Chapter 9: The Past That Can't Be Passed
"I'm so scared...... I... I didn't mean to, I... I was just...... It's just that... What should I do, brother......"
Yan Qing looked at Yan San, who was squatting and trembling, didn't speak, turned around and went back to the house, and after a while, he walked out again, picked up Yan San and walked into the house.
Walking all the way to the big bathroom, the bathtub in the bathroom was already filled with water, and Yan Qing mercilessly threw Yan San into it......
"Gollum ......"
Yan San was immersed in it at first and did not move, but then he seemed to feel that he had difficulty breathing and began to struggle desperately, at this time, Yan Qing suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed Yan San's head fiercely, preventing her from surfacing her.
Yan San struggled desperately, his hand unconsciously grabbed Yan Qing's sleeve, his nails scratched Yan Qing's arm, and the splashed water soaked Yan Qing's shirt, but Yan Qing looked at Yan San who was struggling desperately in the bathtub indifferently as if he didn't notice it.
Finally, when Yan San was about to drown, Yan Qing pulled Yan San's head.
"Ahem...... Ahem...... Ahem......"
Yan San, who was choking, coughed painfully, and he didn't know whether it was water or tears in the corners of his eyes, and the whole person looked very embarrassed.
"Look at your appearance, Yan Laosan! How can there be a little bit of rampant self-confidence at the beginning?! It's just a stray dog that survives! ”
"Ahem......"
Yan San opened her eyes, her eyes were empty and her face was defeated, and she said in a hoarse voice:
"Yan San is dead...... Died five years ago...... Dead ......"
"Tsk!"
Yan Qing slapped her in the face, got up and said coldly:
"Yan Laosan, don't play tricks on me, it's up to you to live or die, it's up to you to go out if you can't go, don't put a show on me, it's disgusting to look at!"
With that, Yan Qing turned around and left, accompanied by the sound of the door closing.
In the bathroom, there was an instant silence, and the sound of water dripping down the porcelain plate was heard from time to time.
Yan San sat in the bathtub, his long hair was wet and sticky to his face, on his clothes, Yan San's eyes were blank, after a while, Yan San got up from the bathtub slowly and stepped out, walked back to his room step by step, closed the door, and lay on the bed with big characters, staring at the ceiling with godless eyes.
[What game to play, what can you do!] ]
[It's all you!] If it weren't for you and my sister-in-law, I wouldn't have died! Why not you! ]
[You actually ran away during the game!] You don't deserve to be a god! ]
[The game is lost because of you!] Swindler! ]
[Sanqing get out of e-sports!] ]
[Sanqing, you were fired from the company...... ]
[Why didn't you come!] ]
[You are not worthy of the surname Yan!] Get out of here! ]
Yan San closed his eyes, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, Yan San pulled the quilt and then turned around, wrapping himself in the quilt......
The next day, Yan San felt a tingling pain in his head, covered his head and got up, and suddenly found that he was wet and uncomfortable......
After a while, Yan San got up, walked into the bathroom, took off his wet clothes, took a hot shower, and found that he had no clothes when he changed his clothes......
When he arrived at the living room, Yan San didn't see Yan Qing's figure, but there was a glass of milk and a sandwich on the dining table, and there was a box.
Yan San picked up the card and looked at it, and then his heart warmed......
Elder brother......
The card reads: Dress to work, don't catch a cold...... 166 Reading Network