Ye Huan walked out of Jinyutang in a daze, and there was a Mercedes-Benz waiting for him at the door, but he did not get in and waved his hand and asked the driver to go back first. He wanted to walk alone.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, drunk or tired, but he just felt very upset.

The deeper you go into the circle of the powerful, the more you feel the colder you feel, as if you have fallen into the abyss.

Ye Huan laughed sarcastically, don’t the powerful live in heaven? Why do they feel like they have gone to hell?

The seemingly colorful world of glamorousness is filled with so much violence and blood. The scepter and money seem to be stained with red blood. Could it be that glamorousness is made of blood and white bones?

If this is true, Ye Huan would rather choose poverty.

At least he can get happiness and relaxation in poverty. He can lie in the grass in old clothes, feel the warmth of the sun, humming songs happily, and smoke five pieces of soft white sand and spitting out smoke rings freely.

You can also pull the poor guys to sit in the quarantine, laugh or scold without any scruples.

Can these people or things he likes be found in the circle of powerful people? What else is left besides plotting and killing?

Ye Huan became more and more heartbroken.

The night in Ninghai is still noisy, with people coming and going on the streets, bustling with traffic, and people dress up carefully and attending their own happy feast.

But Ye Huan couldn't find her own happiness, as if the happiness had disappeared.

After lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, Ye Huan walked slowly on the sidewalk next to the street, took out his cell phone, and subconsciously called Nan Qiaomu.

"Ye Huan, why haven't you come back yet?" Nan Qiaomu's voice was always so gentle and quiet.

, "Qiaomu, I don't know what my friend is." Ye Huan grabbed his hair irritably.

Nan Qiaomu was silent for a moment and said quietly: "Ye Huan, you are not happy anymore."

She used the affirmative sentence. She had been very familiar with him after years of getting along with him, so familiar that he could tell his mood from his voice.

Ye Huan sighed long: "Yes, I'm not happy, Qiaomu, I want to go back a few months ago. At that time, we were together every day, but we lived freely without money, even if we didn't say anything, just sit quietly

Watching TV in the living room is also a kind of ordinary happiness. But since there was a pair of parents inexplicably, I feel that my life is completely messy. I don’t like this kind of life very much. Qiaomu, let’s run to a place where no one knows it.

Our place is to live the simple and ordinary life as before..."

"Ye Huan, if you want to leave, I will accompany you! No matter where you go, I will accompany you, but Ye Huan, where can you escape? Life is different and you can no longer change. You can struggle to resist.

, but you can't escape it because you can't escape at all!"

Ye Huan felt lost and sighed: "Yes, where can I escape?"

With a smile, Ye Huan said quietly: "Qiaomu, when I was just nervous, I just called me and wanted to hear your voice, that's it."

Nan Qiaomu felt a little heartbroken. She felt heartbroken for this man. She knew very well Ye Huan’s current confusion and struggle, but she could not help him relieve it.

"Ye Huan, go home quickly, I'll wait for you at home."

The only thing she could do for him was to light a lamp at home, illuminate his way home, and give him a small and peaceful harbor.

, "Well, I'll go home now."

Ye Huan's cold heart felt a little warm because of the word "home".

…………………………………………………………,

Late at night, the lonely returnee rushed home.

When he walked to the alley in the old city, Ye Huanlu smiled. He saw that under a lonely lamp, a beautiful figure was waiting for him.

Home is a harbor for men. When you are tired, tired, and injured, the first thing you think of is home.

Ye Huan speeded up his pace. He wanted to lie on the old sofa in the living room, with Nan Qiaomu's pillow. The two of them watched TV quietly, or had a good sleep, and woke up tomorrow, and they didn't care about anything.

Bastard.

As the entrance of the alley gets closer, a dazzling white light comes.

Changes arise suddenly!

A white Futian small card rushed towards Ye Huan straight and quickly.

Ye Huan was stunned and had no time to react at all.

The Futian Xiaoka's car was very fast, as if he had already calculated the route and speed. When Ye Huan walked from the road into the alley, he just ran over.

The white light on the front of the car pierced into the eyes like a sharp sword, and also slowed down the reaction.

Ye Huan was stunned at this moment.

The howling truck was getting closer and closer to him, like the sickle of the god of death, slowly approaching his body.

Ye Huan's mind was blank.

When life and death were just around the corner, a chubby figure rushed out from the thorn, moving like lightning, grabbed Ye Huan's arm and swung him into the alley...

boom!

The truck roared away, shaking like drunkenness, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In the flash of lightning, the god of death's sickle rubbed Ye Huan's skin and swept past.

Ye Huan lay in the alley in a strange posture, and he didn't react until this time.

"I'm a bitch! Someone wants to harm me!" Ye Huan was shocked and angry, his face was as pale as paper, and his body was covered in cold sweat.

An old voice mocked, "Yes, you can see this, it doesn't seem stupid."

Ye Huan turned his head and saw his landlord, who had been secretly taking care of him for many years, standing outside the alley, staring at him with a look of gratitude and fear.

"Old man Wang...hehe, Uncle Wang, you saved me just now?"

The pale face of the old man Wang only recovered a little blood. He hummed and said, "Or who do you think it is? A little brat, do you know that Gangyue is almost dead? What about the bodyguards that your mother matched you.

?”

"I want to go by myself tonight, but I think they are in trouble and sent them away."

Old Man Wang was so angry that he shook his head: "Young is not familiar with things! You are not familiar with things! You are surrounded by strong enemies, but you are so careless. Do you want to piss your parents to death? Do you know that many people are afraid now

Something happened to you, "Are there many people who wish you could die without a complete body?"

Ye Huan said in surprise: "Am I so hateful?"

"Hmph! I hope that the person you die will hate is not you, but your current identity, do you understand?"

Paused, "Old Man Wang said: "Who have you offended recently? Are there any doubts about this just now?"

Ye Huan nodded. If this was not done by the messy people of the Shen family tonight, there would be only one messenger behind the scenes, Yang Su.

Youhuo of money and interests has made him completely crazy.

Ye Huan's eyes burst into anger, and he immediately took out his cell phone and dialed Yang Su's phone number.

After several sounds, Yang Su's slightly panicked voice came: "Hey?"

Ye Huan said coldly: "Young Master Yang, I call you to tell you, "I'm still alive."

“…………”

Yang Su didn't make a sound, but her breathing became rapid.

"Also, I must get that piece of land!" Ye Huan paused, became fierce, and gritted his teeth and said to the phone with a harsh voice: "Subject Yang" you'd better kill me, don't you do it

If I die, I will kill you!"

After hanging up the phone, Ye Huan let out a long sigh and his eyes looked at Old Man Wang were filled with emotion.

"Uncle Wang, thank you! Thank you for saving me again tonight." Ye Huan sincerely said, pulling Old Man Wang's hand.

Old Man Wang hummed and said, "Forget it." It's also your kid's life." It was midnight. I was about to go out for a walk and go back to sleep. I happened to meet this guy, otherwise "You kid's order will be too late."

The explanation is here.”

Ye Huan felt more and more moved and said deeply: "Uncle Wang" I will repay you well in the future. To be honest, I hated you very much before, don't blame me, I was ignorant at that time, and I was poor, everyone

You will collect rent every month. I really hope you accidentally fall down from the stairs and go to the hospital for three or five years...

Old Man Wang: “…………”

He was hesitating whether he should praise him for being sensible now or slap him in the face.

"Uncle Wang, I was wrong." Ye Huan regretted himself: "I am an unemployed vagrant and have no source of income. You charged me my rent but it was rainy and rainy. I really hated you at that time. I still remember that there was a year.

Hail, remember? Hail as big as a thumb! You will definitely faint when you knock on your head! That kind of ghost weather, you actually knocked on my door to collect rent. How short of money are you? You want money to be

Why is Dexing like me..."

Old Man Wang was so angry that he trembled all over: "That's because my family lives downstairs in your house. I'll get up the stairs and you don't have to go out at all!"

"It's a long time to see people's hearts! Uncle Wang, I misjudged you before and did a lot of things that I'm sorry for you. Don't take it to heart. You were young and ignorant at that time." Ye Huan sincerely expressed his opinion to the old man Wang.

Old Man Wang was silent for a moment. Although he knew that he might be stabbed, he couldn't help asking: "What have you done to be sorry for me?"

Ye Huan glanced at him, looked guilty and said dryly: "Stop talking, you are old and can only live long if you are calm..."..."

"No, you guys have to explain it clearly today!" Old Man Wang started to make a fuss.

"You are not allowed to be angry after saying that..."

"Please be not angry."
To be continued...