Zhang Xiuming was right. Xu Hang really didn’t want Duan Yelin to know.
Not only Duan Yelin, but also Xiao Yan, Qiao Song, and anyone else, he didn’t want them to know.
This is the stubbornness in Xu Hang’s bones. He is very tough and would rather bite himself to pieces than let others see how miserable he is.
Like all people who tasted opium for the first time, Xu Hang thought it was nothing, but when the drug addiction took over, the tingling sensation on his scalp seemed to penetrate into his head along the roots of his hair.
All the fingers and limbs seemed to be pierced by the strings of a pipa, and every nerve was craving the rescue of drugs.
The so-called addiction is outrageous.
Zhang Xiuming patted the edge of the bed gently: “Looking at the whole of Shanghai, I’m afraid I’m the only one who still has a little bit of drugs left.”
Xu Hang raised his chin slightly: “So, this is your trump card. You think I will come back to you because of this.”
“In fact, you did come back to find me, didn’t you?”
Xu Hang took two steps forward and lowered his body slightly: “I came back to find you because I wanted to see your fate with my own eyes. Don’t be so self-indulgent.”
“Hehe… Xu Hang, the more stubborn you are, the more I can’t stop. Do you know what drug I gave you?” Zhang Xiuming’s eyes darted from one side to the other. “I once used it on a healthy groom. In less than a month, he only had three and a half fingers left on both hands, one of his eyes was blind, and all his teeth were pulled out. He was half human, half ghost, and his family was destroyed because he couldn’t get rid of his drug addiction no matter what he did.”
He did it just because it was foolproof.
“You really put a lot of thought into it for me.”
“You are a physician, you should know that I am not exaggerating, right?”
Xu Hang’s hands began to tremble unconsciously again. He squeezed them hard and said, “Yes, you are right. This drug addiction is really strong. If one wants to quit, they have to risk their lives.”
“So, I am now your real savior.”
“There is one thing I don’t understand,” Xu Hang frowned. “What is the reason for your persistence in me? Are you unwilling or just jealous of Duan Yelin?”
“Can’t you think that I like you?”
Xu Hang burst out laughing, of course not a happy laugh, but as if he heard a hilarious joke.
Zhang Xiuming seemed to be despised: “You don’t believe it?”
“If your way of destroying someone is also considered love, then true love in this world is really disgusting.”
Xu Hang narrowed his eyes, as if thinking of something, and then said, “I don’t know how to define love, but at least I have seen the purest love, Zhang Xiuming, that is something you never had before and will never have in the future.”
For example, Duan Yelin would not hurt him like this.
This was already a very impolite criticism, and it hit Zhang Xiuming right in the guts. Ah Qi had said something similar before.
“It is because I don’t have it that I want to get it. Between the body and the soul, one must be in my hands.”
“You won’t get any of them.”
Zhang Xiuming shook his head and stretched out a hand: “Isn’t it good being with me? I will give you what you want. The ban on smoking will only be for a while. If you stay with me, I will ensure that you have a constant supply of drugs.”
This is something that only Zhang Xiuming can do, Duan Yelin can’t do it. If it were Duan Yelin, he would definitely tie Xu Hang up with a rope and force him to quit. How painful that would be. At least Zhang Xiuming has never seen anyone succeed. Maybe there are those who succeed for a short time, but they will soon sink again.
Xu Hang stared at that hand, his lips curled up: “But I also know that if I continue to use this poison, I will die sooner or later.”
“To die in the pain of drug withdrawal or to ascend to heaven happily in the pleasure of opium, is this a difficult choice?”
Xu Hang stretched out his hand, as if to hold Zhang Xiuming’s hand, but just before he touched it, he opened it with contempt: “Who said that my fate will be as you want?”
Zhang Xiuming was naturally unhappy with the unexpected answer: “Oh? Then what are your plans?”
“Zhang Xiuming, when you were at your worst, you were just as disabled as you are now, right? But do you know what I looked like at my worst?”
The raging fire of the city, the flesh and blood of loved ones, and the desire in Qiyuan.
The past scenes unfolded before Xu Hang. He took a deep and heavy breath and said in the calmest tone, “I admit that I may not have such a strong will to quit drugs, but I am not afraid of life and death. Living is important, but if I have to kowtow in front of you, even death is a gift. Besides, I have this confidence. At least from the past to now, all those who have hurt me have not lived as well as I have, and it will be the same in the future.”
What a clear look, what an indifferent tone.
So familiar.
It was just like when Ah Qi was holding a knife before he died, with a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth, blood on his face, but his eyes were filled with pity and disdain, as if he was looking at a poor creature, and he fought back against Zhang Xiuming in that way.
Even though Zhang Xiuming’s body remained unscathed, it felt even more humiliating than being thoroughly defeated.
“Alright, alright, alright…” Zhang Xiuming gritted his teeth, “You are still strong now, so I will wait and see. I hope you can still be so strong when you can’t bear the drug addiction!”
“A rich young master like you who lives on a high bed and soft pillow certainly doesn’t understand how people living at the bottom of society struggle to survive. I admit that this drug addiction does give me a headache, but it will never make me soft-hearted—”
Taking steps forward, each step felt a special pressure. Xu Hang pulled out a shiny, sharp golden hairpin from his sleeve and pressed it against Zhang Xiuming’s forehead: “You call yourself a devil, but you only have some ugly thoughts, your brain is the same as new. The real devil, born in hell, is much more terrible than you think. You treat me like a white sheep, but in my eyes, you’re the fish.”
There was a little pain between his brows, but Zhang Xiuming had no time to pay attention to this little threat. He was already frightened when Xu Hang pulled out the golden hairpin.
If it was a knife or a gun, he wouldn’t feel afraid, but this golden hairpin… seemed to be the murder weapon used in the accidents involving the Military Control Commissioner and the Governor?
Could the person standing in front of him, holding the golden hairpin and looking at him fiercely, be the golden hairpin killer who caused such a sensation in the city?
“You… you…”
Admiring Zhang Xiuming’s expression, Xu Hang used the tip of the hairpin to trace down his cheek: “Idiot, you’ve already lost a leg, don’t you understand who is the player of this game?”
The situation took a sharp turn for the worse. The change was too sudden and completely beyond what Zhang Xiuming could have foreseen!
He looked at Xu Hang, who was so close to him, and his mind was buzzing, as if all his emotions and thoughts were overturned, mixed together in a colorful way, and could not be separated for even a moment.
The young man with a faint smile, holding the sharp weapon, showed no fear of killing intent and ignored his threats, which made Zhang Xiuming feel frustrated. It turned out that this seemingly harmless person was the most terrifying character.
Duan Yelin is nothing. A direct enemy can make people feel awe, but never be afraid. Only the dark hand behind the scenes can make people shudder!
He tugged his hands secretly under the quilt. Although he was originally waiting for Xu Hang to come and ask him for help and did not set up guards because of his confidence, but he was vicious by nature and still hid a gun under the quilt.
In fact, he was now very glad that he had done this little trick so as not to embarrass himself in front of Xu Hang. To be honest, he was really a little panicked, as if this was the first day he met Xu Hang, or rather—he had never met Xu Hang before.
During the days he was crippled in bed, he thought he had given up hope of living, but when death approached, he realized that his instinct to survive was still strong.
It’s such a pity that this beauty’s bone can only be broken.
With this thought in mind, Zhang Xiuming tightened his gun and watched Xu Hang’s movements without blinking, waiting for a certain moment before launching a surprise attack.
Maybe he was too nervous, so a little sweat seeped out of his forehead. Xu Hang suddenly moved, and he almost pulled out the gun, but Xu Hang’s hand pressed his acupoint with full strength and quickly stopped it!
“Zhang Xiuming, you’d better not act rashly. Don’t you find it strange? It’s already past twelve o’clock. Why hasn’t your sister come home yet?”
Zhang Xiuming’s pupils suddenly tightened!
