Chapter 1,275 I am your brother Shiliang

The interior lights were dim, no, it should be said that there was almost no light, and the curtains were pulled up, a suffocating feeling that emanated from the inside out. His voice was hoarse and a bit rough and unpleasant, as if his vocal cords were damaged, and he used his voice excessively for many years.

"The money has been sent to you, you can leave." The man standing by the sand spoke to the man with tight packages. The other party listened to the words, but he didn't say anything, and left straight away.

The room was in a strange silence. The man standing by the sand seemed a little crazy or had already fallen into madness. He squatted down and placed his hand on Yan Bai's face. He felt the skin under his palms soft and warm again and again. His index finger stroked Yan Bai's lips, as if he wanted to outline an upward curve, a curve that could make him recall the beautiful memories of the past.

"Hahaha..." The man laughed at himself, his voice extremely strange. If there was a third person at the scene, he would definitely feel like a Devil's cry. His eyes were hollow, his eyelids were sunken into his eye sockets, and the eyeballs inside were actually hollowed out. He looked very haggard, but it could be vaguely seen from the outline that he was a handsome man. He curled the corners of his lips and his voice was rough and unpleasant.

"I got you."

"I stole you, no, you belonged to me, they snatched you from me!"

"Baibai, I'm so nice to you, why do you still want to leave me?"

"I am your brother Shiliang." The man squatting next to the sand is nothing but Yan Shiliang. The Yan family no longer exists, but Yan Shiliang is still alive, his glasses are dug off, and he lives in sanitation and pain. He has thought about it more than once over the years, and it is good to go crazy directly, but Ji Baimo refused to let him go, and he wanted him to suffer day and night, and live in sanitation and pain.

After suffering from torture every year, his throat was completely broken. The originally moving voice no longer existed. All that was left was a rough, hoarse and unpleasant sound. Yan Shiliang's hollow eyes were staring invisibly at Yan Bai lying on the sand. His hands were fumbled, touching Yan Bai's head, holding the rubber band in his hand, and began to clumsyly tie his head.

"I understand how you feel, I've been retribution."

"Baibai, you have enough revenge on me, I know..." Yan Shiliang said this and smiled again, full of confidence, as if he was still the gentle brother of the past, he spoke in a low voice.

"You have always loved Brother Shiliang, right? You just want to take revenge on me, so you are with him. Haha, I understand, now that Yan Yue is dead, your anger should be gone, it's all my fault."

Yan Shiliang talked to himself, his voice full of confidence, confident in what he believed in.

In the past few years, he has been repeatedly dreaming. In the dream, he first met Yan Bai. In the dream, Yan Bai opened the door of the room with a sleepy eyes and spoke to him with a sweet and cute smile.

——Good morning, Brother Shiliang.

How long has it been since I heard of this title? Yan Shiliang covered his eyes that had lost his eyes. As time went by, he could hardly remember Yan Bai's appearance, and what the outside world was like.
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