Why do you have a crush on me again

Qu Yun has been doing some exercises for more than a week after that, but he was seriously injured by the virus infection, and his body has undergone surgery. It is not easy for him to survive. Now he has to deal with these guys, Qu Yun has to say ...the situation is not good.

"So, this is training for them, and for me, it is a matter of life and death." Qu Yun stared at Coster coldly.

This man will not hesitate to obliterate everything he does not agree with.

Coster sneered and blew out a smoke ring, and replied, "Yes."

After finishing speaking, someone rushed up impatiently. Qu Yun has never been so grateful for his rigorous body. No matter how many bad habits there are, at least he has been doing a good job in physical fitness management.

And as a sniper, his instant reflexes are absolutely top-notch.

The opponent's fist was not aimed at Qu Yun's face, but at his neck, but no one saw how Qu Yun did it. He grabbed the name tag on the opponent's neck, pulled it in the opposite direction, and then punched hard. With a single hammer, he punched the opponent's name tag into his chest abruptly, and then kicked it away.

Coster, who was watching from the side, stared.

"Press it tightly, otherwise you will lose too much blood and you will really die." Qu Yun said coldly.

The atmosphere instantly seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and the air was chilly.

The others took off the name tags on their bodies one after another and threw them aside, lest they become Qu Yun's weapon to kill them.

Just when they thought that Qu Yun would focus on defense, he strode towards the guy next to him with a single punch and hit the most vulnerable part of the man. The guy was still surprised, but that kind of pain was not something Enduring it, his face flushed immediately and fell down. The others were about to subdue Qu Yun, but they didn't expect Qu Yun to roll over from that guy and run at full speed.

Qu Yun's reaction was completely different from the battle of trapped beasts they had imagined, on the contrary it was neat and decisive.

Coster suddenly understood what Qu Yun wanted to do, and he yelled: "You idiots stop him!"

Qu Yun's target was the lamp post in the training room. He punched the outside glass cover as if he didn't feel any pain. When someone caught up, Qu Yun suddenly lowered his body, grabbed the shards of glass with both hands, and scratched the opponent's body. Ankle, and then he pushed up with his hand, directly piercing the opponent's chin, and then threw a throw, and the fragments pierced the other person's eye, and the entire training room became a Shura field.

Qu Yun was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but no one really subdued him.He's always skilfully out of gang fights, like a slippery loach.

Another sharp push down, a shard of glass pierced into the opponent's instep, Qu Yun turned sideways and punched upwards, slapping the opponent's throat hard.

The others were about to cooperate to catch him, and just touched Qu Yun's shoulder, this guy slipped away.

Coster stood on the sidelines, but he still held back and didn't do it himself. In his cognition, he didn't believe that no matter how powerful Qu Yun was, he could kill so many people at once.

As if anything can become Qu Yun's weapon, for him, it's all in one go, once he relaxes, he will let the mermaid go.

Someone also picked up the fragment and wanted to attack Qu Yun, but Qu Yun had a sneer on his mouth, and he raised his foot and bumped into the fragment with his heel, but the fragment pierced into the opponent's palm instead, and there was another burst of painful wailing.

At this time, Qu Yun rushed to Coster, his eyes were sharp like breaking through thousands of troops.

There was a touch of excitement in Coster's eyes, as if to say: Boy, if you dare to approach me, I will break your throat!

But Qu Yun suddenly slid over on one knee, not only quickly, but unexpectedly, the dagger in Coster's hand brushed against the tip of Qu Yun's nose in a thrilling manner, but in the next second, everyone stood still.

Because Qu Yun shunned the gun that Coss had on his waist.

Qu Yun stood in the distance, looking at Coster coldly.

The forehead was the blood left by the shards of glass, Qu Yun wiped it away casually, and then pulled the safety catch.

"Your gun has bullets in it."

Qu Yun said lightly.

Everyone paused.

Coster narrowed his eyes and said with a sneer, "Can you still kill me?"

Qu Yun raised his gun and grinned: "Are you a pig's brain? Why can't I kill you? If I kill you, I will just replace you."

"Do you think Dr. West trusts you?"

"Trust? How old are you? West doesn't trust anyone, he only wants you to be obedient. But to be obedient, the premise is that it is useful. Once those who protect Lingmo find this island, everyone you trained, It's of no use to me."

Qu Yun was sure that West must be sitting in front of the monitor without taste, admiring all this.

Coster came to Qu Yun in an instant. This guy was obviously big, but he didn't expect to move so fast. He was different from others, and he was more experienced and fast. Qu Yun was caught by him, and his strength was like a boulder pressing on the top. When the hammer hit Qu Yun's back, Qu Yun suspected that his spine was going to be broken, so he fell to the ground with a crash.

Coster's gun was on the back of Qu Yun's head: "Boy, you are too arrogant."

Qu Yun didn't care: "I suggest that you keep your gun muzzle far away from me, otherwise my head will be blown off, and you should be careful to explode the chamber."

At this time someone came in, and hearing the unhurried footsteps, Qu Yun knew it was that West who always pretended to be an English gentleman and drank bullshit afternoon tea.

"Coster, when you assessed rigorously, you said he was not qualified to come to this island. Now? Do you still think so?"

Coster did not move away from the gun, but stepped on Qu Yun's back harder.

"I don't think it's doing us any good to leave this ticking time bomb on."

"So, I need you to teach this wolf to be a guard dog." West walked up to Qu Yun without any fear, squatted down, and pinched Qu Yun's chin, "How about it, rigorous? "

Qu Yun smiled: "You fucking return the money you owe me, be a wolf or a dog, it's up to you."

"What's the use of asking for money if you don't have a chance to go out and spend it?" West asked with a smile.

"With so many people, is it possible that they will never be able to leave this island for the rest of their lives? At most, they will leave and never come back."

"Coster, what do you think? Do you want to just destroy him like this?"

"It's interesting to keep him here." Coster put the gun back and let go of his feet.

But Qu Yun still lay there motionless.

"What are you pretending to be dead?" Coster snorted softly.

"I'm resting." Qu Yun felt that all the bones in his body were aching.

That night, the place where he slept was moved from the ward to the opposite of Coster, in order to facilitate Coster's "education" of him.

West, on the other hand, held Ling Mo's research report and looked at it with one hand on his forehead, narrowing his eyes.

"Teacher, Ling Mo is indeed the fastest researcher among all our researchers. But he always gives me a feeling..." Duke said.

"How does it feel?" West put down the report and raised his head to ask.

"He was already standing at the door, but he still refused to push the door open."

"You mean, he knows how to get results, but he hangs on us all the time, gives us hope, but there is no result."

"Yes. And I think... you thought you could make Ling Mo settle down by being rigorous, but... Ling Mo didn't ask to see Jing Jing, nor did he ask about any situation about Jing Jing. Actually, I'm also curious, What does Ling Mo think of rigorousness?"

"You want to know?" West hooked his fingers towards Duke, Duke lowered his head, and West said a word to him.

Duke stared blankly, and gave West a suspicious look.

At [-] o'clock in the evening of the next day, while other "Black Sparrow" researchers were continuing their work, Ling Mo ignored the incoming research report and clicked off. He never worked overtime.

But the shutdown operation failed, and a video popped up.

It was the picture of Qu Yun taking a shower in the bathroom, and the camera should be installed in the upper left corner of him, but Qu Yun didn't seem to know it, and was looking up at the bubbles in his hair.

Ling Mo's hand, which was about to close the window, stopped.

At this time, Qu Yun turned off the shower, stretched out his arms to press the bath liquid, then spread it all over his body, and then turned on the water to rinse.

When he turned his face to the side, his neck and shoulders stretched out, and Ling Mo's fingers stayed on the mouse without moving.

At this point, other researchers began to complain.

"What's going on here? Where did this video come from?"

"Are we poisoned? Why can't I turn it off?"

"Impossible! The island's system is closed, how could it be infected with a virus?"

"But you can't even turn it off!"

Ling Mo lowered his head slightly, and quickly tapped his fingers on the keyboard. In less than 30 seconds, the video windows on everyone's screens were closed.

"He's not interested in physical rigor," Duke told West.

"Really? But there was an interval of 16 seconds from when he first saw the rigor to when he closed the window. What was he thinking during those 16 seconds?" West asked Duke.

"He was wondering...why did this video pop up?"

"Of course he thought about it. Maybe for a second. For the remaining 15 seconds, he enjoyed it."

"enjoy?"

"If you like someone, you will enjoy seeing the other person showing their body in front of you unconsciously."

But for Qu Yun, he was going crazy.

Because whenever I sleep well at night, Coste, who is opposite, seems to have the authority to open everyone's door, and he will suddenly come in to fix Qu Yun.

For the first time, Qu Yun's arm was almost broken by the other party.

The second time, Qu Yun tried to teach the other party a lesson. Although he successfully punched Coster, his eye socket was also blackened by Coster.

On the third day, Qu Yun worked in the room for a long time before going to bed, made a trap, hung a cup on the door, and put another cup on the handle of the cup, so that the cup would fall when Coster opened the door.

But Qu Yun didn't expect Coster's reaction to be particularly sensitive, and he caught the cup with his toes as soon as it fell.

Due to lack of sleep, Qu Yun was beaten black and blue in the fighting training specially arranged by Coster.

A week later, Coste took Qu Yun and several others to see West, and in the corridor, Qu Yun saw Ling Mo.

His stubble had been shaved clean. Compared with the unkempt appearance of other researchers, he was crisp, a little arrogant and cold.

Qu Yun originally wanted to say hello to the other party, at least they have gone through life and death together, but Ling Mo walked over with his hands in his pockets, as if he hadn't seen Qu Yun.

Qu Yun was extremely lost.

——Probably because he was beaten so badly that Ling Mo didn't recognize him.

Qu Yun comforted himself pitifully.

When West listened to Coster reporting to him all the defense distribution on the island and the situation around the island, he glanced at Qu Yun.

"Strictly, it seems that you have not had a good life recently." West said.

Qu Yun shrugged indifferently.

"That's right. And Coster hasn't let me touch the gun until now, probably because he is afraid that I will be tortured by him to a mental breakdown, so just kill them all."

Coster's expression didn't change, but West couldn't help laughing.

At this time, the alarm sounded.

"what happened?"

Duke walked in quickly: "It's not good, just now the Aika virus No. [-] leaked suddenly!"

"During the virus research? Is the laboratory closed? Are the researchers wearing protective clothing?" West asked.

"No, it's Ling Mo... He put the virus into a capsule, frozen it and held it in his mouth, passed the safety test, and then... let the virus spread in the office... Now the office has been quarantined, and all the researchers present All quarantined!"

"I remember that the virus antibody of Aika II has not been researched yet, right? Is Ling Mo also on the spot?" West asked.

"He put Ekavirus [-] in a coffee pot. Once someone poured coffee, the capsule would melt and the virus would go into the coffee and be drunk by other researchers."

Coster, who listened to all this, showed a surprised expression.

"This Ling Mo... is really different from those idiots. What are you going to do with him?"

West's brows raised, and he looked at Coster with reproachful eyes.

"You didn't provoke all this?"

"I provoked it?" Coster had an expression of "don't blame me".

"You repaired his wolf, which is his revenge and warning to us." West said.

"What..." Coster glanced back at Qu Yun standing behind him.

Qu Yun shrugged innocently: "I haven't even spoken to him."

But my heart started to set off fireworks!As expected of Ling Mo!Seeing his bruised nose and swollen face without showing any signs of expression, I didn't expect such a big battle of revenge!Ha ha ha ha!

Coster said helplessly: "Well, what should we do now? Kill that Ling Mo and throw him into the sea to feed the sharks?"

West smiled coldly: "He will do this because he has already made up his mind about the antibody against Eka-[-]. Duke, where is Ling Mo now?"

"He's in his dormitory, and I sent someone to check on him. He really wanted to sit on the bed and read a book without any reaction."

West's gaze passed over Coster and landed on Qu Yun's face.

"Strictly, you should find someone to show you the wound on your face."

"Hehe, no need." Qu Yun didn't think that West had good intentions.

But West turned his face as if he didn't hear what Qu Yun said, and Duke came to Qu Yun with a medicine box.

"If you don't trust the doctors on the island, why don't you ask Ling Mo to look at them for you?"

"Ling Mo? No need! If I have a medicine kit, I can treat the wound myself!"

Qu Yun always felt that West asked him to go to Ling Mo with bad intentions.

But Coster said very cooperatively: "You just do what Dr. West said, and I don't have to trouble you tonight."

Qu Yun was helpless, what kind of deal is this.

"If Ling Mo comes to die, he himself is actually infected with that Eka virus? Didn't you say that he left the laboratory with the frozen capsule in his mouth?"

"The capsules didn't melt so quickly in his mouth. After he threw the capsules into the coffee pot, he went back to his bedroom. Others had symptoms of infection, but Ling Mo was fine," Duke said.

But Qu Yun thought why Ling Mo was so scary?

"Hey, do you want to eat bullets?" Coster asked with a sneer.

"I don't want to eat bullets, I just want to eat."

After finishing speaking, Qu Yun turned around carrying the medicine box.

Coster gestured to West with his eyes, whether he should follow up and watch, West shook his head.

Qu Yun came to Ling Mo's room. The way Ling Mo leaned on the bed and read a book made Qu Yun's mind wander, as if he was back in his youth. He was still Mo Xiaobei. He read comics, Ling Mo looked at engineering book of.

"Hey, West said that I don't trust the doctors on the island, and told me to come to you to help me treat the wound. I said I can deal with it myself, and Coste said he would treat me to the bullet." Qu Yun tilted his head with a look on his face. Helpless, with a look of "I didn't mean to trouble you".

Ling Mo put down the book in his hand, patted the edge of his bed lightly, and signaled him to go over.

Qu Yun strode over and put the medicine box by the bed.

Ling Mo stretched out his finger, and as it approached, Qu Yun's originally calm heartbeat became disordered.

Ling Mo's fingertips were very light, just when Qu Yun thought that the other party seemed to be checking the bruise on Qu Yun's face, his fingers suddenly pinched Qu Yun's cheek with force.

"Fuck - what are you doing!"

"Open your mouth, I'll look inside."

Obviously the wound on his face didn't hurt at all, but the wound on his mouth was what really killed him.

Can't eat, can't sleep well, now being pinched by Ling Mo, Qu Yun's tears and saliva will be mixed together, and he will go straight to the west.

But the previous experience with Ling Mo made Qu Yun understand a truth, that is, he must follow Ling Mo's hair.

So, he opened his mouth resignedly, "Ah—"

Ling Mo pinched the tweezers with his fingers, and put the anti-inflammatory medicine on Qu Yun. Qu Yun started humming again, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

"When I dug out the bullet, why didn't I see you like this?" Ling Mo lowered his eyes as he spoke, and his breath passed over Qu Yun's lips... For Qu Yun, it was really tormenting!

Finally able to shut up, Qu Yun covered half of his face and said, "These two kinds of pain are different!"

"What's different?" Ling Mo said as he brushed his fingers over the corners of Qu Yun's eyes, and his thumb wiped away Qu Yun's tears.

Two seconds later, when Qu Yun realized what Ling Mo had done, he stood there in a daze, and Ling Mo had already sat back on his bed, with his hands on his knees naturally, like a parent examining a child who did something wrong .

Qu Yun knew very well that Ling Mo liked to be clean and didn't like other people's sweat stains including tears, but once he put it in his heart, he could bear anything.

"Now tell me, how did you get your face like this?"

Ling Mo's tone seemed to be asking him, "Tell me, why did you fail the exam again this time?"

Qu Yun rubbed his nose. He felt ashamed to be repaired by others, and he didn't want to share the process with Ling Mo at all.

But Ling Mo was very patient. He could wait for an hour without saying a word and wait for Qu Yun to prepare his mind.

Probably because of Ling Mo's release of the virus, there were two people in his room watching over him, but Ling Mo was able to ignore them.

But Qu Yun can't.

If these two people are not in order, they are Coster's people.He is talking bad about Coster here, and he will be repaired by Coster later.

"Someone fixed you?"

"Um……"

"You are very skilled. There are not many people who can beat you like this. That guy fixes you every day?"

"Um……"

"During training?"

"After going to bed at night... those who didn't know thought he had a crush on me..."

Ling Mo glanced at the two people over there, then suddenly pulled out the lampshade of the bedside lamp, poured out the kettle, put two more books, then stood up, and said to Qu Yun, "Come with me. I'll show you the sunflowers I planted."

"There is no sun here, you planted ghost sunflowers?" Qu Yun didn't know what tricks Ling Mo was playing.

"I take him outside every day when I go out in the sun."

Ling Mo brought a very small flowerpot in front of Qu Yun like a teacup.

Sure enough, there were a few small yellow flowers with their heads up. They were small and fragile, but they yearned for the sky very persistently.

"Is it cute?" Ling Mo suddenly approached Qu Yun and spoke softly.

Qu Yun originally reached out to catch the sunflower, but the moment he heard Ling Mo's voice, he subconsciously wanted to retract his finger, but Ling Mo raised his finger slightly and pressed Qu Yun's finger back to the little one very accurately. on the flowerpot.

"Don't move." Ling Mo's voice was still very soft.

He lowered his head slightly, with tenderness in his eyes.

Qu Yun suddenly understood that whenever Ling Mo spoke softly, every word was just for him.

"pretty."

As soon as Qu Yun raised his eyes, he saw Ling Mo turned his face to the side, as if he was going to kiss him. Qu Yun's eyes were so hot that they were cracked, but Ling Mo just rubbed the corner of his lips against the little yellow flower.

"Hey, please help me get the watch by the bed." Ling Mo turned his face and said in a cold voice.

Two obvious attitudes when talking with Qu Yun.

A man guarding inside reluctantly walked over, stood on the edge of Ling Mo's bed, bent down to lift his pillow.

The author has something to say: DAY67

Qu Yun: Hey, you seem to be planning something?

Ling Mo: Does that Coster come into your room every day?

Qu Yun: Yes.

Ling Mo: Do ​​you have physical contact every night?

Qu Yun: I was beaten...Of course there was physical contact...

Ling Mo: Do ​​you suspect that he has a crush on you?

Qu Yun: I'm not suspicious, I'm just being sarcastic...

Ling Mo: Teach you to kill him.

Qu Yun: Oh also!