I don't know how long it took, Chang'an finally spoke with difficulty, "Why are you here in this chaos?" ”

This sentence finally pierced the obstacle that was as thin as spring ice, Mo Pinglan raised his head, there was still a trace of scarlet like a sleepy beast in his eyes, he pinched his knuckles and sneered: "I have nothing to do, and I want to die when I am full." ”

Although she didn't know what he had experienced, and she thought about it, Chang'an couldn't say anything cruel anyway, she bit her lower lip and whispered, "I'm sorry for worrying you." ”

Mo Pinglan's smile was deeper, but it was full of cold sarcasm, "What am I worried about?" Miss Chang'an has someone to accompany her to live comfortably, so why am I worried. ”

Chang An didn't want to be entangled with him, there would be no result in that, she lowered her eyes and her voice was broken, "Mo Pinglan, I know that you won't believe what I say now, and I don't need to explain." If you think that I don't keep the way of women, just divorce me, and from then on we will be happy and happy, and we will never have to suffer so much again. ”

Hearing her sentence of dismissal, Mo Pinglan's forehead jumped, and his eyes covered with frost and snow suddenly burst out with a trace of injury.

It's like a wounded little beast that has been abandoned by his family.

Although that kind of look was fleeting, Chang'an saw it, but it was too fast, and she was not sure.

His hand holding the cup tightened, the green tendons on the back of his hand protruded, and his knuckles turned pale, tightening until he ......

Snap, the glass shattered in his hand, and the shards of glass pierced into his palm.

Ignoring the water that had been spilled, Chang'an grabbed his wrist, "What are you doing, it's bleeding." ”

Mo Pinglan's bleeding hand held her so hard.

With the lubrication of blood and water, in fact, he couldn't hold Chang'an, but it made him hurt even more.

Chang'an frowned, "Don't mess around, Hong Kong Island is not as good as our Yunzhou, too humid bacteria are easy to multiply, and the wound will become inflamed if it is not treated in time." ”

He looked at her, his eyes were scarlet, and he said darkly for a long time: "One part, two wide, each life is happy?" ”

"Mo Pinglan ......"

"Rejoice? You follow him! ”

"Mo Pinglan, you let go of me first, your wound will hurt."

"Will you care if I hurt or not? Mo Changan, you unconscionable woman, you are inserting a knife in my heart! ”

His eyes were flushed, as if they were covered with moisture.

Chang An looked at him in surprise, what was he talking about, sticking a knife in his heart? And what about him? What's the point of sticking a knife in your heart again and again?

Chang An closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "If you feel uncomfortable, don't torture each other." ”

He looked at her, his thin lips pursed into a tight straight line, and he finally let go when Chang'an could barely hold back his screams.

The blood on his hands fell on the white robe, he didn't care at all, he stood up, looked at Mo Changan condescendingly, and said coldly: "Mo Changan, your father is seriously ill, it's hard to say whether he can survive this month, but you are thinking about divorce and remarriage here, are you a child like this?" ”

"What did you say?" Chang'an pounced and grabbed his clothes.

"You're talking nonsense, aren't you?"

He sneered and pushed her away, "Believe it or not, get out of here." ”

The last two words almost popped out of his chest, and although he lowered his voice, he was like coals, burning him and burning her.

He opened the door and swirled out like a gust of wind. Chen Qiao's exclamation and his snub sounded outside the door.

Chang'an immediately chased out, "Mo Pinglan, I'll go back to Yunzhou with you." ”

He turned back, but didn't look at her, and then resolutely turned away from the place.

Chang'an stood at the door, his bloody hand clasping the door tightly.

I don't know when Han Fengrin came out of the house, he looked at Chang'an and didn't speak, just stood quietly behind her.

After a while, his hand fell on her shoulder, and Chang'an suddenly dodged away like a needle.

Han Fengrin's hand fell in the air, he hung his fingers a little embarrassed, and said for a long time: "Go in first, this is not good." ”

Chang'an followed him into the house silently, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, the blood on his hands had coagulated, and he soaked in the water, floating in the water one by one, and slowly dyed the water red.

What she saw in her eyes was a blood-red color.

Mo Pinglan's hand was still bleeding when he left, this injury was actually nothing, Chang'an thought of the difficulty he had had come all the way.

The battle was so fierce that they didn't even dare to go up the street in the city, and they were afraid of being hit by stray bullets. He came from the interior and had no other way but by water, and the battlefield was on the water, and it was very difficult to pass through the artillery fire of both sides.

He didn't say why he came, but Chang'an would not be ignorant and think that he was here to do business, in her mind, only He Huan'er could make him do this, but He Huan'er was naturally not on Hong Kong Island, so he could only come for her.

This recognition burned her, and when she was disheartened, he actually gave her such a touch.

Loving someone is different from not loving someone, if you don't love, no matter how much he does for himself, he will only be moved.

But in love, he will forget all his bad because of a touch, and his eyes are full of his good.

Just like now, Chang'an almost forgot about the harm he had done to himself, and all he thought about was his injury.

She washed her hands for a long time.

Han Fengrin had been watching from the door of the bathroom, and he didn't know where he got the cigarette from, tilting his head slightly and spewing out white smoke.

The smoke blurred his eyes, but the sneering nostrils and the thin pursed lips betrayed his self-deprecation.

After smoking a cigarette, he stepped forward and grabbed Chang'an's wrist, "Let's go." ”

Chang'an was pulled two steps forward by him, looking up at him ignorantly, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Go find Mo Pinglan."

Chang'an struggled, "Han Fengrin, don't have convulsions." ”

Han Fengrin let go of his hand, "That's right, you have to pack your luggage." Has your suitcase never been opened? Take something simple, now it is estimated that it is unlikely to go, and it is cumbersome to bring too many things. ”

"Han Fengrin, what are you going to do?"

Han Fengrin's body exudes the strong smell of tobacco, but it is very compatible with his temperament, and he looks very masculine, "Chang'an, he is here, tell your father's condition, you have no reason to go on, go back." ”

Chang An didn't expect him to see through himself easily, and after being silent for a while, he raised his head and asked, "What about you?" ”

"Me?" He looked at her, his eyes clear, "I'm still a little bit behind." Chang'an, as I said, I want you to be willing. ”

"You haven't let go of Mo Pinglan for a day, I'll just wait for a day, huh?"

"Han Feng Rin ......"

Han Fengrin pinched her nose, "Good, hurry up and clean up your things, I'm afraid I'll change my mind after a long time." You know, I'm not much of a gentleman. ”

Chang'an's face flushed, and she remembered that night.

Even though they didn't reach the last step, she and him were close after all, and she betrayed Mo Pinglan.

She said: "I just went back this time to see my dad and wait for my dad to ...... If I don't have a place to go, can I go to you? ”

Han Fengrin nodded, "Of course you can, this is for you." ”

As he spoke, he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled a jade from his neck that was tied with silk thread.

The so-called Jue is notched in the ring, and most of them are accessories or tokens on men's clothes.

Han Fengrin's piece of Jue is white and yellow, the whole body is transparent, the gap is two opposite dragon heads, the ring is carved into scales, the whole jade Jue is like two dragons coiled together, it looks like a very old thing.

Han Fengrin tied Chang'an around his neck, "This jade was handed down by my ancestors, I heard that the ancestor of our family was the king of Han during the Six Kingdoms period, this is a token of the king, but when the old Qin unified the Six Kingdoms, Han died early, and this token always reminds me that my ancestor is really bad." But the things at home must be kept, this jade has been with me for more than 20 years, and now I will give it to you, just as a thought. ”

When Chang'an heard that it was so precious, he stretched out his hand to untie it and return it to him.

Han Fengrin pressed her hand, "It's just a matter of saying, everything Korea has been destroyed for a thousand years, and keeping it is bragging, I don't mean anything else to give it to you, it's because it's been with me for a long time, and it has my breath on it, I hope it can protect you when I'm not by your side."

"Han Feng Rin ......"

"Little noodle melon, are we friends?" When he said this, the base of his tongue was astringent, and it was very difficult to spit it out.

Not only is it a friend, he once met her frankly and lived and died together, and now he said this, his heart hurts.

Chang An bit his pink lower lip and nodded, "Hmm." ”

"Then you can help me carry it, and when you see me one day, you will return it to me, and now go and pack my things."

Chang'an pushed him through the door of the room, but he lit another cigarette.

With his back against the wall and one leg bent, he lowered his head slightly, his hand holding the cigarette hanging to his side, and smiled wryly.

At this time, in the Qianwan Hotel, Mo Pinglan was being bandaged by Chen Qiao.

Chen Qiao chattered while bandaging, "Young master, I said that you don't have to come, you have to come, now you see it, right?" I'll just say she's not a good woman! For such a watery poplar woman, you have indulged her again and again, I said that it was time to cut her with a knife and make her ......"

Smack, Mo Pinglan broke free of Chen Qiao, and the hand wrapped in gauze hit Chen Qiao's face hard.

Chen Qiao was in pain, but he didn't care about the pain, he was just worried about Mo Pinglan's unbandaged palm.

Sure enough, the wound that had just been applied to the medicine opened again, and blood seeped out of the white gauze, and it was immediately stained bright red.

"Young master, I was wrong, I fought myself, don't be angry."

As he spoke, Chen Qiao raised his hand and slapped him the other side of his face, much harder than Mo Pinglan's beating.

Mo Pinglan looked at him, his eyes were gloomy, and his voice was fierce, "Remember, no one can insult her casually." ”

"The subordinates know that they are wrong, and they ask the young master for forgiveness."

Chen Qiao didn't dare to say more, and hurriedly retreated.

Mo Pinglan sat down on the chair, his hand stroking his forehead, and his dark eyes were full of sorrow.

When there was no one, he didn't need to disguise, he shed the hard armor, and he revealed the tender flesh that was ground up and drenched in blood.

For countless nights, he licked his wounds like this, and sometimes he found it ridiculous to turn those hateful targets out. wants to be a madman, no matter what he loves and hates, he just wants to live in the moment, and be an ordinary couple with Chang'an firewood, rice, oil and salt.

But there is no turning back from the start of work, there is no room to turn back from those he sat down before, he is stuck in the gears of fate and can only be pushed forward, forward, even if he is crushed to death, he must not stop, let alone look back.

Scheming deeper than the city, he admitted, he was. But no one knew that he was very tired and miserable.

He buried his head deep in his hands, Hong Kong Island was obviously very hot, but he was like returning to that poor mountain village in the north, a leaky thatched hut, with no way to cover the wind, rain and snow, and he was thrown in the corner like garbage in clothes that could only hide his shame. Without a warm embrace and a sweet smile, he grew humbly in the wind and rain like a dog.

Oh, what white clothes are elegant, what is as square as jade, it's all bullshit. No matter how elegant he is, he can't change the dirtiness and humility in his bones, and he needs constant success and power to prove himself. What is a Mo family, what is a Sea Dragon Gang, what he wants is power to be looked up to by the world, and to do all this, he must be loveless and ruthless.

But Chang'an, only for you, I can't let go, I can't let go!

Holding his hand away, his handsome and fair face was already wet, and blood mixed with tears made this face filthy......

Chen Qiao was annoyed, and suddenly saw the door open, Mo Pinglan walked out elegantly, the white embroidered bamboo robe was graceful, and his handsome face was cold and handsome, even if he was a man, Chen Qiao had a moment of distraction when he saw the young master.

"Young Master."

"Well, how's the war going on outside?"

"I heard that there is a reconciliation, if we come back now, I guess it will be fine." After finishing speaking, Chen Qiao touched his head again, and said What are you doing, you are here.

"Alright, pack up, and we'll go back when we have a boat."

Chen Qiao wanted to ask something else, but he didn't dare.

At this time, someone suddenly came to report, "Mr. Mo, there is a Miss Mo outside who asks to see you." ”

Chen Qiao frowned, he went to see Mo Pinglan, Mo Pinglan's handsome face had no expression, just said, "Let her in." ”

Chang'an must be going back, he has already expected that she is filial and it is impossible to ignore her father.

He had given her a chance to escape from his control, even if she was with anyone abroad. But she didn't leave, don't blame him for not letting go, just now, he had already made up his mind to pay attention, even if he did whatever it took to trap Chang'an by his side.

Chang'an is his, her lips can only be kissed by him, her body can only be touched by him, and she can only give birth to him.

Chang'an walked in, and to Mo Pinglan's surprise, Han Fenglin still dared to follow.

He raised his sword eyebrows, and there seemed to be broken ice floating in his peach blossom eyes, and he couldn't see what he was planning to do.

Han Fengrin didn't intend to understand, between men, either kill or fight, he said very neatly: "I sent Chang'an back, Mo Pinglan, I want to talk to you." ”

Chang An never expected Han Fengrin to do this, she shook her head with some worry, afraid that the two of them would fight.

Mo Pinglan's slender and elegant fingers gently stroked the jade wrench on his thumb, and he said to Chen Qiao, "Take Madame down to rest." ”

After he finished speaking, he didn't miss Han Fengrin's pupils that constricted because he heard this lady.

Chang An looked at the two of them in embarrassment, where he stood and didn't move.

Chen Qiao was impatient, "Madam, please." ”

Han Fengrin glanced deeply in her direction, and smiled, "Don't worry, it's okay." ”

Chang'an nodded, and then turned around.

Mo Pinglan didn't have a trace of waves on his face, but the hand hanging in the long sleeve had already grabbed his palm deeply.

Chang'an glanced at him, saw that he didn't squint, and followed Chen Qiao out.

waited until the wait was out of sight, and Han Fengrin nodded to Mo Pinglan, "Boss Mo, don't you want a cup of tea?" ”

Although the two have clashed countless times, it is the first time that they have spoken face-to-face like this, Mo Pinglan hooked the corners of his mouth and said sarcastically: "Then should I call you Doctor Han or Gang Leader Han?" ”

Han Fengrin nodded, "Okay, just call me Han Fengrin." ”

Rao is Mo Pinglan has seen and dealt with everyone, but he is still a little depressed in the face of a strong-skinned and thick-skinned person like Han Fenglin, and he shouted outside, "Serve tea." ”

A pot of fragrant oolong tea was brought in, and the next person put a cup of tea in front of Han Fengrin, he reached out and picked it up, taking a sip, "Good tea." ”

Mo Pinglan didn't care about him at all, and was full of hostility towards him.

Han Fengrin rolled his eyelids, "Boss Mo, don't be like this, I'm under a lot of pressure." ”

Mo Pinglan: ......

"Well, I'm not kidding. Xiao Mian Gua, oh, it's Chang'an, she has decided to go back to Yunzhou with you, you have to take care of her. ”

Mo Pinglan's jaw tightened, trying his best to hold back, "Han Fenglin, she is my wife." ”

"Oh, you know she's your wife. Then why did you always make her cry, and why did she almost die in Su Yu's prison? Why did she almost get insulted by the surname Jiang? Why did she wear one shoe on a snowy day to trek through the snow? Mo Pinglan, if it weren't for Chang'an, she only had you in her heart, I wouldn't let her have half of an intersection with you, you are not worthy of her. ”

The skeletal and elegant hand in the sleeve became tighter and tighter, and what he said Mo Pinglan would hurt in his chest every time he thought about it, and then he said that the pain added a layer of depression and shame.

Han Fengrin didn't want to get any answer from him, he suddenly laughed, but what he said was self-deprecating, "Chang'an is so good, if it weren't for me, I would have locked her by my side even if I tried my best." But I'm in danger now, I can't let her be in danger with me, you take good care of her, and if it's not good for her, I'll still take her away. ”

Mo Pinglan's patience finally reached the extreme, he slapped on the table, the teacups jumped high, and the tea spilled on the table.

"Han Fengrin, you have to go too far."

Han Fengrin was not angry, he hung his head, his voice was full of regret, "Mo Pinglan, Chang'an has been married to me since I was a child, and later the two families regretted their marriage, otherwise how could it be your turn?" Why do you think I always miss her? ”

Mo Pinglan reached the peak of his anger because of his words, not because of the power of his words, but his lonely tone, and that last resort, he actually felt the same way, a little sympathetic.

In troubled times, as men, they always have so much to do except for their children's personal affairs.

Outside, Chang'an was anxious, she was afraid that they would fight again.

Two men, who hurt her unwillingly.

Not far away, Chen Qiao looked at her gloomily, holding a knife in his hand, his eyes were red.

Chang An had no intention of noticing him, but because his hostility was too strong, she not only turned her head to meet her eyes.

She wasn't afraid of him, even if he looked like a butcher at this time.

Because she is too familiar, even if Chen Qiao really wants to hurt her, she will not be afraid.

Seeing her look at him, Chen Qiao's gaze became even more fierce.

Chang'an didn't want to pay attention to him, but seeing her at this time made her irritable, so she said: "Chen Qiao, you don't have to be like this, I don't owe you anything." ”

Chen Qiao disagreed, "You don't owe me anything, but you owe our young master." ”

Chang'an sneered, she owes Mo Pinglan? It's a joke, but she can't explain it to Chen Qiao, he is not qualified.

But Chen Qiao was angry with her contemptuous attitude, and not only said viciously: "What are you laughing at? Do you know that the young master almost died trying to find you? Our ability is in the Guangyue area, and as soon as the battle starts, the young master will be in a hurry. Unable to find a boat to Hong Kong Island, we had to threaten a fishing boat, this way there was a lot of artillery fire, the boat boss hit a stray bullet, we all took turns rocking the boat, the young master himself got on. There was also a protective net, which was almost shot into a sieve by bullets from both sides, we brought a brother here, you see how many there are now, if it weren't for Ah Guang blocking a shot for the young master, you wouldn't have seen the young master at all now. ”

"Ah Guang is dead?" Chang'an knows Ah Guang, he is also Mo Pinglan's bodyguard, he is very honest and good, but he is very good.

"What are you sad about, I think you can't wait for the young master to die. Look at you pulling and pulling with men, do you know how sad the young master is? ”

Chen Qiao was angry, his words were not smooth, and his chest just rose and fell violently.

Chang'an knew that Mo Pinglan's journey would not be smooth, but when she heard Chen Qiao say that she seemed to see that scene, her heart ached. Mo Pinglan, don't you care about me? It's good for you if I'm dead, but why do you care about me?

The more Chen Qiao spoke, the more angry he became, and finally the dignified seven-foot man actually cried, "You think you have been wronged, but you don't understand the young master at all." You can't see what the young master did for you behind his back, Mo Changan, you are selfish. ”

Chang'an lowered her head, she couldn't lose her identity and argue with a subordinate here, and she didn't believe what he said.

At this moment, there was a loud noise in the room, as if the tables and chairs were falling.

Chen Qiao hurriedly stepped forward, and just as he was about to knock on the door, he found that the door was open from the inside, and the cold wind came out of it.

Mo Pinglan stood behind, his face pale.

Chang'an greeted him, and before his lips could move, Han Fengrin said, "Little noodle melon, I'm leaving." ”

"Han Fengrin!" She called him.

Han Fengrin stopped, but did not look back at Chang'an, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, thinking that Chang'an would come over and say to him, "I'll go with you." ”

But Chang'an said, "Take care." ”

He took a deep breath and turned back to her and smiled, "Don't worry, I won't hang up until I marry you." Let's go! ”

"Han ......" Chang'an's hand on her side was raised and lowered, she couldn't accompany him, and what qualifications did she have to say to keep him.

Mo Pinglan kept standing at the door, looking at them, his eyes were cold, and then slammed the door shut.

Chen Qiao hurriedly entered, leaving Chang'an standing in place, not advancing or retreating.