Fickle CEO

Mu Yanchen's cold white thin lips pursed lightly and did not speak. He took a glass of liquor and poured it into his throat quietly.

Nie Mingxuan's eyes were slightly scarlet. Looking at his action, he knew that at that moment, he suffered multiple pains. There were many kinds of cruelty in the world. However, seeing his favorite person tortured and destroyed, the executioner was his own mother of life. He just thought of suffocating and suffocating.

"And now?" Nie Mingxuan's voice is hoarse like gravel. His eyes twinkle with pain in expectation, "where is Lan Xi now?"

Mu Yanchen closed his eyes and leaned on his seat, rubbing his eyebrows with his slender fingers.

"The Ji family." He spat out two words.

When Nie Mingxuan heard this, his heart string was a little bit loose. He dropped his eyes, and his eyebrows were very tight. He took up his cup and said, "come and drink with you. I don't want to..."

Some things, think about it, have been the result.

Mu Yanchen is still drooping his eyes and sitting quietly, no movement, just like a statue.

Nie Mingxuan looks at him, eyelids jump!

"Yan Chen..."

His thin lips were unprecedented pale and bloodless. He didn't know what he was thinking, but it was so painful. Sure enough, after a long time, his eyes full of scarlet blood opened, looked at Nie Mingxuan and said in a low voice: "do you know? I always can't think of her fault in this matter. If not, she shouldn't be like this She shouldn't have been hurt so much... "

That hoarse voice, words dripping blood, said the person as if stabbed through the heart.

His deep eyes were more and more shining, and the pain was like a mountain torrent. He continued to say in a low voice: "do you know that when I say those words to her, I see her reaction, the pain is greater than the hate I want her to stab me again to make me feel better. She refused and begged me not to let her She can't even slap me in the face... "

The last words, he said if the spirit of gossamer, but clearly in the heart of the people, ethereal in people feel unbearable pain.

Nie Mingxuan just listen, already can't stand.

Unable to say a word, he reached out and patted mu Yanchen on the shoulder, trying to stop him from talking again.

Mu Yanchen drooped his eyes, and his pale handsome face was so cold that he didn't have an expression. He just took a cup full of strong liquor and poured it down.

Nie Mingxuan frown, stop him: "don't drink so, hurt stomach."

After that, he felt that his words were too weak, his heart was hurt, and he was afraid of hurting his stomach?

Pursed his lips, Nie Mingxuan asked himself the question hidden in his heart: "since you know that she will feel uncomfortable, why do you still say that? Are you not afraid that she will hate you if she sees you in the future

High purity alcohol burns violently in the body, accompanied by a hum, burning people want to die.

Mu Yanchen closed his eyes for a long time without slowing down the intense dizziness. He held his forehead and looked for the answer in his mind. He said in a hoarse voice, "because later Can't be with her She still don't love me... "

“…… It'll feel better. "

Love but not hate.

The latter is much better than the former.

Black eyes open, is a deep and unpredictable light, ink pupil has no focal length, like walking in a dazed fog in general, muyanchen thin lips light pursed, took the wine bottle again to pour into the cup: "OK, drink with me."

Nie Mingxuan has not yet broken free from his last sentence. His handsome face is a little confused, but he wakes up when he takes the glass.

"Yan Chen, in fact, there are some things I have never told you," Nie Mingxuan held the glass and carefully considered the words. "You should solve the problems between you. As a friend, I should not intervene. So even if I knew you were together, I never said anything at that time. Since you are separated now, I might as well say that Lan Xi is too young. The love she can give at this age is too young. No one can guarantee what she will think in the future. If you continue now, you can't guarantee whether she can continue to "love" you after she understands the difference between love and dependence

"So it's good to be apart. When she grows up, don't you?" He gently comforted.

Mu Yanchen lifted his eyes and swept him gently. In his deep eyes, there was a boundless snow, boundless and endless.

"When you grow up, can you change blood relationship?" His thin white lips whispered these words, and there was a touch of scarlet in his eyes.

Nie Mingxuan persuades the posture to be frozen in place for a moment, shock half day slow but God comes.

The cup in his hand was gently touched by him, and the crisp sound of the collision changed Nie Mingxuan's consciousness. Seeing him continue to drink with his head up, Nie Mingxuan seemed to understand it in a moment. At the same time, his face suddenly became extremely ugly!

He is so stupid Very stupid very stupid, see Mo Ruqing so cruel and resolute against them together, he should have thought of it! They must have tested the blood relationship before they knew that there was no future. It's impossible.

The heart was stabbed hard again, Nie Mingxuan was in a trance and poured wine into his throat!This night is so ordinary.

But how did he But feel more and more desperate?

When he came out of Wujiang at night, Nie Mingxuan was already floating under his feet. He was a little dizzy, but when he lifted his eyes, he saw that mu Yanchen's eyebrows were still cold and sober. He forced himself to be drunk and pulled him forward. He said in a hoarse voice, "don't drive, you're drunk too much, OK? I'll call the driver to see you back... "

Mu Yanchen frame him, black eyes after the burning of alcohol, dense more and more bright.

"Leave me alone."

After that, he pulled his arm down and stopped a car to put him in. Mu Yanchen walked towards the parking lot. Only then did he feel drunk and the world was shaking. He closed his eyes and wanted to continue to be drunk for a while, but his eyes were full of scenes of her tears.

***

the Ji family had been very careful in the early days.

When Ji's mother got up, she saw that her son was not in the hospital but at home. When she was about to get angry, she was stopped by Ji Yao, indicating that she should not be too loud, because Lanxi was in the room, and the family account was not calculated in front of her future daughter-in-law.

"How did you meet her? She was at our house last night? " Ji's mother was surprised and said, "Yao Yao, I heard your father's friend from the police station yesterday that she was..."

"Mom Don't worry about her. Don't you know what she'll say

Do you want to ask her at the dinner table, Lanxi, did you get raped by those people yesterday?

Kill her!

After Lanxi woke up, she was stunned to see that the gauze on her body had been slowed down and her forehead was wrapped up. Jiyao's room was very small, and the heating was full. Looking at the sea under the bed, she prepared cotton slippers and clothes for her, and her bloody pajamas were washed by Jiyao.

Open the door and watch the mother and daughter talking in the living room.

"Ah! Are you up? " Ji Yao was surprised and rushed to see her, "do you fit my clothes?"

Lan Xi trance for a while, look at the body, hoarse spit out a few words: "a little big."

"That's right." Ji Yao looked at her contemptuously, "you can be a little thinner and catch up with the models."

Lan Xi droops her eyes and does not speak.

"Lanxi, my aunt cooked you porridge. Do you like preserved eggs and lean meat? Come and have some. " Ji said with a smile.

"Don't let her walk around, mom, or will you bring it to my room later?" Ji Yao said back.

"Well, you go."

Just as he was about to return to his room, Ji Heng came back from the outside, wrapped in a cold air. He took a look at Lanxi with bright eyes. He took off his scarf and gloves and walked towards her without changing his shoes: "I got up in the morning and bought some anti-inflammatory drugs, including medical, oral and external use. You had a fever of 40 degrees last night, so you finally got back. I guess It's caused by wound inflammation and freezing in the middle of the night. Take it and remember to eat it after dinner

A plastic bag was handed over, full of medicine.

Lan Xi looks at that bag quietly, small face half hangs, nobody can see her mood.

"Ha ha, yeah," Ji Yao took the bag for her and looked at Ji Heng with a sneer. "My brother went crazy last night and made three" little suns "baking by your bed. My room was as hot as summer, and I ran to buy anti-inflammatory drugs early in the morning. I said that you slept for several hours yesterday. The wound on your head was not a wound, was it? Five stitches are not honest... "

She stinks her old brother.

Encircling Lan Xi's arm, Ji Yao said, "walk, let's go back to the house!"

Ji Heng stood quietly, not paying any attention to Ji Yao's sarcastic words. His eyes just fell on Lanxi. Seeing her silence and every wave in her eyes, he could not move his eyes.

Until after death Ji mother yelled at him to change shoes, he had such a little reaction.

After a long time, Ji's mother took two small bowls of preserved egg and lean meat porridge into it. Smiling, she saw her son take off his coat and sit quietly on the sofa. Her eyes closed and her smile gradually faded. She put the plate on the tea table. Her loving face was a little serious. She said in a slow voice, "heng'er, mother has never asked you what happened yesterday. Lanxi is now a girl What kind of state? "

Mu's and Ji's children have always been good friends. Ji's mother is also optimistic about her son's being with Lanxi, but yesterday something like that happened She wants to hear what her son thinks.

Ji Heng raised his eyes, and there was a faint blood in it. Knowing what his mother meant, he opened his lips and just wanted to talk, he heard a cry coming from Ji Yao's room.

It's not sobbing, it's not choking, it's not intermittent crying.

It's wailing.

I haven't heard such a sound in my family for a long time. Like everyone when I was a child, when I was unhappy, when I was sad, I burst into tears and let out my emotions. When I grew up, few people ever cried like that again.

That sound, so terrible.

Ji Heng's face turned white and his hands trembled. He grabbed the sofa and suddenly got up and ran to Ji Yao's room. He opened the door almost madly——In the room, there was an appalling sight.

Ji Yao was so white with fear that he stood up at a loss. He did not know what to do with his arms outstretched. The bowl was broken and the porridge was still steaming on the ground. The slender figure knelt on the ground with both hands on the ground, crying as if the whole world had collapsed. People were frightened and frightened by the sound of tearing heart and lung.

Ji Yao's eyes are red, looking at the mother and brother coming in, almost crying out.

"It's none of my business It's really none of my business, "she explained in a trembling voice." I just wanted to have porridge with her. I don't know what's wrong with her. I took a sip and stopped. I thought she was too hot, so I said I had to change mine with her She cried! I broke the porridge by accident I don't know what's going on! "

At the last sound, she was crying.

The faces of the two men at the door all changed.

Ji mother is also a pair of incomprehensible appearance, eyes stare very big, did not speak to hear their son's quiet voice: "Ji Yao, you go out."

Ji Yao was stunned and stayed in place.

"Don't you hear me?" Ji Heng's face turned blue, as if he was suppressing a heavy storm. He went over to pull her arm and let her go around the crumbs of the bowl. Then he pushed out, "go out with mom. It will be ok here for a while, I promise."

"But..." Ji Yao is still worried about her.

Ji Heng has pushed them out of the door and closed the door.

For a moment, the only sound left in the room was this kind of sound. It was like a mountain torrent that had been suppressed for too long. He burst into tears and burst into tears. Ji Heng did not look back, but also knew how painful the scene was. He listened quietly and recalled the point that made her completely out of control. He thought that she might have been frightened by yesterday's experience, or maybe she had held back the grievance and pain for too long All the bitterness poured out

All this may be in his expectation and tolerance.

With a trace of scarlet in his eyes, Ji Heng turned around and walked over, squatted down and pulled the figure kneeling on the ground into his arms and held her tightly.

(PS: to love but not to hate, maybe that's what this love really wants to express...)