[69 Book Bar - www.] Next to her is his masculine scent mixed with the unique smell exuded by high-end handmade suits. The blur can't be traced, but it can sensitively tease her taste cells and memory.

The taste is exactly the same.

The car window reflected the leaves passing by quickly and the interlacing lines of light and shadow, flickering on and off, and the sunlight coming in slantingly through the gaps in the forest.

Qingwu couldn't help but think of the only time she and he were riding in a car together many years ago, and it suddenly seemed like a dream.

At that time, she had just found out that she was pregnant with Duo Duo, and she was panicking. Unbeknownst to him, she met him by chance on the way home. It was such a short distance, just driving through a large maple forest, but it seemed like he was sitting next to her.

Moved together for half a century.

Neither things nor people, the urge to cry is hard to hide.

Even though he took a quick shower at the motel at the foot of the cemetery hill, cleaned himself up, and trimmed his hair, which made him look a little more like a human being, Ling Yansen's eyes were still not as sharp as usual.

It seemed that the blade of the knife, which had not been sharpened for a long time, was rusty.

This is a taxi, rushing to the hospital where Jiang Henhan is staying.

Ling Yansen finally nodded indifferently and agreed to Qing Wu's request to see Jiang Henhan.

Neither of them said anything.

The driver was even more sensible and didn't turn on the radio, leaving the car completely silent.

Qingwu lowered her head and saw his hand on her side. The joints were clear, the nails were flat, and the fingertips were sharp. It was so white that even the light blue blood vessels could be seen. The hairs on the back of the hand were not sticky one by one.

Elegant enough to be expensive.

And her hand was just a centimeter or two away from his fingertips, clinging to the seat fabric timidly, curling up, fearing that her hand would touch his if there was a bump on the uneven road.

She told herself that it was a thunder pool. Thunder pool is a mistake and cannot be repeated.

Both he and she breathed carefully, seeming to feel unprecedented fear of the possibility of depriving each other of air.

That's it, without saying anything all the way, we arrived at the hospital.

Ling Yansen got out of the car first, and his tall figure got out of the narrow taxi. His movements were a little clumsy. Qingwu watched carefully, her somewhat dull eyes still unable to take her away from him.

She was like a fool, so she couldn't help but think that this silent road seemed a pity. She could have seized the opportunity to talk to him, not touching him, just talking, and she didn't know about such an opportunity.

, will there be any more in the future?

Jiang Henhan was taking a safe from Liangzi when there was a knock on the ward door.

Turning his head, Qingwu had already opened the door and smiled at him, "How are you feeling today? Where is Auntie?"

It can be seen from her smile that she must have successfully completed what he told her. Sure enough, the man who stood upright appeared behind her. His long and narrow rift valley-like outline still looked evil, but it gave people a sense of evil.

The depth of blackness.

"The feeling has been about the same, good or bad. My mother couldn't bear it anymore. I advised her to go home and take a bath and rest. Anyway, a nurse will come later."

Qingwu nodded and turned sideways calmly, wanting Ling Yansen to walk in, but Ling Yansen just stood at the door with his eyes closed and a face as cold as frost.

"Qingwu, my colleague Liangzi happens to be here, and you are also tired. So, let Liangzi take you home, and you can take a bath, eat some food, and rest."

"But, you guys..." Qing Wu hesitated, her eyes moving back and forth between Ling Yansen and Jiang Henhan. She was still very worried. After all, the two people seemed to be on fire as soon as they met. If they hadn't started fighting in the cemetery,

Jiang Henhan might not be like this either.

"I have something to talk to Mr. Ling alone."

Jiang Henhan smiled sheepishly, his eyes already deep. Qingwu understood immediately and thought to herself, it was the first time the two met as brothers, so she had better not be present.

When he walked out and passed by Ling Yansen, he worriedly asked, "Ayan, Henhan is a patient, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Yansen suddenly turned cold and stepped into the threshold. Then without any explanation, he closed the door with an indifferent expression, completely shutting out Qingwu's thin and soft voice.

Qingwu was stunned, looked at Liangzi who was waiting for her not far away with some embarrassment, and then left with a wry smile.

Jiang Henhan couldn't help but frown when he saw Ling Yansen like this, "Don't always follow your own temper. Treat her how you want to treat her. She is a human being and a very good woman who deserves to be treated tenderly."

.”

Ling Yansen raised his eyebrows, walked over speciously, got straight to the point, and said in an impatient tone, "She said you have something to do with me."

Jiang Henhan was stunned for a moment by his turning away from his guest, but he was not angry either. Looking at this younger brother who was completely different from him in appearance and personality, he felt a little helpless, "I'm serious, although in this situation

In love, I came too late, but I like her and I don’t want to hide it. I also like her rights and I hope she lives well. You keep saying that you gave me charity and pushed her to me. You must also

If you want her to be happy, then don’t treat her like this."

"What the hell is going on!" Ling Yansen was furious and didn't want to say another word to the man on the bed. It was as if Jiang Henhan's face was filled with the word "He Yi". When he saw these two words, he felt like three days ago.

The right cheek that had been beaten by He Yi began to hurt inexplicably again.

Ling Yansen thought that he was probably sick. The phantom pain was very severe.

Jiang Henhan sighed, ignoring Ling Yansen's thunderous anger, thinking in his stomach, and keeping his hand tightly clenched on the small safe on his body. Finally, he took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked directly at Ling Yansen. He had made the decision he had made all morning

The decision to make.

"Ling Yansen, I probably won't live long. I know my body well, and my luck has never been very good. Now, I hope you will put aside our blood relationship and listen to me carefully."

Ling Yansen stood without moving, which meant that he agreed.

Jiang Henhan looked at him, pressed the password solemnly, and opened the safe. His expression had changed, "This is the secret I promised Qingwu that I would keep her for the rest of my life. I swore that even if I entered,

I can't say it to the earth. But I'm afraid I will be buried soon, but Qingwu is still alive. She loves you and hates you, and you have been going back and forth with her because of this misunderstanding. The two of you

They are all being tortured. I don’t deny that it was my fault. But I had no choice at the time to save her. This is the truth about Qingwu’s kidnapping case three years ago. Take it back and look at it carefully, especially

...Especially that videotape, you will understand it after watching it."

After saying this, Jiang Henhan felt relieved, sighed, and stretched out his hand.

Ling Yansen pursed his lips, his right eyelid couldn't stop twitching, and a strong sense of uneasiness suddenly emerged in his heart, but he still held back and did not ask immediately.

He said nothing, grabbed what Jiang Henhan handed over, turned around indifferently, and strode away.

Jiang Henhan looked at his thin and smooth back stretched by the beam, and couldn't help but sigh again. He thought to himself, Ling Yansen, if you have seen that video tape, you will probably never be able to sit as coolly as you did just now in your life.

He turned around.

This three-year misunderstanding was finally thrown to you along with the sad news that I was about to die.

Qingwu, forgive me for breaking my oath. I will die eventually, but you are still alive. You are dull, so I must push you. Since you will never take the initiative to go to him, then I can only let him rest somewhere.

In the regret and pain, he stepped on the thorny road with bare feet and looked back at you. He is a man and he should bear this, although at present, he seems to be unable to bear it anymore.

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Ling Yansen didn't know what he was looking at. The tape was put to the fifth minute. It took him a lot of effort, but his brain nerves successfully directed his fingers to make movements and pressed the pause button.

The room was dark, with only the bloody white light filling the huge screen. The picture was enlarged, so it was blurry, but you could see it clearly.

He felt the pleasure and pain of his heart being stabbed on the chopping block, the cycle repeating without end.

The heart beats faster and faster, unbelievably fast, and all the blood vessels seem to be strangled from the roots, like a knot, and the blood cannot flow smoothly. Then, we can only find another exit.

With a whoosh, another mouthful of dark blood spurted out from his mouth and sprinkled on the floor, making a sound like cold beer being poured on the floor.

The floor was white, so the huge blood splashes from the two mouthfuls of blood were dazzling and dazzling.

The housekeeper was outside the door, his voice so anxious that he almost cried, "Second Young Master! Second Young Master, are you okay? What's wrong with you? Second Young Master, please open the door. Doctor Mai is outside. Let him go in and take a look! Second Young Master, please open the door."

Young Master, I beg you... Hey, what should I do? The second young master seems to be vomiting blood. I feel terrified when I hear that voice. Doctor Mai, please tell me about this..."

The housekeeper said something else, but Ling Yansen couldn't hear it.

He felt like his body was blown up like a balloon, light and airy, carrying bags of despair and sadness on his shoulders, rising into the air.

Transparent liquid gushes out from the tear glands one after another, hitting the semi-dried blood pool one after another, causing a little splash, but soon it is swallowed up by the strong dark red and dissolves, making the floor even more polluted.

incredible.

His consciousness was hanging in the air, his eyes staring blankly at the disgusting image frozen on the screen, but he had no right to say that the scene was disgusting, and he felt that his eyes were starting to hurt.

Ah Wu.

Ah Wu.

My Awu.

It must be painful...

It must be very helpless...

I heard you screaming, you were calling me, crying and roaring, asking me why I didn't show up and save you. Your swollen belly was so big that it almost blocked the entire camera. That bastard on your body...

No, I'm worse than that bastard in you. Look what good things I've done. I lied to you and gave you a lot of money so I could force you to sign the divorce agreement. Then I joined forces with Duan Miaomiao to send you to prison.

Got to jail.

Ah Wu.

What have you experienced? Ah Wu, my... my silly Ah Wu, so stupid, so stupid.
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