Forced to open again after breaking up

"elder brother--"

Wen Li screamed, rushed over and kicked the man's knee forcefully, while he was too painful to react, twisted his arm and cut him back to press him to the ground.

Raising his head, Wen Li was frightened and worried, staring at Mu Liyue's bloody hand holding the fruit knife.

His face was pale, his voice trembling, "Your hand."

"Don't be afraid, I'm fine." Wen Sheng comforted Wen Li, and Mu Liyue threw away the fruit knife, with the hand that was bleeding profusely hanging by his side, took out his cell phone with his other intact left hand, and called the police.

The man who was pressed to the ground struggled and twisted desperately, swearing, his expression twisted, and he yelled crazily.

"Wei Xi is mine, mine!"

"Why can someone like you talk to her?"

"Still smiling at you, she should be smiling at me, it's mine!"

"You still want the police to catch me! Damn you, damn you! No one wants to snatch me!"

Mu Liyue suddenly kicked him forcefully, and locked him with gloomy and indifferent eyes.

Mu Liyue's eyes were very dark. When he looked down at people with no expression on his face, the light couldn't get in. It was like thick ink, deep and deep, and the manic hostility was hidden in his eyes, which was scary and terrifying.

The man was kicked in the abdomen, his face changed suddenly, he bent down and retched, he raised his head to meet Mu Liyue's gaze, and his body trembled in fright.

Mu Liyue lowered his eyes, staring at him intently, holding his mobile phone, talking to the police calmly, the contrast made the man even more afraid to move.

The security finally came late, they grabbed the man, Wen Li let go of his hand, and quickly ran to Mu Liyue's side, holding his injured hand, frowning and wrinkling his face.

Just now the man was holding a fruit knife, and suddenly rushed from the side to stab him.

Mu Liyue pulled him away and stood in front of him, because he didn't have time to dodge, he directly held the knife with his hand, the blade was embedded in his palm, the bone was deep enough to see the bone, and the blood kept flowing.

The bright red blood dripped to the ground along the fingertips, forming a deep red pool at Mu Liyue's feet.

Wen Li looked at the wound in bewilderment, trying to help him stop the bleeding, but there was nothing, his eyes were red from anxiety, his thoughts were in a mess, and he couldn't calm down at all.

He choked up, "Brother, does it hurt?"

Mu Li stretched out his hand, rubbed the corners of his red eyes, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, it looks scary, it didn't hurt anything."

Wen Li couldn't believe it, staring at him, clenched his fists tightly.Even though his nails are short and rounded, they still hurt the palm of his hand.

The pain made him finally regain his sanity.

"Let's go to the hospital first."

Forcing himself to calm down, he opened the car door, let Mu Liyue sit in, turned his head and hurriedly said to the security guard, "The police are here, hand him over to the police" before bending over to get into the car, stepping on the accelerator, and the car drove away quickly.

Fortunately, there was no traffic jam at noon, so Wen Li drove all the way to the hospital while pressing the highest speed limit.

On the way, I called the senior I knew and went to the hospital to find him directly.

The doctor debrides and sutures Mu Liyue's wound, while Wen Li walks around beside him, fidgeting.

Mu Liyue's expression remained unchanged, he spread his palms to be stitched up by the doctor, seeing Wen Li turning around, he stretched out his left hand, grabbed him, and pulled him to his side.

Wen Li was caught by the hand, so he didn't leave, and instead held Mu Liyue firmly, his lips pressed together tightly.

"Does it hurt?" He knelt down and looked at Mu Liyue's pale face that had lost a lot of blood.

"It won't hurt after anesthesia." The doctor finally couldn't bear it anymore, looked up at Wenli again, and rolled his eyes, "Primary boy, are you stupid for worrying too much?"

The doctor's name is Fu Shi'an, whom Wenli met three years ago. Wenli has graduated from Peking University School of Medicine a few years ago, so he is considered a senior.

Wen Li ignored him and only looked at Mu Liyue.

Mu Liyue smiled, squeezed Wen Li's palm, "It doesn't hurt."

Only then did Wen Li divert his gaze to Fu Shi'an, and told him, "Be gentle."

"..." Dr. Fu said that the dog food was too full and he was very tired, so he didn't want to talk.

After the wound was sewn up, Fu Shi'an said: "Don't touch the water, don't move around, avoid food, don't eat spicy food, seafood, and eat light meals, be careful not to let the wound become inflamed, and take medicine on time."

"Will there be sequelae?" Wen Li looked at him anxiously and asked worriedly.

"No." After finishing speaking, he added, "If you obey the doctor's orders obediently, no. The stitches will be removed after the wound has healed, and there will be no problem after another week or two of rehabilitation."

"I'll supervise him." Wen Li said hastily.

Fu Shi'an looked at Wen Li, shook his head, and laughed, "Primary boy, you can't do this, you can't hide your liking at all, I'm not the one who helped him with his wound today, you're already waiting on the hot search headlines."

Wen Li suddenly remembered what Mu Liyue said before.

He really didn't hide his love.

Because he couldn't hide it, his liking and love showed naturally, and he couldn't control it at all. Mu Liyue was injured, and he was worried. Seeing that wound, he felt so distressed.

Mu Liyue pulled Wen Li down, Wen Li turned his head, and said, "I'm very happy, Ah Li."

The corners of his mouth curled up in a joyful and satisfied arc, he fixedly looked at Wenli, the dark eyes reflected light, and only Wenli's figure was imprinted.

Focused, gentle, lingering.

Wen Li returned to Mu Liyue's side again, held his right hand that he had treated, lowered his head, and touched it lightly through the gauze.

Then, he hugged Mu Liyue.

His cheeks were completely buried in Mu Liyue's shoulder blades, and he said in a muffled voice, "You scared me just now."

If he hadn't grabbed the knife in time, the knife would have pierced Mu Liyue's abdomen.

just in case……

He shook his head, babbling in his heart, shaking off the idea of ​​scaring himself.

The soft hair kept brushing against Mu Liyue's cheeks and neck. Mu Liyue turned his face to the side, lightly pecked Wen Li's hair, wrapped his left hand around his waist, put his palm on his back, and gently patted Wen Li to comfort him.

Fu Shi'an: "..."

Didn't see it, bullying him for not having a girlfriend!

annoying!

When the accident happened, Wen Li was on the phone with Jiang Shiming. Jiang Shiming heard the whole process on the phone and rushed over quickly. Seeing that Mu Li was fine, he felt relieved when he raised his throat.

Gathering his attention, he said, "The police have already taken that man away."

He asked again, "Have you had your injuries checked?"

"Tested." Mu Liyue's eyes turned cold, "I want him to reflect on himself in prison for a few years."

"Understood." Jiang Shiming nodded.

His eyes fell on Wen Li again, and he said, "I have already called Guo Li and asked for leave for you. You don't have to go to the set today, but you have to go to the police station with Li Yue later."

Wen Li nodded: "Understood."

Outside the hospital, reporters who heard the wind had already rushed over and blocked the entrance of the hospital. Mu Li frowned, and Jiang Shiming said, "I'll go drive first."

After a while, Mu Liyue's phone rang several times, and it was Jiang Shiming who drove over.

Stepping out of the hospital gate, they were immediately surrounded by reporters carrying long and short guns. In order to grab the headlines, they spared no effort to squeeze forward, and the microphones almost hit people's faces directly.

Seeing that Wen Li was being grabbed by several hands, Mu Li's face darkened, and the corners of his lips were drawn into a straight line.

With a flick of his long arm, he pulled Wen Li into his arms, protecting him tightly.

His eyes swept over the reporters, his voice was low, and he added some warning: "Get out of the way."

With Wen Li in his arms, he walked quickly through the group of reporters, bent over and got into the car, and Jiang Shiming drove quickly.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the police station.

Wei Xi didn't come by herself, her manager and her lawyer were waiting at the police station to leave them.

Wen Li and Mu Liyue went with a policewoman to take notes. In fact, the parking lot was monitored, and the police had already been called out to check it out. They just followed the rules and went through the process.

After the questioning, they signed, and the judicial procedure followed.

Jiang Shiming and Wei Xi's manager stayed behind to deal with the follow-up. Mu Liyue was injured, bled so much, his face remained pale, and he still had a low-grade fever. After leaving the police station, Wen Li took him home.

The fanatical illegitimate fans hurt Mu Liyue, and there was a lot of trouble on the Internet.

The first one to come to light was an entertainment reporter.

He uploaded a recorded video.

In the video, Mu Liyue pulled Wen Li away at a critical moment, and blocked it by himself. Because he couldn't avoid it, he could only grab the knife with his bare hands.

The video he uploaded was as long as 3 minutes, and it almost completely restored what happened in the underground parking lot, but his perspective was relatively biased, and the expressions of Mu Liyue and Wen Li were not specific.

Netizens all exploded.

#木离越伤弱#, #私生粉伤人#, #朱妇越护闻似伤养# and other topics have climbed up the hot searches one after another.

The entire Internet is filled with righteous indignation and crusade against illegitimate fans.

After all, almost every traffic stream has encountered illegitimate fans. Illegitimate fans have always been self-centered, egoistic, and extremely double-standard. They are complacent about prying into other people's privacy and causing trouble to others.

The officials of the Communist Youth League personally came off the stage, calling for rational pursuit of stars, and popularized the law to everyone.

Mu Fan was extremely worried.

The powder is also very bad.

At this time, anyone who provokes them will be bombed.

Fortunately, black fans can't jump up at all. After all, this time it involves illegitimate fans hurting people. As long as they are fans in the prostitute circle, they can empathize and feel very angry. In this matter alone, no matter who the fans are, they will all be twisted together. Rope, whoever jumps now, scold first.

In the afternoon, the heat continued to ferment.

Post bar, forum, Weibo swiping screen discussion.

[To be honest, I watched the 3-minute video several times, and I was shocked.Everyone knows that people have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and subconsciously block harm for others without considering that they will be hurt. Unless it is someone who loves you very much, it is absolutely impossible to do otherwise.

I always say that Shuangli is a bundled marketing, and sooner or later it will be untied. Now I retract this sentence. As far as Mu Liyue is concerned, he definitely likes Wenli. 】

【I was also stunned. Mu Liyue pulled Wen Li away and stood in front of Wen Li. It was absolutely subconscious. He didn't hesitate for a second, and just protected Wen Li like that. 】

[I asked my boyfriend what he would do in such a situation, and he honestly said that he might hesitate. 】

[Although it is inappropriate to discuss this, but really, Mu Liyue's feelings for Wenli are definitely love. 】

[Is no one paying attention to Wenli?With that "brother" in his trembling voice, his face turned pale with worry, and he suddenly looked at a loss. Would he not like Mu Liyue? 】

【Absolutely love each other!To this day, I am really into Shuangli, they are true love. 】

[There is a new video on the Internet. It is Mu Liyue and Wen Li who were surrounded by reporters when they left the hospital. 】

[First scolding the reporter, and then I screamed ahhhh! 】

[Is the countdown to the official announcement?Anyway, I have accepted it, and I have successfully changed from my brother's girlfriend fan to my career fan. 】

[Official announcement, this video further proves that Mu Liyue is a dog licker. 】

[You blind fans, especially Mu fans, where is your ceiling combat power?Your steam cooking has been used so much, you are still applauding here!Phew, stupid! 】

After Zhang Qi typed these two sentences, he closed the forum and reopened the TV series played by the goddess Shi Ran with relish.

His goddess is so kind and gentle, what kind of mistress must be Wen Li's fault.

Smell away from this scum.

When he failed to insult his goddess, he became angry and got her banned.

He must find evidence that Wen Li used Mu Liyue and stepped on Mu Liyue's position, let him experience the feeling of everyone shouting and beating him, and also expose Mu Liyue's true face of licking dogs to everyone, so that he can go from here The altar fell!

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Wen Li drove Mu Liyue back home.

The home they share.

Mu Liyue had a low fever, Wen Li helped him to lie down on the bed, took out the medicine prescribed by Fu Shi'an, and asked him to take it.

He waited by the bed until Mu Liyue fell asleep before leaving the room lightly.

It would be past five in the evening.

The setting sun came in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the living room was not lit, half of it was hidden in darkness, and half of it was illuminated in warm orange.

Wen Li found a spare phone, reinstalled the SIM card, and as soon as he turned it on, dozens of missed calls and unread text messages popped up. When he clicked on WeChat, they were all messages from people who cared about him.

Sitting down on the sofa, he picked important people to reply first, then looked at the time and found that it was almost six o'clock.

He had to cook something for Mu Liyue.

Thinking so, Wen Li stood up, pulled on his slippers and walked into the kitchen.

But standing in the kitchen, Wen Li encountered another difficulty.As a kitchen killer, he can fry the kitchen. He is very self-aware. What can he cook?

……never mind.

It's better to order takeout.

He stared at the firewood, rice, oil and salt for a long time, and sighed resignedly.

He took out his mobile phone and was about to order takeaway when the phone rang suddenly. He glanced at the caller ID and a small light bulb suddenly lit up in his head.

"Mom." He answered the phone with a sweet voice.

Wen's mother responded and said worriedly: "I saw the news, Xiao Li, are you okay? And Li Yue's kid, I watched the video, he saved you but got injured instead, is he okay?"

"I'm fine, brother... Li Yue made a deep cut and got stitches." He returned to the kitchen with his phone in his hand, "Mom, can you teach me how to cook porridge, I want to give brother... Li Yue Make some porridge."

Mother Wen didn't notice Wen Li's changed address, "You'd better order takeaway, let the restaurant make it lighter, and just don't add taboo things."

"..."

Wen Li shrugged: "Mom!"

"I don't worry about your cooking." Mother Wen said, "Otherwise, you can call Xinxin and ask her to teach you at home. No one is watching you. I'm afraid you will not only blow up the kitchen, but also hurt you." to myself."

Wen Li couldn't laugh or cry, "You are definitely my biological mother."

Of course, Wen Li couldn't really ask his sister for help, not to mention that Wen Xin has classes tonight, he has Wen Xin's schedule, and the classes are very full.

With nothing to do, he resigned himself to ordering takeaway.

But I feel a little awkward.

When the takeaway came, Mu Liyue just woke up, Wen Li poured the lean meat porridge into a bowl, and brought it into the room.Put the porridge on the bedside table first, he helped Mu Liyue sit up, put a pillow on his lower back, and then brought back the porridge for Mu Liyue.

Mu Liyue didn't pick it up, feeling weak, "A Li, my hand hurts."

After finishing speaking, he quietly stared at Wen Li, with light shining in his black eyes, and a slight smile.

She was imitating him to act like a spoiled child!

But, he is very hungry.

Wen Li met Mu Liyue's eyes, knowing it well, but wanted to say a few words, "I want you to tell me straight."

Mu Liyue's eyes showed a bit of brilliance, and he put his left hand on the back of Wen Li's hand, "Then Ah Li, feed me."

"OK."

Smell the ending sound raised, sweet.

The porridge was no longer hot, it was warm, Wen Li fed it to Mu Liyue spoonful by spoonful, and stared at Mu Liyue unblinkingly from his drooping eyelashes.

After feeding, he put down the bowl, and thought of ordering takeaway again tomorrow, he couldn't help feeling frustrated.

"What's the matter?" Mu Liyue took his hand, and his five fingers slipped into his, interlocking.

Wen Li raised his eyes, looked at him for a while, then bent down and lay down on his knees, "It's nothing, I'm just reflecting."

"Reflection?"

"Well, I'm the kitchen killer thing."

Mu Li was stunned for a moment, and Wen Li said: "I think about it carefully, every time I get sick, you always make delicious food for me, but when it comes to you, I can only order takeaway.

As a boyfriend, I seem a bit incompetent. "

"No." Mu Liyue said slowly, "Ah Li loves me, staying by my side is enough."

Wen Li rubbed his cheek against his leg through the quilt, then raised his eyes, "So I said, will you spoil me?"

Rubbing his cheek with his fingertips, Mu Liyue's hoarse voice was low and deep, and he whispered, "I want to spoil you."

In this way, you will never be able to leave me again.

The author has something to say:

Wen Xin, debuting in Chapter 13, Wen Li's younger sister.

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