Love revenge: wife's mask

Qin Yijie gradually realized the seriousness of the situation. Sun fan once hinted at himself intentionally or unintentionally about how to grasp the scale in dealing with the swing condensation. Now it seems that the key to the problem is not sun fan, but Huo Cheng. In fact, Qin Yijie should have thought about how he can hide his changes from Huo Cheng, But now Huo Cheng put forward it bluntly in front of him, and today he brought the swing condensate here. Recalling Huo Cheng's smile at the beginning, Qin Yijie finally understood that it was not peace and kindness at all, but a flawless killing opportunity that was covered up.

Qin Yijie's hand shook slightly. He couldn't let Huo Cheng catch his psychological weakness. After taking a deep breath, he said calmly.

"This is entirely my own decision and has nothing to do with her. If you have to connect this matter with her far fetched, I have nothing to say. In short, I know what I am doing and what you want to see is nothing more than the result. I can guarantee that I will not disappoint anyone who has expectations, So you don't have to worry about what I do. "

Huo Cheng seems to be in a happy mood today, and most of his attention has always stayed in the ring. He didn't see Qin Yijie's sneer as if nothing had happened.

"If you do that well, you can still remember what you should do. Of course, you can do it well. But today I think of a very interesting thing. Qin Yijie, is the swing Ning different from any woman you've seen before? She's too simple, too simple, and... And too clean. That's why you're attracted to her. I'm also young. You can understand that, ha ha, It's just... It's just that too clean people don't belong here. I'm going to leave her something to make you remember her more deeply! "

Qin Yijie raised his head nervously, gasped, clenched his fist and said angrily.

"You... What do you want to do?"

"It's not what I want to do. You're not going to take Zhao Yuanshan. In fact, you don't have to ask me if Zhao Yuanshan can leave. You should ask another person about his future!"

"Who?"

"Swing condensate! Miss Qiu! "

The swing Ning was unable to break free. If there was a big hand on his shoulder, he was surprised to hear Huo Cheng say so.

"Me Why me? "

Huo Cheng picked up his water cup and drank slowly. He said to the swing Ning with a gloomy face.

"Remember when I asked you to choose between red and black? You choose red, that is to say, if red wins, Zhao Yuanshan will go with you. However, if red loses, Zhao Yuanshan will stay here today. Miss Qiu, your words can determine a person's life and death. Isn't that exciting? "

"Human life! That's a human life! Whether you are human or not, you actually play with life. I never thought of dominating anyone's life in the past. It's not stimulation, it's blasphemy. Life should be respected by each of us. " The swing Ning angrily hated Huo Cheng and said loudly and righteously.

Qin Yijie didn't expect that the swing Ningyi would say these words under such circumstances. Looking at her awe inspiring appearance, Qin Yijie was more anxious and admired her. However, it seems that Huo Cheng arranged the matter ahead of time. Even Huo Cheng expected that he would come to him. Even if the swing Ningyi refuted him, Qin Yijie believes it won't have any effect, How can a top psychological master be influenced by a few words.

Huo Cheng really didn't think so. He didn't even argue. He nodded in agreement.

"Miss Qiu is right. I have always thought of reverence for life, but it is you who decide Zhao Yuanshan's life and death today. It seems that you can only pray for your best luck, otherwise... Zhao Yuanshan will lose his life here for nothing because of your choice, ha ha."

"Even life is gambled. What else can't you gamble? Aren't you afraid of retribution? "

"Life is like a play, and the play is changeable... Life is a gamble, but each of us gambles on different things. There are many people who gamble. Why should miss Qiu be too persistent, not to mention the gambling is very fair. I believe no one will complain... What do you say, miss Qiu?"

Qin Yijie's eyes began to pay attention to the competition in the boxing ring and silently prayed that the choice of swing Ning was correct.

When a heavy blow hit the red boxer's temple directly, Qin Yijie's heart slowly sank with the red boxer's body until the red fell heavily on the ring. Qin Yijie stood blankly and sluggishly in place. All hopes were completely dashed. Zhao Yuanshan desperately grabbed his feet and begged. What did Zhao Yuanshan say, Qin Yijie didn't listen to a word. He just turned around and looked at the swing helplessly.

The swing Ning was stunned and speechless. Huo Cheng gave the impression that he was the kind of person who did what he said. All the swing Ning believed that there was no room for maneuver. Now Huo Cheng smiled happily, as if he knew the result would be like this. After looking at the swing Ning and Qin Yijie, he raised his hand slightly.

Under Qin Yijie's helpless and numb gaze, Zhao Yuanshan was pushed out by several people. There was a long blood stain. Everyone's gloomy eyes were dazzling. The swing was wriggling around the corners of his mouth, and his shaking body slowly stood up. Qin Yijie walked quickly, hugged her tightly in his arms, bit his teeth in her ear and kept saying, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, everything will pass.

When the gunshot came from the outside, the swing Ning cried loudly in Qin Yijie's arms. The helpless appearance made Qin Yijie feel some heartache. Qin Yijie took a deep breath and hugged her more tightly. He didn't know what to say to comfort her, but in the swing Ning's eyes, Qin Yijie saw Gray and dazed.

Huo Cheng's eyes are like a knife, which is inserted into his weakest place inch by inch. Qin Yijie wants to escape from this place with the swing Ning. In his sight, Huo Cheng sits back in the chair with great spirit, rubs his fingers, and reveals his eyes on Qin Yijie and the swing Ning who hug each other. The smile on his face becomes a little proud, and all the wrinkles are squeezed together, If the mark carved by the knife is deep and clear.

"It seems that I have... No, hehe, Miss Qiu should have helped you solve the thorny problem you said. It seems that I am still right. At least your so-called peace of mind is not as simple and effective as my method..."

The swing looked at Huo Cheng's eyes. His contracted pupils flashed a trace of darkness, like the abyss of a nightmare. He felt that he had been falling inside, rotating and falling without direction. He could not see or hear in the dark. At the moment of reaching the bottom, he was shattered.

"Can we go...?" The swing Ning said coldly without expression.

"The trouble has been solved. Of course you can go. Of course, if you still like to stay, I will be very welcome!" Huo Chengduan answered calmly with a water cup.

Qin Yijie walks out with the swing Ning. When he leaves, Qin Yijie suddenly says coldly to Huo Cheng behind him.

"Whether she chooses red or black... The result is the same, because... Because you arranged it in advance. Whoever she chooses will lose, is that right..."

Huo Cheng didn't answer. The silence may be more useful than any language. The final winner of the game was obvious, but Qin Yijie suddenly turned his head, smiled confidently and said to Huo Cheng deeply.

"Maybe one day... I will let you choose again in front of me. I Qin Yijie will do it!"

.......

Huo Cheng shook involuntarily, slowly tried to control his emotions, and finally calmed down in the tremor. Huo Cheng changed his position on the chair, but he was still a little uncomfortable. Qin Yijie opened the curtain, and the light came straight in. In the sun, Huo Cheng was shrouded by Qin Yijie's long shadow, like a narrow and claustrophobic coffin, and Huo Cheng leaned listlessly in the middle, He couldn't see himself in the shadow, and felt involuntarily dissolved into the tangled darkness.

......

Qin Yijie didn't even know how to comfort Qiu qianning. After returning, there was always a quiet and repressive silence between the two people. Maybe he was destined to go to hell, but this shouldn't be the end of the swing. Qin Yijie regretted that she was involved in the war that didn't belong to Qiu qianning. Although Zhao Yuanshan was to blame himself, Qin Yijie did not think that he must use his life to wash his debt to himself, not to mention the swing condensate.

As Huo Cheng said, such cleanliness has been tarnished. Qin Yijie is more and more tired of being manipulated by such a powerless struggle, and even has some doubts about whether what he is doing is right or not.

The next morning, Qin Yijie went out early before getting up on the swing. Maybe he wasn't ready to face her, or maybe he didn't want her to see what he was going to do today.

The people who appeared in the bar at 10 o'clock should be more curious, so the bartender tried to explain to Qin Yijie that when the bartender was not open, Qin Yijie didn't even lift his head, went straight in, took out a few large bills and asked the waiter for a bottle of black square. The expression on his face was gloomy and decadent, which was so scary that even the waiter who stopped him gave up his plan to stick to it, The black square brought up together with the cup was placed in front of Qin Yijie. The waiter looked at Qin Yijie curiously again. He was still sad and deep. At this time, people who came to the bar can imagine that he saw too many such people, so he didn't even say anything superfluous. After putting down his things, he quietly withdrew, Qin Yijie was left sitting alone in the corner.

The balcony shines in through the glass, bright and warm, but Qin Yijie's position is a dead corner that can't be covered by the sun. In the dark, he is more numb and cold.

The cup was pushed to one side. Qin Yijie struggled to pick up the black side in front of him. After a moment of hesitation, he looked up. There was a 40 degree liquor and a whole bottle. Qin Yijie drank it clean in one breath. His drinking method was easy to get drunk. Maybe this was the result he wanted, but people who got drunk often drank more and more clearly, just like him now, Originally, he hoped that he could get drunk with tincture. At least he would think less after getting drunk, but it seemed that the clean black side did not meet his expectations. Qin Yijie frowned and looked at the wine bottle in his hand. He had no other feeling except that there was a burning acrimony in his chest.