In a nondescript slum surrounded by layers of dilapidated buildings.

A middle-aged man with gray hair and simple clothes was holding a Browning pistol at a middle-aged woman who was kneeling on the ground and shivering.

The middle-aged woman burst into tears: "Twilight Qingming, don't you know what kind of person I am?" How could I have deliberately sent Twilight* to her death? ”

Twilight Qingming's expression was grim and unmoved: "If it weren't for your help, then how did she leave?" She's disabled, and she's a weak woman, where can she get so much *?! It's not you, who else?! ”

The middle-aged woman was already desperate, looking at the muzzle of the black hole in front of her, she knew that she would not see the sun tomorrow, so she simply did not defend herself.

"Twilight, you know? The thing I regret the most is that I met you...... I gave you the best time of my life, but in the end, you would rather be alone than marry me, all these years, I have been here alone with the meager living expenses you gave me, looking at the moon and the stars every day looking forward to you coming, but as a result, you will only come to me when you are down, and you come again, it is actually to take my life...... It's ridiculous! ”

Twilight Qingming looked at the woman in front of him who had already aged and listened to her series of condemnations of himself, his expression did not change at all, and after a long time, he spoke: "I ask you one last time, where did you get Twilight's * and who is behind you?!"

After saying that, Twilight Qingming relentlessly loaded the gun, and now as long as he gently pulled the trigger, the head of the person in front of him would bloom.

The middle-aged woman wiped her tears, lowered her head and muttered: "Life, it's like making a set of papers, you think it's not important to choose the wrong multiple-choice question, but in fact, that multiple-choice question makes me ......"

Before the middle-aged woman could finish speaking, Twilight Qingming impatiently pulled the trigger, he walked up to the middle-aged woman's corpse, flicked her soft corpse with his foot, and then left without mercy.

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Su Yang, Liang Jingsheng and Ningxia with a mask and Ye Congjun with sunglasses stood on the airport in a foreign country.

Su Yang took a big breath and sighed, "Ah!"

Liang Jingsheng walked leisurely from behind with a suitcase, and casually patted the back of Su Yang's head, who was intoxicated.

Su Yang let out an "oops", covered his head and said, "Why did you hit me?!"

Liang Jingsheng took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on, and said, "In order not to let you continue to lose face, Grandma Liu."

Su Yang pursed his lips in disgust, snorted, and then ran up and pounced on Liang Jingsheng's back.

Su Yang said proudly: "Hehe, let's lose face together!"

Liang Jingsheng showed a helpless smile, and dragged Su Yang's restless body from behind with his backhand: "Be careful of falling......"

Ningxia took Ye Congjun's arm and walked behind, looking at Su Yang, who was noisy, with a smile in his eyes that he hadn't seen for a long time, Ye Congjun glanced down at Ningxia, and his face was a lot more relaxed.

Several people came to the hotel they booked, because they got off the plane a little late, so the four of them were going to stay in the hotel for one night and go to the hospital the next day.

When staying in the hotel, Ningxia had to share a room with Su Yang, saying that he hadn't stayed in a room with Su Yang for a long time, and Liang Jingsheng and Ye Congjun's reactions were very subtle.

Although Su Yang looked very arrogant, she was actually very careful, she knew that Ningxia might still not have passed the hurdle in her heart, and when she was about to agree, Ye Congjun quit.

Ye Congjun put the room card in his pocket with one hand, held the suitcase with one hand, hugged Ningxia with the other, and carried Ningxia on his shoulder, Ningxia didn't react for a while, his eyes widened.

Su Yang stretched out his hands helplessly in the back, signaling that Ningxia himself couldn't help.

Ningxia gently slapped Ye Congjun's back, and said in a panic: "You let me down, I want to sleep with Su Yang......"

Ye Congjun was like becoming deaf, and he didn't put her on the bed until he carried Ningxia back to the room.

Ye Congjun deserves to have been a soldier for so long, carrying a suitcase in one hand and Ningxia in the other, and he didn't look out of breath after walking for so long.

Ningxia sat on the bed a little awkwardly, and peeked at the door with small eyes.

Ye Congjun stepped forward and took off the mask on Ningxia's face, Ningxia's eyes were panicked for a moment, and she said goodbye to her scarred face.

Ye Congjun forcibly straightened Ningxia's face and forced her to look at him.

Ye Congjun said: "Do you think you don't look good now?"

Ningxia lowered his eyes and did not speak.

Ye Congjun said again: "Let me tell you, when I was training in the army, some people's noses were knocked out by bullets, and some people's faces were full of tattoos, I have seen something more exaggerated than this scar on your face, you are like this now, in my eyes, there is no difference between you and before!"

Ye Congjun usually doesn't like to talk, and when he is with Ningxia, Ningxia is mostly chattering, and Ye Congjun listens quietly.

Ningxia heard Ye Congjun spit out words like a machine gun at first glance, and some didn't react.

Ye Congjun thought that he was scared of Ningxia, so he eased his facial expression and said, "I really don't think there's anything, scars are a symbol of glory, you see I also have scars on my face."

As he spoke, Ye Congjun leaned over his face and asked Ningxia to take a look.

Ning Ning unconsciously touched the scar on his face, the uneven touch felt terrifying even if he didn't see it.

Ye Congjun kissed the part of Ningxia's face that scarred, and he kissed very gently, calming Ningxia's restless movements at the beginning.

Ye Congjun held Ningxia in his arms, Ye Congjun felt the unique soft touch from a girl in his arms, and suddenly said with an unprecedented feeling: "Moreover, if you live in the same room with Su Yang, Liang Jingsheng will probably nag me to death, maybe I can feel his resentment across a wall......"

Ningxia listened to Ye Congjun's funny description of Liang Jingsheng, and suddenly laughed out loud, and then also complained in agreement: "Liang Jingsheng is quite possessive...... ...... like a child in front of Su Yang"

Liang Jingsheng, who returned to his room here, didn't know that the little couple who had just made an awkward scene were complaining about themselves at this time.

Liang Jingsheng looked at Su Yang, who had just entered the bathroom, and sighed unconsciously, Liang Jingsheng is now thinking about whether to familiarize Lan Xiao with the company's affairs, because if his condition is not controlled, he will probably not be able to continue working in the future, rather than handing over the company to others, Liang Jingsheng trusts Lan Xiao a little more, after all, she has a good relationship with Su Yang, if Su Yang has something in the future, Lan Xiao can also help.

After thinking for a while, the bathroom door opened, and Liang Jingsheng looked at Su Yang, who was wrapped in a bath towel and had a spring on his face, and the mood that had just been low suddenly got better again.

Maybe things aren't as bad as you think......