Chapter 4080： Son, you are rejected by the blind dancer again

Chapter 4080 Son, you are rejected by the blind dancer again (151)

"Master, the person has been determined, it is Miss Su, please go back with us, otherwise, we will not be able to deal with the general."

has been following the eight men in plain clothes protecting him behind him, preparing to forcibly take him away.

Chu Yihan gritted his teeth, his eyes were dark and gloomy: "I want to go back to you, I will never go back unless I find her."

He still has to figure out who exactly killed her.

Even if she really... really suffered an accident, he would take her bones back home.

Several men glanced at each other, decisively stunned him, and then used stun medicine to ensure that he would not wake up halfway and make trouble.

"Master Jenny, we have taken the master to go first. Thank you for your care."

Jenny waved his hand quickly: "No, you guys go quickly, I have to leave here immediately, go to the field to hide."

In this way, Chu Yihan only got a pocket watch that was broken and cracked, and without understanding anything, he was forcibly taken back home.

After returning to China, no matter how much he made trouble, Mr. Chu refused to let him go.

Even if he absolutely eats, Dashuai Chu only asks people to come over and give him an infusion, and resolutely refuses to let him go to death.

Later, Chu Yihan fell ill and suffered from a high fever for several days. Traditional Chinese and Western medicine hired many doctors to treat it. Only then did he recover slowly, but he lost a lot of weight and his jaw was sharp.

After he recovered from his illness, his whole body was silent, his eyes no longer shine, he no longer had the cynical scorn he used to, and he no longer went out to eat, drink, and linger in dance halls and casinos.

He is like a dying old man, sitting in Su Qiao’s original house all day long in a daze, or walking like a wandering soul in the streets and alleys they used to visit.

Sometimes it takes a long time to sit in the corner of the coffee shop where they used to drink coffee. Sometimes they go to the western restaurant they have visited for the first time and sit in the same place and stare at the half-ripe steak in a daze.

Unconsciously, after two months, the New Year is about to come.

Haicheng, which has been turbulent for a period of time, gradually became temporarily calm. The people put on heavy cotton-padded coats or overcoats and began to buy New Year's goods to prepare for the New Year. People’s faces were filled with expectations and rare joy.

The bustling streets are still lit up everywhere, Xianyuefu, which has been taken over by foreigners, is still flashing neon lights, intertwined, and singing night after night, but only a little bit less passionate and a bit fanatic.

Because there is one less dazzling figure that makes people unable to open their eyes, like the sun.

Knowing the black coat, Chu Hanyi stood at the door for a long time, and then passed by quietly, like a wandering soul.

"Chu Yihan."

Amidst the noise, there was a voice that was neither light nor heavy, but like a clear spring.

Chu Yihan thought for a while before realizing that someone was calling himself.

He slowly turned his head, his eyes were lifeless.

Amidst the flashing neon lights, a pretty figure is standing there, with his hands in his pockets, eyes bent, looking at him with a smile.

Su Qiao, who is elegantly dressed, pulled the short curly chestnut hair that fell to her ears, and smiled: "Would you like to go in and dance?"

Chu Yihan blinked without any expression, turned his head slowly, and continued to slowly raise his steps.

He is dreaming again.

I can't distinguish between reality and illusion again.

Su Qiao was taken aback.

No way?

She just cut her hair short, and then painted her facial features a little more boldly. Can't it be seen?

(End of this chapter)