Ren is ruthless and touching

Chapter 17

midnight.

Wuqing, who was already asleep, slowly opened his long eyelashes in the faint stomach pain, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and sighed in his heart, probably before dawn, he would have to spread pancakes.Then he turned over in Fang Yingkan's arms, such a simple movement caused some soreness in his body, it's really old.

During those nights that Wuqing spent at the six doors, every light in the room would be turned on, and the crystal hanging lamp was so bright that it was so dazzling that the whole room looked brightly lit like daytime.Those guests may do this because they are happy to admire his expressions of pain or joy, or maybe they can't blend into the darkness at all, and can only struggle to survive under the self-deceiving light.

Right now, the light in the room is only supported by two elegant brown wall lamps adjusted to the darkest, and there is still a faint ambiguous atmosphere in the air.The soft light from the wall lamp fell on Fang Yingkan's face. The sleeping man looked like a childish child, with handsome eyebrows, a straight nose bridge, and stubborn thin lips that seemed to have a slight smile. Some envy and obsession, such an expression, no one can show it except babies who have just been born and people with a clean heart.

The meeting with Zhao Huan on Saturday was not so much a test, but a strong premonition: that was the real beginning of their rivalry.

However, no matter how things develop, he doesn't want Fang Yingkan to be involved, because he doesn't like the existence of things that are out of his control, especially feelings.

Wuqing slowly raised his hand, but he didn't dare to touch it. He just sketched the handsome outline of this man in the air.After staring for a while, he seemed to muster up all his courage before he dared to say in a barely audible voice:

"You... are really an accident."

It's a pity that Fang Yingkan was in a deep sleep, so he didn't hear it at all, but subconsciously hugged his arms tightly.

Regardless of whether he could sleep or not, he ruthlessly shrank into his arms and closed his eyes again.

The weather on Saturday was very bad, it was gloomy early in the morning, and it started to rain when the two were about to leave.

The rain is neither heavy nor small, and it is sparse, and it seems to be endless.

When he went out, he was blown by the cold wind, and he still felt cold even though he was wearing a thick windbreaker.

The two arrived at the palace on time. After registering their identities, Fang Yingkan wanted to go in with Wuqing but was stopped by the guards and ushered into the lounge.

Liu Fangying watched a random person watching him go up the elevator with great resentment.

A person who looked like a secretary walked in front and led Wuqing, Wuqing looked around while walking: Zhao Huan's office was on the third floor of the palace, the corridor was long and narrow, covered with a thick dark red carpet, there was no one at this time, and it was eerily quiet.It should be out of confidentiality considerations, there are no surveillance cameras installed in the corners and corridors, and several secretaries responsible for attracting guests have been hired, just to prevent noble people like the monarch and the crown prince from easily seeing who they meet and what they say. Being detected by outsiders, especially political opponents.

The man walked to the door of a room very respectfully, knocked twice, paused, and knocked twice again.

It was Ren Yuan who opened the door for them.

This man who has only been seen in countless photos, Fang Yingkan's ex-boyfriend, and a ruthless "rival in love" defined by Qi Shaoshang.

The secretary led him to him, and left very consciously.Ruthless and calm, he entered the door, thinking quickly about Ren Yuan's position in Zhao Huan's place.

Behind the luxurious office, the polished marble floor, and the large retro-style solid wood desk, sits the controller of the country's future destiny——Zhao Huan.

After Wuqing was introduced to the door, he looked at him quietly.

This man is about 50 years old, with a medium build, and looks darker and more vicissitudes than on TV. His hair is sparse, his eyebrows are a bit rough, especially his eyes, which are long and narrow, and he is obviously a political conspirator who has played all his life. , even more ruthless and unscrupulous than his father.

Knowing that Wuqing had come in, he raised his eyes: "Sit down."

Sitting ruthlessly in a chair opposite him.

Facing such a man in power, he didn't feel nervous, just tired.

So much so that the first thought when I sat down turned out to be, when will all this end.

"You should be very clear about the reason why I asked you to come here." Zhao Huan put down the pen in his hand, and stared at Wu Qing closely with those eagle-like eyes, "So, let's not waste each other's time. Straight to the point Well, how did Cai Jing die?"

Even though he was stared at like a prey, Wuqing was still very indifferent. He calmly, and most importantly, very rigorously, briefly summarized what he had said to the police to Zhao Huan.

As long as the rhetoric before and after is consistent, the other party will not have any chance to seize the loophole.

Zhao Huan frowned. He was not an expert in criminal investigation and psychology. He asked this only witness + suspect to interrogate because of his inner unwillingness to cause trouble. But if he really wanted to ask, he might be much worse than a professional policeman.

The person in front of him obviously has a handsome face, but his eyes are as quiet and peaceful as a piece of warm jade.The collar of the pure white shirt was well buttoned, but the small piece of skin exposed in the middle of the collarbone was straight and sinister.

Cai Jing has been a master all his life, could it be that he really fell into the hands of such a man?

He asked a few more questions about that night, and answered them ruthlessly and calmly, still without the slightest possibility of being caught.

In this way, the conversation lasted for half an hour, and ended in Zhao Huan's very discouraged mood.

Ruthlessly walked out of the palace unscathed, and drove away with Fang Yingkan.

Maybe it really is over.

"How is it? Did Zhao Huan make things difficult for you?" Fang Ying asked as soon as he got into the car.

He shook his head ruthlessly: "Fortunately, as we expected, he has no evidence, but just brought up some details of the night when the crime happened to test me, and I can handle it."

The rain outside the car window was getting heavier and heavier, Fang Yingkan drove the car carefully, and at the same time peeked at the people around him from the rearview mirror.In fact, Wuqing was not in good spirits when he came out of the palace. Fang Ying saw that he was huddled in the seat and didn't even want to open his eyes, so he didn't ask any more questions.Ruthless usually sleeps until noon and wakes up at noon. The beautiful sleeping time in the morning is taken up by annoying things, which is naturally very uncomfortable.

So as soon as he got home, Wu Qing hurriedly changed his clothes and went to catch up on sleep.

But less than two hours after Wuqing entered the room, the rain outside had just stopped, but the doorbell was not reassuring: "Ding dong——" Fang Yingkan thought it was those annoying endless policemen again, so he walked away angrily. The past opened the door.

However, standing at the door impressively, resentful.

He lowered his head slightly, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, not daring to meet Fang Yingkan's gaze, the umbrella in his hand was still dripping, his jacket was fine, but his trouser legs and shoes were completely soaked.He had lost a lot of weight since the last time we met, and looked very gray.Fang Ying looked at him, feeling an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

The two of them have come to this day, and they can really be said to be "the most familiar strangers".

"Come in and sit." Fang Ying looked the same as last time, took the umbrella from his hand, and let him in sideways.This small movement made Ren Yuan's heart skip a beat, but he caught sight of a pair of men's leather shoes next to the shoe cabinet in the entrance, with water droplets on them, obviously not what Fang Ying should look at.

"You fell in love with someone else, right?" Ren Yuan stared at the pair of leather shoes without moving, dazed, he could feel that the atmosphere in this room was different from the last time when Fang Yingkan lived alone.

Fang Ying did not answer him, let him sit on the sofa in the living room, and poured him a glass of water.

He didn't answer, in fact, because he didn't know how to answer. Love or not is a big question. He once spent three years falling in love with the person in front of him, but this person asked him: Have you fallen in love with someone who is with you? The guy who slept three times?He is speechless, and it is undeniable that ruthlessness is a special existence for him, but can this "special" be called love?

When Ren Yuan suddenly asked this question, he vaguely remembered that he had answered ruthlessly:

The word love is too heavy.

It was before and it is now.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Ren Yuan was a little distracted, obviously guilty.But after thinking about it, now is not the time to be angry, so he tried his best to soften his attitude, and said in a low voice: "I... It is delusional to expect a little bit of love from you, but for the sake of the years we have been together and the fact that I am really in love with you, can you give me a chance to tell you all the truth , Of course, I don't ask you to forgive me, I just ask you to give me a chance to confess everything...?"

He leaned over, squatted and knelt beside Fang Yingkan's legs, put his hands on the hands above Yingkan's knees, raised his eyes and slightly looked up at Fang Yingkan.

Facing the loved ones, the temperature in memory, and the familiar palm lines, Fang Yingkan sighed silently: "Tell me."