Yan Danyan went crazy in bed, trying to soothe his restless heart, "What should I do?" Do you want to explain? Yan Danyan didn't dare to scream, so he just lay on the pillow and wanted to give himself an answer.

Yan Danyan didn't understand what was wrong with him, he didn't even know that person's name until now, but he was inexplicably poisoned by that person.

"That's not right, but I really can't control my heart, so I lost it to that person, what if he was the father of my child? What if he wasn't as old as he said he was? ”

There are too many obstacles, people are no longer children, they can't just be so willful, there are too many things for people to consider, Yan Danyan looked at the child who was sleeping happily on the bed, and always felt that if he was with that man, he would definitely be sorry for this child.

What may be repeated is his own tragedy, and the most important thing is that Yan Danyan has a feeling that he should have two children, and the other child must be a particularly cute girl.

But where the hell is that child? Yan Danyan had a hunch that he could ask the man outside the door, but would that man really tell him the answer?

Maybe it's not that I'm afraid that I won't get an answer, but that I will break this balance, if this is really a thing, Yan Danyan is afraid that he will never have a chance to stay by his side again.

Yan Danyan understands that his state is really too obvious, and it is impossible for a man not to know it, so those warnings, those kisses, are more like a man's hunt for a woman.

Ebbinghaus always said that she was still a child, but what kind of elder would look at a junior who was so much younger than himself with the eyes of a woman? Unless the man has lust for his junior.

This fact is obvious, but the man refuses the fermentation of desire, but Yan Danyan can't control his heart, knowing that it is a fire pit, but he still can't help jumping into it.

Yan Danyan wanted to cover himself with the quilt, but it didn't take long for him to roll out of the quilt.

The so-called girl Huaichun, probably that's it, right?

Ebbinghaus stood outside the door and didn't go in, he didn't expect Yan Danyan to be able to react, sure enough, everyone is not simple, but Ebbinghaus is not too nervous, because Yan Danyan is already tempted.

As long as it makes her miserable, this has to be said to be a good idea, so Ebbinghaus left directly, and it is better to let her continue to struggle at this time.

If the point is broken, then there is really no need to play, and the next words, as long as you find a way to let Gu Xijue know the location of Yan Danyan.

Ebbinghaus was looking forward to that day, and thinking about the pain they had caused, he should be able to pay it all back this time, right?

Walking to the side of the small bar, Ebbinghaus wanted to pour himself a cup of black tea, but found that only bitter coffee remained, although the taste of coffee, Ebbinghaus was used to it, but if he could drink a cup of black tea, Ebbinghaus felt more satisfied.

Besides, it's afternoon tea time, and a delicious cake with a slightly bitter black tea should be an excellent enjoyment, and Ebbinghaus can't wait, but the reality makes Ebbinghaus have to dispel this beautiful idea.

The rain outside was too heavy, and there was no way to get any daily necessities if there was no transportation in such a remote place, and the last delivery should have been two days later.

Ebbinghaus opened the refrigerator and began to check the remaining food storage, only to find that after more Yan Dan smoke, the food here should only last two people today's meal.

This is bad news, but it is not without a solution, Ebbinghaus looked at the leftover ginger soup, "If you fill people with water, although people will be swollen, they can still live, but they have to work hard, love me so much, you shouldn't mind these little problems, right?" ”

Ebbinghaus gave up his coffee, which he didn't particularly love, and went to the wine cabinet, where Château Lafite is world-famous, but only the real 80-year-old wine is one of the treasures.

But the funny thing is that many people drink a lot of so-called 82-year-old Lafite every year, which is actually some fake wine, think about it, how many wines are produced in the 82-year-old Lafite estate, how can it be enough for those local tyrants to drink for decades?

Ebbinghaus opened the bottle, which is a rare real 82-year-old Lafite.

The iron sheet on the top of the bottle is very complete, with the entire Château Lafite of the Château Lafite in the middle, and in the middle of it is the English spelling of Lafite red wine - Chateau Lafite Rothschild (Château Lafite dry red wine).

The bottle is the classic style of 1996 and the identification of the 1996 bottle, knowing that the 82-year-old Lafite refers to the 82-year-old brew, not the 82-year-old filling.

The 82-year-old Bordeaux region's fruity grapes have been formed over time to form a jewel of wine, the highest reward for wine lovers in the world.

Ebbinghaus rubbed the production date on the side of the cork, and the slightly raised feel made people feel reassured, and when he took out the corkscrew, Ebbinghaus had a moment of unbearable.

"This kind of thing is really a little less drunk." But if you don't drink it, it will be a waste of this treasure, so Ebbinghaus unceremoniously opened the bottle.

The aroma of the grapes precipitates in the air, there is no obvious smell of alcohol, only aromatic fruity aromas, which make people drunk just by smelling it.

It was really a treat, Ebbinghaus pulled out the upside-down glass goblet, the bright red wine splashing along the wall of the glass in a beautiful arc, each drop shimmering with its own light.

"This is the ruby." With just a shallow bottom of the glass, Ebbinghaus stopped pouring and slowly shook the glass, leaving a beautiful arc on the glass.

Just looking at it like this, Ebbinghaus felt satisfied, maybe he didn't need to taste it himself, it was a reward, but Ebbinghaus was still ready to desecrate this preciousness.

Inhaling some of the liquor like a whistle, feeling the vague sweetness, saltiness, bitterness and sourness, and the constant bouquet of wine penetrating his nostrils, Ebbinghaus felt really drunk.

Gently biting the rim of the glass, slowly let the red wine slide down the tongue into the throat, the faint oak flavor slowly emerged, but the more intense fruity aroma, all at once washed away the other flavors, after drinking there is no sourness, but I feel that there is some strong power left.

"It's really enjoyable, it's a pity that there aren't many of such good wines." Ebbinghaus continued to spin his glass, watching the churning of the wine, his heart filled with satisfaction.

"What a pity." What is the pity? A lot flashed through Ebbinghaus's mind, but finally it was fixed on a somewhat old face.

It was a woman's face, even if she was old, and she could still see the beauty of her youth, the wife of Ebbinghaus, a wife who had never betrayed him.

It is the treasure of Ebbinghaus's life, but it is a pity that the two are not together in the end, and even become hostile.

"How nice it would be if you could understand me?" Ebbinghaus's heart was full of regrets, this is a void that wine can't fill, but regret?

Ebbinghaus didn't regret the choice he made, because regret could save anything?

This doesn't undo anything, it only makes himself more miserable, so Ebbinghaus knows very well, so he will never choose to regret it, and will only try to choose the choice that makes him feel happy.

But if this is the case, the human heart will still feel tired and entangled. Ebbinghaus sat down in a rocking chair with his glass in his hand, facing the door, watching the pouring rain.

Raising the wine glass, as if someone from far away was drinking with him, the dim light plated the wine with a soft light, and the gentle flash, like the tears left by rubies, looked very tempting.

"What, you didn't leave an address, all you left was a blank check? Are you crazy! Gu Xijue felt that he really couldn't understand Live's thoughts, but could he make up for anything now?

"Leaving the address, except for making us more passive, there is no better result, it is better to just disappear and go underground, although it is difficult to move forward in the dark, but there are many more things that can be done, and it is easier, so can you calm down?"

Live put on his gloves and took out a cold scalpel, "And it's not just your wife who is missing now, but also Ah Yan's father, who is in a bad situation for you and me, so being calm and impatient will not bring any useful results." ”

The cold scalpel cut through the file bag, this is the result of the investigation from Jessica, it is common sense that eggs cannot be put in one basket.

Fortunately, thanks to such a preparation, Live can still be so calm now, because who would have imagined that the division commander who has protected Live for more than ten years will be that guy's person?

Jeff's persecution has actually leaked some clues, but Professor Smith's ability to divert attention is too strong, so everyone didn't find anything.

Now that I've been caught off guard, I can only blame myself for not knowing people clearly, thinking of this, Live looked up at the people here, how many people here can be trusted?

After thinking about it, I laughed at myself, how could I doubt these absolute comrades-in-arms because I was injured? But Live thought that if any of these people would betray someone, it would really be an absolute blow.

"If family affection can be abandoned, what other feelings in this world cannot be abandoned?" Live was a little sad, and the cold scalpel came out of his hand, scratching his fingers.