Quick cure: After the yandere boss turns black

Chapter 440 The Love of Fireflies (29)

Although Wang Jiayou had many doubts, he didn't want to ask An Pei.

There is that kind of person in the world who seems to be easy to get along with, but is very cold and even unkind in his heart. But once he truly accepts someone, he will treat that person as one of his own, and no matter how invincible he is, After you give your trust to that person, you will also become vulnerable, and the injury will only hurt more.

An Bai is that kind of person.

Although Fan Jie was very unpleasant sometimes, he knew that An Pei really regarded Fan Jie as a friend.

Unless Fan Jie did something to him, An Pei would be so cold at this time.

And he naturally prefers An Pei in his heart. To be honest, if it weren't for An Pei, he might not be friends with someone like Fan Jie.

An Pei turned around and walked towards the dormitory building, "Let's go back."

It's like nothing happened.

Wang Jiayou: "Okay."

The fact that the police came to the school and took away a student quickly spread throughout the college. No matter where you go, you can hear people discussing this matter.

An Pei has become a little strange. He seems to be in a daze all day long. He can be in a daze anytime and anywhere, whether in class or walking. If you talk to him, he seems not to hear. He will wait until you ask over and over again. He raised his head in confusion, looked at you with those empty and dead eyes, and tried to act like nothing happened. He smiled and asked, "What did you just say? I didn't listen carefully."

As the day went on, Wang Jiayou felt more and more depressed.

An Pei was in such a bad state. To be honest, he was a little scared.

Wang Jiayou's expression became serious, "Anpei, what happened to you? You can tell me, don't bear it alone."

An Pei's eyes were a little confused, like a helpless child.

What happened?

He doesn't know either... Obviously nothing happened, right? Although the pervert named Feng wanted to do something to him, he was not in time and Mu Qing saved him.

Just as Mu Qing said when he first woke up, she came just in time.

The man named Feng probably didn't even have time to touch a corner of his clothes.

Indeed... nothing happened.

But why is everything wrong with him?

There seems to be a wound in my heart that cannot be healed. It is bleeding out gurglingly, gurgling... gurgling... and it keeps bleeding. During class, when I go back to the dormitory, when I sit in the cafeteria, when I talk, when I laugh, I feel... You can hear the sound of blood flowing in the heart, and the blood is full of blood, and it seems that it will slosh out when touched.

He always felt as if there was a hole somewhere in his body, and blood was constantly flowing out.

Every step he takes will leave scarlet footprints.

But no one but himself could see the bloody footprints.

An Pei himself knows it.

Some wounds will not appear on the body, or even on the heart, but they will always remain in the memory, covered layer by layer by the dust of time, seemingly disappearing until a gust of wind blows and the dust dissipates. , only to discover that the original wound was still there.

It will never heal, but will aggravate in unconscious memories. One day, there is no need to hit it hard, just a light touch, and it will be completely torn apart like a hemorrhage.

An Pei smiled and shook his head quietly, "I'm fine. What did you just want to say to me?"

Wang Jiayou sighed helplessly. He knew An Pei's temper. If he didn't want to say anything, he wouldn't get an answer no matter how much he asked.

"I understand clearly. Fan Jie is related to a murder case. Do you know, Mr. Feng of Zhongye Real Estate?"

An Pei lowered his eyes, his expression unchanged, "I know."

"Just last night, Mr. Feng died mysteriously. To be precise, it was when the secretary picked him up to go to the company early in the morning that he discovered that he had died. I heard that the death was extremely miserable, but he didn't die all night long, like a murderer. As if he wanted to be tortured alive, Fan Jie is the suspect."

"...Anpei, did you hear what I said?"

"You're in a trance again."

An Pei lowered his head, his black hair hung softly, shadows shrouded his eyebrows, and his red lips were slightly raised. When he raised his head, the weird and sick atmosphere disappeared instantly, and he was still normal. It's moist and clean.

"I heard you clearly, you said Mr. Feng of Zhongye Real Estate," An Pei smiled, "is dead."

In the evening, Anpei left the dormitory.

Wang Jiayou leaned against the door, "Are you really not coming back tonight? Where are you going? How about I send you off?"

An Pei hurriedly said, "No, I'll go by myself."

Wang Jiayou thought about it, but still felt uneasy. An Pei's current state was so strange that he even felt that someone needed to stay by his side 24 hours a day.

Wang Jiayou quickly went back to get his coat, and then caught up with An Pei, "No, I still have to give it to you."

An Pei actually doesn't want too many people to know about Mu Qing's existence. After all, the more people know about her, the more danger there will be.

But Wang Jiayou is someone he absolutely trusts.

But is his trust reliable?

After all, he once trusted Fan Jie so much.

While he was stunned, Wang Jiayou had already put his hand on his back, "What are you thinking about? Leave quickly!"

Anpei ran forward two steps quickly as if he was electrocuted.

Wang Jiayou looked down at his hands and raised his head to see An Pei walking into the dark night.

Wang Jiayou said nothing and continued to catch up with him.

...

A black luxury car was driving slowly on the road.

Getting closer and closer to the abandoned villa.

Wang Jiayou lowered the car window and looked outside in confusion, "Why do I feel that this place is a bit familiar?"

An Pei was puzzled.

He had already seen the white figure waiting at the door of the villa, pointing ahead, "Stop right there."

Wang Jiayou stopped thinking deeply and told the driver, "Listen to my brother."

Arriving at the door of the villa, Wang Jiayou got out of the car and when he saw Mu Qing's face, he immediately said, "Fuck! Why are you here?"

The white figure stood upright at the door, with a cold face as if made of snow. He opened his eyelids and glanced at Wang Jiayou, and when he looked at An Pei, his eyes visibly melted.

"I came back a little late today."

An Pei smiled and said, "The club has activities."

Wang Jiayou touched his chin, "So you came to see Mu Qing. Why didn't I know when she came to City A?"

These things are a long story, and Anpei doesn't know how to explain them, so he can only remain silent.

Wang Jiayou curled his lips and stopped asking, "Don't you invite me in to sit down?"

Mu Qing looked at him coldly, obviously not meaning it, and looking like she wanted to drive him away.

"..." Too cold, too heartless!

"Then, I'll leave first after the people are delivered." Wang Jiayou turned around to leave, then turned back and looked at the villa behind Mu Qing, "I really feel it's very familiar."

He didn't want to get up and probably wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

An Pei was helpless, "So what exactly is familiar to me?"

Wang Jiayou thought for a while, thought again and again, and suddenly said "ah".

"I remembered! Isn't this my fucking villa?!"