Wear it in the past

Chapter 13

Qin Song came out of the office after seeing the content on the monitor and went directly to the line that He Yige had to pass through when he escaped.

Because he was walking in a hurry, he bumped into a customer on the road. As the manager on the bright side of Layton, out of politeness, he immediately bowed slightly and said sorry. His attitude was no different from that of any bar supervisor. After hearing this, he also nodded and did not speak. The dark hoodie covered most of his face and hurried past.

When Qin Song stood in the corridor and looked back and forth at the delicately shaped wall lamps and the monitors that were functioning normally in the corner, He Yige pulled up his clothes and hat and deliberately walked closer to the same person who came out. Like a close friend.

He walked out of Layton, where the lights were feasting, the feasting and the music was deafening.

After he escaped from that house, he didn't go out immediately, but followed the first person he met after he came out, and followed him to a fairly secluded bathroom.

The man turned around after urinating and saw He Yige standing aside in nondescript clothes, his slender and tight legs were exposed to the air, his drunken eyes immediately looked at He Yige with ill intentions, and he also looked around during the period, like After observing the environment and making sure that there are no people around and that it is very quiet, he approached He Yige without hesitation.

He Yige wore a much larger suit jacket over his shoulders. Under the thin pajamas, he looked thin and weak. The figure of the boy looked very attractive and fresh. In such an adult bar, he met such a young boy with a young and tender appearance. , It can be said to be a rare sight, which makes people feel extremely itchy.

I can't wait to press this vulnerable boy in the bathroom cubicle to have a good time.

I imagined that the other party looked at me with weak and red eyes, because I was afraid of being discovered and had to swallow my huge body!

And when the other person was about to touch his shoulder, He Yige stepped into a cubicle, and then turned to look at that person.

That glance, obviously ordinary, seemed to ignite a fire in the other party's heart. Combined with the imaginary scene just now, it instantly burned his throat, and the sound of swallowing revealed eagerness and longing.

He walked in quickly, and skillfully clasped the door behind him with the back of his hand.

Then the movement of rushing forward with eyes closed abruptly stopped halfway, the lower abdomen was swollen, but the limbs were motionless. I wanted to open my eyes to see what was going on, but when my waist hurt, half of my body went limp.

At this time, Qin Song had already fixed his keen eyes on the wall lamp on the wall. The arch extends outward and is fixed on the top of the wall. This kind of classical wall lamp is only used to decorate the corridor.

But now, Qin Song looked at the wall lamps that would appear every certain distance, and had to make a bold guess. Perhaps, this boy is really the same family of Spider-Man?Don't fly on the grass, did he fly on the wall?

This self-regulating tone made the always rigorous Qin Song look even more rigid.

Although He Yige's clothes looked baggy, overall speaking, compared to the suit jacket over pajamas, this outfit is absolutely normal now.

It's just suffering from a certain anxious man who is sleeping soundly in the toilet with his hairy legs exposed.

In fact, the way for He Yige to get out of that room couldn't be simpler.

He just felt that using that kind of technique would make him very troublesome. People here generally have never practiced any martial arts, and their bodies are generally weak. In his opinion, they are really vulnerable. If they use some old techniques for no reason, Should, uh... scare them?

So so, so...the reason.

I just wanted to leave without disturbing anyone as much as possible.

Because he doesn't want to leave traces, avoiding all kinds of high-end equipment has also become He Yige's consideration of his own skills.

In the silence and no one around, He Yige's quiet soul floated slightly when he stretched out his hand to hang the wall lamp in mid-air, revealing a little anger that he had never had before. Every time he avoided a monitor, he couldn't help but hook lip.

That expression is like playing hide-and-seek when you were a child, and you will always be the child who hides the most secret and is the hardest to find.

His slightly childish appearance makes his facial features vivid.

He Yige was sitting at a night market stall eating beef noodles, his empty stomach finally felt less uncomfortable after eating a bowl of beef noodles.

And this beef noodle night market stall is only two streets away from Layton.

The good mood became more erratic after filling the stomach, and the feet seemed to be stepping on cotton, soft.

Now he just wants to lie under the quilt and have a good sleep, without thinking or doing anything, there is nothing more satisfying than a good night's sleep after eating and drinking.

He Yige paid the bill with the cash that came with his clothes, got up and walked towards an alley where various hotel red letters flashed in the dark night, the red electronic screen flickered, shining bright red on the youthful faces of young couples.

This kind of small hotels and night market stalls are everywhere in this street, but there is a different kind of bustling scene near the Layton Bar two days later, high-end hotels, star hotels, various bars and restaurants The same is everywhere on this street.

It's not a very long distance, but it clearly distinguishes people, high and low.

He Dalong was very tangled after He Yige was taken away by the people from the casino, yes, he was tangled.

His conscience also felt that He Yige trembled a little at the moment when he was ill, and depressed for a while, the so-called trembling was partly because he was afraid that the other party would find out that he was not acting neatly, and make excuses to make trouble for himself...

He Dalong has always bullied the weak and feared the strong. On the strong side, he is as weak as an old turtle, but on the weak side, he is arrogant and rascal to the extreme.

When everyone was gone, he squatted at the door in a daze for a long time, this attitude of letting go until his cigarette butts burned his hands and he felt cold and came back to his senses.

Then, after thinking about it, I feel that I have lost money.

Because during this month, while taking good care of him with good wine and good food, he was always calculating what benefits He Yige could bring him in the future. When such calculations and expectations failed, everyone would be upset.

In the situation where he felt that he was losing money, he was extremely rare, and by the way, he was also worried about whether something would really happen.

Then, he judged self-righteously as an old fritter who often hangs out in the casino, according to Ma Qiang and the others, it shouldn't be possible to make a good kid end badly, right?And his son looks pretty good, just like his bitch mother.

I have to say that sometimes his thinking is really naive, perhaps it is more appropriate to say that it is self-comfort?

Although this child is his son...

When He Dalong got up and entered the room, he was thinking wildly in his mind.

But, who knows if he is his own son?

Yes, why should I worry?What if not?

When he raped her back then, she was not a virgin.

Who knows if she conceived this child a few days earlier?

That bitch still dared to run away, thinking of this, He Dalong couldn't help snorting coldly.

He Dalong suddenly remembered the situation of He Yige's mother. The little worry about He Yige disappeared in an instant, and all his heart was replaced by resentment and dissatisfaction.

Especially when thinking of her, I want to do something to vent my anger. In the past, there was the human sandbag of He Yige, but now there is no one in the room, so I can only drink to relieve my worries.

The good image built up this month disappeared without a trace the moment he opened the wine bottle.

Being able to pretend for a month is Ma Qiang's limit and He Dalong's limit. He has endured for so long, and today he can finally release it.

As the empty bottles fell to the ground one by one, He Dalong fell asleep on the bed in a daze.

What he didn't expect was that two days later, when he came out of the casino, he saw his son appearing in front of him again intact.

No, it should be said that I accidentally saw my intact son sitting by the roadside flower bed in a daze.

With that complicated mood, He Dalong searched the limited vocabulary in his mind, and he didn't know how to describe the mood after searching for a long time.

Anyway, joy accounted for most of it.

But he still wondered if he had escaped secretly?If this is the case, it is better to hide quickly, so as not to cause trouble to the upper body.

However, could it be that he climbed onto the boss's bed and came back to honor himself?

Messy thoughts filled his mind, making him stand still, hiding in one place and watching secretly, checking from time to time to see if anyone from Ma Qiang appeared around him.