The Road to Slaying God

"This is contradictory. I run away from you. I want to go into your circle by my own abilities, instead of being attached to your superiors. I am a man. I can do everything at all costs, but I ca n’t rely on one. Women are superior, I'm afraid of being scolded by my back, I'm afraid of secret comments, my little vanity made me run away from you, but I didn't want to see you being approached by others ... "

Finally, Zhang Yang finished his speech, and he was relieved for a long time. This is his secret. A secret that has been kept for more than ten years. He has been deeply hidden in his heart. No one knows it. Come out.

The desert was terribly quiet, the cold wind blew its open jackets hunting, both eyes looked deep into the desert, and the dim moonlight cast a shadow on the huge sand dunes, like a lurking beast.

This long and depressing silence.

"Finished?" Finally, Wang Yan spoke quietly.

"Finished." Zhang Yang smiled lightly. Now he feels much better. He always wanted to talk to someone, but he couldn't find the right person. Zhang Yang believed that if he didn't find someone to vent, he really Will become a mentally ill person with a split personality.

The serious dual personality tortured his will, tortured his thoughts, and eroded his soul. From the moment after the high school entrance exam failure, he held a hostile attitude towards the whole society. Countless nights Efforts are put to waste, he is unwilling, he refuses to accept, but his tiny power cannot change the cancer of society, he can only fall silently.

Either die in silence or erupt in silence!

Zhang Yang, who has obtained a new life, broke out in silence, but conquered it as the first task because of his distorted personality, and the countless elite memories put his nerves in a state of extreme tension. Where did his ambition start from Xiao Yuanxing, It's a pity that it's just the beginning. It's completely obliterated ... "Your mind is so terrible." Wang Yan snuggled her head into Zhang Yang's arms and said softly.

"Yes, I am a terrible person. My surname is my own. I am very dangerous. Wang Yan, I know that you have a good opinion of me. Your good opinion of me stems from my excellence, but you But I don't know my darkness. Now, you know, I think, we ... "Zhang Yang held Wang Yan's shoulder and looked at Wang Yan's eyes.

"What's wrong with us?" Wang Yan jumped away like a needle, apparently, she heard Zhang Yang's meaning.

"We still don't see each other." Zhang Yang sighed. "You are young, you feel very vain and vague, you have touched too many rich men, so when you touch me, You will feel different. When we are really familiar with each other, our feelings will be very fragile. Besides, Zhang Yang is suddenly a little inexplicable. He has been concealing the existence of Xiao Yiran, and Liu An. That ridiculous night, he couldn't say, and didn't know how to say, it became a dead end.

It has been a long time to escape from Xiao Yiran. Xiao Yiran has always been like a phantom in Zhang Yang's mind. It seems unreal. After losing contact with Xiao Yiran, this feeling became stronger.

Zhang Yang didn't understand why he felt this way. Sometimes, his miss of Nana encountered in that alley had to surpass Xiao Yiran. Sometimes, Zhang Yang felt very ashamed, but there was no way, Xiao Yiran just Like the portrait of Mona Lisa, she could never get into his life.

While Zhang Yang was hesitating, Wang Yan interrupted his words sharply.

"Am I young?"

"Am I young?"

"Where am I young?

...

Zhang Yang could not help but take a step back awkwardly. Wang Yan pushed her aggressively, and the promoted Feng Lan made Zhang Yang's head dizzy, and made him feel asphyxiated ... "Zhang Yang, my time with you It ’s very short, but I think you ’re very long. I ’m not the flower you grew up in the greenhouse you imagined. When I was three years old, my mother forced me to practice martial arts. I do n’t like martial arts. I prefer to The kindergarten plays games and hide-and-seek with those companions. When I was five, my life was self-care. I had to do my own laundry. I had to clean my own room. I did n’t have pocket money. I had to make money by myself. He said he would go out and buy flowers. Until the age of eight, my mother was completely disappointed in my martial arts practice, so I taught me to gun. At the age of ten, my peers were skating and on, and I was shooting every day. Hundreds of bullets ... "

"It wasn't until I was eighteen years old that I was an adult, and everything began to change. I have the money from my young mother's money in my account. I can do whatever I want. I can stay in the bar all night, and even, I can disappear for a few days, and my mother will not care about me anymore. My mother said that I am an adult. I should have my own life, my own circle, and my own thoughts ... I did not indulge myself, because, I know, All of this stems from my mother's trust in me. I believe in my mother, and she also believes in me. I like you. I feel a little baffled. I used to think that this relationship was fragile, and my mother also looked at it. Come out, so she sent me to Yanjing. Actually, I want to come by myself, I want to slowly forget you, and slowly forget you ... "

Wang Yan's voice was getting weaker and weaker, and once trembling, Zhang Yang felt that the cold air was taking away her body temperature, and gently opened the door. Wang Yan sat obediently to the first officer.

The engine started and the temperature inside the car quickly warmed.

"I thought I could forget you very quickly, but I couldn't do it. I often dreamed of you when I dreamed. I, I ... dreamed of you ... flutter ..." Suddenly, Wang Yan, who was talking quietly Laughed.

"Dream what you dream of me?" Zhang Yang was sweating by Wang Yan's emotional changes. The sorrowful voice of the sorrowful woman just now laughed again, and Zhang Yang's nervous thinking could not keep up.

"I dreamed that you always grab the chief with me, huh!" Wang Yan gave Zhang Yang a white look, and the look of that coquettishness made Zhang Yang's heart jump.

"Let's go!" Zhang Yang gently brushed Wang Yan's messy hair blown by the wind, sighed, and Wang Yan's affairs seemed to have no results today.

"Yes." Zhang Yang's fingers touched Wang Yan's cheek. Wang Yan's body shivered, and she bowed her head timidly, tenderly like a lamb.

The car slowly moved, and the two were immersed in this rare atmosphere. They both hoped that this feeling would last forever, and hoped that the road would never come to an end ... Indeed, the road was long, until the sky became white, and Ferrari returned The road in the desert moved slowly, and Wang Yan's eyes were always staring at Zhang Yang's face tightly. This was a face that impressed her.

"Zhang Yang, I always have a question to ask you." Wang Yan's eyes turned suddenly and suddenly.

"Ok?"

"Why did you always look at people with that nasty look?"

"Cough ..." Zhang Yang sweated, almost an instinct, and glanced at Wang Yan's white chest.

"Yes, that's the look!" Wang Yanque leaped.

"..."

"Zhang Yang, although that expression was annoying, but I think that is your true self!"

"like?"

"dislike!"

"..."

"I just like you to be yourself, don't I still like your shy expression? Huh!" Wang Yan stared at Zhang Yang fiercely.

"I, I ..." Zhang Yang was speechless. This is a contradictory topic. He likes him to be himself, but he doesn't like that kind of peeping peeping.

"Zhang Yang, you say! What is your relationship with Xuelian?"

Suddenly, Wang Yan shouted, scaring Zhang Yang, but fortunately the speed was not fast.

"Where do we have a relationship?" Zhang Yang's head was confused and secretly not good.

"Huh, it's okay to say that, you said it all at the beginning, you said that it was uncomfortable to see us surrounded by a group of people. You were not talking about you, but you, so to speak, that was to include Xuelian, hum, and thought Lied to me, I can see that Xuelian is very kind to you, very affectionate, and gives you a massage! "Wang Yan was furious, her white fingers were pointed on the open head.

"I ..." Zhang Yang had nothing to say, indeed, there was something wrong with what he started to say.

"Honestly explain, did you go to bed?" Wang Yan saw Zhang Yang not to argue, and became more angry.

"what……"

"Say, did you go to bed?" Wang Yan was like a furious tigress, seeing Wang Yan's violent expression, and thought about some of the ancient men with three wives and four widows, if they met a woman like Wang Yan How did you live?

"No!"

"Really not?" Wang Yanhu looked up and down on Zhang Yang suspiciously. Looking at it like that, it might be possible for Zhang Yang to check and check. With that look, Zhang Yang was cold and sweaty.

"You say, who do you like?" Wang Yan isn't the little girl now. Now, she is a rich and wealthy lady Qian Qian.

(To be continued)