The little assistant on the side widened his eyes, and his face was incredible, what kind of fairy operation is this, the president of him, he didn't stop it.

"My name is Yan Qingluo, the number is saved on your mobile phone, when you want to come out, call me at any time."

Yan Qingluo, Luo ......

Hearing Yan Qingluo's name, Mu Ye lost his mind for a moment.

It's as if he was kidnapped in country M when he was ten years old, and he was locked up in a dark and dilapidated house every day, not only rats, mosquitoes, but even snakes.

He was so scared that he cried every day, but there was a little girl who came to see him every day, secretly brought him candy, talked to him, and drove away snakes, rats and mosquitoes for him......

"What's your name?" The little boy asked.

"Me? My name is 2064. The little girl was dirty, her clothes were tattered, like a little beggar, but her eyes were shining brightly.

She tugged at the baggy shirt on her shoulders and pointed to a tattoo of numbers on her collarbone, "Wow, 2064." ”

“2064？ What is the name of 2064, it's just a number, don't you have a name? ”

"Name...... Name...... Luo, I should be called Luo. ”

"Luo of Roselle? Good. ”

The little girl nodded blankly, she didn't quite understand what Roselle was, but when she heard the little boy say, she always felt that it should be a very beautiful thing.

"What's your name?"

Before he could say his name, the little girl was taken out by his captors and never came again.

Until, on the day he fled, the little girl did not say anything, but suddenly ran over, cut the ropes that bound his hands and feet, and let him run along a road, until he reached the river, where there was a boat, and if he rowed all the way forward, he could escape. Whatever you hear, don't look back. Keep running and don't look back.

He was running and running, when suddenly he heard a gunshot.

He turned around and saw that the little girl named Luo had been shot in the left shoulder and fell in a pool of blood, he was so scared that he didn't dare to stop and look at it, but just ran forward desperately......

He still didn't tell the little girl his name.

She's probably gone.

Just now, Yan Qingluo's hair happened to be blocked at the collarbone, and I didn't see if there was a tattoo of 2064......

Yan Qingluo, is that her?

"Mr. Mu, Mr. Mu, let's go!" The little assistant Dong Yu called Mu Ye back from his contemplation.

Mu Ye looked up, and Yan Qingluo was gone.

Yan Qingluo returned to his grandfather's villa, it was already one o'clock in the morning, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Yan Zhihan pacing anxiously around in the living room.

"Little four, my good sister, is finally back, are you going to die in a hurry? You said you, you don't take your mobile phone when you go out, if I hadn't asked Xiao Jiang, I knew you were okay......" As soon as Yan Zhihan saw Yan Qingluo, he rushed up and grabbed her, and the chatter began.

"Brother, didn't I come back well?"

It wasn't until Yan Qingluo's sweet voice sounded that Yan Zhihan immediately stopped complaining.

To deal with the sister control, you can only be coquettish.

Yan Qingluo really doesn't have the habit of carrying a mobile phone, and they usually use professional equipment such as laryngeal shock air catheter headphones when they go out to perform tasks.

"Ah, Little Four, are you injured? Where is the blood......" Yan Zhihan suddenly saw the blood stains on Yan Qingluo's skirt, held her shoulders and looked left and right.

"It's not my blood, I helped someone deal with the wound and accidentally rubbed it, I'll wash it." Yan Qingluo calmly finished speaking, turned around and entered his room.

"Huh!"

Yan Zhihan looked lost, he didn't have time to tell her that he had received a courier for her today.

In the middle of the night, a royal blue Rolls-Royce Phantom was speeding on the highway from Sakuro to Kyoto, and a low, magnetic male voice sounded in the car.

"Go find out who this Yan Qingluo is."

Thinking of what happened tonight, Mu Ye's eyes were dyed with a layer of darkness, and the person who dared to swagger into his Mu Ye's life like this did not exist.

Dong Yu drove the car and glanced at the rearview mirror with palpitations, "Yes, Mr. Mu." ”

"Don't tell Xiaowan about today's events, he is worried." Mu Ye, a man as cool as frost, only when he mentions his younger brother, there is a rare trace of tenderness between his eyebrows.

"Got it, Mr. Mu. I'm afraid I can't hide the injuries on your body. ”

"I'll go directly to Night Charm Manor for a while, and I'll live there until my injury heals, and I'll tell Xiaowan and the company that I'm on a business trip."

"Okay." Dong Yu raised his hand and held his glasses, the president was so cautious that he didn't even go to the company.

Half an hour later, a luxurious, magnificent manor house gradually became clear in the night.

Rolls-Royce drove through the openwork iron gate, above the iron gate is written two big characters of night charm, this Western-style manor is designed by a famous foreign designer, typical of the southern style of M country. The white pillars stand majestically, the marble rolls up the snow-white vortex flowers, the ebony doors and windows are all finely carved, and the trees are shaded, which makes it even more beautiful.

It's like a top-notch private estate.

This mountain villa is where Mu Ye's mother lived before her death.

"Mr. Mu, are you hungry, I'll go cook you something." Dong Yu asked softly.

There were no stewards or servants in the manor, only regular attendance.

"No need, if you're hungry, eat by yourself, I'll go back to the room first."

Dong Yu looked at Mu Ye with a low air pressure, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, every time the president came to this manor, because he missed his mother, he would not be very happy, although he usually looked like everyone owed him money, but it was especially serious when he came to Night Charm Manor.

Back in the room, Mu Ye gently unbuttoned his shirt, and in order to prevent the wound from being touched, he gently took off his clothes.

Looking down at his wound, although the bandage was rough, it also meant the same.

Yan Qingluo's delicate face with sophistication unconsciously appeared in his mind.

Luo, Yan Qingluo......

Is it a person or not?

He took out his mobile phone and looked at the phone number corresponding to Yan Qingluo's three words in the address book, hesitated for a long time, and finally didn't dial through.

Just as he was about to turn off his mobile phone and rest, Mu Wan's call came in.

"Hey, Xiaowan, why haven't you slept at this time, sleeping late is not good for your heart." Mu Ye came up with a reprimand.

"Brother, what about me, didn't you sleep either, and you answered in seconds." A soft, weak voice rang on the other end of the phone.

"Can you compare with me?"

"No, no, my brother is Iron Man, so he doesn't need to sleep. Brother, why is this business trip so urgent, I didn't say anything in advance. ”

"Well, something happened here temporarily, I'll go back when it's dealt with."

"How many days will it take?"

"I'm not sure yet, I'll tell you when I get back. Go to sleep, don't stay up late in the future. ”

"Oh, good night, brother."

"Well, good night."

Mu Ye hung up the phone, lay on the bed with her eyes closed, her thick eyelashes flickering, and the gunshots appeared in her ears from time to time.

He opened his eyes suddenly, squinted at the deep darkness, and simply sat up.

Since that abduction, he has been unable to sleep deeply, sleeping very lightly and even with difficulty.

He suspects that he has PTSD and has also received psychotherapy, but no matter what the method, the problem of sleep has not been solved.