"Is there any news yet?" In a dark corner of the room, a person sat in the shadows, his voice was low and depressing, as if wrapped in ice that could not be melted.
"It can only be confirmed that he is going to the south." Cao Hai stood in front of the sofa, stroking his watch with one hand, his nervous movements revealed his nervousness, fine sweat continued to ooze from his forehead, and his face was soaked. Wisps of hair.
"Is this also called the answer?" The suddenly rising tone made people shudder.
Cao Hai took a step back subconsciously: "Luo Yi, I've tried my best, and now I'm starting with Li Shuo's social relations... He must have hired some experts to wipe out his whereabouts, give me some time, Should be able to find them."
"How much time do you need? Isn't the person you are looking for 'expert' enough?" Luo Yi stood up, his eyes were piercingly cold, and his momentum made him unable to lift his head.
"I, I am also subject to many restrictions. The Lawyers Association is investigating me. I can't make any big moves at this time. You, you, too. Chang Xing is preparing to fight back. At this time, you don't want to countermeasures, but spend time and energy on finding someone. ,Are you crazy!"
Luo Yi stepped in front of him and looked down at him: "Are you asking me if I'm crazy?"
Cao Hai took a deep breath, looked into Luo Yi's eyes, he had the illusion of being surrounded by poisonous snakes, and he regretted what he just said.
"I'll tell you." Luo Yi whispered, "The only normal time in my life is when Wen Xiaohui is by my side."
Cao Hai shivered violently, because he knew what Luo Yi said was true. Wen Xiaohui was not around, Luo Yi didn't even bother to pretend, this 20-year-old youth, in his bones, was like a poisonous vine that had been coiled for thousands of years, it had rotted to the foundation, only Wen Xiaohui could see his sunny side, now With Wen Xiaohui gone, he would allow himself to fall into darkness.
Cao Hai raised his hand and made a gesture of surrender: "I will... continue to search, but I really can't do what I want, so don't force me anymore. I beg you to be sober, Chang Xing will not let us go. Now that he has come out, he will Do everything possible to turn things around and take revenge, even if you have found Wen Xiaohui now, you still have to distract yourself from protecting him, why bother, he is now missing, but safe."
"Are you scared?" Luo Yi squinted at him.
"Can't I be afraid? I have a family, a room, a wife and children, shouldn't I be afraid? Aren't you afraid? If you really like Wen Xiaohui, aren't you afraid that something will happen to him? It's actually a good thing that he's gone now .”
Luo Yi's face became more and more gloomy, and an ice storm was brewing in his black eyes. He clenched his fists and said slowly, "Do you know what day it is today?"
Cao Hai was stunned: "New Year's Eve?"
"Yes." Luo Yi turned his face away, but his broad shoulders trembled slightly at this moment: "He promised me that he would spend every year with me in the future."
Cao Hai suddenly felt that Luo Yi was hateful, ridiculous and pitiful. The two met when Luo Yi was eleven or two years old. Luo Yi was the smartest boy he had ever met. He was terrified of this extraordinary IQ at the beginning, but it turned out that he really should be terrified, because even Luo Yi's biological mother was afraid. He used to think that Luo Yi had calculated everything, and then executed it ruthlessly. Now it seems that the only thing Luo Yi miscalculated is the human heart—his own heart, Wen Xiaohui's heart.
Some mistakes are fatal once made, and Luo Yi made just such a mistake.
Cao Hai looked at Luo Yi, shook his head, and left quietly.
Luo Yi stood in the middle of the huge living room, looking around, it was empty, he couldn't help but turned around, turned around again, there was nothing, no anger, no words, no laughter, and there was nothing he wanted to hug tightly. Figure in arms. He has been in this house since he was born. It has been almost twenty years. He once thought that his memory of this house would always be Chang Xing's vicious eyes, Luo Yaya's frightened tears, and the dull face of the dumb nanny. I don't know since when, every picture related to this house has Wen Xiaohui. The appearance of laughing, crying, emotion, cheating, and even indifference and hatred in the end, are all Wen Xiaohui, everywhere.
Luo Yi felt dizzy and dizzy, and fell limply on the sofa. He stared wide-eyed at the crystal lamp above his head. Looking at it, his eye sockets were sore and his vision gradually blurred. He took out his mobile phone, logged in to Wen Xiaohui's account, and posted a new Weibo with only three words: I miss you.
Will he see it? Who is he celebrating New Year with
Luo Yi covered his eyes with his hands, feeling as if his body was so light that he was about to float up to the clouds, and he couldn't exert any strength. In this quiet big house where you can hear the sound of falling needles, he can only hear his own heartbeat, which is heavy and painful, giving him the illusion that he is the only one left in the world. In an environment where no one bothered him, he finally had the courage to think about a question, that is: Is everything he did worth it
This question terrified him, because the answer might deny everything he had done in the past, but he couldn't escape more and more. In the dark, there seemed to be a pair of familiar eyes watching him quietly, questioning him, and tortured him.
Is it worth it? Is everything he did to Wen Xiaohui, everything he got in exchange, worth it
Luo Yi's hand moved to his chest, tightly grasping the sweater, even with flesh and blood, even this could not relieve the pain at all.
Where are you…
For the first time in his life, Wen Xiaohui will greet the New Year by himself.
Li Shuo returned to the United States, and he couldn't contact anyone, so he cleaned up, stocked up food, and bought new year's goods by himself.
On New Year's Eve, he came out of the shopping mall with big bags and small bags. He stood on the side of the road for half an hour but couldn't get a taxi. There were already many people on the street, and most of the drivers had gone home for the New Year. I am completely unfamiliar with the city's public transportation, and I don't know how to go home for a while. He looked around and suddenly found a Porsche 4s shop on the ground floor of the mall. A burgundy 911 quietly parked on the revolving platform by the window, turning slowly under the spotlight. The shiny paint, streamlined body, and the flamboyant red made Wen Xiaohui suddenly There was an impulse.
He walked in with a bunch of shopping bags.
There were only three or two employees left in the store, all of them yawned and looked at their watches, waiting to get home from get off work, and when they saw him coming in, they greeted him politely: "Sir, what car do you want to see?"
Wen Xiaohui put down the shopping bag, pointed to the 911: "I want that."
"Uh..." The clerk didn't react for a while, "Do you want to look at the product catalog and choose the configuration?"
"No, I want it."
The clerk looked back: "It's a display car, and you can get a 15% discount."
"Well, I want it, can I drive away today."
The clerk said embarrassedly: "Sir, not so fast, there are many procedures to go through."
"When will it be better?"
"It's the end of the year."
Wen Xiaohui glanced at his mouth: "Then how do I go home."
The manager came over: "Sir, I'll take you back and sign a car purchase contract with you by the way."
"OK."
Wen Xiaohui followed the manager into the car in a daze.
Wen Xiaohui didn't realize that he just spent a lot of money to buy a sports car that he had coveted for a long time until he got home, signed the prepaid contract with his documents, and paid the money.
This was the most impulsive consumption in his life, but he didn't regret it at all, the breakup fee should look like a breakup fee, if he didn't spend it extravagantly, he would be sorry for Luo Yi's generosity.
He turned on the music, began to paste couplets and window grilles, and put the newly bought tableware on the table to prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner. Thinking that he would be able to start flirting with a small sports car in the next year, he yelled "Yo drink", but the only response to him was hip-hop that was incomprehensible.
The sky was getting dark, and the sound of fireworks could be heard outside the window from time to time. Wen Xiaohui cooked several dishes for himself, and after serving them on the table, he took out his mobile phone and took pictures of them one by one. Unspeakably lost.
He turned on the TV to the maximum, listening to the noisy Spring Festival Gala, facing a table of dishes and a single pair of bowls and chopsticks, his hand holding the chopsticks began to feel a little weak.
He barely raised his hand, picked up a piece of ribs, but dropped it on the table. He let out an annoyed "tsk" and wanted to pick up the rib, but his fingers started to disobey, they were as soft as noodles and he couldn't apply force. Seeing the soup on the ribs staining the newly bought tablecloth, Wen Xiaohui was furious He slammed the chopsticks on the table, grabbed the ribs and stuffed them into his mouth.
The moment the tender pork ribs entered the mouth, hot tears also came out of the eyes.
He spat out the ribs, grabbed the wine on the table, and took a big gulp of the bottle. The spicy wine entered his throat, making his face flushed, a heat wave rushing straight to his forehead, and tears flowed uncontrollably like a flood .
He put down the wine bottle and grabbed his cell phone. He wanted to talk to someone. He could say anything, anyone. He accidentally opened Weibo, but suddenly remembered that he had not logged into his account, but opened another account, which only followed himself and Luo Rui. When he opened the account, he stunned.
Since the day he left the capital, his account hadn't been updated in any real way, but he had posted more than 20 identical Weibo posts with only three words: I miss you.
There is no fixed time, no frequency to follow, but every once in a while, these three words will definitely be posted, and the comments speculate that he has been emotionally hurt and behaved abnormally. In fact, they are right.
Wen Xiaohui looked at those dozens of identical Weibo posts with blurry eyes, his heart ached so badly that he couldn't breathe.
Luo Yi, what is the point of doing these things? You should know we'll never go back...
After preparing the New Year's Eve dinner all afternoon, Wen Xiaohui didn't eat a single bite in the end. He turned off the TV, swallowed a sleeping pill, buried himself deeply in the quilt, and slept through the most difficult Spring Festival in his life.
After the Spring Festival holiday, Shao Qun moved to Pengcheng and began to take Wen Xiaohui to socialize around.
Wen Xiaohui forced himself to cheer up, laughing and bragging every day, making Shao Qun's business dignitaries very happy, and Shao Qun was also very satisfied with him.
One day, Wen Xiaohui drank too much and was carried out of the nightclub by Shao Qun. Wen Xiaohui hung on Shao Qun in a daze, pointed at the stars in the sky, and shouted nervously: "Almighty Mr. Shao, give me a a star."
Shao Qun glared at him: "I'll throw you by the side of the road if you're calling."
"You... hee hee hee hee you can't."
When the driver saw them, he got out of the car to help Shao Qun, and Wen Xiaohui got them into the car.
Shao Qun straightened his suit and said angrily, "I'll give you three days off."
"Thank you Mr. Shao." Wen Xiaohui hiccupped, leaned over to Shao Qun, and looked at him with a pair of bewildered eyes, "I said Shao Qun."
Shao Qun stared at him.
"Shao Qun, if you want to find a man, you'd better get a duck. I won't pimp you."
Shao Qun gave him a push: "Sit down."
Wen Xiaohui laughed and said, "Hey, what kind of person is your first love? Is it beautiful? Is it prettier than me?"
"Forgot." Shao Qun said coldly.
"How can you forget your first love? First love is the most unforgettable thing." Wen Xiaohui's eyes blurred, and he couldn't see Shao Qun's face clearly. He tried his best to get closer, getting closer.
Shao Qun turned around and pinched his chin: "Are you fucking looking for fuck?"
Wen Xiaohui didn't react for a while: "Huh?"
"Forget it, I really fucked you, it's time for that lunatic Luo Yi to entangle me."
The word "Luo Yi" is like a bucket of ice water in winter, pouring down on Wen Xiaohui's head and face. This is 10,000 times more effective than any hangover medicine. Wen Xiaohui is half sober almost immediately. Eyes open: "What, what?"
"I told you not to get angry, Luo Yi is looking for you everywhere."
"Who got mad." Wen Xiaohui wiped his face, his heart beat wildly, "Will Luo, Luo Yi find me?"
"Sooner or later." Shao Qun thought for a while, "but he probably doesn't have time to deal with you recently, the regular case is about to go to court, and it's going to be another bloodbath." His tone sounded a little excited to watch the excitement.
"... I won't let him find me." Wen Xiaohui said in a low voice.
Shao Qun glanced at him: "Do you know what 'force majeure' is? If Luo Yi's power is 100, then you only have 10, and Luo Yi is your force majeure. Find a way to make yourself less guilty."
Wen Xiaohui carefully tasted Shao Qun's words, the more he listened to it, the more he felt it was a stupid logic, but he didn't dare to refute, because he was sobered up by the alcohol. He shivered and retreated into the car seat, his heart fluttering and full of anxiety. After a while, he said softly, "Young Master Shao, have you ever liked anyone?"
"No." Shao Qun said expressionlessly.
Wen Xiaohui stopped talking, he was so stupid that he wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with Shao Qun just now, maybe he was too lonely, too lonely, he was already bold enough to try to chat with Shao Qun, it was crazy.
What would someone like Shao Qun know
Wen Xiaohui covered his eyes, he hoped to have another bottle to make himself unconscious, so that he would not have to think about anything.