The man sneered.
Pan Shu was slightly stunned. "What did you say?"
Wen Yao turned around, a sinister smile playing on his lips, and he seemed to melt into the darkness. "You remember now, don't you?"
"What do I remember?" Pan Shu frowned.
Her puzzled expression didn't seem fake.
Wen Yao leaned against the wall, his long legs slightly bent, playing with the lighter in his hand.
The lighter's grinding wheel made a slight grinding sound.
In the silent and dull corner, people feel inexplicably anxious.
He took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, tapped the pack carelessly, and a cigarette fell out.
He tilted his head slightly to light a cigarette, his slightly wrinkled brows hidden in the dim firelight, so handsome that people couldn't take their eyes off him.
He lowered his head and held the cigarette in his mouth. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The large cloud of smoke shrouded his elusive expression. His slender fingers casually stroked the girl's slightly red eyes, wiping away the warm tears.
"Why are you crying?"
When the smoke cleared, he sneered, "So useless."
He tilted his head back against the cold wall.
Close your eyes slightly.
The sexy protruding Adam's apple moved slightly.
He doesn't speak.
There was just a hint of self-deprecation on the corner of his mouth.
Pan Shu frowned.
"What do you want to say?"
"nothing."
He stubbed out his cigarette, his voice slightly hoarse and dull from having just smoked. "You just want to know where Xie Chen is."
Wen Yao suddenly leaned closer to her, pressed one hand against the wall behind her, and trapped the girl in front of him. He lowered his head, and his messy hair lightly brushed against the girl's trembling long eyelashes.
In the long silence, he closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Kiss me."
"Is this the condition?" Pan Shu asked.
Wen Yao paused and hummed softly.
"good."
She wrapped her arms around the man's slender, jade-white neck and stood on tiptoe to press her lips against his.
The man's big hand pressed the back of her head tightly to prevent her from retreating. He gently held the girl's sweet and soft lips, and finally pecked her lips reluctantly.
"You've been deceived." He chuckled, "I don't know where Xie Chen is either."
"Wen Yao!"
The girl's expression finally turned cold.
She stared coldly at Wen Yao's inky black eyes, "Xie Chen is just a child, why did you treat him like that?"
"He got lost on his own."
"Lost?" Pan Shu sneered, "Do you think I would believe it?"
Although Xie Chen expressed great reluctance to be sent away, he was obedient and sensible, and knew that sending him to the Northern Military Region was for his health.
No matter how much trouble he makes, he won't get lost on his own.
What's more, he hasn't come to see her for all these years.
Unless someone deliberately abandoned him.
Panshu's eyes became colder and colder, until there was no emotion at all, so cold that it was frightening.
"He's lost. Why didn't you send someone to look for him? Why didn't you tell me?" Pan Shu slowly closed her eyes. "You'd better pray that he's safe now. Otherwise, Wen Yao, I won't let you go."
Wen Yao's already pale complexion looked even less vibrant.
His finger bones curled slightly.
He lowered his head dejectedly, "I understand."
When Shang Ting arrived, there was no trace of Pan Shu. There was only a man leaning against the wall, with cigarette butts scattered all over the floor.
"What about her?"
Shang Ting frowned.
He hadn't seen Panshu for such a long time and was worried that something had happened to her. He was also afraid that Wen Yao would do something excessive to Panshu, so he hurried after her.
Wen Yao opened his eyes and glanced at him indifferently.
"Leave."
"Gone? Where did you go?" Shang Ting rubbed his hair irritably. "Fuck, Wen Yao, if I knew what you did to her, I would fucking kill you sooner or later."
Wen Yao's eyes passed over him calmly.
He lowered his head again and played with the lighter in his hand.
He thought calmly: It's not certain who will kill whom first.
A nerd who only knows how to read.
…
On the other side, Pan Shu was still wondering what Wen Yao meant.
Suddenly, two hands held my ankle tightly.
“…”
Pan Shu lowered her eyes and saw a disheveled young boy. She didn't get angry, but just squatted down and gently touched his messy and rough hair. "Are you hungry?"
The young boy's eyes were red, "Save...save me..."
Ban Shu straightened up and looked at the person who came indifferently.
The middle-aged man, who originally had a sinister look on his face, took two steps back in fear when he saw Ban Shu's face, and then put on a fawning smile, "So it's Miss Ban... This brat bumped into Miss Ban, he deserves a beating! I'll take this brat away right now!"
As he said this, he was about to go forward and drag the boy away.
Pan Shu opened his hand with a cold face, "I want this person."
The middle-aged man's face changed, but he didn't dare to say anything more.
At any time.
Power and status are good things.
Ban Shu relies on Wen Yao's power and Shang Ting's status.
The middle-aged man hesitated for a while unwillingly, and finally, seeing that Pan Shu really wanted to take the boy away, he gritted his teeth and gave up.
He didn't dare to offend Panshu.
"Okay, he's gone, don't be afraid." Pan Shu helped the boy up. He was wearing thin clothes, and when he moved, his pus-filled legs and hands were exposed to the air. The boy shuddered all over.
He hid his hands behind his back.
Pan Shu reluctantly took his hand again, "Do you know that man? Did he inflict all these injuries?"
The young boy first shook his head, then nodded.
Panshu understood.
"Let me take you back to treat your wounds first. Don't be afraid, the bad guys have been driven away."
The boy looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old.
Maybe because of malnutrition, he is short and very skinny.
But this is her goal.
The row of data on the task panel that had been gray all the time finally lit up, and now only the last one was left.
Pan Shu nodded her chin.
At this time, the boy came out of the bathroom. He looked awkwardly at the girl sitting on the soft sofa and said, "Sorry... I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
"fine."
Seeing that he was still wearing the dirty clothes, Pan Shu looked around his eyebrows and eyes which were somewhat similar to Xie Chen's, and was slightly stunned.
But he is not Xie Chen.
"Wait here for a moment. I'll find you some clothes."
She pressed the boy's shoulders and asked him to sit down. She then took out all the snacks she had hidden in the snack cabinet and placed them in front of him. "Eat them. They're delicious. These are my favorites."
The young man looked up in a daze as if waking from a dream, and saw the pride in the girl's fair and soft face. He pursed his lips slightly, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose.
"Thanks."
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