"Me? Why?" Wen Xiaohui felt extremely awkward. He thought of Chang Xing's sharp and vicious eyes like a falcon, staring into people's flesh, as if he could see through everything, which was really frightening.
"Perhaps he felt that you were the only one we still knew together."
"Where's Cao Hai?"
"If his mother hadn't left suddenly, he would have dealt with Cao Hai long ago. Cao Hai would never have dared to meet him." Luo Yi lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "You don't have to go."
Wen Xiaohui thought for a moment: "Shouldn't you just send something, give it to me, where to send it?" If this matter can be resolved early, he and Luo Yi can also be freed earlier.
"He said you knew." Luo Yi's pupils were as black as two bottomless pits, and the pattern of his irises was like an open mechanism, the hole was already open, waiting for people to fall into the abyss.
"I see." It must be the hotel that Chang Xing took him to last time.
"I will find someone to follow you and protect you." Luo Yi looked at him, "Don't panic no matter what that person says."
"Yeah." The hotel is in the city center, such a bustling place full of people coming and going, Wen Xiaohui is really not too afraid: "Where's the stuff?"
"At home, go to my place after get off work."
"No, send it to me."
Luo Yi said disappointedly: "Okay."
"When will it be delivered?"
"the day after tomorrow."
Wen Xiaohui nodded: "I'm off to work." After speaking, he turned around and left.
"Brother Xiaohui." Luo Yi stopped him.
The two stood back to back, neither could see the other's expression, but there was an inexplicable throbbing in the heart,
Luo Yi said softly: "Can you imagine us living a lifetime?"
Wen Xiaohui clenched his fist slowly. He instinctively wanted to ridicule Luo Yi, but he couldn't help thinking about this question.
Live a lifetime... with Luo Yi? He is too young, and a lifetime is too distant a word for him, so even when their love was strong, he never thought about it, but he really thought that he and Luo Yi would be so sweet and happy forever, with To describe it in a lyric, it is "every minute at the beginning is always wonderful, and everyone thinks that the enthusiasm will never diminish." Unexpectedly, it has only been three months, and the whole sky has changed.
So he couldn't imagine spending his whole life with Luo Yi.
Wen Xiaohui didn't answer, but just walked forward.
"I can." Luo Yi continued, with a certainty in his tone.
Wen Xiaohui couldn't help turning his face to the side: "Where did you get your confidence? After you lied to me for three years."
Luo Yi lowered his head, and it was his turn to be silent.
Wen Xiaohui strode into the studio.
Luo Yi took out his mobile phone and made a call with a blank expression: "Get ready."
I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, Luo Yi pondered for a while, and said, "I'm sure."
Feng Yuehua and ian agreed to register in China first, and then go to the United States to register. The auspicious day they chose was the day before Wen Xiaohui went to see Chang Xing.
Wen Xiaohui had prepared nine gold bricks engraved with his mother's name as wedding gifts for them.
When his mother saw it, she asked suspiciously: "Xiaohui, how much is your salary now? Has it increased again?"
"The wages haven't increased much. It's because the prices of the jobs I take are getting higher and higher. There are also advertisements, cooperation, and classes." Wen Xiaohui puffed up his chest and said proudly, "Your son will be successful."
"Really promising." Feng Yuehua touched his face, feeling very good.
"When do you plan to go to America?" If his mother wants to become a U.S. citizen, she must stay there for at least half a year every year. Now she plans to spend half a year in China and half a year abroad. Since Ian's job also runs on both ends, this arrangement Everyone is very satisfied.
"He will go back for a while next month, and I plan to go with him and come back in a few months." Feng Yuehua said nervously and excitedly, "Your mother, I haven't been abroad yet, I have to learn as soon as possible." English."
"You don't want to learn. There are many Chinese over there, and you can live without knowing English." Wen Xiaohui hugged her arm coquettishly, "Don't stay there all the time, you still have a son."
"I know, I can't stay." Feng Yuehua's face was ruddy, and his whole body was immersed in joy.
Ian is helping to pack the luggage. Feng Yuehua will move to Ian's apartment after marriage, but the apartment is not far from his home, so it is very convenient to go back and forth. The people in their late fifties were as happy as children, humming and dancing while tidying up. Wen Xiaohui was very comforted seeing the love and harmony between the two.
The next morning, Cao Hai delivered a bag to Juxing.
Wen Xiaohui was a little surprised, he thought that Luo Yi would definitely deliver it in person, he looked at Cao Hai, although his heart was full of doubts, he didn't ask in the end.
Cao Hai's face looked tired, and he was thinner than the last time he saw him. He said, "Do you want me to take you there?"
Wen Xiaohui shook his head: "I know the place, go there by yourself."
Cao Hai looked around his office: "You are doing very well now, I saw you on TV."
Wen Xiaohui laughed dryly: "It's okay."
Cao Hai looked deeply at Wen Xiaohui, opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, got up and left, as if he was in a hurry to leave here, and didn't want to stay any longer.
After he left, Wen Xiaohui opened the bag, and inside was a sealed metal cipher box, he took it out to have a look, it was very heavy, like an iron lump. He put the things back, looked at his watch, took the things and left the studio.
After getting in the car, he walked to the hotel.
The taxi driver was a chatterbox, he kept chattering along the way, about the weather, traffic, current affairs, he asked himself questions and answers, and he chatted quite high, Wen Xiaohui was usually quite eloquent, but at this moment, he was upset and didn't say a word listen in.
He overestimated himself too much, the closer he was to the hotel, the more nervous his stomach hurt, and Chang Xing's eyes, that mocking smile, and every word he said kept appearing in his mind.
When the taxi arrived downstairs at the hotel, Wen Xiaohui paid the money, grabbed the doorknob, and trembled slightly.
The driver waited for a long time without seeing anyone going down, then turned to look at him.
Wen Xiaohui swallowed, opened the door and got out of the car, and walked into the hotel step by step.
In the lobby, he saw Chang Xing's bodyguards at a glance.
The bodyguard also saw him, stood up from the sofa, got up and walked towards him.
Wen Xiaohui passed the things over.
The bodyguard made a gesture of invitation: "Please."
"You take it up, I won't go."
"The president wants to see you, please, Mr. Wen."
Wen Xiaohui hesitated for a moment, and had no choice but to follow the bodyguard into the elevator, but this time it was not the top floor, but went underground.
Wen Xiaohui narrowed his eyes: "Where are you going?"
"Go see the president."
The elevator stopped on the third basement floor. When the door opened, a black van was facing him. The door was wide open, and there seemed to be only the driver inside.
Wen Xiaohui instinctively retreated into the elevator.
The bodyguard held the elevator door and made a gesture of invitation again.
Wen Xiaohui shook his head: "Where are you going?"
"The location is naturally kept secret."
"Then I won't go." Wen Xiaohui was on guard all over.
The bodyguard narrowed his eyes slightly: "Mr. Wen, President Chang has been waiting for you all morning. If you want to hand things over to him, you have to do it yourself."
Wen Xiaohui pursed his lips, resisting the dark car door very much, as if it was a beast that would swallow him in, he clenched the bag in his hand, thinking about the purpose of this trip, finally gritted his teeth and got in the car.
As soon as he sat down firmly, the bodyguard handed over a blindfold and said with a fake smile, "Take a break."
Wen Xiaohui frowned: "I don't wear it."
"Mr. Wen, you have to wear it. As I said, the place I'm going to take you to is confidential. It's better for you to wear it yourself."
Wen Xiaohui was slightly annoyed: "I said I won't wear it."
"Do you need me to help you put it on?" The bodyguard's tone was calm, but his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a piece of goods.
Wen Xiaohui threw away the blindfold, opened the door and wanted to get out of the car.
The bodyguard grabbed his shoulders, dragged him back like a chicken, and pressed him on the seat: "Mr. Wen, it will be good for you if you cooperate, trust me."
Cold sweat came down Wen Xiaohui's forehead, and the hand on his shoulder was like iron pliers. He had no doubt that this hand could take his shoulder off in the next second, because his father could, so he had no choice but to sit back and pick up The blindfold covers the eyes.
The car moved.
Wen Xiaohui didn't speak along the way, his hand was quietly touching the phone in his pocket. At that time, tablet phones were just becoming popular, and he also changed to another one. Now he regretted it to death, he couldn't touch the buttons, and he couldn't even send a text message secretly. His heart was pounding nervously, and an ominous premonition invaded his heart.
The car drove for a long time, and because he was blindfolded, he couldn't estimate the time accurately. He only felt that he could hear the sound of horns and pedestrians outside at first, but then he couldn't hear anything. Only the driver and the driver were left in the car. The bodyguard's breathing.
He was getting more and more terrified, would he really be able to go home early after delivering the things
The car stopped, Wen Xiaohui got out of the car, and the bodyguard took off his blindfold.
After getting used to the light, Wen Xiaohui opened his eyes, and found that there was a villa in front of him, surrounded by mountains, with a few houses dotted here and there, quite far away from each other, Wen Xiaohui wondered if he was still in the capital.
The bodyguard led him in.
Chang Xing was standing in front of the bar and cutting fruit. There was a pure white rectangular cutting board in front of him. He was holding a sharp kitchen knife. A round orange was pressed on the thin cutting board. Juice splattered.
Wen Xiaohui couldn't help but feel chills all over when he saw his sharp knife skills.
Chang Xing looked up at him, expressionless, and continued to cut fruits of various colors and arrange them into beautiful petal-shaped fruit plates.
Wen Xiaohui took a deep breath: "The things are here." He put the bag on the ground.
Chang Xing didn't speak, as if facing the air, only the sound of the blade cutting in his hand echoed in the huge living room.
Wen Xiaohui waited for a while, seeing that he didn't respond, he turned up his volume and said, "Chairman Chang, the things you want are here, can I go back?"
Chang Xing raised his eyes and glanced at him: "You are really interesting, you don't look stupid on the surface."
Wen Xiaohui thought about it for a while, what the hell is calling him stupid? He took a deep breath: "President Chang, I'm just stupid. I can't understand the corners of my speech. I just want to know if I can leave?"
"Do you think you can still go?" Chang Xing put down the knife, put his hands on the desk, and smiled mockingly: "You are really unbearable... You haven't reacted yet, have you?"
Wen Xiaohui frowned: "What do you mean?"
Chang Xing shook his head, walked to the sofa with a fruit plate, and after sitting down, looked at Wen Xiaohui with almost pity: "This is the first time I saw the hostage I sent to my door."