"Do you think that kid is really Wenyang?"

In the box, Song You asked Yin Qige directly, "You don't look like a person who can find a replacement." ”

In the spacious and dark private room, Yin Qige was lazily reclining on a black leather sofa, stretching his limbs, a woman with exquisite makeup and an eye-catching figure was sitting in his arms, and a slender white hand was gently massaging Yin Qige's broad chest.

The dim light made it impossible to see Yin Qige's facial features clearly, and he could only feel a sharp aura from his muscular body.

"No one can replace Wen Yang." Yin Qige smoked a cigarette and said slowly, "Although he is indeed very similar, he is almost tired of it." ”

He needs someone similar to Wen Yang to transition this period of Wen Yang's death, an existence similar to Wen Yang, so that he has the illusion of returning to eleven years ago every night, and even makes him feel Wen Yang's departure, at least it makes him no longer so painful.

In Yin Qige's opinion, time will make him sober, and it won't be long before he no longer needs this man to act as Wen Yang to comfort him.

When he was drunk, Yin Qige made a phone call to Wen Yang and asked Wen Yang to find him in his private club.

After nearly half an hour, Wen Yang knocked on the door outside the box, and with the consent of the people inside, Wen Yang gently pushed open the door of the box.

There were five or six men in the box, some in suits and leather shoes, some with thick waists and wide arms and tattoos on their bodies, all of them exuding a strong aura, Yin Qige leaned on the sofa in the middle, and looked lazily at Wen Yang, who was stopped at the door.

A group of people turned their heads to look at Wen Yang, Wen Yang was wearing a white shirt, and the face was extraordinarily white and transparent, giving people a feeling of simplicity and elegance, although the body was thin, but the skeleton was even, and the two legs were extraordinarily slender.

It seems that everyone in the box is beginning to understand why Yin Qige would keep this man by his side, leaving aside the similarity between him and the person in Yin Qige's heart, just this appearance and figure can indeed constitute a temptation to men.

"Come here." Yin Qige beckoned to Wen Yang at the door, "Sit down with me." ”

The woman in Yin Qige's arms automatically sat aside.

Wen Yang walked up to Yin Yangge and sat down nervously, Yin Qige put his arms around Wen Yang's waist, and sniffed lightly on the side of Wen Yang's face.

What Wen Yang hated the most was the smell of tobacco on Yin Qige's body all the time, as well as the faint smell of shaving water wrapped in the smell of wine, or every breath from Yin Qige's body, which made him nauseous.

Every night, the seamless fierce entanglement of the body will come from the breath of Yin Qige's body......

Wen Yang pursed his lips tightly and remained still, letting Yin Qige sniff like a beast.

During this time, his meekness was rewarded, Yin Qige did not lose his temper with him again, not even a cold face, and even in bed, he tried his best to be gentle.....

Wen Yang also understood the temperament of this beast, as long as he obediently listened to him, he would definitely be able to survive this period of time without incident.

Yin Qige kissed Wen Yang's cheek and said softly, "Why is it so late?" ”

Wen Yang said honestly, "Block... There was a traffic jam. ”

"Can I drink?"

"I can drink a little, the amount of alcohol... Not too. ”

Yin Qige sat up and poured Wen Yang a glass of wine himself, "Come, drink a little with me." ”

Wen Yang took the wine glass.

"Your name is taking advantage of it, you know?" Sitting opposite Yin Qige, Zhang Jiong, who had broad arms and a round waist, asked Wen Yang with a grin, in the hearts of these people, Wen Yang was just one of Yin Qige's lovers, and he had no status, "Eh, let me ask you, who gave you this name?" ”

Zhang Jiong's face was rough, and the evil aura on his body looked heavier, Wen Yang was a little afraid, and secretly glanced at Yin Qige next to him, and saw that Yin Qige was smoking a cigarette and his face was not abnormal, so he turned his head and replied cautiously, "Should... Should be... It was the nuns of the orphanage who gave .... Call me. ”

"Why is it called 'should'?"

"I was in a car accident when I was a kid, I don't remember, it was... It was someone else who said my name was that. ”

"Oh, then you're really out of shit luck." Zhang Jiong smiled, "It's just a copy of the character, even the name is copied, this copycat is really ....."

"Xiao Zhang!" Yan Mo on the other side suddenly interrupted Wu Jiong and said sharply, "Drink your wine, what so much nonsense!" ”

Zhang Jiong accepted his sex at this time, touched his head and looked at Yin Qige with a smirk, "Brother Yin, my mouth is like this, don't you mind." ”

Yin Qige didn't speak, shook the cigarette on his fingertips, then turned his head to look at Wen Yang, and couldn't help but kiss Wen Yang's fair neck, and chuckled drunkly, "I can't tell if you're real or fake." ”

Wen Yang couldn't understand these words at all, so he could only pay for a face that kept smiling.

At this moment, Yin Qige's mobile phone rang, and when he looked at the caller ID, Yin Qige's face couldn't help but become solemn.

is Yang Yi, the person in charge of investigating "Wen Yang" before, who is currently investigating the murderer of "Wen Yang" for himself, and .....

"Got it." Yin Qige's eyes flashed coldly, "Come to me and report." ”

After hanging up the phone, Yin Qige ordered Zhang Jiong, "Xiao Zhang, go and pick up Yang Yi in ***." ”

"Yes."

After Zhang Jiong finished speaking, he got up and quickly left the box.

"Yang Yi called at this time, is there a result of the investigation?" Yan Mo asked.

Yin Qige closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "It has been found out who Wen Yang's heart was transplanted into." ”

Song You's face was slightly solemn, "Qi Ge, after you know who it is, you won't plan to ....." Song You is a doctor, and he doesn't want Yin Qi Ge to do something hurtful in his heart.

"Digging out his heart, of course." After Yin Qige finished speaking unhurriedly, all the people in the box looked at him, Wen Yang's heart also trembled, although he couldn't understand the conversation of these people, but Yin Qige's words scared him into a cold sweat.

"Use Wen Yang's life to extend his life..."Although the smile on Yin Qige's face was subtle, it looked hideous, "Such a person, do you think I will let him die happily?" ”

Song You didn't speak, just sighed.

Wen Yang broke out in a cold sweat on his back.

Could it be that this demon is ready to harm people again?

Who is the "Wen Yang" in his mouth? Aren't you Wen Yang? Could it be that there is another person named Wen Yang?

"I... Can I go to the restroom? After ten or so minutes, Wen Yang finally couldn't bear the depression around him, and said in a low voice, "Just... Just for a moment. ”

Yin Qige had no expression on his face, and although he didn't speak, he let go of the hand on Wen Yang's waist.

After getting acquiescence, Wen Yang quickly left the box, and splashed his face with cold water after going to the bathroom.

"Calm down, calm down...."Looking at himself with a pale face in the mirror, Wen Yang comforted himself, "It has nothing to do with you, what are you nervous about?" ”

After calming down in the bathroom for more than ten minutes, Wen Yang patted his face and walked to the box where Yin Qige was, and in the corridor not far from the door of the box, Wen Yang and Yang Yi, who Zhang Jiong was leading, met after turning from another corridor.

Wen Yang knew Zhang Jiong, and after seeing Zhang Jiong, he quickly said hello respectfully, Wu Jiong nodded lukewarmly to Wen Yang, and walked towards the box not far away with Yang Yi behind him.

When passing by Yang Yi, Wen Yang nodded and smiled at Yang Yi to say hello, but found that Yang Yi frowned, staring at himself with deep and complicated eyes, and after walking a few meters away, he still turned his head to look at himself.

That look seemed to say...

I'm sorry, don't blame me....