Forbidden color

I don't know how long he was in a coma, but Wen Sitian managed to wake up. He was folded up like a poultry in a freezer and stuffed into the crowded car seat, with severe pain in the back of his head.

When he moved a little, he was suppressed by a very rough force. The person next to him immediately covered his mouth. The rough and dirty hand rubbed against his skin, and he whined twice, realizing that he couldn't shake it. With this force, I had no choice but to give up struggling and obey.

The air in the car was turbid and disgusting, and with the heavy blow that knocked him out, Wen Sitian suspected that his brain had lost its color. He lay there weakly, and after a short reaction time, he began to feel fear.

Why would anyone catch them?Where did Yan Qing go?Why can't I hear his voice?

... Will he die?

All kinds of frightening possibilities quickly flashed through his mind. Fortunately, the bumps in the carriage covered up his trembling. He forced himself to calm down, trying to clarify the status quo.

There was not much noise outside the car, and he never stopped at the traffic lights. He didn't know how long he had been in a coma just now, how far the car had driven, if he left the city...

elder brother……

Wen Sitian bit his lips tightly, he suddenly realized that Wen Sirin would not come to him this time, and he could not return home leisurely when exhausted, he pressed his forehead hard on the greasy car seat , begging the buzzing in his head to stop, he must find a way to escape, if Wen Sirin knows...

Yan Qing, and Yan Qing...

Suddenly the car braked sharply, the pressure on Wen Sitian loosened a bit, the people in the car were cursing, opened the door, and the two of them went down, there was a vague quarrel outside the car, he took advantage of the man who grabbed him to relax, and tried to whisper : "Brother...Brother, do you want money? You call my family, call my brother, he will give you..."

The kidnapper next to him looked at Wen Sitian gloomyly and said nothing.

"Really... don't hurt us, my brother..." Before he finished speaking, the driver in front turned around and roared, "Don't talk nonsense with him! Talk to the third child!"

He was subdued vigorously again, his hands were twisted behind his back, tears were about to flow from the pain, his own condition was not good, and after a lot of tossing, he almost died half of his life, desperately swallowing the acid water that came up.

Not long after, he heard the heavy opening and closing of the car door, and from the gap between the seats, he saw Yan Qing's clothes and hanging hands being dragged out of the car.

Wen Sitian was terrified, he didn't know whether Yan Qing was dead or alive, and where he was going to be taken, so he begged the kidnapper beside him with a "woo hoo".

The driver in front was not as good-tempered as the kidnapper beside him. He leaned over and gave Wen Sitian a slap on the back of his head, which was already in severe pain. down.

Half dazed and half awake for a long time, he actually heard the sound of a police siren in a daze. After a sudden jolt, he gradually regained his consciousness.

The kidnappers were arguing quietly again. He had a severe headache, and his tears could only flow down from the pain, which was sticky on the seat.

"...I told them not to let them drive that BMW!" The driver cursed bitterly, spat, turned his head and whispered, "It's okay, let's go!"

Wen Sitian regained consciousness a little, convinced that it was the sound of the police siren, he knew that the opportunity was fleeting, and in a panic, he didn't know whether to continue to pretend to be dizzy and look for the opportunity or to go all out and struggle. At this time, the car slowly turned the angle, and he suddenly held his breath .

When he was a child, he used to hide in the closet to scare Wen Sirin, leaving a small gap to observe his brother's unsuspecting face and expression. Although the gap is small, the picture he can see is more clear. Even the corners of Wen Sirin's mouth have never been easy. The arc of perception is clearly visible, he uses the two hind legs of the chair to swing back and forth, Wen Sitian waits for him to swing in over and over again like a pendulum, covering his sight.

The door of this dilapidated van could not be closed securely. Through the crack of the door, he could see the congested vehicles and police motorcycles not far away, as well as the white shirt his brother was wearing when he went out in the morning.

Many people wear white shirts, and no one is as well-dressed as Wen Sirin. No matter how far away they are, he can always recognize them at a glance.

The two disgraced kidnappers were pushed face down on the ground by the police. Wen Sirin was carrying Yan Qing out of the car, and he unconsciously let out a sharp cry from his throat.

Brother is really here...

It's not an illusion of chaotic consciousness, he really came...

Taking advantage of the confusion, the van drove into the field path beside the road, Wen Sitian in sight gradually disappeared, Wen Sitian suddenly jumped up like a fish on a chopping board, the kidnapper was caught off guard and he almost broke free, and burst out a curse word at him Pounced, a burst of severe pain hit, his arm was pulled out of its socket, but he seemed to feel no pain, and wanted to scream out through the hand that tightly covered his mouth like crazy.

Wen Sirin was there, less than 100 meters away, and he ran so fast that he even broke 14 seconds when he was in junior high school.

He can save Yan Qing, why can't he come to save himself?

He yelled out, cried a little louder, and Wen Sirin would definitely hear it like before.

elder brother……

He pedaled the door desperately. The dirt road in the field was already rough, and the car swayed almost to pieces. The driver shouted in a low voice, "Tell him to shut up! Hurry up!"

The explosive power of the man to the poor is astonishingly strong, the kidnapper is a dark and strong man, but he can't subdue him for a while.

I don't know if it was because he was too crazy, which made the central nervous system extremely sensitive. He was pressed tightly on the seat, and a tingling pain seemed to hit his bone marrow. The cold touch and gradually sharp pain made him fear instantly. Get up, what was he injected with?

Wen Sitian whimpered in despair, he struggled a few times in vain, and finally raised his head with nowhere to escape, and looked ahead pleadingly with eyes blurred by tears.

The drowsiness struck quickly, and his mind quickly lost consciousness. Will he die?he doesn't want to die...

My brother has already rescued Yan Qing, maybe when Yan Qing is safe, he will come to rescue him...

If he can wake up, he will protect himself, Wen Sitian grasped the remaining consciousness and told himself.

Brother... Hurry up... He's a little scared...

He was like a bound cub, bound by rough traps, gradually becoming immobile.

It was almost dark, and the aunt who cleaned the police station had just left the gate of the police station and turned back. She rushed to the man sitting on the waiting chair not far away and asked, "Is that your car at the door? Get up and move it, don't press it down." parking space."

The young man didn't move, as if he didn't hear.

The aunt took two steps closer and said, "Did you hear that?"

He raised his head slowly, his eyes were faintly blood red, causing the aunt to hesitate and stop her mouth. He moved his lips for a long time and said, "Sorry." His voice was extremely hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken in his life. As if she had spoken, she stood up tall and straight, but her shoulders were slightly bent.

Wen Sirin moved the car, sat still in the car, stared at the straw hat on the passenger driver, it was bought by Wen Sitian for going to the beach, he remembered the last time he saw him wearing it, Bai Shengsheng's small face was exposed from under the brim of the hat , her eyes were swollen, but she smiled brightly, as if she was shining, and that was only a week ago.

At that time, why didn't you take him there?He clearly knew that Wen Sitian had been waiting for this day for so long, and he clearly knew that he didn't want him to go to Yan Qing, why did he still go?

He was sure that Wen Sitian would always be there waiting for him, that's why he dared to leave again and again unscrupulously.

If you are willing to take him there, nothing will happen.

He obviously had many chances to avoid today's...

Wen Sirin clenched her fingers, and thumped the steering wheel as if she was on the verge of death. The piercing whistle sounded suddenly in the night sky. It was sad and short, like a bone-chilling pain that could not be cried out.

Yan Qing woke up on the way to the hospital, and told him with trembling lips that Wen Sitian should also be in the car.He ran back like crazy, his mind was blank, and he ran half a street before realizing that he should go to the police.The police did not allow him to accompany him, so he drove by himself from Yan Qing's factory and searched all the way there, aimlessly and clueless.

He couldn't figure out why, he was always able to deal with all the troubles in the world with ease, but in the end, it was the most harmless Wen Sitian who made him powerless.

Wen Sitian, who should have been protected by him in the palm of his hand.

He has advised others many times, and he has friends from all corners of the country. When it was Wen Sitian's turn, he had only his own two legs left, vainly shuttling through the small roads between factories in the suburbs.

He couldn't find him, so he could only go back to the Public Security Bureau like a waste to wait for news.

When Chen Guangyue brought Yan Qing to the police station, Wen Sirin was still sitting on the waiting chair as if frozen, and gave them a slight sideways glance as a greeting.

Yan Qing's face was pale, his head was still covered with gauze, and he had a slight concussion, but he insisted on coming to the police station. He put his hand on Wen Sirin's shoulder, and after a while he said bitterly: "I'm sorry...it's all because of me, Tian Tim him..."

"It's okay." Wen Sirin interrupted him quickly, and stopped talking. The dim light came down diagonally from the front, and his expression was hidden in the shadows.

He didn't intend to anger anyone, he just didn't want to hear any unhelpful information.

He didn't have any energy to comfort others' apologies.

Chen Guangyue patted Yan Qing, went to chat with the policeman on duty in a low voice, and asked about the progress. The policeman with a cropped cut and Yan Qing said with a smile: "...Young people are very clever, and they can find opportunities to post their positions. It's because they have too little self-awareness, drove away your mother's car, and stopped it easily..."

Wen Sirin's jaw was tense, and he stared straight ahead, expressionless, stiff and indifferent.

Others don't know anything, don't know anything, his Tian Tian is the smartest, he has been faster than others since elementary school, if it is a maze race, he must be the first one to escape, his grades in the past were also good , it's just that I don't like learning now...

If you don't learn, you don't learn, why doesn't he let Wen Sitian do whatever he wants?

He regretted that he didn't let Wen Sitian do everything he wanted, and couldn't stop thinking wildly, wishing to bang his head against the wall.

There was nothing he could do but blame and beat himself up.

Wen Sitian is very good everywhere, if he can't escape, he must be blocked by a dangerous situation, he is a very soft-hearted person, even if it is to make the person who loves him not sad, he will try his best to protect himself.

Wen Silin's fingers trembled, he was terrified of all the things that might happen to Wen Sitian.

Chen Guangyue sighed very softly, and dragged the ice sculpture-like Wen Sirin to the door to smoke. He racked his brains to find words to comfort him: "They just caught the wrong person and asked for money. Nothing will happen to Tiantian... ..."

Wen Sirin didn't speak, and was submerged behind the smoke. He was smoking very fast, as if a person lacking oxygen was breathing heavily.

It wasn't until the third cigarette that Chen Guangyue heard his hard breathing. He looked cold and numb, but his voice seemed to be soaked in tears.

"what to do……"

Wen Sirin's eyebrows and eyes are no longer sharp, the ice has melted and lost its edges and corners, he is desperate, and he doesn't know who to turn to for help.

Chen Guangyue looked sadly at his best junior. The tough man suddenly weakened. It made people feel sad. He reached out and patted his shoulder. Just as he was about to speak, the landline in the house rang. It seemed particularly abrupt, and the inch-headed policeman picked up the phone and responded quickly.

The two people outside the door hurriedly approached, and the policeman with an inch head raised his head and glanced at Wen Sirin.

He quickly caught the words "...contact the 120 emergency center... West Fifth Road Hospital..." and almost had a cardiac arrest.