In the city late at night, the road was unobstructed. He Songyang stepped on the accelerator wildly, and the sports car made a roar like a beast, and drove through the quiet street quickly.
The bridge across the river was flashing neon lights, He Songyang parked his car on the side of the road and hurriedly ran to the side of the bridge. A thin figure sat on the railing, silently looking at the distance of the JiāngTiān line.
He Songyang couldn't help but yell at the name of that person: Zhou Wei'an!
The boy was stunned and turned around. His face was terriblely pale. His originally pink lips were all lost in color and were shaved. He smiled and called softly: Mr. He
He Songyang slowed down and his voice lowered, as if he was afraid of scaring Zhou Wei'an. He said: Zhou Wei'an, it's too dangerous there, okay if you can get down first?
Zhou Wei'an looked at him, and the neon light was reflected in his black eyes. He whispered: Mr. He, my mother is dead
He Songyang's heart thrust. Behind the boy was the wide river. With just a leap, he could say goodbye to this world that gave him infinite pain.
He Songyang's voice was trembling. He had never been so scared. He said: I know, Wei'an, calm down, your mother is gone, you, you and me...
Zhou Wei'an stopped smiling. He opened his eyes and the red lights on the bridge shone on his face, making his face a bit scary.
He said: Mr. He, isn’t there only transactions between us? Mom is gone, and I don’t need your money anymore
He Songyang was stunned and said: No, no, it’s not just transactions!
No...he is about Zhou Wei'an...
The boy looked at him silently, as if waiting for him to say that
He Songyang suddenly became nervous, as if he was in Times Square that day, and he was preparing to confess his love to Zhou Wei'an for the first time.
He said: I...I like you, I like you Zhou Wei'an. I wanted to say this to you during the Chinese New Year...
Zhou Wei'an stared at him in a daze and said: Are you lying to me?
When He Songyang heard this, he immediately said angrily: What am I lying to do? You are the first person I like! I have said these words, don’t you have any expression?
Zhou Wei'an then smiled, his bright eyes bent slightly, and he said: Mr. He is so gentle...
He turned his head, looked at the dark river surface, and whispered: Actually, I was too small to Mr. He... The voice was almost floating in the wind. He Songyang couldn't help but leaned closer and said anxiously: What were you saying?
Suddenly, the ground seemed to shake suddenly, and Zhou Wei'an suddenly fell off the railing. He Songyang roared: Zhou Wei'an! He rushed forward to grab his hand, but the ground under his feet collapsed instantly!
No!
He Songyang sat up suddenly
He gasped violently, and the morning light shone quietly through the curtains in the house. He Songyang let out a breath and leaned softly on the soft pillow behind him.
Why did you have a nightmare again...I dreamed of that person again
He rested for a while before sitting up, changed his clothes and prepared to go to work. The branch was getting bigger and bigger in China. As the boss, he could actually leave his subordinates' work to his subordinates to do.
However, in order to create a good image, the company has donated libraries in middle schools across the country, but he has to attend certain activities in person.
Sitting in the car to the airport, Secretary Gao was thinking of today's itinerary to him with expressionless expression. In the past five years, this woman has been married and has children, but she does not look like a mother at all. She is not at all amiable.
This time, five middle schools in a southern province donated libraries. He Songyang must attend the library construction ceremony in person.
The process was nothing more than giving a lengthy speech and having a meal with the school leaders. This itinerary made him feel bored, but he had to participate.
Secretary Gao finally finished her boring itinerary broadcast. She packed up the documents, sat upright and looked at He Songyang, and said expressionlessly: Mr. He didn't sleep well yesterday? His face was very bad today.
He Songyang said: I had a nightmare
Secretary Gao nodded reservedly, not intending to delve into what kind of nightmare it was until the plane landed in that southern city, He Songyang was slightly motivated.
On the New Year's Eve five years ago, he was stabbed twice from behind, losing a lot of blood, and almost lost his life. When he woke up, most of the new year's first month had passed, and the boy named Zhou Wei'an disappeared.
When he just found out that Zhou Wei'an was missing, He Songyang was shocked. He could not believe that Zhou Wei'an would disappear under such circumstances. His mother was still suffering from such a serious illness. How could he just leave silently?
After finding several places, schools, rental houses, and several of his properties, not only Zhou Wei'an disappeared, but all the traces he left disappeared completely. He Songyang calmed down and realized something was wrong.
With Zhou Wei'an alone, he would not be able to disappear so cleanly unless someone helps him.
After thinking about it, the only one who can do such a thing is his own father.
He Songyang was very angry at first and went to argue with his father. No matter how angry he was, the old guy looked unmoved.
He Songyang put down his harsh words and said that he would rely on his own strength to find Zhou Wei'an back
Who knew that all his search actions were destroyed by his father. That person was powerful, and there were ways to stop He Songyang from finding someone.
If it was the person he protected, He Songyang would be able to find it unless he died.
He Songyang fought with his family for two years, and he was angry during the Chinese New Year. He didn't have to go home until his grandfather was seriously ill. He lies on the hospital bed, holding his hand with his dry hands, saying that he wanted to meet He Songyang before he passed away.
He Songyang didn't expect that his father would use his grandfather's method to get him married. He hated him so much that he had to bow his head in front of his grandfather.
In the third year, he got married and had met a girl who had only met several times. The two were in harmony and respected each other in front of their elders, but had no contact in private. Until after their grandfather passed away, the girl filed for divorce.
His first marriage lasted four months and ended. He Songyang also told his family that he would never fall in love with women in his life, nor could he have children with women.
My parents seemed to have died of his stubbornness, but they never forced him to get married again
So he lived alone. Occasionally, he thought of Zhou Wei'an in his dreams, still with the face of a boy, with a soft voice and a shy face.
More often, he repeatedly dreamed of the bridge and dreamed of Zhou Wei'an losing his soul-like smile
Where is he now and what are he doing? Has his mother recovered from illness? How is he doing... Has he fallen in love with someone else?
Will he get married, have his own family, a beautiful wife and a lovely child? Will he belong to someone else?
He Songyang found that he could not bear it, and Zhou Wei'an would fall in love with someone other than himself
He must find him, and he must find him at the ends of the world!
After arriving in that southern city, he had some rectification that day and went to the school to attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony of the new library the next day. After He Songyang delivered a speech, the school actually prepared a singing and dancing performance. He Songyang held on for a while and couldn't stand it anymore. He found an excuse to leave the seat and go to the bathroom to smoke.
The corridor outside the toilet is facing the school playground. All the students gathered in the auditorium to watch the performance. At this moment, the playground was empty, and there was only one person walking slowly around the runway.
The man walked very slowly. He Songyang almost finished smoking a cigarette. The man walked halfway around and just walked around the side close to He Songyang. He seemed to be surprised that there would be someone here, so he looked at it.
This glance made He Songyang see his face clearly
He Songyang opened his eyes wide in shock, but he quickly reacted and squatted the cigarette on the trash can. He supported it with his hands and flipped over the railing casually.
At this time, the man seemed to have reacted and turned around and ran away
He Songyang roared: Zhou Wei'an, what are you running away?!
The man ran without looking back, but he was still as good as before, not good at sports. Not long after running, He Songyang grabbed his hand
Zhou Weian tried hard to shake off He Songyang's hand and said anxiously: You, let me go!
He Songyang could not let go. He pinched Zhou Wei'an's chin and said with a smile: I've found you! He lowered his head and blocked Zhou Wei'an's mouth.
The tongue full of tobacco penetrated into Zhou Wei'an's mouth. Zhou Wei'an choked and tears came out. He pushed He Songyang away, looked around in fear, and said angrily: This is a school, what are you going to do?
He Songyang grabbed him and said: Then let’s go to another place to do it!
Zhou Wei'an looked at him in surprise, as if shocked by his words. He Songyang ignored his reaction and grabbed him to a hotel around him.
When Zhou Weian reacted, he was already pressed on the bed. He pushed He Songyang's chest with resistance and said: No!
He Songyang didn't care what he said, but directly pressed down and ate Zhou Wei'an's neck. The pressure on his body was too strong, and Zhou Wei'an could not resist at all.
Zhou Weian moaned in pain as her teeth bit the soft flesh behind her neck
He Songyang's eyes darkened, he grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulled it apart, and the buttons were pulled away directly, bounced on the wall, making a thud sound.
Zhou Weian was frightened by his movements. He couldn't help but grab He Songyang's hand and said in fear: No, don't...
He Songyang's lips slid directly from his neck to his chest. The nipple beads on his chest were bitten heavily. Zhou Wei'an was so painful that tears came out, but He Songyang ignored him at all, spread his legs, took off his pants, and stuck his fingers into the secret place.
Zhou Wei'an's body was exposed, his legs were wide open on He Songyang's shoulders. He covered his eyes with his arms and felt a stinging pain in his lower body. He Songyang's fingers stabbed in, and a tearing pain came from the dry corridor.
The bridge across the river was flashing neon lights, He Songyang parked his car on the side of the road and hurriedly ran to the side of the bridge. A thin figure sat on the railing, silently looking at the distance of the JiāngTiān line.
He Songyang couldn't help but yell at the name of that person: Zhou Wei'an!
The boy was stunned and turned around. His face was terriblely pale. His originally pink lips were all lost in color and were shaved. He smiled and called softly: Mr. He
He Songyang slowed down and his voice lowered, as if he was afraid of scaring Zhou Wei'an. He said: Zhou Wei'an, it's too dangerous there, okay if you can get down first?
Zhou Wei'an looked at him, and the neon light was reflected in his black eyes. He whispered: Mr. He, my mother is dead
He Songyang's heart thrust. Behind the boy was the wide river. With just a leap, he could say goodbye to this world that gave him infinite pain.
He Songyang's voice was trembling. He had never been so scared. He said: I know, Wei'an, calm down, your mother is gone, you, you and me...
Zhou Wei'an stopped smiling. He opened his eyes and the red lights on the bridge shone on his face, making his face a bit scary.
He said: Mr. He, isn’t there only transactions between us? Mom is gone, and I don’t need your money anymore
He Songyang was stunned and said: No, no, it’s not just transactions!
No...he is about Zhou Wei'an...
The boy looked at him silently, as if waiting for him to say that
He Songyang suddenly became nervous, as if he was in Times Square that day, and he was preparing to confess his love to Zhou Wei'an for the first time.
He said: I...I like you, I like you Zhou Wei'an. I wanted to say this to you during the Chinese New Year...
Zhou Wei'an stared at him in a daze and said: Are you lying to me?
When He Songyang heard this, he immediately said angrily: What am I lying to do? You are the first person I like! I have said these words, don’t you have any expression?
Zhou Wei'an then smiled, his bright eyes bent slightly, and he said: Mr. He is so gentle...
He turned his head, looked at the dark river surface, and whispered: Actually, I was too small to Mr. He... The voice was almost floating in the wind. He Songyang couldn't help but leaned closer and said anxiously: What were you saying?
Suddenly, the ground seemed to shake suddenly, and Zhou Wei'an suddenly fell off the railing. He Songyang roared: Zhou Wei'an! He rushed forward to grab his hand, but the ground under his feet collapsed instantly!
No!
He Songyang sat up suddenly
He gasped violently, and the morning light shone quietly through the curtains in the house. He Songyang let out a breath and leaned softly on the soft pillow behind him.
Why did you have a nightmare again...I dreamed of that person again
He rested for a while before sitting up, changed his clothes and prepared to go to work. The branch was getting bigger and bigger in China. As the boss, he could actually leave his subordinates' work to his subordinates to do.
However, in order to create a good image, the company has donated libraries in middle schools across the country, but he has to attend certain activities in person.
Sitting in the car to the airport, Secretary Gao was thinking of today's itinerary to him with expressionless expression. In the past five years, this woman has been married and has children, but she does not look like a mother at all. She is not at all amiable.
This time, five middle schools in a southern province donated libraries. He Songyang must attend the library construction ceremony in person.
The process was nothing more than giving a lengthy speech and having a meal with the school leaders. This itinerary made him feel bored, but he had to participate.
Secretary Gao finally finished her boring itinerary broadcast. She packed up the documents, sat upright and looked at He Songyang, and said expressionlessly: Mr. He didn't sleep well yesterday? His face was very bad today.
He Songyang said: I had a nightmare
Secretary Gao nodded reservedly, not intending to delve into what kind of nightmare it was until the plane landed in that southern city, He Songyang was slightly motivated.
On the New Year's Eve five years ago, he was stabbed twice from behind, losing a lot of blood, and almost lost his life. When he woke up, most of the new year's first month had passed, and the boy named Zhou Wei'an disappeared.
When he just found out that Zhou Wei'an was missing, He Songyang was shocked. He could not believe that Zhou Wei'an would disappear under such circumstances. His mother was still suffering from such a serious illness. How could he just leave silently?
After finding several places, schools, rental houses, and several of his properties, not only Zhou Wei'an disappeared, but all the traces he left disappeared completely. He Songyang calmed down and realized something was wrong.
With Zhou Wei'an alone, he would not be able to disappear so cleanly unless someone helps him.
After thinking about it, the only one who can do such a thing is his own father.
He Songyang was very angry at first and went to argue with his father. No matter how angry he was, the old guy looked unmoved.
He Songyang put down his harsh words and said that he would rely on his own strength to find Zhou Wei'an back
Who knew that all his search actions were destroyed by his father. That person was powerful, and there were ways to stop He Songyang from finding someone.
If it was the person he protected, He Songyang would be able to find it unless he died.
He Songyang fought with his family for two years, and he was angry during the Chinese New Year. He didn't have to go home until his grandfather was seriously ill. He lies on the hospital bed, holding his hand with his dry hands, saying that he wanted to meet He Songyang before he passed away.
He Songyang didn't expect that his father would use his grandfather's method to get him married. He hated him so much that he had to bow his head in front of his grandfather.
In the third year, he got married and had met a girl who had only met several times. The two were in harmony and respected each other in front of their elders, but had no contact in private. Until after their grandfather passed away, the girl filed for divorce.
His first marriage lasted four months and ended. He Songyang also told his family that he would never fall in love with women in his life, nor could he have children with women.
My parents seemed to have died of his stubbornness, but they never forced him to get married again
So he lived alone. Occasionally, he thought of Zhou Wei'an in his dreams, still with the face of a boy, with a soft voice and a shy face.
More often, he repeatedly dreamed of the bridge and dreamed of Zhou Wei'an losing his soul-like smile
Where is he now and what are he doing? Has his mother recovered from illness? How is he doing... Has he fallen in love with someone else?
Will he get married, have his own family, a beautiful wife and a lovely child? Will he belong to someone else?
He Songyang found that he could not bear it, and Zhou Wei'an would fall in love with someone other than himself
He must find him, and he must find him at the ends of the world!
After arriving in that southern city, he had some rectification that day and went to the school to attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony of the new library the next day. After He Songyang delivered a speech, the school actually prepared a singing and dancing performance. He Songyang held on for a while and couldn't stand it anymore. He found an excuse to leave the seat and go to the bathroom to smoke.
The corridor outside the toilet is facing the school playground. All the students gathered in the auditorium to watch the performance. At this moment, the playground was empty, and there was only one person walking slowly around the runway.
The man walked very slowly. He Songyang almost finished smoking a cigarette. The man walked halfway around and just walked around the side close to He Songyang. He seemed to be surprised that there would be someone here, so he looked at it.
This glance made He Songyang see his face clearly
He Songyang opened his eyes wide in shock, but he quickly reacted and squatted the cigarette on the trash can. He supported it with his hands and flipped over the railing casually.
At this time, the man seemed to have reacted and turned around and ran away
He Songyang roared: Zhou Wei'an, what are you running away?!
The man ran without looking back, but he was still as good as before, not good at sports. Not long after running, He Songyang grabbed his hand
Zhou Weian tried hard to shake off He Songyang's hand and said anxiously: You, let me go!
He Songyang could not let go. He pinched Zhou Wei'an's chin and said with a smile: I've found you! He lowered his head and blocked Zhou Wei'an's mouth.
The tongue full of tobacco penetrated into Zhou Wei'an's mouth. Zhou Wei'an choked and tears came out. He pushed He Songyang away, looked around in fear, and said angrily: This is a school, what are you going to do?
He Songyang grabbed him and said: Then let’s go to another place to do it!
Zhou Wei'an looked at him in surprise, as if shocked by his words. He Songyang ignored his reaction and grabbed him to a hotel around him.
When Zhou Weian reacted, he was already pressed on the bed. He pushed He Songyang's chest with resistance and said: No!
He Songyang didn't care what he said, but directly pressed down and ate Zhou Wei'an's neck. The pressure on his body was too strong, and Zhou Wei'an could not resist at all.
Zhou Weian moaned in pain as her teeth bit the soft flesh behind her neck
He Songyang's eyes darkened, he grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulled it apart, and the buttons were pulled away directly, bounced on the wall, making a thud sound.
Zhou Weian was frightened by his movements. He couldn't help but grab He Songyang's hand and said in fear: No, don't...
He Songyang's lips slid directly from his neck to his chest. The nipple beads on his chest were bitten heavily. Zhou Wei'an was so painful that tears came out, but He Songyang ignored him at all, spread his legs, took off his pants, and stuck his fingers into the secret place.
Zhou Wei'an's body was exposed, his legs were wide open on He Songyang's shoulders. He covered his eyes with his arms and felt a stinging pain in his lower body. He Songyang's fingers stabbed in, and a tearing pain came from the dry corridor.
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