Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

On the fence of the river, Shan Yudong and Yun Xingyue both leaned on the railing and looked at the thrashing and struggling people under the river, their expressions were as indifferent as calm water.

At this time, one minute had passed since Mother Chen jumped into the river.

In late autumn, the water in the river was very cold, and the location where Chen’s mother jumped into the river was relatively remote. Except for two people, no one else appeared. Calm and indifferent.

Under the night, Shan Yudong was covered in a set of bright red clothes. Under the night, he looked very seductive and ghostly. With his hands slanted in his pockets, he glanced indifferently at the mother Chen who was struggling more and more powerless down the river. The railing hangs in the air, looking at Mother Chen below the river, it seems that she is as calm as a piece of wood thrown into the river, not at all that she is a dying person at the moment, as long as she is pulled, she can live Intend.

In this way, standing by the river bank, watching Chen's mother's hand quietly, from struggling to gradually losing strength, until there was no more sound of thumping in the river, Shan Yudong pinched his forehead irritably, from He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and skillfully took out one and lit it. [

Turned around, turned his back to the river, stood with legs bent, raised his head slightly, took a deep breath of the cigarette, and then slowly exhaled, the smoke swirled around him, and the cigarette between his fingers was on and off in the dark night Yes, coupled with his quiet look of raising his head, it gave birth to a little bit of sadness.

Yun Xingyue, who had been with Shan Yudong all the time, saw it and pursed his lips. Immediately, he raised his hand up, and immediately plopped a few times, someone swam towards the direction where Chen's mother sank.

Regarding Yun Xingyue's self-assertive behavior, Shan Yudong neither objected nor approved, he held up the burning cigarette, and watched indifferently as the body of the smoke was gradually swallowed by the dim sparks and turned into ashes.

As the autumn wind blew, the soot fell, landed on his hands, and blew onto his clothes. After a long time, soot was everywhere, and the smell of smoke was everywhere.

Shan Yudong didn't look away until the cigarette burned to the filter, turned to look at the calm river, raised one corner of his lips evilly, threw the cigarette butt into the river, and took a deep breath , put his hands on the collar to gather up the windbreaker, and walked towards his fiery red Ferrari.

Yun Xingyue looked at Shan Yudong's back, that red windbreaker, in the night, made his back even taller and taller, unruly and wanton, but also more desolate and lonely.

Tonight's Shan Yudong reminds Yun Xingyue of Shan Yudong when he was a child, and his red dress tonight is a bit like Shan Yudong who killed someone for the first time more than ten or twenty years ago. Scarlet blood.

At that time, Shan Yudong walked into the room with a pale face, his hands were still stained with blood, and told him in fear that I killed someone just now, and I stabbed the man 18 times, and the man stopped struggling.Then, Shan Yudong, who was less than 10 years old, grabbed his hand and asked, the room was very dark and there were many people, he was very scared, why no one let him out.

Looking up at Shan Yudong again, recalling the past memories, Yun Xingyue rubbed his tiger's mouth, an unknown light flashed in his clear pupils, immediately, he kicked his legs, and his pale lips curled up , also walked in the direction Shan Yudong left.

Just before turning around, Shan Yudong's seemingly unmoving lips, as long as you listen carefully, you will find that a very soft sentence was squeezed out of his throat just now.

[Back then, why didn't someone come out to save me? 】

That sentence was very light, with the unbearable pain and heaviness in life, even lighter than the autumn wind blowing by it, it seemed to be choked in the throat and whispered.

Except for Yun Xingyue who has been refusing to leave him, those words were really scattered in the autumn wind, no one knew, no one knew.