Quick Wear: Don't come over here, you are looking for trouble

Xu Bai's affair caused a lot of controversy. He became famous, but also completely ruined. I don't know who leaked those unbearable photos. The faces of the men in the photos were blurred, and only Xu Bai's beautiful face was clear and shocking.

Fang Jiaxu gritted his teeth, found a house to live in, and after asking around he finally found Xu Bai's location. He cleaned himself up before preparing to meet him.

That was Young Master Fang's future wife, and Feng Yanzhang had to separate them. The hatred of having his wife taken away was unforgivable.

Fang Jiaxu still remembers the way Xu Bai's eyes lit up when he said he would bring him some butterfly cakes the next day.

Dazhi wanted to go with them. Fang Jiaxu wouldn't let him, but he was ready to die. "Young Master dies! I die! Young Master lives! I live!"

But I never expected to see such a scene.

The young man leaned in Feng Yanzhang's naked arms, his delicate neck gently supported. The man stared at the person in his arms, as if he was protecting the most precious jewel.

"Feng Yanzhang!"

Fang Jiaxu rushed over and tried to grab Feng Yanzhang's shoulder, but before he could reach out his hand to touch him, Feng Yanzhang turned his head to the side. His cold eyes froze Master Fang.

After reacting, he became even more angry because of his subconscious retreat, "Give Shengsheng back to me!"

The vomit had been cleaned up, and the curtains on the open windows to dissipate the smell fluttered like little mummers.

Fan Jie rushed in with his personal guards. More than a dozen of them surrounded the ward. Fang Jiaxu pointed his pistol at Feng Yanzhang's head and said, "Give Shengsheng back to me."

The guard pointed his gun at Fang Jiaxu.

"He is already my wife." Xu Baimian was buried in the shadows. Fang Jiaxu could only see his pale hands hanging quietly. Feng Yanzhang sneered, "Fang Jiaxu, what about you? You can't even give him a name."

Fang Jiaxu didn't want to get entangled with him, and this time he had made up his mind to take Xu Bai on a plane and leave far away from here, so that the violent and cold-blooded Feng Yanzhang would never find them.

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No matter what your status or position is, it is far less important than the one you love.

"You don't dare to shoot." Feng Yanzhang looked up at him. He remained calm even with a gun pointed at his head. "Master Fang has studied abroad. He knows what the current situation is. If you kill me, do you think your Fang family can protect Beihuai alone?"

Xu Bai: [Oh, forget it, let me do it. ]

The hand hanging by the side suddenly moved, the fingertips trembled, and it curled up and burrowed into Feng Yanzhang's arms. The ward was originally quiet, but now it was filled with gasps and sobs.

"My...my bracelet...where is the bracelet..."

The sound was not loud, just a soft whisper, but it made both of them stop.

Fang Jiaxu finally saw Xu Bai's face. His heart went numb. He dropped his gun and rushed to the boy, waving his hand in front of his eyes, "Shengsheng, Shengsheng?"

The numb and dull almond-shaped eyes were lifeless, and looked like an autumn butterfly that had no strength to flap its wings, and just quietly landed on the grass leaves, waiting to die.

Feng Yanzhang held up his weak neck. Fang Jiaxu touched his face, and it felt like he was touching ice-cold jade. So he hurriedly rubbed Xu Bai's hands, "He's so cold! Can't you add a blanket?"

It's getting warmer now.

Fang Jiaxu suddenly stiffened after saying this, and then he held Xu Bai's face again. When he met Xu Bai's gray eyes, he couldn't help but soften his voice, like coaxing a child, "Shengsheng, Shengsheng, look at me, do you still recognize who I am?"

"...bracelet..." He muttered this, as if he didn't hear Fang Jiaxu's question. His unfocused eyes were fixed on his wrist. He was in a daze, as if he was about to close his eyes. His eyeballs rolled up slightly, and his lonely neck obediently rested on Feng Yanzhang's palm.

"What happened to him? What did you do!?"

How about Xu Bai - although the boy is docile, he also has his own emotions. Occasionally, he will stretch out his claws and scratch gently to tell people that he is unhappy. Fang Jiaxu loves the occasional coquettish look he reveals.

But now, why has it become like this?

"He's sick." Feng Yanzhang hugged him tightly, "He was sick, but he's almost recovered."

"……bracelet……"

Fang Jiaxu grabbed the man's hand and rubbed it twice. Suddenly he found that his originally smooth hand now had many bumps. So he lowered his head to take a closer look - the scab had fallen off, but the new flesh that had grown was very different from the original skin. Master Fang's breathing became heavier, and he rolled up Xu Bai's sleeves and saw more, even more frightening wounds.

Fang Jiaxu raised his fist and punched Feng Yanzhang hard.

He is no longer the weak young master who could only write. He hit Marshal Feng hard on the face, causing him to spit out blood. But Feng Yanzhang refused to let go of Xu Bai in his arms, preferring to use himself as a cushion and fall heavily off the bed.

I don't know who suddenly fired a gun, and with a "bang" the small wooden table next to the bed flew across.

"What are you doing! What are you doing! Put the gun down! Put it down!"

Fan Jie was also going crazy, and the already chaotic situation became even more chaotic. Fortunately, Fang Jiaxu was not injured. He just picked up the gun on the ground and pointed it at Feng Yanzhang without hesitation.

"Master Fang! Master Fang, don't get excited!"

Fan Jie tried to stop them from all sides, trying to persuade this one and comfort that one.

Gunshots.

Noisy voices.

It was easy to bring the actor back to the most terrifying day.

Just like now, I was being held tightly by someone, unable to move or escape...

His pupils dilated, Xu Bai's palms clenched together in spasm, one hand pinching the other leaving a bleeding mark, and his two legs flapping and kicking in front of Feng Yanzhang.

So horrible, so horrible, exactly the same as it was outside the waiting building that day, exactly the same!

Xu Bai raised his face and uttered a shrill cry. His body was bent like a bowstring that had been stretched to the limit. He was so frightened that his fuzzy head suddenly became clear for a moment. He reached out his hand to Fang Jiaxu as if asking for help, "Ah——"

Feng Yanzhang realized that he wanted to escape, so he tightened his arms, causing his body, which was already beating abnormally, to become numb.

"Let him go!"

Fang Jiaxu was the first to notice Xu Bai's abnormality. The young man's eyes widened, and the fear in them was so strong that it seemed to overwhelm him. Then a layer of horrible purple-gray appeared on his pale face, and the hand that was stretched out for help suddenly dropped!

"Feng Yanzhang, let go! Shengsheng, what happened to Shengsheng?"

Feng Yanzhang could feel the person who was struggling desperately lose his strength and collapse. He originally thought that he was exhausted, but when he heard Fang Jiaxu's voice change, he became worried. He turned the person's face around and saw a pitiful sick little face.

“Huh…”

My vision went dark, my lips trembled, my eyes were watery with tears, and my saliva dripped down.

"Shengsheng?"

No one could react. Xu Bai was breathing heavily, sweating profusely and frowning.

"Go get a doctor! Go quickly!" He shouted to Fan Jie, and his hands holding Xu Bai began to tremble.

Now the two of them were united in their hatred of the enemy, both staring at Xu Bai. Fang Jiaxu reached out and grabbed the boy's hand, and spoke to him in a low voice, "Shengsheng, I'm back, Jiaxu is back, look at me, look at me..."

He hated it so much. He was fine before he left, but after he came back, he became like this.

His eyelids drooped heavily, and Xu Bai muttered unconsciously, "...bracelet..."

bracelet.

Yes, Fang Jiaxu then realized that the bracelet he gave to Xu Bai was gone.