After the innocent single-soldier king was picked up by the drama queen

There was a faint smile on Qin Chaomu's lips, his eyes were as dark as ghosts, the blood on his forehead solidified along his cheeks and reached his chin, but his voice was light, "How could I be crazy? I just don't want to bear it anymore."

Then came chaos.

……

Snowflakes all over the sky were blown everywhere by the cold wind. The sky was getting dark, and the orange street lamps cast a halo of yellow.

The man seemed to have changed. He was once sweet and gentle, but now he looked like a heart-stopping and vicious murderer, with extreme blood and violence exuding from his whole body.

The wildness and ferocity wrapped in the soft white shirt were all released at this moment, punching like a madman.

Even the ends of his hair were dyed with blood seeping out of his skin, dripping down drop by drop, seeping into the white snow, just like his ruined snowy world.

"Qin Chaomu——"

It was as if a voice from the soul was calling his name.

Qin Chaomu froze in place.

Then the world began to spin, and the iron rod in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

He covered his head and staggered forward, his white shirt dyed red with blood, looking like a demon.

"Qin Chaomu——" Gu Chu ran over regardless of the obstruction. He was so anxious that he fell.

Zhen Yuanchao immediately stopped her, his brown eyes behind the lenses staring at the man's back defensively, "Don't go there."

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A few days passed in a daze.

In total darkness.

As the door to the room was pushed open, an orange light opened.

Dr. Han was followed by Mr. Qin and the old housekeeper.

The light was turned on with a "bar" sound, and the man sitting on the carpet leaning against the edge of the bed stretched out his hand to block the light, and the chain at his wrist banged.

Mr. Qin was stunned by everything in front of him.

The bedroom was messy, like a battlefield, everything that could be smashed was in pieces on the ground.

The man still had the same short black hair, handsome and cold facial features, a white shirt and black trousers, and his body was covered in blood. He was still the same outfit he wore a few days ago.

Mr. Qin's gaze followed his bloody wrist, where the thick and long iron chain extended into the darkness.

"Chao Mu... Qin Chao Mu!" Mr. Qin raised his crutch and smashed it over.

The man on the ground did not hide or evade, he just let himself suffer, without even an expression, silent and dark, as if he could drip ink.

"I was wrong, I was wrong." Mr. Qin staggered back and sat on the chair, with tears in his eyes, "As expected of Hanmo's son, like him, he would risk his life for a woman."

Qin Chaomu's eyelashes fluttered, and his voice was hoarse as if his throat was injured, "Don't mention him to me."

"You hate him, and you are doing the same thing as him now! You are not as good as him. At least he fought for that woman, but you are going to die silently here!"

"I don't know how," Qin Chaomu raised his head, with a faint glint in his dark eyes, and his voice became louder, "I'm treating a disease, didn't you see that I was treating a disease?"

"Are you treating a disease?" Mr. Qin simply couldn't agree with this extreme method of self-mutilation. He always knew that Qin Chaomu was cruel and bloody in his bones, but he didn't expect that he could be so cruel to himself.

Mr. Qin closed his eyes and suppressed the unbearable look in his eyes, "I have told you before that if you want to get someone like Gu Chu, it will never be enough for you to climb like this. If you rush to tame her, you will end up with it. I am forcing myself into an abyss." Just as he was about to continue speaking, he saw the expressionless man slowly raising his eyelashes, and the water in his dark eyes became even brighter, "Grandpa,"

He rarely calls him like this, most of the time he calls him the head of the family.

There was some emotion in Mr. Qin's cloudy eyes, and he heard Qin Chaomu speak in a low voice, "You said...do I have to accept that mission?"

He lowered his head, like a ghost without pain, "But... I really don't want to."

At this moment, Mr. Qin almost used all his strength to control his emotions. He wanted to give him an accurate answer, but what he said was, "Chao Mu, I won't force you."

He could no longer force him, only the situation forced him.

The quiet room seemed to fall into silence again.

Therefore, the dial tone of the mobile phone can also be heard clearly.

Qin Chaomu's eyes suddenly focused on the old housekeeper who had his back turned to him. The originally dead man stood up immediately, and the sound of the iron chains rubbing against him was particularly cold.

"Who are you calling?"

When the old housekeeper turned around, he saw a particularly cold and demonic face, staring so gloomily that it made people shudder.

He whispered, "Miss Gu."

"No fighting! Hang up!"

The next moment, the iron chain tightened, and the man could no longer move forward. As he stood there, his whole body fell into a kind of coldness.

However, the call was connected quickly, and Gu Chu's voice was particularly clear in the lonely room, "Butler, are you okay?"

The iron chain clanged, and the startled man almost rushed over angrily. Mr. Qin hit him directly on the crook of the leg with a stick. He hated iron and felt distressed but gritted his teeth and said: "If you don't want her to pity you, just Hide the wound well, no matter how good the doctor is, he can't compare to you doing it yourself."

"Let him hang up! Hang up!" Gu Ru was furious.

The housekeeper looked at the man who looked dark, cold and seemed to be going crazy. His fingers clenched inexplicably, but his voice remained calm, "Miss Gu, is it convenient for you to come to the young master's apartment now?"

There was some noise on the other end of the phone, but Gu Chu's voice was very clear, as if he had walked to a clean place, and his voice was very gentle, "What's wrong with him?"

The doctor clearly told her that Qin Chaomu had recovered.

The old housekeeper looked at Qin Chaomu, but the man stared at him, mouthing like an animal: [Hang up! 】

The old housekeeper stopped looking at him and spoke quickly, "Miss Gu, the young master is sick. He...he just has a fever. If it's convenient for you, come over and see him."

After saying that, he carefully looked at the man's face.

Qin Chaomu was indifferent most of the time, without even emotion, and he had never had such a beast-like look in his eyes. At this moment, he was staring at him like a beast. If he were not tied with an iron chain, he would have opened his mouth and stretched out his fangs to bite. The absurdity of a broken neck.

"I..." Gu Chu had already walked into the periphery of the banquet hall.

Erqing Emperor Hotel, Dongli Chengfeng’s cage banquet.

She was wearing a beautiful white evening dress with flawless makeup on her face. She bit her lip and stood there until the cold wind chilled her to the core. Then she slowly spoke, "I am attending a dinner party. I will come to see him tomorrow." ."

He pursed his lips and asked again: "He doesn't answer my call... Are you sure he wants me to come?"

The old housekeeper was about to speak when he heard a clear baritone voice coming from the other end of the phone, "Miss Gu is so beautiful today."