Three years of love

Chapter 82 The Conflict of Ice and Fire (5)
"Okay." Cheng Mu'an didn't say much, opened the car door first, walked out by himself, then turned around and helped him down.

"Come slowly, both of you..." The driver sent off with a smile on his face through the half-rolled window.

Finally sent the God of Plague away, and came back with his life from the Hell Hall of Yama, not to mention, looking at the stack of banknotes in the back seat, he was a little surprised, but he doubled his money, what a bargain , can you not be happy?

"keep going forward."

Looking at Cheng Mu'an who was waiting for her to walk in a daze, Sang still put all his weight on her and pointed the way in a low voice.

"Isn't it NO.15?"

Looking down at him worriedly, Cheng Mu'an frowned. Did this person hurt his head and become confused?
What he told the driver just now, but...

"Fake, I lied to him."

Uh... Thinking about it carefully, Cheng Mu'an immediately felt relieved. In the middle of the night, the two of them were covered in blood and were holding guns. Let alone caring people, anyone could guess that they were not ordinary people.If they were found all the way by those people, with Sang's current situation, I'm afraid they would all be caught without a fight...

Turn left, turn right, go on—

Just when the weight on his shoulders was getting heavier and heavier, Cheng Mu'an thought that Sang could no longer hold on and was about to fall, "Here we are."

This place...so familiar...

Forgotten coffee.

The four characters of flamboyant and phoenix dancing are both conspicuous and silent in the dark night.

"Why, don't you go in?"

"Here, you drove it?"

While hesitating, Cheng Mu'an's eyes floated faintly, rainy day, ginger tea, young man's smile...

In an instant, the figures of the two people overlapped together!
The person in front of him becomes a young man, while the distant young man in his memory becomes Sang in front of him.

It turned out that I had been in contact with him for a long time.

Thinking of his unreasonable troubles that night, Cheng Mu'an's face was slightly astringent.Then it was full of curiosity and surprise.

Sang turned out to be the boss here, and besides, he was so... bright in front of people.

A smile so bright that you can't take your eyes off it, like the warmth of the spring breeze...

Lower your head, and take another look at Sang, who is lying unconscious on the bed with your eyes closed, and think of his ruthlessness in killing someone just now without even shaking his hands, his eyes are warm, Sang, at first, I thought you were living in hell figure.However, now I realize that you still have an identity in heaven.So, San, can you tell me which one is the real you?

In the end, which one is the real you?

Is it an...angel living in heaven?Or, Shura from hell?
Cheng Mu'an stretched out his hand, caressed the pure face in sleep, and rubbed his fingers back and forth between Sang's lips, never caring how ambiguous and unreasonable his actions were to the two of them. , and she just lowered her head and was unable to extricate herself from her misty, water-stained thoughts...

Sang, do you know that if you lose your heart in hell, there will be no pain.An angel in heaven, as long as he does not fall into the mortal world, he will be bright and pure throughout his life.

However, if he was caught between the two, then, what kind of forbearance should he have to bear this kind of change?

Sang, can you imagine the conflict between water and fire, the entanglement between birds and fish?
I think, you can know!
Because you yourself are enduring it, Sang!
(End of this chapter)