Tu Mochu's heart sank, he clenched his fists, and rushed into the bedroom, which was empty.

Four or five men in black came over with their faces covered, all over the body and scars on their faces, "They have guns. ”

Tu Mochu closed his eyes, he forced himself to think calmly, "Send someone to inform Hong Fanzhi that Fei Hang has shown up." However, after a moment, he retracted what he had just said, "No need to go. ”

It stands to reason that Fei Hang would not be so reckless, even doing such a thing as kidnapping, and buying illegal guns, it seems that he was stimulated by something to make up his mind.

These bodyguards were beaten, obviously in retaliation for Fei Hang's previous beating by thugs.

The head of the bodyguard said, "Boss, they left this for you." ”

Tu Mochu opened the note, "The game has just started, I want to see Jing Lin, and I will come to Dongxi Villa alone at eight o'clock tomorrow morning." ”

Tu Mochu clutched the note tightly in his hand, his teeth clenched, and the smell of blood filled his mouth. For the first time, he hated himself so much that he had been in prison for so many years, so that he now had no capital to compete with people like Fei Hanghong Fanzhi. Can't contact Hong Fanzhi, although Hong Fanzhi can pay for flights, but she doesn't care about Jing Lin's safety. If a person like Fei Hang were desperate, he would probably drag Jing Lin to accompany him to the funeral.

Tu Mochu calmed down all night and didn't close his eyes. After a long time, he dialed a phone call, and after making the call, he began to write a program, and he was busy all the time, for fear that he would think of Jing Lin as soon as he was free.

When Jing Lin woke up, she was in a very large house. She had inhaled some gas before she fell unconscious, and now her head was groggy.

She was also locked up with two people, chained around their necks in the corner, a strange woman and a familiar little boy. The little boy was shaking and had duct tape on his mouth.

Jing Lin called out uncertainly, "Tu Jiaqi? ”

The little boy was so frightened that he did not answer, and kept crying quietly. Jing Lin took a closer look and could confirm that he was the son of Tan Mengxian and Tu Yiqian, and also Tu Mochu's half-brother.

Of the three people in the room, only Jing Lin was on a soft big bed, her wrists and ankles were tied with cloth, and she couldn't break free. The other woman's mouth was not tapped, but her hateful gaze was undisguised.

The next moment the door opened. The three of them looked over at the same time, and Fei Hang slowly walked in pushing the dining cart.

It's dawn now. He smiled and picked up a bowl of porridge, didn't look at Tu Jiaqi and Wen Sang who were locked in the corner, and walked straight to Jing Lin's side, his voice soft, "Finally woke up." Hungry or not? I'll feed you something. He sat down on the edge of the bed and graciously handed the spoon to Jing Lin's lips.

Jing Lin turned her face away, "Fei Hang, what are you going to do?" ”

Fei Hang didn't know which nerve was stimulated, and suddenly pinched her face, "You look at me, look at me!" ”

Jing Lin was forced to look at him. His eyes showed a little satisfied obsession, "Linlin, yes, that's it, there is only me in my eyes." You actually liked me, didn't you? I started to be too bad for you, and I didn't have a good heart, so you stopped looking at me. ”

Jing Lin didn't speak, her heart beat faster, and her palms sweated slightly.

Fei Hang said: "I've changed everything, I won't use you as a shield for Wen Sang, look at the woman in that corner, if you're not happy, I'll help you get angry, okay?" ”

When Wen Sang heard this, his body trembled involuntarily, but he didn't dare to say a word.

It's Wensang in the corner?! Jing Lin felt frightened, she had always thought that Fei Hang loved Wen Sang very much. But the woman's ragged clothes, haggard face, and cowering, seemed terribly frightened of him.

Fei Hang continued: "I saw the book you left when you were a child, and I know your secret, don't be afraid, you married me in your last life, right?" I won't do that to you again, I only have you in my heart now, I dream of you every night, I miss you, but fortunately you are back to me. ”

Jing Lin's breathing was sluggish, "What did you say?" ”

Fei Hang smiled, "I said I know you should be my wife, and I will take good care of you." When Tu Mochu died, we went abroad to start a new life. Come, eat something first. ”

Jing Lin felt that Fei Hang's mental state was not quite right, her fingers trembled slightly, Wen Sang was so afraid of him, it can be seen that this state has lasted for a long time. A man with a huge amount of property that was not quite mentally normal made Jing Lin frightened, and he couldn't help but worry about Tu Mochu.

Jing Lin had read a lot of psychology-related books for Tu Mochu, and knew that Fei Hang's situation could no longer be stimulated, otherwise he didn't know what kind of excesses he would have. She smiled lightly and said, "I'm not hungry now, can I eat when I'm hungry?" ”

Fei Hang looked at her smile and became much more relaxed, "Okay, eat when you want." ”

Wen Sang gritted her teeth, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes, she hadn't eaten for a day and a night, and Fei Hang was trying her best to please Jing Lin. She tugged at the chain around her neck and shouted hysterically, "Ah——! Why don't you die! I'm going to kill you! ”

Fei Hang's eyebrows were cold, "Noise." He pulled open the cabinet and pulled out a whip from it.

Wen Sang was immediately silenced and trembled, "Please, don't hit me, don't hit me!" ”

Fei Hang didn't show mercy because he heard her begging, and gave him two hard strokes.

Tu Jiaqi kept shrinking and crying, and he cried even more fiercely when he saw this scene. Jing Lin was also shocked, and trembled uncontrollably, she never thought that the personable Fei Hang would become such a violent appearance.

Fei Hang walked over and flattered Jing Lin softly, "I won't let her scold you, no one can bully you." ”

Jing Lin smiled reluctantly, "Thank you." She couldn't help but glance at Tu Jiaqi, for fear that Fei Hang's emotions would turn to this poor little boy.

Fei Hang approached Jing Lin, carefully examined her face, and suddenly leaned over to kiss her.

Jing Lin's heart tightened, and she subconsciously retreated to dodge.

Fei Hang's face was a little ugly. He wanted to get angry, but then realized that this was the girl he had been thinking about for a long time, so he endured it again, and said with a smile: "It's okay, when Tu Mochu dies, we can slowly cultivate feelings." It's almost time, and I'm going to invite you to watch a show. ”

He pressed the remote control, and a set of monitoring screens appeared on the screen in front of him, which was Tu Mochu's figure.

According to Fei Hang's request, Tu Mochu came to Dongxi Villa alone and hiked up the mountain, with dense beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and he was a little embarrassed. However, the man's posture was straight, as calm as ever.

Tu Mochu in the picture dialed the phone, Fei Hang looked at Jing Lin beside him, and also sealed her mouth with adhesive tape before answering it.

Tu Mo said calmly: "Fei Hang, I'm here, what about Linlin?" ”

Fei Hang's voice came from the other end, "Let's not talk about Linlin first, let's talk about the things you and Hong Fanzhi have done to me during this time." Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today. Why are you? Where does a cripple get the confidence to dare to fight me? ”

Tu Mochu was not provoked, he observed the surrounding environment, it would be inconvenient to move in a closed location, and he frowned imperceptibly.

Fei Hang said: "I have prepared three multiple-choice questions for you today, as long as one person chooses you, you can go back alive." ”

"First, I asked your mother, Ms. Fang Lanzhi, to make a choice, whether to trick her son out or hurt her current husband. Obviously, she didn't choose you, so I was able to take Linlin away. Linlin is so cute when she falls asleep, but it's a pity that you didn't protect her. ”

Tu Mochu pursed his lips, his face getting colder and colder.

"The second multiple-choice question, I'll let you hear it with your own ears."

Fei Hang called a number, and an anxious voice of a middle-aged man immediately came from the other end, "Who are you?" Where have you taken my son? ”

Fei Hang used a voice changer, "Tu Yiqian, don't worry, I just want to give you a gift." ”

Fei Hang tore the tape on Tu Jiaqi's mouth, and Tu Jiaqi immediately cried, "Dad save me, Dad...... Uh-huh......"

Fei Hang put the tape back again, he smiled maliciously, "You have two sons, Tu Mochu and Tu Jiaqi are both here with me, this gift is very simple, do you choose to keep Tu Jiaqi's legs, or do you want to keep Tu Mochu's hands?" Give you a minute to think it through and tell me the answer. ”

In June, a mist shrouded the mountains.

Jing Lin's eyes widened, and tears slowly welled up in her eyes.

Tu Mochu in the picture was silent, and the surroundings were very quiet, but it made people feel even more anxious. Tu Mochu seemed to be back in an instant when he was four years old, and in the hot summer, those hideous-looking people told him that he had been kidnapped there because of his father.

"It's a minute, Tu Yiqian, tell me your answer. If you don't choose either, then their hands and feet will be delivered to your door at the same time, and you must be familiar with that scene, right? ”

"I choose!"

Tu Mochu closed his eyes.

"You don't want to hurt Jiaqi." Tu Yiqian was almost broken, and Tan Mengxian was also crying bitterly.

Fei Hang laughed and hung up the phone, "Tu Mochu, it's a pity that your parents didn't choose you. ”

Tu Mochu said coldly: "What do you want to do directly, don't play this boring trick." ”

Fei Hang moved his wrist, "When you designed Hong Fanzhi to deal with me and married Linlin, why did you play a lot of tricks?" I'm just treating others the way I do. You haven't seen the most exciting multiple-choice questions, how can you end them? For the last question, let Linlin make a choice. ”

"See the carton in front of you? Take a good look, it was written by Linlin a long time ago. ”

Tu Mochu opened the carton and saw a yellowed notebook, looking at the unfamiliar and familiar handwriting, the pencil words seemed to be very difficult to write. He looked at the words on it, and for a moment felt that the whole world was empty.

Many distant memories suddenly became vivid, there was a hailstorm when he was a child, and after the hail, the little girl who looked like a ball of powder was no longer afraid of him, and began to approach him. For Tu Mochu, although he was very young at that time, he remembered such an unforgettable day very clearly.

Fei Hang said: "You know what? I also thought it was unbelievable when I first saw this book, but then I thought, the most impossible thing in this world is sometimes the most reasonable, otherwise why would I chase her, she didn't even want to give me a straight eye, and you are a cripple, but she is willing to marry you. Think about it, when did Linlin start to be good to you? ”

Tu Mochu clenched his fists, his knuckles were white because he was too hard, "I don't believe it." ”

"If you don't believe it, then let's let Linlin make the choice, who is better for you and whom? Let me think about it......" Fei Hang pondered for a moment, "do you think that as her former benefactor, whose status do you compare?" Her mother, her father, or her younger brother? ”

The golden sunlight is shining, but it can't warm the coolness of the mountains. Fang Lanzhi said she was sorry, but she loved her husband and family even more. Tu Yiqian also said that he was sorry, but he was afraid that Tu Jiaqi would become the second Tu Mochu.

Because Tu Mochu had already broken a pair of legs, wouldn't it matter if he broke his hands again? Did he deserve to be born and constantly abandoned? Tu Mochu can actually understand that this cruel truth has not been completely torn apart, no matter who he is, he is not the most important person, so he will always be given up when faced with a choice.

And Linlin, his Linlin...... Before, like all the children, she looked timidly at Tu Mochu, who was out of place in the kindergarten. After that day, she began to approach him curiously, and then carefully and clumsily treated him.

Tu Mochu lowered his eyes and looked at the yellowed paper and childish big characters, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a shallow wry smile.

In the summer of kindergarten, the little girl held the lotus flower and put it in his arms, she fought for him for the first time in elementary school, and on the night with a sweet smell in the high school wind, her first kiss was given to him, and she married him...... It's good, he's gotten enough.