Only ten steps away from him, at the entrance and exit of the building, under the hundred-tile white weaving lamp, standing with his eyebrows raised, was it the young man who rapped that day?

The boy was tall and slightly thin, but the look on his face was sharp. Even through the thick darkness of the night, it did not prevent him from receiving the anger from him in the slightest.

The anger was silent, but it came violently. Even he couldn't help but feel a chill in his body.

The boy stared at him without blinking, as if he wanted to burn him into his bones. So much so that he couldn't help but slap Mo Yan's hand on the back.

Just when he thought he was going to charge at him, the boy suddenly turned around and left in the other direction.

An indescribable lightness rippled from my heart.

If he didn't know who the boy was the last time they met, tonight, he knew it thoroughly.

However, after knowing it, he was not afraid. Not only is he not afraid, but he also has a different sense of accomplishment that is unknown and inconvenient for outsiders. The young man's admiration for the girl he had his eye on should be a testament to the pride he had always had.

Wenhao smiled slightly, turned around and walked in the direction of parking with Mo Yan in his arms.

In the dark, Brother Zhang, who had been forbearing, exposed half of his body from the side of the pillar. He clenched his fists alternately, and his bones made a "creaking, creaking" sound.

As a bodyguard for many years, he undoubtedly felt Wang Chengyou's heart. Now is not the time, sooner or later, the person who actually took Mo Yan in his arms one step ahead of Chengyou will spit out the price with interest!

Brother Zhang glanced fiercely at the dark figure and kept up with Wang Chengyou's pace.

It was already 1 o'clock in the evening.

Wang Chengyou sat in the back seat of the car without saying a word.

The driver is the father's driver.

Brother Zhang, who still doesn't know if he has the opportunity to make meritorious contributions, only has the qualifications to follow behind by driving.

Before the father's driver, another car opened the road.

The three cars sped through the city in the dead of night and soon arrived at Zhenyuan.

Wang Chengyou, who was on the phone with his father Wang Chen, insisted on waiting for Mo Yan to leave the police station before leaving. Under the impartial questioning, the police have concluded through interrogation skills that Mo Yan's confession is true and not suspicious, and it is definitely not the person who kidnapped the insider.

Car parking garage. Wang Chengyou went straight to the second floor through the elevator. He knew that his parents were waiting for him in the living room, but he didn't have the slightest idea of speaking.

He just wanted to close his eyes. Get through the night as soon as possible......

Brushing.

Undress.

Shower.

The line of water gushed out of the tarp, and he stood under the column of rain, letting the water run down his hair, dripping and dripping, and tears could finally burst out of his eyes indulgently.

The man put his hand on her shoulder.

The man took her in his arms.

The man slapped her on the back with his hand.

……

Wang Chengyou clutched his chest and slowly squatted down.

The heart is like a knife.

Is this jealousy in love?

No way!

Wang Chengyou stood up in pain and slapped his hand on the shower control switch.

Sitting back is not his style.

He made a direct call to someone his father couldn't control.

"Mo Yan." He spoke. Because of the unbearable heartache, some breathing is unsteady.

The other party screamed: "Yes, her name is Mo Yan!" I forgive you and don't hold me accountable for harassing me late at night! ”

"Give you a clue about Tang Wenhao's name, be sure to find Mo Yan tonight!"

"It's what I'm good at. Please. The other party laughed, not like a child.

Just when Wang Chengyou was a little relieved, he suddenly heard a laugh in his ear: "That, can you ask that brother to help me open the locked door first?" Please tell him by the way, since he didn't open the door for me for 12 hours, I pooped in bed after urinating a full bottle of beer and two mugs. ”

Wang Chengyou: "?!" ”

Ignoring the unfinished noise of the teenager, Wang Chengyou ended the call.

If Wang Chengyou guessed correctly, Brother Zhang should still be on the first floor of his house at this time. From oral to written. I am afraid that what he faces is worse than what Mo Yan faced in the aphorism.

Wang Chengyou took a large bath towel, wiped it indiscriminately, and wrapped it out of the bathroom.

Two minutes later, he was lying on the bed, his hands and feet neatly placed.

He asked himself: What would be the worst possible outcome? Does the worst mean for him? Since it doesn't mean anything, let's go to sleep.

Only when you wake up the next day will you be allowed to go to school.

Only in this way can we see Mo Yan as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Wang Chengyou reached out and turned off the lamp.

The bedroom was suddenly engulfed in black.

…… I am the dividing line where Wang Chengyou lets go of his obsession......

"He slept?" Wang Chen asked Zhang's mother.

Zhang Mo wiped his tears and nodded: "I saw it in the crack of the door, and after washing, I turned off the lights and went to sleep." ”

"He slept like this?" Miji couldn't accept it for a while. The major event stimulated her to sleep. Compared with the few days of suffering experienced by Xu Fu, what they experienced can be described as "short and fast".

But "short and fast" is only in the eyes of outsiders, and she is afraid that she will not be able to recover from her heart palpitations for three or five years.

According to her thoughts, she and her husband have allowed him to return to the police station to take notes, and the little girl has been released as he wishes, so why should he talk to his parents who have been waiting for him for most of the night?

They want to comfort him, even if he doesn't need to, they should comfort them in turn, right?

Went to sleep alone like this?

"Do you want to ask a psychiatrist to talk to him, I heard that there is something called post-traumatic stress disorder or something."

Listening to Mi Zhi's self-talk, Wang Chen was a little distracted for a while. Post-traumatic stress disorder? That thing doesn't fit in with his son, okay? His son was so depressed that there was a better term for a broken love.

Thinking of this, the old father smiled enigmatically.

"Look, your eyes are swollen to hearts. I guess the sun rises tomorrow morning, and you walk out of your bedroom and see your son alive and energetic, and you suspect that what you have experienced tonight is just a nightmare. Let's go to sleep, too. Jiren has its own natural appearance. As parents, we must learn to stop in moderation when we are worried. ”

Wang Chen stood up, and Ramich got up.

With a turn of his eyes, he fell to Xiao Zhang, who was standing opposite with his hands down, and his tenderness immediately turned to fierceness: "If the reflection is not profound, you just wait to terminate the contract in advance." ”

"Yes." Brother Zhang stood with his feet together, and he almost saluted.

Therefore, if you reflect deeply, can you continue to perform the contract?

Brother Zhang, who had been frowning and looking deep and stern, couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

Entering the bedroom suite, Mi Zhi was a little dissatisfied, his eyes wandered, and he was full of grievances: "It's all because of Xiao Zhang's self-indulgence that he broke into today's basket." Why do you still want to take care of him as You'er's driver? ”