033: Suffering for 72 hours 033: Suffering for 72 hours
He Lianze raised his eyebrows. Bitch Qin has indeed been a pest since he was a child!
"I know that it was Si Chen who brought Xin'er and Ruixiu together. In fact, Ruixiu has always disliked Xin'er, but there was no way that Xin'er liked Ruixiu at that time, and they had been engaged since childhood. Their relationship at that time was
It was very stiff, but it wasn’t time to turn against each other, and then——”
Lan Yunsheng paused for a moment, not knowing whether he should say the rest of the words.
Looking sideways, Helianze's eyes were full of curiosity and he sighed helplessly. That's all, it's been so long, there's nothing to hide.
"Sichen was kidnapped when he was 18 years old. Although he did not die, Qin Xin took a shot for him. Since then, Sichen has become a different person! He is not close to us. Although he is still the gentle and elegant Lan Sichen on the surface,
But both Ruixiu and I felt that he had changed, becoming gloomy and mysterious, never letting anyone know what he was thinking."
There was a trace of suspicion in Helianze's eyes. He held the steering wheel with one hand and touched his chin with the other hand: "I seem to remember such a thing! But how could someone kidnap Lan Sichen? Haven't you checked it out yet?
?”
Lan Yunsheng sighed: "Why haven't we checked? It's just that all the people involved in the kidnapping died in the end. And their identities were all ruffians, and we don't know why they suddenly kidnapped Si Chen. This matter is gone.
Let it go."
Suspicion flashed across Helianze's eyes. He felt something was not right, but he couldn't say where he was sorry.
Lan Yunsheng turned his head and saw a layer of confusion floating on his side face, and said, "What are you thinking about?"
"I just don't understand. If the purpose of their kidnapping is for money, which one of you three is bad, why Lan Sichen? If the purpose of kidnapping is for money, why did they use guns in the end? Since you said those people are hooligans, they
How can anyone be so capable of obtaining firearms and such things? Also, none of those people are alive?"
With such doubts, it is really difficult not to doubt.
"I have thought about this and have continued to investigate, but all the people I came into contact with about that kidnapping case have died. As for the police officer responsible for that case, they have either been transferred or transferred to other jobs. I will not investigate at all.
Nothing." The water reached him.
In the end I had to give up...
Helianze still felt that it was not simple. The kidnapping case was done so neatly and without leaving any clues. It didn't look like a kidnapping case, but a bit like a murder.
Maybe there was no one who wanted to kidnap Lan Sichen at all, but wanted Lan Sichen's life. They just didn't want to be suspected, so they deliberately made it look like a kidnapping case. They were looking for gangsters, and it was easy to mislead the police into thinking that it was a kidnapping case.
Kidnapping for money.
Maybe it was the appearance of Qin Xin that changed the direction of development of everything. Lan Sichen was not kidnapped and almost killed Qin Xin. And because those people did not kidnap Lan Sichen to achieve their purpose, they were later kidnapped.
Deliberately killed and even destroyed all evidence.
Helianze was just boldly guessing. What was the truth back then? He is not sure now. Just thinking about it makes me feel terrible. These so-called wealthy families and upper class society are full of darkness and intrigue. On the surface, everything is calm.
In reality, there are hidden turbulences, intrigues, life and death!
Who wanted Lan Sichen's life back then?
"What are you thinking about?" Lan Yunsheng felt that Helianze seemed to know something but didn't say it, and his face was too serious.
Helianze came back to his senses and glanced at Lan Yunsheng lightly from the corner of his eye. He was a little unsure whether the person sitting next to him was really like him. Or was he just acting all the time and never exposed himself?
True face.
Before knowing the truth, anyone might be the one who wants Lan Sichen to die!
It's incredible that it can be hidden for so many years.
"What a pervert." Helianze took a deep breath and said.
"Um?"
"Would you lie to me?" Helianze asked straight to the point.
Lan Yunsheng frowned and looked at his expression carefully. Not knowing what he was thinking, he said decisively: "No."
"Now I believe what you say! But you're such a pervert, don't let me find out one day that you are lying to me! Because once I find out that you are lying to me, I will never forgive you no matter what the reason is! Do you understand?" Helianze
He tilted his head, had a solemn expression, and serious eyes, without any hint of joking.
"I never lie to you, and I will never lie to you!" Lan Yunsheng said firmly without any hesitation.
"You'd better remember what you said today!" Helianze raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, and the stars shone brightly.
It's better not to tell Lan Yunsheng about this yet, and wait until you find out the results before telling him.
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Si Lan opened his eyes and saw that the person lying next to him was Lan Sichen. He frowned and there was a trace of resistance in his eyes. His eyes looked everywhere for Xu Ningmo. The empty room was empty except for him and himself.
There was no other figure.
"Ahem..." Si Lan's throat felt itchy, and he coughed slightly, which immediately woke Lan Sichen up.
Lan Sichen raised his head, and his thin face was marked with marks one by one by his fingers. When he saw Si Lan, a trace of joy flashed in his eyes. She had already survived this once.
"Ning Mo." Si Lanqian struggled to pull out the two words with a sore throat, but they were sharp and pierced Lan Sichen's heart.
There was a hint of darkness in Lan Sichen's eyes, but the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc: "He locked the door. From now on, we will spend 72 hours here until all our drug addictions are eliminated.
.”
A complicated look flashed through Si Lan's eyes. She glanced at him and immediately looked away. She curled up and sat on the bed without saying a word. The sheets were messy and even stained with blood. Not to mention herself, she was in a state of embarrassment. She was not with Lan Sichen.
What a difference.
Lan Sichen immediately went to the dining table to get water and food and handed it to Si Lan; "During this period, we can only rely on the water and food in the room to satisfy our hunger. Drink some water."
She only said two words, but Lan Sichen carefully noticed that her throat hurt and immediately brought her water and soft cakes.
Although Silan hesitated, he still took the water and food, took a sip to relieve his dry and sore throat, and felt a little hungry in his stomach, so he ate in small bites.
Lan Sichen sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her with gentle eyes; his clothes were too wrinkled to see, his beard was thicker, and his eyes were deep but could not hide the tiredness. But at this moment, his heart was
It was relaxing because I was by her side and saw her get through it with strength.
Silan looked up at him, "You don't want to eat?"
"I had already eaten when you were asleep." Lan Sichen said, but in fact he had no appetite at all.
Si Lan arched her legs and hugged herself without saying a word, forming a ball. She understood that both herself and Lan Sichen were in danger now. If they could survive these dozens of hours, they would be able to get rid of drugs, but
If you can't get rid of it, you can only become an addict.
His eyes looked at Lan Sichen involuntarily. He didn't have to do this originally, he didn't even have to pay attention to himself. Why, why did he do this?
Lan Sichen packed up his things, went to the bathroom, twisted out a clean towel and handed it to her: "Wipe your face and feel comfortable."
Silan took the towel hesitantly and gently wiped his cheek; his eyes swept over his haggard and embarrassed face from time to time. He had never seen him in such a posture, he was really worse than a beggar with a joint.
"I have a nightgown in the closet, and Ning Mo left a razor in the first cabinet in the bathroom, as well as wash water." Si Lan's hoarse voice sounded very soft, and the meaning was already clear.
Lan Sichen was stunned for a few seconds. He lowered his head and saw that his sloppy appearance was indeed very--an eyesore.
But Xu Ningmo's razor was left in her bathroom. The image of Xu Ningmo kissing her forcefully flashed through her mind. Her heart contracted sharply, her expression flashed with loneliness, and she turned around to prevent her from seeing her. Without saying a word,
Open the closet, get a white nightgown, and walk into the bathroom.
Silan was startled when he heard the slightly loud slam of the door closing, and then came back to his senses. What did he just say? Ning Mo, razor, it felt ambiguous no matter how I thought about it.
The words I said before are still echoing in my mind. In fact, I said them because I lost my mind due to drug addiction. And the words just now were not meant to hurt him at all, but it was too late to react.
That's all, there has never been any confusion between them anyway. It doesn't matter if there is less misunderstanding and more disgust and hatred.
The sound of running water came from the bathroom, and Lan Sichen didn't come out for a long time. Listening to the sound of water, Silan even wondered if he had passed out in the bathroom. It would take less than two hours to wash his hair, take a bath, and trim his beard.
Si Lan hesitated, stood up, his legs were numb, and walked to the bathroom step by step with difficulty.
Standing at the bathroom door, she hesitated whether she should knock on the door or not.
Even if Lan Sichen fainted in the bathroom, it had nothing to do with him!
When he turned to leave, his steps froze again. His white teeth couldn't help but bite his lip. He turned his head to look at the tightly closed door. His raised hand froze in the air, contradictory and unwilling to fall down.
Just when his finger was about to fall, the door suddenly opened. Lan Sichen's eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, and there were water drops on his face. His stubble was gone and he felt much refreshed. He was wrapped in a nightgown because the size was small.
, the calves and arms couldn't be covered, and it was a bit funny hanging on him.
His hair was a little messy, and water dripped continuously into his neck and slowly slid into his chest; the nightgown did not cover his chest, and a large area of skin was exposed, with water droplets hanging on it, reflecting Silan's stiff face.
"Sorry, I took too long. Do you want to use the bathroom?"
Silan took back his hand, said nothing, and nodded with a numb expression.
Lan Sichen immediately walked out and gave the bathroom to her. Si Lan always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't tell what was wrong. When he walked into the bathroom, it was filled with mist and blur. However, there was not much water splashed on the floor. Maybe it was him.
Already cleaned.
Lan Sichen looked at the door she had closed and breathed a deep sigh of relief. He pressed his right hand hard with his left hand and his face became extremely ugly...
Silan came out of the bathroom and saw him sitting on the sofa with a book on his knees, seemingly reading something. He walked straight to the bed, wrapped in a quilt, and said nothing.
Lan Sichen's back was turned to her, and except for the back of his head, nothing else could be seen, but occasionally he could hear the sound of books being turned in the quiet space.
Lan Sichen held his breath. His forehead was wet with cold sweat, but he didn't make a sound. His expression was extremely painful. The fonts in the book on his knees were blurred and could not be seen clearly. The sweat beads on his forehead were along the lines.
The outlines dripped down in big drops, falling on the books, blurring out the writing piece by piece.
Si Lan couldn't sleep and didn't know what to do. He always felt weird staying in the same space as Lan Sichen.
"Lan Sichen?"
There was no response, and just after Slan thought he fell asleep, he made a low voice, "Huh?"
"Have you ever hated Qin Xin?" Si Lan said in a low voice.
If it weren't for Qin Xin's existence, perhaps nothing today would have happened; Lan Sichen had done so many things for her, but in the end Qin Xin hated him to the core. How ironic.
"Ahem..." Lan Sichen coughed dullly, and his old voice was very deep: "No."
Si Lan's eyes were startled, and she turned her head to look at the back of his head. A trace of confusion flashed in her eyes. He didn't hate Qin Xin when Qin Xin did such a thing?!
Lan Sichen, should I praise your greatness?
"Then do you still love her?" When Silan asked, she regretted why she had to talk to him about such a topic.
But this silent space really made her feel a little at a loss.
Lan Sichen didn't speak for a long time. Just when Silan was about to give up listening to his answer, he heard him say: "I once loved you."
The four cruelest words in the world are "used to love".
However, there is so much affection and nostalgia, just adding the word "once" would be extremely cruel and cold.
Silan said no more.
Lan Sichen suddenly took the initiative and asked: "Asian, do you still hate me?"
Silan was silent for a moment, then spoke thoughtfully: "I used to hate you, but when you and Lan Yuanmo were in jail, I stopped hating you, but I couldn't forgive you. Later, Xiaozhe's death reminded me of the past and you,
Thinking of Qin Xin, he would not have died without you, or without us...I started to hate you again, hate Qin Xin, and even I started to hate myself."
Rather than saying that Xiaozhe was killed by Qin Xin and Lan Sichen, it is better to say that he was forced to death by Qin Xin, Lan Sichen and himself. If he had not lost his mind because of hatred, maybe Xiaozhe would not have died.
.
The corner of Lan Sichen's mouth curled up with a difficult arc, trying his best to hold back something, and tried hard to adjust his breathing: "Asian, hate is not easier than love. As long as you still have the strength, turn all hatred into love. Hate someone
You won't get anything, but you are not the only one who will benefit from loving someone, there are also people who care about you."
Xu Ningmo is not a good person, and he has not done many honorable things; but at least he has always been sincere to Si Lan, and that is enough.