Wang Shu was tied up with ropes, and there were several good friends who often played with him on weekdays.

The teenagers were all tied up with their hands and feet, and one couldn't help complaining in a low voice, "Wang Shu, you are so fucking unkind. You actually tricked the brothers out and wanted to drag us to death."

Wang Shu was about to cry, "What can I do? In that situation, he insisted that I call you. If I don't call you, he will definitely kill me."

"Then you can't betray your brother, you will die if you die, and call us."

"You guys are too embarrassed to say, if Guizi hadn't dropped the knife and made him think we wanted to kill that girl, would he have come to us for revenge?"

"Come on, you used to tell us to bully him. Sooner or later, people will come to you for revenge. You wait. If the brothers are all right today, don't expect to have a good life in the future."

Wang Shu was indignant, glared at them, and looked forward quietly.

The young man named Guizi kneeling on the ground, his hands and feet were tied up, his head lowered his head, and he couldn't see how his expression could be seen from the perspective of Wang Shu.

A sharp knife was placed on the boy's neck, preventing him from moving freely.

"I want to hear it, the truth." The boy was expressionless, looking at the kneeling teenager with indifferent eyes.

"So many people are watching, even if you are a child now, you will be arrested by the police, and people will look at you with tinted glasses in the future."

These words were not said by the kneeling teenager, but by someone not far behind the boy.

The man had a flashlight in his hand, and the bright light shone on the boy's side.

"Come here, I'll take revenge for you, can you leave it to me to solve it?" The other party's voice was negotiating.

The boy ignored him, the knife in his hand was lightly forced, and the bright red blood burst out of the skin instantly.

The young man snorted, struggling, and almost wanted to say it several times, but he was afraid that he would be killed if he said it.

"If you don't talk about it, you will die." The boy's cold expression didn't seem like a joke at all.

The boy clenched his fists, struggling in his eyes.

"Little gentleman." The man was anxious, afraid that the boy would not think about it and make a real move, and approached him.

"You, stop."

With three words of lightness, success made that person dare not move forward, he said helplessly: "It's not worth it, for such a person, do you even care about your own reputation?"

"Put down the knife and leave it to me."

"Put down the knife."

The voices of two different timbres overlapped together, and the previous sentence was what the man said.

The last sentence...

The boy's fingers holding the knife turned white, his eyes flashed in confusion, and his body gradually became cold, as if he was in a cold place, and he couldn't move because of the cold.

"It's you." The man turned around and smiled slowly. "It should be you too, little sister. I haven't seen you for a few days. Do you still remember me, brother?"

Mingyan was not in the mood to pay attention to him at this time, her eyes fell on the boy, and she whispered: "Momo, be obedient, put down the knife, okay?"

Zhang Chixiao shrugged, this girl is here, hoping to stop him from going crazy.

"Ayan." Ming Mo murmured, then dropped the knife in his hand like a hot potato.

After a few seconds of silence, the fingertips rolled up nervously.

He wanted to look back at the girl, but he didn't dare to look back.

I can't tell what the emotions are in my heart, it's empty, and it's very uncomfortable and uneasy.

He was afraid that when he turned around, he would see her showing an expression that made him even more uncomfortable.

I'm even more afraid that she will hate herself because of this, and then say what she doesn't want him.

He can't accept it.

If Ayan doesn't want him.

He can….

Heartbroken.