clearly distinguish them.

"Nope!" Feng Xinglang held the deformed hand in his palm tighter, "I just want you to stay with me for a while." ”

Feng Lixin clearly realized that the more life and death parted, the more inseparable the brotherhood became.

But the more this is the case, the more Feng Lixin is worried: his time is running out, if he leaves one day, then his younger brother Feng Xinglang will always live in the abyss of hatred and cannot extricate himself, and he will be swallowed by hatred!

So before he died, he had to find a woman for his younger brother Feng Xinglang!