Pillowside Enemy Reborn

Chapter 59

When a sharp knife sliced ​​open the artery in Ah Shan's neck, he had no time to marvel in horror, and the gushing blood instantly overwhelmed him.

Then Nie Jia also felt sorry for his rudeness, he let go of Ah Shan, and let him fall to the ground and twitch, while he slowly sat back on the small chair in embarrassment, lowering his eyes.

Ah Shan died, under the noses of everyone, twisted and hideous to the extreme, he will die with regret.

Nie Jia sat down for a while, and dialed a phone number at home. He ordered his subordinates to take the rope and send it to Yuan Si. Don't delay the time, be quick.

Then he stood up very weakly, walked all the way to the door, was supported by a winking subordinate, and sat in the car.

Shao Zhen still had lingering fears about Yuan Si's handling, and subconsciously dared not look at the eyes hidden under the brown glass.Nie Jia didn't force him, and waited patiently for a while, then ordered the driver to drive.

Peng Daocheng was still sitting, and he changed several angles to look at Ah Shan's body. The cabin was already filled with the smell of blood, and his breath was full of the smell of undead.

Peng Daocheng pursed his lips, thinking of these people in his life, he suddenly felt that all the strength in his body was taken away.When he could stand up, he was willing to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, when suddenly there was a huge explosion in front of the road facing the wooden house.

Shao Zhen looked at the raging fire that was burning rapidly, and started to run forward desperately.Peng Daocheng followed him, and the last thing he saw was a few broken car parts lying on the side of the road.

Nie Jia had foreseen everything except his own death.

The author has something to say: What I want to say is the big reveal that everyone has been looking forward to, and I have adopted the most unexpected method to deal with it.

It may not be so exciting to look at it this way, but it is in this almost ordinary struggle that all sins and love can be ended.

PS: There may be another chapter, or there may be nothing [tears

Thank you for your support all the time. I can go to today and mark an END, thanks to all of you.

Finally, I would like to thank all of you who have been with me all the way, lovely ones, group ones!

Spoiler: Later

For the first time, Nie Jia felt that life was too long.

He has worked so hard to travel around the world, and the rest of the time is counting on his fingers for 20 years.

Most of the subordinates brought out at that time were gone, and he didn't like having people around him, so he dismissed them all.

It is too deserted for such a person to live in a villa. In winter, the house is empty and full of wind.

Nie Jia called the servant in charge of lighting the fire, watched the blond young man light the fireplace, and knowingly added a coat for him, and then entertained himself again in the loneliness of being alone.

His eyes are blurred and he needs someone to help him read the newspaper.

At this time the young man will be allowed to stay for a while.

Nie Jia leaned on the reclining chair, curled up like an animal, and when he raised his head, the young man's voice could be heard intermittently.

He also found it very interesting to listen to the almost stuttering Chinese.

After lunch, sleep for a while as usual.

The mahogany double bed was covered with several thick quilts. Nie Jia clasped his arms together, hooked his toes upwards, and wrapped himself up in a ball as if he was afraid of the cold.

At this time, I have to read the benefits of being young.

There are many places where people are very inconvenient when they are old.

He felt his oldness day after day, and suddenly felt that life seemed too boring.

This is so far from the future he envisioned, that he almost regrets his original decision.

But so what?

He has been walking for so many years, and there is no way out. If he goes back, isn't he talking about it?

Moreover, it may not be popular.

Thinking about it this way, the nap is not perfect.

Nie Jia looked at the picture of auspicious clouds above his head, took out the remote control button under the pillow, and closed several layers of curtains.As soon as the light was turned on, the bedroom was suddenly orange-yellow, and it seemed much warmer.

He thought about his stocks and a boy he met at a certain reception, and fell asleep comfortably.

It was midnight when he woke up again, and he had slept long enough that even his bones were limp.

The charity party promised a month ago was scheduled to be tonight, and he didn't have to go, but he couldn't find the benefit of staying in this big house, so he just happily went to join in the fun.

It took a lot of effort to tidy himself up. In recent years, he hated being close to others, and it took extra time to get dressed.

When I finally felt satisfied, the driver was already waiting downstairs.

Nie Jia nodded slightly to him like a gentleman, and saw his own reflection on the car window by mistake, and suddenly felt ashamed.

He never minded whether his appearance was beautiful or ugly, but he was really tired of looking at that cold face.

Since when did you stop laughing?

The charity gala was already halfway through, and when he entered, he didn't have to look for his own seat, so he just took a seat near the door.

The security guards spread out almost half of the hall, and Nie Jia's heart turned cold when he saw Kong Wu's powerful lines of the group of young people.

After listening to the host's explanation chaotically, people began to raise placards one after another.

Nie Jia folded his arms and admired it for a while, and then got up with numbness in his back, making it difficult to stand up.

He looked around and called a security guard over.

Security is unknown.

Nie Jia pointed to his heart: "I'm not feeling well, send me out!"

There is no way, he is old now, and there are many after-effects from the surgery in his early years, so he must not be negligent.

Besides, he lived alone, didn't interact with anyone, didn't maintain it properly, and no one knew about his sudden death.

Thinking about the reports in the news two days ago, an old lady whose whole body was rotten and was photographed by reporters, she was about to die in peace.

The security guard hugged him horizontally, but he didn't go out immediately, but went around a few halls.

Nie Jia patted the black man's arm: "I want to go home."

The black man was dark all over, except for his white teeth. He smiled awkwardly: "There is a doctor here, you need treatment, sir."

Nie Jia stopped talking, he was easy to be persuaded now, and he was willing to listen to the goodwill from outsiders.

The emergency room is well-equipped, and the doctor with brown hair is just too frivolous.

When Nie Jia was fiddled with by him, prescribed medicine, and picked up by that black man, he couldn't help thinking that he was old and decrepit, what tofu could he eat?

After finally returning home, the child who was in charge of making the fire was still there, and told him to put water in and wash his whole body before climbing onto the bed.

Nie Jia lay in the quilt for an unknown amount of time, his hands and feet were stiff, and finally picked up the phone to call the child up.

The young man was very polite and quick to speak: "Sir, do you need to read the newspaper?"

Nie Jia looked at his emerald green eyes and raised his hand: "Lian, come up."

Ryan crawled obediently to his side, Nie Jia hugged him, and the two embraced each other under the quilt.

This level of intimacy has not been experienced for many years. Nie Jia listened quietly to the heartbeat of the other party, with smooth skin under his palms, and suddenly felt that he was an old man.

He asked Ryan: "Would you like to stay with me like this?"

Ryan laughed: "I wish I could, sir."

Nie Jia patted him and glanced at Ryan's chest. He was never willing to embarrass someone like this before, so why bother now?

He has lived alone for a lifetime, and in the end, although he may not be used to it, he is numb after all.

Lane, however, seemed to take his jokes seriously.

Nie Jia began to look like an old widower who raised a boy, taking the child around a few times, shopping, watching operas, listening to concerts, and attending banquets.

Overnight, their relationship seemed to be inseparable in the eyes of everyone.

Nie Jia stroked the arm clinging to him in the dark, suddenly not knowing what to do.

When he was young, if he was willing to push back and give up like this, how could he end up like this now?

The child he raised with his own hands served people well in every way, and he was good-looking, obedient, and knew how to measure himself.

Not like Ryan, not like anybody.

Shao Zhen is almost unique.

How did he realize this until now, it was too late, it was too late.

Nie Jia's sleep began to have problems, and he had nightmares one after another.

Ryan stayed by his bed day and night, not going anywhere.

He looked into those green eyes: "Son, go out and buy a fish, shall we have that for dinner?"

Ryan didn't move, just looked at him.

Nie Jia couldn't stand such gazes: "The doctor said I can drink some fish soup, won't you make it for me?"

Ryan laughed, and it was still the same sentence: "I wish for it, sir."

Nie Jia waited quietly for him to go downstairs, out the door, or even out of the street before struggling to get up and put on his clothes, and asked the driver to take him to the airport.

The moment the plane took off, my heart almost jumped out of my throat.

Nie Jia thought, even if I die, I have to go back.

Shunze was very different from before. He stood on the street basking in the sun for a while, and then took a car to his old house.

The Su family occupies half of the entire street, and it looks grand and mighty from a distance, but it is too desolate.

Nie Jia wandered around in front of the door, and finally saw a person coming out of the corner door. He ran up to follow the person for two steps, and suddenly didn't know what to ask.

He doesn't know too much.

The gap of 20 years cannot be filled with a few words.

Since it is not enough, what is the difference between knowing and not knowing?

It got dark quickly, and Nie Jia took a car to the nearest hotel.

Still not sleeping well, he prescribed red wine and swallowed sleeping pills, and it was a peaceful night.