a little bit

It was a short moment, but it was extremely long for Qiao Qiao.

He tried to open his eyes, and the water immediately rolled into his eyes, sore and painful.

Water droplets fell down the bridge of his nose, he frowned, his vision gradually became clear, he looked into the mirror with difficulty, trying to see who was holding him.

Suddenly there was a violent shake in front of his eyes, and the people behind grabbed his head and pushed him into the water again.

Is that the murderer?

The moment he entered the water, he took a deep breath.

The water covered his face, Qiao Qiao held his breath, and his body rested for a second.

His shoulders sank, his hands brushed against the edge of the sink, he stretched out his hand, accumulating slightly, then suddenly stood up, backhanded, and hit the man's arm with his arm.

The person behind him was stunned and let go of his hands. Qiao Qiao turned around and leaned against the edge of the pool with his back. He squinted and looked at the other party.

The man probably didn't expect Qiao Qiao to have such abilities. He was wearing a black mask, and looked at Qiao Qiao without blinking his eyes under the brim of his hat.

"who are you?"

Qiao Qiao took a deep breath, his body leaned forward slightly, showing defensiveness, his brows were furrowed, and water dripped down his cheeks.

The man looked at Qiao Qiao. He was tall, and he looked oppressive and threatening. He didn't seem to be panicked when Qiao Qiao escaped from his captivity.

He didn't answer Qiao Qiao's question, but took a step forward. Qiao Qiao frowned fiercely. He wiped away the water on his face and stepped forward, but his movements were faster. to each other.

The man took a step back with ease, turned his body sideways, and blocked it with his backhand. Qiao Qiao punched out. His fighting style was chaotic, but unexpectedly ruthless.

These are all the experiences he has accumulated over the years. It is enough to deal with those gangsters in the prison, but when facing the people in front of him, he gradually feels difficult.

His hands became heavier and heavier, his arms paused, his temples twitched, he pursed his lips, his eyes suddenly darkened, his body suddenly softened, he was unprepared, his abdomen was hit, and his entire abdominal cavity was sunken, Qiao Qiao felt A fit of nausea.

He landed heavily on his knees, and the kneecaps made a dull sound. The man stepped on Qiao Qiao's shoulder, as if to crush him.

Qiao Qiao straightened his back desperately, barely holding on.

He clenched his hands into fists and propped them on the ground, eyes half down, his shoulders undulating, his breathing rapid, and the water on his hair fell drop by drop to the ground.

Qiao Qiao felt the pressure attached to his back and his gradually chaotic head.

That glass of wine just now shouldn't be drunk, he still thinks highly of that villain surnamed Duan.

He gritted his teeth, pinched his palm with his nails, and forced himself to wake up.

At this moment, he heard the man say in a muddy voice, "Don't meddle in this matter anymore."

Qiao Qiao's body shook, as if he had found a switch, and the dark night suddenly lit up.

He raised his head suddenly, his jaw line was tense, and he seemed to be gnashing his teeth, "Who are you? You killed those people?"

When he said this, Qiao Qiao's voice trembled, and he could actually sense the soaring killing intent on the other party.

He wanted to kill himself.

This idea flashed through his head, at this moment, there was a loud noise at the door, someone was knocking on the door, and Qiao Qiao heard Gao Qian's voice.

What is he doing here?

don't come in!

Qiao Qiao struggled to get up, but the other party looked at his expression, retracted the foot that was on Qiao Qiao's shoulder, and walked to one side of the compartment.

The pressure on his back was gone, but Qiao Qiao seemed to have lost his support, and fell to the ground suddenly. His limbs were numb, and he turned his head with difficulty to look at Gao Qian who hurried in from the door.

He opened his mouth, wanting to warn Gao Qian to be careful behind his back, but he only made a few breathy sounds.

Gao Qian came in from the outside and saw Qiao Qiao lying on the ground. He was still worried, so he ran out of the hospital. He quickly walked up to Qiao Qiao and held Qiao Qiao's hand, "What's wrong with you?" ?uncomfortable?"

Qiao Qiao couldn't answer, he had a long mouth, Gao Qian looked at him and frowned, "What are you talking about?"

He leaned his ears closer, and Qiao Qiao looked at the person who gently opened the compartment and came step by step.

He opened his eyes wide, pushed Gao Qian's body away, tried his best to get up from the ground, and blocked the knife with his arm sideways.

Now Gao Qian heard clearly.

"Be careful behind."

The blade slashed across his arm, all the way up, and across his cheek, leaving a bright red bloodstain.

Blood flowed down the wound, his arms and face were slightly numb, Qiao Qiao took a breath, before Gao Qian could react, he held Qiao Qiao's hand, Qiao Qiao glanced at him and told him to run.

Gao Qian didn't move, and neither did the man.

The knife twirled around in his palm, then put it away.

The face under the brim of the hat was blurred, and he could only hear his deep and cold voice without any ups and downs, "This is a warning, it won't be so simple next time."

…………

The water from the faucet was still running, and the overflowing sink was dripping.

Qiao Qiao knelt on the ground, clutching his slashed arm, Gao Qian wanted to help him up, but Qiao Qiao couldn't get up, and his body felt chills intermittently.

He took a breath, frowned, and said weakly to Gao Qian: "You turn off the tap first, wasting water."

Gao Qian: ...

Gao Qian went to turn off the water, Qiao Qiao's eyes became dark, and he simply lay on the ground.

The light on the ceiling dazzled his eyelids, he was a little breathless, he stretched out his hand to cover his chest, his body curled up slightly, and when Gao Qian turned around, he had already lost consciousness.

In the past two days, the weather has turned cold, and most of the prisoners in the prison have put on thicker coats. Fortunately, Xin is still wearing a thin coat. He is a bit out of place here.

When he first came in, he didn't say a word all day long, with a cold face, as if he didn't like anyone. According to his temperament, he would definitely suffer a loss when he came to this place. Fortunately, his father was willing to spend money to put Everything in the prison is in order, so that Xing Xin will not be oppressed.

The prisoners in D area finished their briefing, and Xingxin came back from the playground slowly. He walked along the iron fence, and two prisoners behind him first glanced at me and said something.

"Today is the day that little reporter comes over, right?"

"It should be. It looks really good-looking, white and tender, and it must be very comfortable to wear."

"Haha, maybe it's similar to a woman."

"You can see that too, let's find a chance next time..."

The speaking prisoner's voice stopped abruptly, his eyes were wide open, obviously he hadn't reacted yet, he stared blankly at the person who locked his throat.

Xing Xin looked at them, slowly clenched his right hand, and said expressionlessly, "You guys are too noisy."

The prison guard quickly noticed the movement on their side, ran over immediately, and pulled Xingxin away.

"what happened?"

Xing Xin glanced at him, the prison guard stepped back, and Xing Xin passed him by without saying a word.

Looking at Xing Xin's back, the prisoner whose throat was locked by him just now was helped up by his companions, and said cursingly: "Who is it? It's not because of his father's little money."

Xingxin returned to his room. He sat by the window and looked out. The temperature had dropped a lot in the past two days. The cluster of green trees planted in Tielanhe Prison had turned yellow. It was so golden that it made people feel a little gentle.

Today was the interview day, and he waited in the room all afternoon. When it was almost five o'clock, the prison guard came and told him, "Today's interview has been cancelled."

When the prison guard was about to leave after speaking, Xingxin called him.

He asked, "Is there something wrong?"

The prison guard was taken aback, looked at Xingxin in confusion, and then said, "It seems to be injured, he is in the hospital."

Xingxin took a step forward, "Is it serious?"

"I don't know that."

"Which hospital is he in?"

The prison guard suddenly laughed when he heard Xingxin's serious question, "What do you know so much? This man is in the hospital, you are in prison, you..."

The prison guard paused, he looked into Xingxin's dark eyes, and didn't say anything more, Xingxin waited patiently for him to answer, the prison guard pursed his lips, and said in a low voice: "It's the People's Hospital next to us. "

During dinner, the prisoners lined up in clusters of three or five. Xing Xin was not familiar with them, so he walked silently at the end.

The line moved quickly, and not long after, there were only five or six people left in the front. When Xingxin finished cooking, when he turned around, a person suddenly fell in front of him and fell on Xingxin in a daze. The meal was overturned, and the hot soup was poured on the back of his hand.

Xingxin frowned, raised his head and looked at the person who fell on the ground.

The other party was not much better either. He was covered in food and fell to the ground. His right face was swollen and his face was pale. He glanced at Xingxin, got up with hands and feet, and whispered to him, "I'm sorry. .”

Then, looking sideways with a vigilant look, Xingxin followed his gaze and saw the person whose neck was chained by him in the playground.

The other party walked over quickly, with a dirty smile on his lips, he glanced at Xingxin, then turned to stare at the person who fell just now, "What's the matter? You ran so fast, do you think you fell down? "

The man posted it slowly while talking, and Xing Xin was beside him. He looked at the man's face, and thought of what he said during the release, and substituted the tense and stiff prisoner beside him into The little reporter, Xing Xin frowned slowly.

Before everyone could react, he raised his right hand and served all the remaining food on his plate on the prisoner's head.

The other party was stiff, eyes wide open, turned his head mechanically, looked at Xing Xin in shock, Xing Xin gently pushed the empty tableware aside, and said, "You are too noisy."

With a "puchi" laugh, the prisoner who fell before laughed. He turned his head and looked at the expressionless Xingxin. Xingxin also looked at him. The prisoner's body gradually relaxed, "Thank you, my name is Duan Fei, you can call me Duan."

Xingxin said "hmm".

At this moment, the prisoner next to him who had his head doused suddenly stood up, his eyes were red and angry, he raised his hand and punched Xing Xin.

Xing Xin met him head-on, he tilted his head slightly, his fist brushed against the left cheek, and hit nothing.

The prisoners around were clustered together, they were all masters who didn't think it was a big deal, whistling and provoking.

Ah Duan wanted to go up to help, but Xingxin stopped him with his eyes. Ah Duan was stunned and stood where he was.

Xingxin University has specially learned fighting from others, he can guess every punch of the opponent, and after avoiding it a few times, he doesn't move anymore.

The prisoner's fist hit him heavily on the bridge of the nose, he frowned, turned his face to one side to avoid it, and then another punch hit him on the back, kneeling on the ground with his palms on the ground, and the back of his head It was a punch, his body leaned forward, and fell heavily to the ground.

The other party looked at him and seemed to be saying, so you are nothing more than that, then raised his leg and kicked him in the stomach.

There was a momentary silence all around, it seemed that no one could have imagined that the murderer who killed 26 people would be so... weak.

Xingxin's face was covered in blood. He panted and turned over to lie on the ground. He looked at the chandelier above his head and narrowed his eyes slightly. The noise and sarcasm that sounded around him again seemed to have nothing to do with him. He felt his pain and numbness. The ribs raised the corners of his mouth.

In the infirmary, the prison doctor roughly took a look at Xingxin, and said, "The rib is broken. There is no such equipment here, so I have to go outside for treatment."

Several prison guards standing on the side looked at each other. The prison doctor glanced at Xingxin who was lying on the side. The other party's face was stained with blood, and the bridge of his nose was bruised and swollen. His pretty face was completely changed at the moment. The prison doctor sighed. He took a deep breath, "This move is really wicked."

Xingxin was lying on the bed, his head was buzzing. The prison doctor gave him anesthesia. It seemed that he could no longer feel the pain at the place where the rib was broken, but it was very numb and he didn't feel much.

He suppressed his dizziness, and listened to the conversation between the two prison guards intermittently, trying not to let himself fall asleep, until one prison guard said, "I can only get closer. What is the nearest hospital?"

"People's Hospital, it's the closest and there are few people there."

"That's the only way to go. Send him there quickly. If something goes wrong with this person, it will be bad."

Xing Xin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, he lay on the single bed, everything around him was silent, he closed his eyes, and felt relieved.

…………

When the weather turns cold, Qiao Qiao will remember that when he was in prison, it was also very cold. He was wrapped in thick clothes, stepped on the snow, and Xingxin held an umbrella. Follow like his little tail.

Snowflakes drifted all over the sky, and some fell on his hair. Xingxin looked back at him, tilted his head, shook the black umbrella, smiled at him, and said, "Qiao Qiao, follow up."

Qiao Qiao looked at him, they were so close, he ran forward, but couldn't touch him again, Xing Xin fell down in front of his eyes, a large amount of blood spread under him, staining the white snow red.

Qiao Qiao stared at him blankly, his eyes filled with tears instantly, he covered his mouth and looked around in a daze, there was nothing around, he turned his head and found that even Xingxin was gone.

The world seemed to be left alone, empty and lifeless.

Qiao Qiao was curled up and lying on his side on the bed. Gao Qian happened to come over from the next room to see him. He saw Qiao Qiao lying on the bed, crying with his shoulders shaking. He frowned and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

Qiao Qiao was stunned for a moment before he realized that he raised his hand and grabbed the quilt to wipe his face. Gao Qian removed the quilt, pulled a paper towel from the side and handed it to him, "It's dirty, use this to wipe it."

Qiao Qiao rubbed his eyes. He shrank his head and buried himself in the quilt, his voice muffled, "I had a nightmare. I dreamed that he died."

"He is indeed dead." Gao Qian didn't even comfort him, Qiao Qiao glared at him, Gao Qian was stunned for a moment, and could only say, "Isn't he still dead now? Don't worry, there are still two years left?"

He really has no ability to comfort people, Qiao Qiao pushed his hand away, got off the bed, Gao Qian looked at him, "Where are you going?"

"The room is stuffy, go out to get some air." Qiao Qiao's voice was laziness.

Gao Qian reminded him, "Don't go too far, you are not in good health yet."

"Got it, you should go to bed earlier, there is still an inspection tomorrow." Qiao Qiao walked to the door and looked back at him, "I'm fine."

The person who said he was fine ran into the corridor of the hospital and secretly lit a cigarette.

After the sensor light in the corridor was on for a while, it went dark again. Qiao Qiao leaned against the wall, and there was only one spark left in the darkness. Four minutes later, the corridor door was gently pushed open.

Qiao Qiao thought it was Gao Qian coming over, and hurriedly hid the cigarettes in his pockets, with his hands in his pockets, squinting his eyes to see the dimness.

"Gao Qian? Is that you?"

Qiao Qiao raised his head and called out, but the other party didn't answer.

The darkness was chaotic, Qiao Qiao took a step back, and pressed the back of his head against the wall. Suddenly his injured arm was pulled, and he gasped.

The man froze for a moment, and let go of his hand. Just as Qiao Qiao was about to get angry, he heard a familiar voice, "Who is Gao Qian?"

Qiao Qiao was obsessed with that voice. He had seen it in a dream just now, but now it was right next to his ears. He didn't realize it for a while, and he didn't dare to move in a daze.

In the end, the other party seemed dissatisfied with Qiao Qiao's reaction, so he stretched out his hand, gently grabbed Qiao Qiao's fingers, and pulled him up the stairs.

There was a small window there, and a little moonlight came in through the narrow glass and shone on the man's face.

The bruises on the bridge of the nose were shocking, the corners of the eyes and mouth were cracked, there were large purple bruises on the cheekbones, and the whole face was swollen. Qiao Qiao stared at him blankly, with a hoarse voice, and said He called out, "Xingxin?"

Xingxin turned his face sideways, the outline of his side face still made people tremble.

Qiao Qiao never thought that Xing Xin would be here, he was overjoyed, then surprised, grabbed Xing Xin's hand, and pulled him closer, "Why are you here?"

Xingxin looked down at his grasped wrist, but he didn't break free, and replied softly, "I have a broken rib, come here for treatment."

Qiao Qiao became anxious when he heard that, "Broken rib? What's going on? Then why did you come out? You should be lying in the ward? You..."

"Sit with me for a while." Xing Xin interrupted him, tugged his hand, Qiao Qiao was stunned by his movement, and when he looked down, he saw that he had already sat down.

"Don't you feel any pain?"

Qiao Qiao had no choice but to sit down. He looked at Xing Xin distressedly, and asked aloud.

Xingxin stretched his legs and leaned halfway on the steps behind him. He shook his head, "It's within an acceptable range."

Qiao Qiao was convinced, the big boss is the big boss, amazing.

Both were silent for two seconds, and the boss asked the question that Qiao Qiao had ignored just now.

"Who is Gao Qian?"

Qiao Qiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he said, "You don't remember? It's the first time I came to interview you with me, reporter Gao."

"Can not remember."

Ganqing is also a brainless and memoryless guy, Qiao Qiao slandered in his heart, Xingxin glanced at him sideways, he said: "What does an unimportant person remember him for?"

Qiao Qiao smiled, and leaned over, "Then how do you remember me? Am I important?"

After Xing Xin paused, he thought about it seriously, showing a pensive expression, and after a few seconds, he said to Qiao Qiao: "The way you look at me makes it impossible for me to ignore you."

Qiao Qiao's smile faded away, he leaned back slowly, Xing Xin looked at him sideways, "You are very special."

"What special method?" Qiao Qiao looked at him nervously.

Xingxin was silent for a while, and he said, "You didn't come for the interview. I heard from the prison guard that you were in the hospital, so I just wanted to see you and make sure you were okay."

After hearing this, Qiao Qiao raised the corners of his mouth. He looked at Xingxin with a little light, and teased, "I said, you did it on purpose."

"Ok?"

"Come to this hospital on purpose."

Xingxin looked at him bluntly, "Well, I don't trust you."

本来只是个猜想，却没想到他承认的什么爽快，乔桥呼吸一滞，他舔了舔干涩的嘴唇，又说：“所以，故意和人打架，让人把自己揍到这猪头样！”

Xingxin tilted his head to look at him, "Is it ugly?"

"Ugly!"

Xing Xin frowned, he turned his back, his back was lonely.

Qiao Qiao sighed, he poked Xing Xin's back with his fingers, there were bruises on it, Xing Xin's shoulders trembled, turned to look at him, Qiao Qiao said: "Are you angry? "

Xing Xin didn't speak, Qiao Qiao took one of his arms, smiled, and pointed to his gauze-wrapped face, "But look, we're pretty much the same now."

"How did it hurt?" Xing Xin frowned.

Qiao Qiao said "Oh" and answered irrelevantly, "I went to find Duan Yirong, is he your classmate?"

Xingxin nodded, his expression gradually faded, "I've met you several times."

"He said, he gave your friend to..."

"They stunned him with drugs and then gang-raped him."

Xing Xin could never forget everything he saw that day, immoral, filthy, and unethical. He lowered his head, and the moonlight cast a light shadow on his face. He whispered to Qiao Qiao: "You have to deal with this matter." Confidential."

"It happened two years ago. The initial suspicion was because of the bodily fluid-stained shirt that was left in the laundry basket."

"I lived with my friend at the time. He was a very cheerful person and studied well. His father was my father's assistant. We have known each other since high school. Later, when I went abroad to study, he also came with me."

"I don't talk much, and I don't like to make friends with people, but he is different. He likes to be lively. He has made a lot of friends and mixed well in various circles. The communication between me and him has gradually decreased, which is precisely because of this. , I didn't ask him what happened to that shirt."

Xing Xin paused, he seemed to have thought of something, he was silent for a few seconds, and then slowly said: "Later, I needed to go to Monaco for an inspection because of my thesis, and I walked for two months because the inspection went smoothly , so I came back a week early."

He clenched his fists, lowered his head, and his voice became deeper.

"I remember that day should be my friend's birthday. I bought a cake and red wine. I didn't call him. I wanted to give him a birthday surprise."

"I went back to our residence, opened the door, the living room was dark, there was music playing, the smell was bad, I had some doubts, walked in slowly, and then saw more than a dozen naked men, they posted very Close, kissing, smoking marijuana on the sofa, wine bottles all over the floor, my friend was surrounded by four people, kneeling on the ground."

"Somebody was booing, saying... see if he can swallow another bottle."

Xing Xin closed his eyes, Qiao Qiao grabbed his hand behind his back, his palm was cold.

He raised his hand, put his arms around Xingxin's shoulders, half hugged him, stretched out his hand to caress his back, Xingxin's body trembled slightly, he opened his eyes, and slowly pushed Qiao Qiao away, Qiao Qiao's eyes were slightly red , Xingxin's expression was a bit ugly, he endured the pain and said, "You're pressing my ribs."

Qiao Qiao was startled immediately, flustered and didn't know what to do, and didn't dare to touch Xingxin's porcelain doll, "Ah, I'm sorry...are you okay, does it hurt?"

"It's okay, I'll take a breath slowly."

Xing Xin waved his hand to calm him down, Qiao Qiao pursed his lips, feeling very uncomfortable.

After 2 minutes of slowing down, Xingxin's body slowly relaxed. Qiao Qiao looked at him, and his gaze fell on his lips. Xingxin's lips were beautifully shaped, with a diamond-shaped feel. The lower lip His lips are thicker than his upper lip, and it must be very comfortable to bite his lower lip when kissing.

The lips that were spied on by him moved, Qiao Qiao fell ill, looked at those two lips in a daze, Xing Xin frowned slightly, he moved closer, his lips brushed across Qiao Qiao's cheek, and pressed close to his ear ,"What’s wrong with you?"

There was a sound of thunder, and Qiao Qiao woke up with an "ah".

Xingxin frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

Qiao Qiao's face turned red all of a sudden, he lowered his head and shrunk his neck, "No... nothing?" He paused again, opened his eyes wide, and looked at Xingxin, "Can I ask what happened later? You That friend..."

"Later?" Xingxin thought for a while, and he said, "I called the police."

"I pulled my friend out of the group and put clothes on him and the group saw me and they weren't afraid and let me join them and my friend hugged me and said the same thing, I was ... got mad, punched him, dragged him to the inner room, and five minutes later, the police came."

Xingxin closed his eyes, "It was very chaotic at that time, those people panicked, some ran outside without clothes, it was snowing outside, the snow was as thick as ankles, they were arrested by the police, my friend was also taken from the room It was dragged out, and there were scolding voices everywhere, they should be scolding me, and Duan Yirong was also inside, he scolded the most fiercely."

"The cake I bought fell on the floor and was stepped on. I should have wished him a happy birthday that day, but in that case, I threw him to the police."

Qiao Qiao felt bored when he heard that, he let go of Xingxin's hand, and he heard Xingxin say: "They were released after a week, and then they were all sent back to the country. My friend came to pack the luggage. Let's say Not a word, not even a goodbye."

"I thought he and I would be strangers in the future, but after I returned to China, he contacted me. He was still the same as before, very cheerful, talkative, and a very talkative person. He worked in my father's company. I Annoyed by the tourism project of Anyin Village, he took the initiative to take over the project and went there with me to investigate."

"You also know what happened next."

Qiao Qiao's Adam's apple twitched, and he took a deep breath, "26 people died in Anyin Village. You were found to be the murderer and sentenced to death with a two-year probation."

"Well, that's roughly the case." Xing Xin leaned back again, his body stretched slightly, and he looked sideways at Qiao Qiao, "I've already given up on it, since I can't reverse the case, then I'll sit in the prison in a proper manner, But...you said you believed me, but I didn't expect someone to believe me, so...I think you might be able to find some clues from him. "

"...Because Duan Yirong originally wanted to go to Anyin Village with us."

Qiao Qiao was startled, "He's going too? Then why didn't he go?"

"I don't know that."

Xing Xin didn't know, and Qiao Qiao felt a mess in his head. He grabbed his hair irritably, Xing Xin pulled his hand away, and his eyes fell on Qiao Qiao's face. He asked, "You haven't told me yet?" , what happened to the wound on your hand and face?"

Qiao Qiao subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his face, and Xing Xin held his other hand in his hand. He held Qiao Qiao's left and right hands, and the two looked at each other. Qiao Qiao held his breath slowly.

Fortunately for him, the light sensing function in this corridor is not very good.

"I went to find Duan Yirong that day, and he told me about his relationship with you, and some of the things they did before. In fact, it went smoothly at first, but after he left, someone came to warn me I."

Both hands were pulled by Xingxin, Qiao Qiao was a little nervous, his fingers curled up, his nails accidentally scratched Xingxin's palm, he immediately stopped moving, his fingertips pressed against the soft skin, he pursed his lips, and said in a low voice : "I had a fight with that man, we were evenly matched, and I should be stronger than him, but I didn't expect that he had a knife, I was cut twice by him, he warned me, don't meddle in this thing."

Qiao Qiao raised his eyes and looked at Xingxin cautiously, "Do you think he is the real murderer?"

Xing Xin did not answer, Qiao Qiao said: "I just have this suspicion, if it is true, I will go to him, I will definitely find him, I..."

Before Qiao Qiao finished speaking, his wrist was gently pulled by a force, and his body fell forward, buried in a not-so-soft embrace.

Qiao Qiao was stunned, warm breath came from his ears, his whole body was stiff, the hug was very short, only two seconds, Xing Xin gave him a close kiss, and then said: "Thank you."

He let Qiao Qiao go, probably because Qiao Qiao's heartbeat was too violent, the sensor light turned on, and the dim corridor was filled with light, and Xing Xin could clearly see Qiao Qiao's monkey butt.

Xing Xin looked at his blushing face and asked in doubt, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's too hot, it's burning hot."

Qiao Qiao fanned the wind with his hand and smiled awkwardly.

is it hot?

Now that the weather is turning cold, Xing Xin looked at him in confusion, Qiao Qiao quickly covered his face with his hands, choked up his voice, and changed the subject.

"By the way, what do you look like when you're mad?"

He seemed to have always had this plain appearance, even when he moved his hands, he was very Buddhist, not as if he was beating someone, but as if he was trying to save someone.

Xingxin was caught off guard by his brain circuit, he was taken aback for a moment, then showed a rare smile, and said, "You don't want to know."

At this time, footsteps came from outside the corridor door, Qiao Qiao couldn't help but look, and Xing Xin said, "I should go."

Xingxin stood up, and Qiao Qiao followed closely. He watched Xingxin walk to the door, and suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. He walked over quickly, grabbed Xingxin's hand, and opened his mouth. He opened his mouth and said in a low voice: "Or, let's run away."

"Anyway, I'm outside now. I'm familiar with this place. I know there's a back door in the basement. We can go out there. I have cash, and there are people on the black market. We can go abroad by boat, and you will be free..."

Xing Xin listened quietly. At the end, Qiao Qiao's voice became lower and lower. Xing Xin raised a hand and put it on the top of his hair. Qiao Qiao raised his eyes. Xing Xin said to him: "If you escape If it can bring me freedom, then this freedom is not freedom for me.”

Qiao Qiao bit his lower lip, and Xing Xin put his hands on the top of his hair and rubbed it slowly, as if he was scratching the head of a teddy dog. Qiao Qiao pitifully let him rub his hair, and he whispered: " I was thinking too superficially."

"Go back. If you feel reluctant, forget it. You can believe me. This is the best thing that happened to me in the past two months."

After Xingxin finished speaking, before Qiao Qiao could respond, he opened the door and walked out.

The two prison guards outside were looking for him like crazy. They searched inside and outside the hospital, and when they were about to seal off the hospital, they saw him in the ward.

Xing Xin lay quietly on the bed, the prison guard suspected that he had misread, rubbed his eyes, stared blankly, and peeked at each other.

Qiao Qiao also went back, Gao Qian was still waiting for him in the room, sitting on the sofa, his head turned a little bit, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he opened his eyes in a daze, looked at Qiao Qiao, and called Hache, "Why did you go out to get some air for so long?"

Qiao Qiao sighed, and sat down next to Gao Qian, his eyebrows stretched, and his face changed from a bitter melon to a sunflower. He smiled and shouted, "Brother Gao...", Gao Qian was taken aback, and most of his sleepiness disappeared immediately , He moved his butt and stood up from the sofa.

"Don't call me Big Brother Gao, I'm terrified when I hear it, just speak up and speak well."

Qiao Qiao said, "I have to see Duan Yirong again."

"I don't agree, it's too dangerous." Gao Qian answered decisively.

Qiao Qiao said, "I didn't ask for your opinion, I just let you know."

Gao Qian frowned, puzzled, "Then why are you telling me?"

"I still have to tell you, if I die, you still don't know I'm dead, so what should you do if you look for me everywhere?"

Gao Qian's heart skipped a beat, thinking that this little liar was out to torture people, he said, "Don't worry, the harm will last for thousands of years."

Qiao Qiao snorted, turned over and climbed onto the bed, crossed Erlang's legs, put his arms under the back of his head, looked at the ceiling, and said to Gao Qian: "Actually, I saw Xing Xin just now, and I talked to him for a while , and hugged him, and he even kissed me."

"You are dreaming."

"This time it's not a dream, it's real. He took the initiative to hug me and kiss me. He called me by my name and thanked me."

"Really?"

"Well, he had a broken rib and went out to seek medical treatment. He happened to be in this hospital. He said that he didn't worry about me."

Gao Qian stood by the bed, and as he listened, his expression became complicated. He looked at Qiao Qiao on the bed. He was a heartless and free-spirited little liar at first. With care, you can't fly far anymore.

After all, he still thinks that the Qiao Qiao at the beginning of his observation a few months ago is more interesting, at least much more interesting than this... little nymphomaniac with a rippling face showing affection to him in disguise.