After marrying Bai Yueguang, the vest fell off

Chapter 50

Ouyang drove away after leaving the house late, and he soon arrived at the villa he lent to Su Yu.I asked the security guard, who hadn't been here for several days, and the house was fairly clean. There were several bottles of medicine on the table in the living room. He picked them up and looked at them. They were for treating mental illness.

Recently got sick again?Ouyang Wan didn't understand much.When he thought about it carefully, it seemed that since Song Liang unexpectedly appeared in his life, he paid less attention to Su Yu.

Where can he go when he returns home?Was it captured by Heifengtang?He went to see Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was a little surprised when he saw him coming, "Mr. Ouyang, you are a rare visitor."

"Su Yu is with you?" Ouyang Wan asked directly.

"He is no longer a member of Heifengtang, why should I ask him if I have nothing to do?"

"It really has nothing to do with you?"

"What's the benefit of me lying to you? Although I've never been a good person, don't put all the shit on me."

Ouyang Wan saw that he didn't seem to be lying, so she turned around and left, but Lin Feng spoke behind him.

"Which is black and which is white in this world, have you really seen it clearly?"

Ouyang Wan left without saying a word.

Perhaps, he should find out all the things he didn't understand.

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Three days later, a new round of cold air hit.

Song Liang used all his contacts to secretly turn Y city upside down together with the police, and finally got the news.

Su Yu was imprisoned in the abandoned site of Heifengtang.

The winter night was bitterly cold, Song Liang was still shivering a little when he went out wrapped in a heavy coat.He glanced at his watch, it was 06:30 in the evening.

Through the miserable glimmer of a lonely street lamp on the side of the street, he vaguely saw some cool debris falling and whirling.Stretching out his hand in surprise, a snowflake melted in his palm.

It has snowed in City Y, which has never snowed before...

He stood upright, watching the fragments fall down little by little, and then melted into water and wet the ground...

Now he is also starting to be afraid of the pure white snow. If the snow hadn't fallen so heavily that year, would his life be different now.The man melted the snow in his heart, and finally threw him into the icy water again.Life would be so much easier if hope never sprouted.

He never cared about being bullied, and he didn't feel sad when he was a beggar. How perfect it is to be an emotionless machine.Meeting someone like that in the wrong place at the wrong time changed his life forever.

If there was another chance, what would he choose? Song Liang rubbed his belly, forget it, he walked the road by himself, and cut the hemp rope that was unclear with scissors.

"Brother Song." Zhang Zhong stretched out his head from the cab of the car and called him.Song Liang restrained his expression, stepped forward and got into the co-pilot.

The black car started steadily, blending with the boundless night. "Drive faster." Song Liang turned his head and glanced at the stopwatch, it was only a dozen yards now.

"Brother Song, you can't jolt right now..." Zhang Zhong looked at Song Liang's stomach with some worry.I didn't pay attention to it just now, but now I found that the bulge under the man's coat was much smaller.

"Brother Song, you... don't you feel uncomfortable?" He stepped on the brake and was about to pull Song Liang's clothes to see what happened.

"I'm fine, I'm driving. In today's situation, it's inconvenient not to wear it." Song Liang pressed his hand.

Zhang Zhong reluctantly started the car again. "Brother Song, try not to be violent. My brother said that you are in poor health. If something happens, what do you want us to do?"

Song Liang looked at the snowflakes falling on the car glass, and his voice became low. "I'm fine, I'll be fine." His hand inadvertently pressed on the bottom of his abdomen.

Since the last hospitalization, the child's condition has not been very good, and the occasional abdominal pain has left him with little mobility.

After that day, Ouyang Wan didn't come back. In the past few days, Song Liang stayed in bed except to follow up and find someone.

There was no one at home, and he was in poor health, so he hadn't eaten much these days. If he hadn't just swallowed a few birth control pills, it would have been really difficult for him to sit in the car as if nothing had happened.

He leaned back in the seat, closing his eyes and silently resisting the discomfort.Fortunately, the darkness covered his pain, and no one knew about it.

Along the way, Zhang Zhong was thinking about it, and he didn't have much energy to listen.It was roughly why he cared about this matter and Ouyang Wan was ruthless and ungrateful, which made him feel even more pathetic.

Song Liang opened his eyes and looked at him, stretched out his hand to stroke his hair, and forced a smile.

"You are young."

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Along the way, they were getting farther and farther away from the urban area, and there were fewer and fewer vehicles on the road.Finally, with the heavy snow falling to the heart, the car stopped.

The surroundings were gradually covered by snow, looking so clean.

Song Liang got out of the car and followed the disguised plainclothes policemen to the courtyard.As soon as he reached the gate of the courtyard, a short knife was shot over quickly and nailed to the pillar in front of the gate.

Zhang Zhong stepped forward and removed the paper from the knife.

'If you want Su Yu to live, you must come in alone'

Song Liang nodded to Zhang Zhong. Before Zhang Zhong could say anything, he was no longer in sight when the black wooden door was opening and closing.

Clenching his fists tightly, Song Liang gathered some energy and walked inside without looking back.

This is the last thing he will do for Ouyang Wan, and there will really be no relationship between them in the future.

Before he left, he signed a new divorce agreement and put it neatly on the bedside. This time, he really gave up. He didn't want to put himself in it for the rest of his life. How ridiculous and sad. Falling in love with a man who has no heart, all these years The hidden thoughts are like a cage, trapping him in it.

He doesn't seem to know himself anymore. For so many years, he seems to have never been Song Liang, but an illegitimate son, a oil bottle, a little beggar, the son of Song Changan, the president of the Song family, the leader of the Green Axe Gang, an undercover police officer, and Ouyang Wan's marriage The subject... not for a moment, he was alive and free.

In Xuedong 21 years ago, such an encounter seemed like a big dream.

He chases the illusory past, like falling in love with a beautiful bubble.

Kemeng will wake up, and the bubble will shatter.I'm really tired, maybe I've been expecting something that shouldn't be expected all the time, but now that I'm awake, it hurts so much.

The road ahead is boundless, and he should probably accept the arrangement of fate, go on the road alone, and live and die.

No struggling, no complaining...

The hundred-year-old sycamore trees in the courtyard were all bare, and no one had cleaned them for a long time. The dry leaves covered the path of bluestone slabs, and there was a creaking sound when stepped on. Song Liang just moved forward steadily.

The snowflakes are falling all over the sky, which is somewhat bleak and magnificent.On both sides are people raising guns, looking like a group of hunters.

Song Liang turned a blind eye to these things, walked quickly along the stone road, opened a few doors, and saw a room with lights in front of him.

The people just now stopped outside the door and stopped moving forward. Song Liang paused for a moment, then walked over and pushed the door open.

With the cold light pouring down, he could clearly see the scene inside the house.

Su Yu was tied to the table, her mouth was blocked by a towel, and she looked embarrassed. The white casual clothes on her body were stained with mud and blood, which made people feel unbearable.

At this moment, he was leaning against the table leg with his eyes closed, looking extremely weak.Song Liang stepped into the house, observed carefully, and found that there was no one else here except Su Yu.

It was a bit strange, but before he had time to think about it, he walked over and knelt down slowly to untie the rope on the man. "Mr. Su, wake up." He helped the man remove the towel and patted him.

Su Yu woke up in a daze, and pushed away the people beside her in shock.Song Liang fell to the ground unprepared, he supported him with his hands in time, lowered his head and frowned, then slowly stood up to help him.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to save you." He hugged him and walked out with some difficulty.

Su Yu leaned on him obediently, her eyes gleamed coldly where Song Liang could not see, and the two of them were surrounded by a group of people as soon as they went out.

"You two, only one can go out today."

"I'll give you one minute." While speaking, the man pointed his gun at Su Yu.

"Send him out." Song Liang pushed the man over without thinking, while standing still.

Su Yu was escorted to the courtyard gate, but the moment the gate closed, she gave the person beside her a look.Zhang Zhong took Su Yu and sent him to the car, and ordered people to send him to the hospital quickly.

Staring at the closed door, he panicked for a while, and dialed Zhang Yang's phone with shaking hands.After quickly describing the current situation, Zhang Yang commanded them calmly.

"Go around from behind, hurry up! Don't hang up the phone, I will rush over immediately."

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Song Liang had already quickly retreated behind the door, but the crowd approached even faster.

The gun on his body was confiscated when he came in. The current situation, no matter how you look at it, is like beating a dog behind closed doors.

Thinking that the door had been knocked open, Song Liang hid behind the door and took the opportunity to grab the person close to him, and quickly snatched the gun from that person's hand.

He fired two shots at the people who rushed in, frightened the crowd away, and bolted the door with his backhand.Layers upon layers of bullets were nailed to the door, and the door frame shook endlessly.

Song Liang hid behind the sofa, lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.A few seconds later, his sight fell on a nailed window more than one meter high at the back of the house.

He moved over quickly, and after several rounds of twisting, the wooden bar was removed.With a slam on the handle of the gun, the glass shattered.

Without hesitation, Song Liang turned over and jumped over, but when he landed, he staggered obviously unsteadily.

Before he could stand still, a bullet was fired.Before he could dodge in time, he turned sideways, and the bullet went straight through his left shoulder.

Song Liang fell to the ground a little weakly, and under the moonlight he looked at the figure not far away in disbelief. "I was thinking, this room is good as your tomb, but you just want to come out."

"Don't you think this is a waste of my bullets?" He approached step by step, the manic flames in his eyes were burning brightly.

The dull pain in the bottom of the abdomen has turned into an unbearable burst of pain, surging in.Song Liang took a breath, looked at him but smiled again.

"For him? Su Yu."

[The author has something to say: run away from the pot]