Chapter 74 Chapter 74 Master Master Master Master Master...
Dou Mingxu stared at He Songfeng.
Staring at the defenseless lamb like a tiger or lion with red eyes due to hunger.
The fact that He Songfeng was going back to China really scared him.
The shackles on He Songfeng's wrists were getting tighter and tighter, almost breaking his wrists.
He Songfeng frowned in pain.
People around him also began to ask him this question: "Are you going to give up all your current development and return to China?"
Under the gaze of the crowd, He Songfeng did not think or hesitate, but explained very fluently and calmly:
"I have no plans to return to China. I have decided to work for Mr. Lambert full-time. Between career and studies, I choose Mr. Lambert."
The people around suddenly laughed out loud, so that's how it is.
Dou Mingxu breathed a sigh of relief, but the strength on He Songfeng's wrist did not decrease at all.
For some reason, He Songfeng now gave Dou Mingxu an extremely strong premonition that as long as Dou Mingxu let go of this hand, he would never be able to get it back.
No matter how hard he tried, no matter how much effort he put in, he could no longer hold on to this hand that looked like it would break if pinched.
This premonition was so strong and certain that Dou Mingxu didn't dare to let go. He held He Songfeng tightly, like a stray dog that had been abandoned once, worried and anxious.
"It is indeed a good choice to continue to work for Mr. Lambert."
The professor nodded in approval. He reached out his hand and shook it tightly with He Songfeng, praising him confidently, "You're smart and hardworking. Now you have Mr. Lambert to protect you. You'll succeed in everything you do."
He Songfeng smiled naturally and shook hands back, "Thank you for your care, Professor."
At this time, someone tapped the wine glass with a spoon, making a tinkling sound, and excitedly shouted loudly about the achievements of this year's exhibition.
They successfully broke through the circle, making everyone focus all their attention on their private art gallery this month, which brought exponential profit growth to the company and all related industries under the company.
After all, Dou Mingxu's company's main business is high-end art hotels, and the sideline art exhibition is just a means to increase the value of the company and the family.
Dou Mingxu was listening in the audience and couldn't help but look at He Songfeng. He looked at him admiringly and couldn't help but start to imagine their future.
They will live together, and after a period of emotional adjustment, they will get married. The two will share their wealth and reputation and become famous soul mates in art circles around the world.
He Songfeng's outstanding ability became the final step in conquering Dou Mingxu.
The dinner gradually came to an end with people toasting each other.
He Songfeng was the first to leave, leaving without notifying anyone.
He doesn't like useless socializing, and he doesn't want to say so many polite words.
The air outside the banquet hall was damp and humid, for it was summer already, and there was a constant, suffocating heat. Above, the stars clustered together like hydrangeas, scattered across the vast, deep black sky.
He Songfeng didn't like looking at the stars, so he took a quick look and got into the car.
"Sir, let me confirm with you first, you are going to this place, right?"
Because He Songfeng wanted to go back to the apartment near the school instead of the company dormitory, the driver turned around and used his mobile phone to confirm the address with He Songfeng.
He Songfeng nodded, "Yeah, yes."
"Okay."
After receiving the confirmation, the driver did not rush to start the engine. He rolled down the window and looked out, as if waiting for someone.
He Songfeng did not urge him, but turned on his computer and went to the local airport's official website to check the flight information for the next day.
Since the professor has received his application for early graduation and he is 100% sure to pass with his grades, He Songfeng plans to return home immediately.
He lowered his head slightly, and carefully scanned every line of words on the screen with his eyes. His left hand gently pushed on the touchpad, and the index finger of his right hand touched his lower lip, gently pressing out a shallow crescent.
The lights in the back row were not turned on. He Songfeng sat in the dim light. The white light from the screen shone on his face, outlining a clear outline. He Songfeng's delicate and bright facial features were placed in the outline, as beautiful as jewelry in a display cabinet.
He Songfeng was choosing a time, thinking about which time period would be more suitable for returning to China. It would be best if it was in the middle of the day, so that it would be daytime when both flights were over.
He Songfeng was just thinking about it when the car door next to him was opened with a crisp click and then closed quickly with a bang.
He Songfeng jumped in shock and didn't bother to see what happened. He subconsciously chose to close the screen of MacPro and then observe his surroundings.
After the screen was closed, the back seat of the business car lost its only source of light and became dark in an instant.
Before He Songfeng could turn around to look, a strong smell of alcohol mixed with the man's body fell heavily towards He Songfeng.
He Songfeng smelled the smell of cigarettes on the other person and realized that it was Dou Mingxu sitting over.
The driver tactfully turned on the back seat lights. Dou Mingxu was dazzled by the sudden flash of white light, and his ears buzzed from left to right.
He shouted a scolding in his throat: "Turn off the lights!"
"Sorry, sir."
Click.
The lights dimmed once again, and everyone's outlines were blurred and softened by the dark blue.
He Songfeng was like a ball of warm water, tolerating Dou Mingxu's uninvited rudeness.
Dou Mingxu's tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and he leaned lazily against He Songfeng. The strong smell of alcohol quickly filled the entire back seat and also poured into He Songfeng's nostrils, making it difficult for him to breathe.
He Songfeng saw Dou Mingxu's drunken and listless face in the light from the street lamp outside the car window.
Dou Mingxu's cheeks did not show the blood red of drunkenness, but were pale instead. His two eyeballs were half-closed under his eyelids and slowly floated around, like a confused ghost looking for something.
The vehicle has started and is driving smoothly on the road.
The refreshing evening breeze followed the outline of the car body like a turbulent river. When passing through the car window, it was sucked in by a whirlpool, rushing straight towards the face, blowing the hair into a mess and making the collar of the clothes make a flapping sound.
He Songfeng closed the car window a little, so the wind could only blow past his scalp.
He turned on the Mac Pro again, as there were some follow-up work arrangements waiting for He Songfeng to review and confirm.
Dou Mingxu, who seemed to be completely drunk and disoriented, suddenly asked, "Is what you said to the professor true?"
He Songfeng ignored him.
Dou Mingxu exhaled heavily, wearily pressing his forehead against his temples and rubbing his brows. "I'm so drunk, and you don't ask me why? Don't you care about me?"
He Songfeng rolled down the car window again, and the rustling sound of dinner blew away Dou Mingxu's voice. He Songfeng's hair lashed Dou Mingxu's face like a whip, a punishment for his talkativeness.
Dou Mingxu turned his head and looked at He Songfeng's profile, fascinated.
He began to talk to himself: "I remember when I first met you, I said you were a worthless and meaningless person."
These words were like the wind, passing through He Songfeng's ears and then disappearing without a trace.
He Songfeng remained indifferent.
"I was too arrogant and stupid at that time. I know I was wrong. I apologize to you. I'm sorry."
Dou Mingxu put his hands into his suit pockets and fumbled around with them, like a primary school student who had done something wrong and was ashamed to read out his apology in front of the teacher.
"Now I know that you are more valuable than most people. You are smart, hardworking, and you know exactly what you want and what you should do."
"You are a very planned person. I know you will move up step by step."
"I also know that you will succeed in the end."
I know……
I know……
I know……
Dou Mingxu knew a lot about He Songfeng. He knew that his name was He Songfeng, that he had been abused in his country, his relationship with Samuel, and his affair with Evander.
He also knew He Songfeng's contradictions, pitiful and despicable.
Poor Angel.
He Songfeng's complex soul was like a tube of strong hallucinogen, which was injected intravenously and slipped into every nerve of Dou Mingxu.
After being infected, ordinary people and ordinary things could no longer arouse Dou Mingxu's sensory stimulation. His threshold was raised to an unprecedented height, and at that height, only He Songfeng could satisfy him.
"But... among all the things I know, there's one thing I don't know."
Dou Mingxu's voice suddenly became dim, and the car drove onto an extremely difficult and twisted road, stumbling and shaking the people in the car like a bottle drifting on the top of the waves, with strong instability.
"I want to know, do you have me in your plan?"
Dou Mingxu twisted his words and changed his tone, "Or... have you ever? Even if you once thought about having a future with me, that would count."
Dou Mingxu was still talking. He said a lot of things while drunk, but every sentence and every word did not carry the frivolous smell of alcohol. Instead, they fell to the ground with a heavy sound, piled up heavily, and looked like a shaky building about to collapse.
"You don't say anything. You're always like this, always abusing me coldly."
Dou Mingxu's voice began to tremble. He pretended to be a drunkard, and took advantage of the confusion brought by alcohol to speak his true feelings soberly.
"Then what should I do? What should I do...?"
"Please help me find an answer."
"You're drunk and talking nonsense."
He Songfeng knew that the other party was pretending to be drunk, so he simply attributed all his harsh words to the non-existent alcohol.
Dou Mingxu's shaky emotions fell on the non-existent alcohol, so he stepped on empty air. It took him a long time to recover from the pain of the heavy fall.
His eyes never left He Songfeng.
Dou Mingxu's hand was still groping in the pocket of his suit jacket. The pocket was so small that it could only hold half of his hand, but he kept searching for a long time, but it was like a bottomless pit and he couldn't reach the bottom.
One minute... two minutes...
Dou Mingxu said: "I didn't drink."
"Yeah." He Songfeng responded.
A small ring box was slowly brought to He Songfeng during a long silence between the two.
"I want to have a future with you."
Since He Songfeng didn't say anything, Dou Mingxu took the initiative to ask for it, "You have used me so much, use me again."
Under He Songfeng's gaze, the ring box slowly opened. A 40-carat diamond ring was so huge that it filled He Songfeng's entire pupil. Not counting the ring setting inlaid with diamonds, the diamond on the ring setting alone was the size of a pigeon egg.
Ten million?
Twenty million?
He Songfeng subconsciously estimated the price.
"He Songfeng, what are you doing? You're not really considering your future with him because of this noble ring, are you?!"
A sarcastic voice woke He Songfeng up.
A layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back, which frightened him awake completely.
It is really terrible to hesitate in an impossible relationship for money.
He Songfeng picked up the ring box without thinking, and threw it directly out of the car window, throwing it far away, just like throwing away garbage, throwing it away without any care.
There was no regret or hesitation, but instead a heavy sigh of relief.
The box emitted a bright light under the street lamp, and soon fell to the ground, somersaulted several times in a row, and finally rolled and rolled - rolled into the sewer and disappeared.
Dou Mingxu stared at He Songfeng in a daze, and his soul seemed to have fallen into the sewer along with the ring box, leaving only a pale empty shell, sitting there for a long time.
It's hard to accept and hard to let go.
The strands of hair on his forehead hung down in a mess, splitting Dou Mingxu's eyes into several pieces. The cracks became bigger and bigger, and each piece was tearing at the other painfully.
He Songfeng looked at him coldly, also as if he were looking at garbage.
Dou Mingxu's pain was like that of a dead rat in a sewer, being hit by the heavy ring box, being crushed back and forth in self-humiliation until his liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys all burst, until all his blood was spilled into a pool of corpse water, emitting a nauseating and vomiting stench of decay.
The two people didn't speak for a long time.
At this time, the car arrived at He Songfeng's destination. The driver stopped on the side of the road and got out quietly to smoke.
He Songfeng thought Dou Mingxu had given up and quickly got out of the car.
But soon Dou Mingxu followed.
Dou Mingxu grabbed him and asked, "Where are you going?"
"Go home." He Songfeng replied.
"Go home? Which one of these is your home?"
Dou Mingxu looked at the apartment building standing in front of him. The windows on the left belonged to Evander's house, and the windows on the right belonged to Samuel's house. The lights in both windows were on.
"Do you mean Evander or Samuel?"
He Songfeng didn't want to explain. He waved his hand to try to shake Dou Mingxu off, but was met with an even more deadly stranglehold.
"Let go."
Dou Mingxu gripped it even harder.
He Songfeng's patience ran out. He raised his voice and shouted in a commanding tone, "I told you to let go!"
Dou Mingxu's tense nerves were suddenly severed by He Songfeng's sudden scolding. With a bang, the negative emotions that had been accumulated for several months suddenly burst out hysterically:
"Then answer me! Which one here is your home? Where is your home here?!"
Every word was like a bone, bursting out of Dou Mingxu's body in a bloody mess, hitting the ground with a crackling sound.
"Didn't you always say you don't love anyone?! Why do you want to go home again?! If they can all be called 'home' by you, can't my place also be your 'home'?"
The mature man in the hand-made tailor-made suit looked like a dog with a broken leg. His body was covered with wounds, but he still stubbornly hunched his disabled body, ignoring everything and barking wildly.
He pointed at the lights in the apartment building and yelled, "You don't torture them, you only know how to torture me. You drive me crazy first, watch me go crazy, and then you laugh and enjoy it!"
Dou Mingxu also understood that going crazy like this would be too subversive of his image, so he tugged at his wrinkled tie as if he were tugging at his dog leash.
"I wasn't like this before. I never used to get so emotionally horrified about anything! That's all because of you! If I don't go crazy, I won't get any answers from you. Anything!"
As he spoke, Dou Mingxu's voice was like a jumping machine, crashing to the ground. He complained in a low, dull voice: "...You weren't like this before."
Just as Dou Mingxu said.
After He Songfeng drove Dou Mingxu crazy, he would indeed calmly put on a smile as if he was watching a show, stand aside, and coldly appreciate Dou Mingxu's hysteria.
It's like admiring an outstanding work of art by his hand.
He Songfeng stood there with a playful smile on his face, pouring what looked like water but was actually oil, an accelerator, onto the blazing fire.
"It feels good to torture yourself."
He Songfeng suddenly saw through Dou Mingxu's thoughts.
Under He Songfeng's harsh gaze, Dou Mingxu's hysterical face suddenly sank, like a ghost who had drowned in water and whose pupils turned black.
He was smiling at He Songfeng woodenly in an extremely humble and flattering manner.
It emerged from the pond wetly, twisted and horrifying, and moved closer and closer towards the scapegoat.
Having your despicable and dirty thoughts seen through is a satisfying feeling in itself.
There is a feeling of being controlled, as if nothing about him can escape He Songfeng's gaze.
Love itself is a very strange feeling.
Just like He Songfeng doesn’t love anyone, he just loves the feeling of being loved.
And Dou Mingxu is in love—in love to the point of madness and hysteria.
From another perspective, the two people are also a perfect match, one takes from the outside, and the other empties himself out and gives.
He Songfeng scolded him again: "Despicable."
Dou Mingxu took a deep breath. The cigarette butt scar above his heart was aching slightly. It felt good.
The scar should have healed long ago, but Dou Mingxu would pick off the scab with his own hands every time before it healed, and dig his fingers into the wound, as if he wanted to drill into his heart.
In the sharp pain, Dou Mingxu repeated He Songfeng's name and recalled that night over and over again.
Dou Mingxu loves the pain this relationship brings him, loves the torture He Songfeng brings him every time. This morbid relationship, covered in bruises, blood, and erosion, is fascinating.
Once you have tasted the sweetness, you will never be satisfied.
He Songfeng's patience ran out once again. "You won't let me go, so what do you want to do? Kidnap me? Force me back to your place and lock me up?"
Dou Mingxu was stunned for a moment, and at that moment he gave people the feeling that these words had hit him straight in the head.
After a while, he said slowly, "I'll just ask one last question. Once you answer it, I'll leave."
"good."
Dou Mingxu held He Songfeng's left hand with both hands, put his lips on the tip of the middle finger, and asked while kissing: "If that ring was put on you by Evander just now, would you throw it away like this?"
He Songfeng answered without hesitation:
"I will, I'll leave all of you like this."
Dou Mingxu calmed down with satisfaction, "Okay, okay..."
He straightened his suit jacket, smoothed out the wrinkles with his hands, and finally put his arm around He Songfeng's waist and gave him a light kiss on the cheek.
"You said that if you don't love me, you can't love them either."
He Songfeng scolded him again: "Bitch, dog."
Dou Mingxu exhaled a hot breath of satisfaction, "This is a reward for me, Master."
He Songfeng frowned, thinking, who taught him to talk like that? Me? I didn't.
"No one will fuck you tonight, right?" Dou Mingxu's voice brought He Songfeng back to reality.
He Songfeng nodded in response.
Dou Mingxu finally let the man go, "Then will it be my turn tomorrow?"
He Songfeng nodded again to deal with it.
They have no tomorrow. Tomorrow He Songfeng will take an international flight back home, so He Songfeng can lie with peace of mind.
Dou Mingxu was finally completely fooled by He Songfeng's lies and was willing to leave.
He sat in the car and counted the time, thinking happily that it would be his turn soon.
He Songfeng went upstairs and knocked on Ivander's door.
Evander opened the door with Kitty following him.
"What are you going to share with me this time? It must be joy. Your personal art display is now very famous."
Evander greeted him with a smile.
He Songfeng stopped outside the door and said with a smile, "I won't go in. There are some things I need to tell you quickly."
"What is it?"
There was an eye hidden in the black cat's eye behind He Songfeng. He clearly saw the two people and the cat in the corridor greeting each other with a smile just outside the door.
The two men kept counting the books, and Samuel quickly fell to the ground and put his ear to the door to eavesdrop.
Through the crack in the door, Samuel vaguely heard a few key words.
"I want to go back home."
"Tomorrow, plane tickets."
Alarm bells rang in Samuel's head, and he put his hand on the door handle, subconsciously trying to push the door.
But he quickly restrained himself. What's the point of going out now? He Songfeng couldn't stop him from leaving.
Samuel thought about it, got up from the ground, and looked through the peephole again.
He Songfeng picked up Kitty and said, "I'm so sorry. I'm a completely irresponsible person. I wasn't the one who saved it, and I wasn't the one who raised it. In the end, I have to leave, and I can only leave alone."
It’s not that He Songfeng hadn’t thought about taking Kitty with him, but transporting a pet across borders is very dangerous, and He Songfeng’s plan to return home could easily be exposed.
The safest thing for him to do is to leave quietly and alone.
Even the fact that he was going back to his country was only hastily told to Evander the night before he left, and that was all.
Thank you for your care over the past few days. It is worth meeting you and telling you in person.
"Then wait for me."
After saying this, Evander turned and walked into the house.
What He Songfeng didn't expect was that Evander also came out with a ring box.
When Samuel saw it, his heart skipped a beat. What was even worse was that he saw He Songfeng did not refuse, but accepted the ring box!
Samuel no longer cared about the dark peeping, nor did he care about the triangle relationship of checks and balances between him, Dou Mingxu and Ivander. He picked up his phone as quickly as possible and called Dou Mingxu. He told Dou Mingxu several times what he had heard and seen tonight, exaggerating it and making it more and more frightening.
Samuel was afraid that Dou Mingxu would be trained by He Songfeng into a harmless dog, just like him, with a spiky haircut, but only daring to peek and spy from behind.
"Evander proposed to He Songfeng. I clearly saw Evander put the ring on He Songfeng's middle finger, and He Songfeng agreed!!!"
"Their wedding will be held in Asia. They must be going abroad tomorrow to meet their parents, get married, and then go on their honeymoon!"
"What about He Songfeng? Will he never come back? Will the two of them stay in Asia? No, no, no, absolutely not!"
The huge amount of information caught Dou Mingxu off guard.
Half an hour ago, He Songfeng had promised him that it would be his turn tomorrow, but how come it suddenly became that he and Evander would return to China to get married tomorrow?
What about the 40-carat diamond ring he prepared? What about the guarantee he asked He Songfeng for?!
Dou Mingxu hung up the phone.
He soaked in the bathtub. The water in the bathtub gradually faded from warm to cold. Cigarette butts were scattered all over the bathtub. The whole room was filled with gray miasma, which made people's chests shrink and they couldn't breathe.
The dark circles under Dou Mingxu's eyes were so dark, and the red blood seemed to be tightening around his eyeballs like a hemp rope, threatening to strangle him to death.
"What should I do?" Dou Mingxu muttered to himself, "What should I do?"
“…………”
Dou Mingxu thought of a sentence and laughed out loud with sudden enlightenment. The cigarette in his hand had already burned his fingers, and he burned his heart without thinking.
"Haha... Angel, you are such a good master."
Dou Mingxu thought of a sentence spoken by He Songfeng.
He sat up, and the water in the pool was startled by his sudden movement, causing huge waves to surge and splash, splashing bursts of cold water onto his legs.
Dou Mingxu walked out of the bathtub, as if he was possessed by a nightmare, muttering something in a trance.
“You taught me…”
"You taught me that."
"It's you."
"It's you, it's you..."
And the story on Maoyan's side continues.
Evander slowly opened the ring box, but inside was not a ring, but a necklace, and the pendant of the necklace was a heavy lump of iron.
The middle of the iron tube is concave, in the shape of Kitty's nose, a rounded little triangle.
At the same time, Evander took down his spare key to his house and hung it on the wall. "Congratulations on embarking on a new life. When you are settled, you are welcome to visit Kitty anytime. Take him home, to your home, which is also Kitty's home."
The tip of He Songfeng's nose felt like it was dipped in lemon juice, wet and so sour that it made his face look like a wrinkled ball of batter.
Kitty opened her big, bright cat eyes, and He Songfeng's figure was completely reflected in the cat's eyes. Even Kitty was concentrating on looking at He Songfeng, her real owner.
Just like the rainy night when they first met, Kitty was hiding there, staring at He Songfeng eagerly.
"I've long guessed that you would leave here. You don't belong here, and there's nothing or anyone here worth your staying."
Ivander gave He Songfeng a hug, a hug between friends, friendly and inclusive.
"We will always be good friends. Our relationship will not be severed just because you are leaving."
Evander positioned himself backward, on top of his "good friend."
He Songfeng has had countless lovers, but "good friend" is the first and only one.
He Songfeng nodded and said goodbye to Evander.
In the morning, He Songfeng received a new email, saying that the professor had approved his application for early graduation.
He Songfeng bought a plane ticket for the afternoon, casually tied his hair behind his head, wore an ordinary white T-shirt and jeans, and set off for the airport in a very casual manner.
The weather today is extremely good, the sun is shining, the sky is cloudless, and the bright and dazzling sunlight drives all the gray shadows into the sewer, leaving only the clean and bright beauty.
Someone on the side of the road was washing his car with a hose. The water sprayed upward, creating a crescent-shaped rainbow that hung vaguely in the air.
He Songfeng didn't bring any luggage with him. He even took the bus to the airport, starting in the morning and traveling through half the city to the airport.
He was carrying a yellowed handbag that was a little worn out by him, and walking lightly along the road. He looked at the beautiful day and walked forward with a smile.
But suddenly, an extremely abrupt gaze appeared from behind.
It was no ordinary gaze; it was like a cold scalpel, sharp and terrifying, pressing against his spine, with the malicious intent of cutting his skin and flesh.
He Songfeng stopped and quickly looked back.
There was nothing behind him, no people, no cars.
He Songfeng frowned and comforted himself that he might have been too nervous before, and now that he suddenly relaxed, he became neurotic.
It doesn’t matter. No one knows that he is going abroad today. No one knows.
Evander congratulated him, and Dou Mingxu was waiting for his message foolishly. Samuel had disappeared from his world for a long time.
No one will suddenly appear.
He Songfeng took a moment to calm himself down, silently saying to himself, "It's okay, I'll be safe soon. As long as I get to the airport, everything will be over."
Then, a hand came up silently from behind, followed by a white cloth soaked in liquid, covering He Songfeng's face directly.
——? !
He Songfeng's tense nerves suddenly broke.
His body was shaking violently, his breathing was disordered in extreme fear, and his limbs began to struggle violently like a drowning man, rushing oxygen into his chest. The more nervous and afraid he was, the more rapid and heavy his breaths were, and as a result, the oxygen mixed with that strange chemical smell seeped into his blood at the fastest speed.
After struggling for only two seconds, He Songfeng completely lost consciousness and fainted.
People are unaware that they have fainted. It is just like an old-fashioned TV. When the switch is pressed, all the images are cleared. It is not even black or white. It is just turned off, and there is no content remaining.
It was unknown how much time had passed, but He Songfeng gradually regained consciousness, or perhaps the concentration of the drug the other party had prepared for him was not high.
He heard the humming sound of wheels and the sound of a lighter lighting. The man took a deep puff of his cigarette and exhaled heavily. The smoke flew out of the car window and squeezed in through the next window, into He Songfeng's nose.
He Songfeng was still dizzy, his limbs numb as if they were cut off. All he could do was listen to the world with his ears. He couldn't even speak a word or open his eyes.
His eyes were covered with a piece of cloth, and when the bright and dazzling daylight passed through the cloth and then through his eyelids, only a tiny bit of grayish-white was left.
It was these faint feelings that made He Songfeng realize that he was still alive, he was just kidnapped.
Soon, the effect of the drug rose again.
He Songfeng fainted without realizing it.
When he woke up again, his eyelids could no longer let in any light and it was completely dark.
He Songfeng thought that it must be dark, and the other party must have taken him to a very far place, perhaps to the deep mountains and forests.
When He Songfeng heard someone approaching him, his whole body immediately tensed up.
The other person's footsteps paused and suddenly became heavy.
Ta-da,
step.
Ta-da,
Two steps.
It's like the pendulum of death, ticking back and forth repeatedly, and every step closer brings it closer to tragedy.
The footsteps finally stopped in front of He Songfeng, and a hand reached into his pocket, followed by two rips. He Songfeng's plane ticket shattered into snowflakes and sprinkled on his face. That was He Songfeng's hope for a new life, and it was torn apart so rudely.
Then, He Songfeng heard a familiar voice. Soon, a pair of arms embraced him, and with those rough hands, which smelled of the pungent and bitter smell of tobacco, they stroked his cheeks, kissed his ears, and whispered in a suppressed voice:
"Go home, Master."
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