Ji Xu is a reporter, but more people call them paparazzi. He has been in this circle for several years without any success. Until this morning, when he passed by the scene of the undercover hero returning home, he accidentally found Yan Jifeng's car .

Before Yan Jifeng and Jiang Yue, he had followed Yan Jifeng for a period of time, and he would never admit his mistake.

There was no real name of the undercover hero on the news, but knowing the surname Yan, Yan Jifeng's car appeared again at the scene. As soon as he thought of the gossip of the Yan family, he immediately made up a big scene.

He felt that his chance must come. Even if he tried his best to get this big exclusive, he could make Yan Jifeng pay for it if it couldn't be released.

So, Chi Xu worked hard and finally got into the community where Yan Jifeng lived. He didn't know which building Yan Jifeng lived in, and he planned to look for the people who planned to set it as a property. He didn't want to be so lucky. After looking for 3 houses, I saw Jiang Yue.

He couldn't help but feel ecstatic in his heart. It must have been when he was well developed that he was allowed to engage in two exclusives at a time. Although the affair between Yan Jifeng and Jiang Yue is no longer hot, there will always be people who love to watch.

He looked at Jiang Yue's appearance, and the more he looked, the more he felt that Jiang Yue was not normal. Based on his news intuition, he might be able to unearth more exciting news.

"Well, don't you go online and watch the news?"

After he asked, he realized that Jiang Yue was scolded like that by people on the Internet before. As long as he was not a masochist, he would not be able to watch it every day.

Jiang Yue doesn't seem to be mentally normal now, is he being scolded to the point of depression? This is another big hit.

Chi Xu's eyes lit up, he took out his mobile phone to find out the news that Yan Yueqin was sent back to China.

He put the mobile phone in front of Jiang Yue, Jiang Yue lowered his eyes and glanced at it, first stunned, then his pupils dilated, his face pale instantly, his mouth slightly opened and he began to gasp.

The next moment, Jiang Yue's nosebleed became more serious, his eyes turned white, his hands were on the door but he didn't support him, and he fell straight back.

"Little Jiang, Xiao Jiang!"

Uncle He was worried about Jiang Yue, and when he came over, he saw Jiang Yue falling down. Chi Xu, who was outside the door, was really frightened this time. When he saw someone coming, he quickly backed away and ran away.

"Little ginger?"

Uncle He didn't care about the people who ran away, and hurriedly helped Jiang Yue, "How are you?"

Jiang Yue was not dizzy, his eyes were straight, and there was no focus. No matter how he shouted, he didn't respond, but he couldn't move him, but Jiang Yue was too tall, so he quickly put down Jiang Yue and went to call Yan Jifeng.

"I'm fine."

Jiang Yue suddenly grabbed Uncle He, then sat up and wiped the blood from his nose, but he couldn't wipe it off, and his reaction was stained with blood.

He Bo was a little scared when he saw the blood everywhere. When he came back, he looked at Jiang Yue and didn't understand what happened for a moment. He didn't dare to ask, for fear of irritating Jiang Yue again, so he just said, "Go wash first, if it doesn't stop. Go to the hospital if you have blood."

Jiang Yue was still very obedient, he stood up with his hand and went to the bathroom on the first floor.

At first, the blood couldn't stop. He Bo used the soil method to deal with it, but it finally stopped flowing. He said with relief: "The clothes are all wet, so change them first, don't catch a cold. I called Jifeng back. ."

"No, I'm fine. He, shouldn't be free now."

Uncle He didn't know about Yan Yueqin, he looked at Jiang Yue and felt something was wrong, until he watched Jiang Yue go upstairs, he still followed up uneasy, Jiang Yue turned around at the door of the room and said to him: "I really It's alright, just get some sleep. Don't tell him."

Uncle He finally understood, Jiang Yue seemed to have returned to his previous appearance, the smile on his face seemed to have washed away with the nosebleed just now, and now he has returned to the Jiang Yue who seemed to be separated from everyone.

He didn't know what to say for a while, Jiang Yue had already entered the room and closed the door.

Back downstairs, Uncle He saw Jiang Yue's nosebleed just dripping on the ground, but still worried and called Yan Jifeng.

Yan Jifeng is attending Yan Yueqin's funeral, because Yan Yueqin was named a martyr and was buried in the martyr's garden.

Before the burial, the relatives were given time to say goodbye alone. The only relatives who came were Yan Jifeng and Yan Dingping.

The farewell room was small, with only two sofas leaning against the wall. Today's weather was fine, and the sun was rare in Huo Cheng.

Yan Jifeng stood in the middle of the room, his tall and slender figure was like a pillar in the narrow room, Yan Dingping's wheelchair was right in front of him, facing him.

Only now did he really know what Yan Yueqin had done all these years away from the Yan family.

He didn't like Yan Yueqin since he was a child, because Yan Yueqin was too likable, even if he tried his best to get the first place in all sports, no one would care about him, Yan Dingping still hated him, and his mother always hated him. Said to him: "You and Yueqin learn to please your father, it won't do you any good!"

But so what, now Yan Yueqin only has a handful of ashes left.

Yan Jifeng held Yan Yueqin's urn and put it on Yan Dingping's lap, picked up Yan Dingping's hand and hugged it on top of the urn, and said to Yan Dingping with a smile: "Your favorite son will be buried soon. , last chance to hug more, and later you will never see even Ashes again."

Yan Dingping lowered his eyes to look at the urn, then looked up at him again, two lines of tears rolled out of his red eyes, and he opened his mouth to make a sound of "Ahhh", which echoed in the room very unpleasantly.

"Are you sad? You should be proud. With a dad like you, he can still be a hero. You should be happy that he didn't inherit your selfish and conceited genes."

Yan Dingping shook his body excitedly, and the wheelchair also swayed when he bumped into it, and he opened his mouth and shouted "Ahhh".

Yan Jifeng stood upright and said condescendingly to him: "Don't worry, the son you hate the most is the one who is most like you. I will not let go of what belongs to me. As for Yan Yueqin, you should be glad that he died early, Or I'll kill him too."

"what"

Yan Dingping let out a roar, even the snot came out, looking sad and miserable.

Yan Jifeng felt that Yan Dingping was really miserable, but now Yan Dingping made it up by himself that he would stretch himself even when no one helped him to go to the toilet, and say goodbye to his beloved son without saying a word.

Yan Jifeng admired Yan Dingping's miserable appearance enough, when he turned away, his phone rang suddenly, and he picked it up immediately when he saw that it was Uncle He.

"Ji Feng, someone came here just now, I don't know what they said to Xiao Jiang, Xiao Jiang suddenly had a nosebleed—"

"How is he now?"

Yan Jifeng interrupted eagerly, and He Bo went on to say: "It's stopped, he went back to his room to rest... It seems, he seems to be fine. He didn't ignore people as before."

"I'll go back right away."

Yan Jifeng hung up the phone and walked out, not caring what Yan Dingping was doing.

Yan Dingping stared at Yan Jifeng from behind, and wanted to stop him when he saw him go, and wanted to speak, but he couldn't say a word, he couldn't even move his fingers, so he could only let out a hoarse cry from his throat. Feng left without looking back, and the door was closed, leaving a silence.

"Family members don't leave, I'm going to-"

When Yan Jifeng went out and was stopped by someone, he replied directly, "I'm not a family member."

Then, he left the cemetery regardless of what the other party wanted to say, and drove back in a hurry.

Yan Jifeng had a strong intuition, and Jiang Yue must have known it. He was afraid that it wasn't Jiang Yue who knew, but he didn't understand what he was anxious about. It was just a strong intuition that kept reminding him that he must see Jiang Yue immediately.

He hurried back all the way, got out of the car as soon as it stopped outside the courtyard gate, rushed in the door, and asked Uncle He when he entered the house, "Where's Jiang Yue?"

He Bo just went to finish the unfinished garden in the yard, he was a little surprised to see Yan Jifeng came back so quickly, and quickly said: "He is sleeping in the room."

Just after He Bo finished speaking, Yan Jifeng had already reached the stairs, and the footsteps sounded hurriedly from the aisle, and finally stopped in front of Jiang Yue's door.

He grabbed the doorknob and squeezed it tightly, his eyebrows sank, and finally he gently opened the door and went in.

The curtains of the room were closed, and he was not used to his sight when he just came back from the outside, so he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Jiang Yue."

Yan Jifeng called out, but there was no sound in the room. He stood at the door and waited until his eyes got used to the light, and found that Jiang Yue was not sleeping on the bed.

Jiang Yue was not in the room at all.

"Jiang Yue!"

His voice sank unconsciously, and hurried to the bathroom, there was no one, and there was no one in the cloakroom.

He immediately went out to his room again, looked everywhere, but still no one was there.

"Jiang Yue."

Yan Jifeng called Jiang Yue's name, went to the study to look for it, and searched everywhere upstairs, but did not see Jiang Yue.

Uncle He heard something wrong downstairs and hurried upstairs. Yan Jifeng saw him and asked coldly, "Where is Jiang Yue?"

"He, isn't he sleeping in the room?"

Uncle He answered cautiously, Yan Jifeng took a deep breath, raised his head and closed his eyes, standing still.

He was a little flustered when he looked at Yan Jifeng. Indeed, he watched Jiang Yue go back to the room with his own eyes, and Jiang Yue didn't say where he was going. But Yan Jifeng must have found no one everywhere.

——Jiang Yue quietly left?

Uncle He was even more panicked. He had indeed been in the garden before, and he did not notice that Jiang Yue had left. But why did Jiang Yue leave, why didn't he say a word and leave secretly?

He carefully said to Yan Jifeng again, "Maybe Xiao Jiang is downstairs, I'll look for it."

Yan Jifeng remained motionless and did not make a sound.

Suddenly, Yan Jifeng's cell phone rang.

Yan Jifeng hoped that it was Jiang Yue, and subconsciously picked up the phone and opened it, glanced at it, and the whole person seemed to be frozen in warmth.

Uncle He didn't know what Yan Jifeng saw, but he felt a chill when he stood beside him. He quietly glanced at Yan Jifeng and was taken aback.

Yan Jifeng's eyes were dark, and it seemed like a fire was burning. He was stunned and motionless, without even blinking his eyes, but he felt that the mountains and the sky were shattering around him.

Uncle He watched Yan Jifeng grow up, and he has never seen Yan Jifeng's terrifying expression. Even if Yan Jifeng's mother died unexpectedly, Yan Dingping expelled him and drove him abroad.

He asked cautiously again, "Jifeng, what's wrong?"

Yan Jifeng finally made a move. He dialed the number with his mobile phone, and put it on his ear. After waiting for a while, he only heard a mechanical female voice.

"Sorry, the number you dialed could not be reached."

When Uncle He saw Yan Jifeng's expression became even more terrifying, he didn't even dare to breathe loudly or move, for fear of accidentally disturbing Yan Jifeng.

After a long while, Yan Jifeng put down the phone, tore off his tie and threw it out, "Don't look for it, he's gone."

After Yan Jifeng finished speaking, he held his mobile phone and went back to the room. His room and Jiang Yue faced the door. He stopped in the middle for a moment, and finally entered Jiang Yue's room.

But after a few minutes, it seemed like nothing was different when he stepped in again. He opened the curtains, and the room suddenly became brighter.

He glanced around and saw that nothing had changed in the room, not even the pajamas that he had taken off on the bedside in the morning, and Jiang Yue's belongings were not lacking.

Suddenly, he went into the cloakroom. Jiang Yue's documents were hidden in Jiang Yue's luggage when he went to N country. He thought that Jiang Yue would not open the box again for a while.

Seeing that the box was in its original position, he breathed a sigh of relief, took out the box and opened it, and the contents inside were placed the same as before.

——Jiang Yue never opened it.

Yan Jifeng thought about it, but he still went to look for Jiang Yue's ID, he was gone.

He immediately pulled out Jiang Yue and went to the island to find the clothes Yan Yueqin was wearing, but he didn't take out the lighter that was in the clothes all the time.

But the clothes were in front of him, but he didn't move for a long time. The lighter was very heavy, and he could feel it when he picked up the clothes. In fact, he already has the answer, but it seems that without verification, it may be the result he wants.

Yan Jifeng has lived for 27 years and has never hesitated because of any reason. He took a deep breath and fumbled into the pocket of his clothes, but there was nothing. He raised it in disbelief and shook it, but nothing came out.

He threw the clothes out quickly, then stood up and kicked the box a few meters away, and kicked furiously on the wardrobe, making a loud bang.

Jiang Yue left without bringing anything except the broken lighter.

What good is a broken lighter! When just woke up, had to ask, when went to bed with him, had to take it, and when left, didn’t forget to take it with me!

"Jiang Yue, do you think you can escape?"

Yan Jifeng squeezed this sentence out between his teeth, picked up his phone and clicked on the message he just received, it was sent to him by an unfamiliar number.

【Ah Yan, we broke up. 】

【Thank you. goodbye. 】

He stared at the two lines of words on the screen, looked back and forth one by one, and saw that he didn't know each word, so he threw the phone out with all his strength, and threw it together with the box just now.

What the hell is this!

——What the hell am I!

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