The correct posture of gratitude

"I heard that you didn't agree with Chen Haonan's treatment plan for Anning?" Fang Yu called Lin Cheng.

"Hmm." The bodyguard's voice sounded more gloomy than the last time we met.

"Why? I know there are certain risks, but Chen Haonan said that if you control it well, the chance of recovery is still relatively high. From what he said, it should be that you have more confidence in yourself. I think you can give it a try."

After a long silence, Lin Cheng over there said: "He has suffered a lot. I don't want him to have to suffer all over again just to think of me."

Fang Yu understood instantly, pondered for a moment, and said, "Then what are you going to do? Do you want to keep this situation? Or send him back to An Zhiyuan in order to completely cut off his troubles?"

The bodyguard didn't answer.

There were clear and frolicking laughter in the courtyard. He walked to the window and looked down. His boy was wearing a white and comfortable home clothes, holding a flying saucer and a tempting sausage, and he was following a short-legged Ke The base had a lot of fun.

The corner of the bodyguard's mouth curled up, recalling that in the long past, his young master also raised a dog, which was a handsome German shepherd.

It is clear that the young master is doing his best to feed the shepherd dog every day, but the dog is more intimate with the bodyguards around the young master, often leaving the rightful owner aside, wagging its big tail and rubbing against the bodyguards to be courteous.

As a result, the shepherd dog was sent to the pet market by the narrow-minded and jealous little owner to sell at a low price.He even looked coldly at the bodyguards for many days.Until he came up with a new idea, let the bodyguard pretend to be a shepherd dog when no one was around, roll over clumsily in front of him and act like a baby, and run on all fours to catch the flying saucer thrown by the owner.After such a toss, the young master finally calmed down.

But since then, the teenager has never had a pet again.

It may be that he is afraid of being hit by his lack of charm, or it may be that he already has the most obedient and caring pet in the world.

Now that he has forgotten his past, he is playing with the puppy again. The smile on his face is shining brightly in the sun, just as pure and beautiful as before.

"Hey!" The young master suddenly shouted without turning his head: "Are you peeking at me again?"

The bodyguard stared at his back silently.

"I know you're looking at me, I can feel it." The young master said confidently.

A cool breeze blew into the bodyguard's heart, and he thought: There is no way he will send him away.Even if he doesn't remember him, even if he refuses Dr. Chen's treatment plan because he doesn't want him to suffer again.

Just like this.

He doesn't need him to remember him, remember the unforgettable past.

As long as he is within reach of his eyes, watching him laughing carefreely and heartily, and then listening to him without looking back, it is enough to feel his assertion.

**

The bodyguard spared as much time as possible to quietly accompany the young master.

But he still has a lot of time to go out and deal with things.

On this day, he came back a bit late, and he still smelled faintly of alcohol.

He really wanted to see his boy first, but he was afraid that the smell on his body would annoy him, so he hurried to the bathroom to clean it.

After taking a shower, he walked barefoot on the carpet to the door of An Ning's room, and when he quietly opened the door to enter, he found that the man had disappeared on the wide soft bed.

Recently, An Ning has been taking the medicine prescribed by Dr. Chen, which will keep his mood from fluctuating too much, and he will sleep well at night.

Usually this time is when he is sleeping soundly.

Lin Cheng was concerned, but flustered. He panicked and strode into the room, groping for the bed that obviously no one was sleeping on.

After regaining his senses for a while, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the bathroom, although he knew that it was unlikely that someone was there.

Because his young master would always turn on the lights when he got up at night, and never act in the dark.

Just as he left the bed and walked towards the door of the bathroom step by step, suddenly his waist tightened, a warm and soft body leaned against his back, and his hands hugged him tightly.

"You came back very late today!" The boy buried his face on his back and said vaguely: "If you come back so late in the future, I won't live here!"

The bodyguard's whole body was as stiff as a fossil, only the place where the person's skin was in contact was burning like a fire.

"Because you didn't come back, I didn't fall asleep. So you have to pay for my sleep."

As he said that, the young master let go of his hand and turned to hold the bodyguard's arm. He pulled it all the way to the bed, and then pushed the tall bodyguard down on the big bed without much force.

The young master rearranged the positions of the pillows, got into the arms of the bodyguard, pulled the quilt over the two of them, and fell asleep just like that.

The bodyguard didn't dare to move, didn't dare to make a sound, and didn't dare to tense up too much, for fear that it would make the young master uncomfortable.

In the end, he tried his best to adjust his uncontrollable heartbeat, and tried his best not to even breathe.

"Hey..." The young master said lazily, "If you don't breathe, you will suffocate to death!"

The bodyguard let out a long and soft breath, but he was still tense and didn't dare to be too comfortable.

The young master's hand slowly groped up, gently tracing his facial features with his fingers.

"I still don't remember anything about what happened between us. I don't even remember what you look like if I don't look at the photos."

The bodyguard pursed his lips slightly, not daring to make a sound.

"However, I feel very comfortable, the kind of comfort that is very solid in my heart. I don't know why I feel this way, but I just want to stay by your side and never leave..."

The bodyguard raised his arms and hugged the young master tightly into his arms.

The familiar yet unfamiliar heat swept the young master's body in a very short period of time.

He didn't premeditate, it should just be an instinct.

He raised his body slightly, followed the guidance of his body, and found the bodyguard's still pursed lips.

The momentary touch sparked sparks, stirring up thunder and fire.

The two bodies that have been separated for several years are close together again, as if trying to devour each other's stomach, twisting and rubbing, entangled until death...

**

Fang Yu got off the plane and got into the car sent by Lin Cheng to pick him up.

When the car passed by the mall, he asked the driver to stop.

"I have to buy some nutritional supplements when I come to visit patients, please wait for me here." Fang Yu said politely to the driver.

After shopping, he didn't continue to get into the car, but walked straight to an inconspicuous car temporarily parked on the side of the road, and knocked on the window glass.

The glass was lowered, and An Zhiyuan was sitting in the back seat.

"Mr. An, you are already with me, why don't we ride in the same car?"

An Zhiyuan stared at him indifferently and remained silent.

Fang Yu sighed exaggeratedly, and said again: "I'm really not joking. You know An Ning's heart disease. Although Lin Cheng insisted on taking him to City D, his body and spirit have been tossed into disrepair during this period. If you continue, I'm afraid..."

As he said that, he sighed sadly again, and continued: "So, we advised him, for the sake of his safety, let him go back to Lincheng to recuperate for a while. This time I came here specially to pick him up. An Ning came."

An Zhiyuan still looked at him coldly and did not speak.

Fang Yu was looked at very helplessly by him, and finally said: "All right, all right, to be honest, Lin Cheng didn't want to send An Ning back to Lincheng, he said he wanted me to help get him to City A first. But you died all the way. Stare at me, how am I going?"

"You ask him out, and I'll talk to him face to face." An Zhiyuan said.

Fang Yu was helpless, stood up and walked a little further, took out his mobile phone and dialed Lin Cheng's number.

After a while, he walked to the car and handed the phone to An Zhiyuan.

"Hey," An Zhiyuan's tone was murderous: "Do you really want him to die?"

Silence on the other end of the phone.

"Let me take him away." An Zhiyuan said again.

But the other end of the phone hung up all of a sudden.

An Zhiyuan was so angry that he raised his hand to drop the phone, but fortunately Fang Yu rescued him with quick eyesight and quick hands.

"He said he can let you meet An Ning, but he can't take him away. Do you want to go? He also told you not to bring too many people." Fang Yu said.

An Zhiyuan's cheek muscles twitched with hatred, and in the end he only took a personal bodyguard out of the car, and followed Fang Yu into the car sent by Lin Cheng.

**

An Ning opened her eyes, and the people next to her had already left before dawn, like a shy snail girl.

An Ning reached out and touched the place where the man had been lying, with a sweet and charming chuckle on his face.

He moved himself, buried his face in the pillow, inhaled forcefully, and greedily smelled the remaining breath on it.

Yu Wen was reminiscing about last night when he suddenly heard a noisy quarrel outside the window.

He got up and put on his clothes, feeling that the quarreling sound was very familiar.

Walking to the window and poking his head out, he saw his father leading one of his subordinates, questioning and shoving the silent Lin Cheng loudly.

And Fang Yu, a friend whom we haven't seen for a while, is trying to persuade them.

Suddenly, the father's subordinate seemed to get excited, and went to pull Lin Cheng's arm.

The father beside him also suddenly intervened in the action, and the three of them twisted into a ball for a moment.

An Ning's heart skipped a beat, and her face instantly turned pale. She didn't know if it was because of seeing Lin Cheng's appearance, or because of the sudden fierce conflict.

He was trembling with his hands on the window sill, and was about to gather his energy and turn around to go downstairs when suddenly the battle over there stopped.

Lin Cheng's tall body shook a few times before he fell to the ground.

When An Ning came to him, Lin Cheng's white shirt was already stained red with blood.

His lips began to lose their color. Seeing An Ning approaching, he stretched out his blood-stained hand towards him, trying to comfort him: "A Ning...don't be afraid..."

Fang Yu shouted for help, An Zhiyuan and that subordinate stood aside, their faces full of surprise and incomprehension.

An Ning suddenly hugged her head and screamed in horror.

It's not just pain and resistance like before.This time, his cry was desperate, like a small animal trapped in a trap and losing its last vitality.

A tube of injection pierced his shoulder and arm muscles, and An Zhiyuan rushed over to stop him after noticing it: "Who are you? What did you do to my son?"

But his hand failed to touch his son's body, and he was pulled away by the bodyguards pouring out of the house, and was taken away together with his personal servant.

The medicine took effect quickly, and An Ning's body became limp and fell into a coma.

Lin Cheng nodded slightly to the Maitreya Buddha-like Doctor Chen.

Dr. Chen asked An Ning to carefully help An Ning back to the bedroom, and he quickly opened the medicine box to perform simple hemostasis for Lin Cheng.

Fang Yu was sweating coldly at the side, and complained: "I said it's fine to use a fake blood bag. How can you be like this? It doesn't hurt, right? What will An Ning do if she really dies? Chu Yanfei scolded me to death."

Lin Cheng smiled weakly: "I owe it to Mr., and if I return it to him with blood, I will be able to keep An Ning well, right?"

Fang Yu disdainfully "cut" and said: "He broke your ribs and legs seven years ago, and kept you and An Ning Tianya away from seeing each other. He has committed many evils long ago!"

Lin Cheng didn't speak any more, he turned his eyes to the direction where An Ning left, and all his thoughts flew there.

**

In the dream, Dr. Chen's soft and deep voice sounded: "If he is a demon that makes you hurt and make you suffer. Then tell me, did you see his destruction just now?"

"Look, I see..." An Ning closed her eyes and murmured softly.

"Then are you still afraid of him? He has disappeared, and his appearance will no longer hurt you."

"Uh...has it disappeared? Um...it really disappeared..." An Ning kept repeating, slowly becoming choked up, and began to sob softly.

"I, don't want... don't want him to disappear...he is...he is Cheng, he is my Cheng!"

Dr. Chen continued to give comfort and guidance.When tired, give him milk or porridge with a soothing potion.

Three days later, An Ning woke up from a deep sleep, looked up at the dazzling sunlight outside the window, as if in a lifetime.