Why do you have a crush on me again

"Press it when you're ready!" Sheng Yingxi was also taken aback.

Anyway, he is a well-known handsome man in the academic world, not to mention his messy hair and bloodshot face from the car window, Qu Yun even sympathizes with him!

But the "Black Sparrow" on the other side of Sheng Yingxi ran over unwillingly, and squeezed Sheng Yingxi's car body towards Qu Yun, causing the tires on Qu Yun's side to leave the ground.

Qu Yun studied for a long time, finally pressed a button, and finally retracted the grapple on Sheng Yingxi's side.

Sheng Yingxi, who lost her balance, made a semicircle on the spot, and was pulled back by the "Black Sparrow" on the other side.

That scene is more exciting than a roller coaster.

As soon as Chu Ning screamed, she hit her head on the side door and passed out.

At this time, Ling Mo's car hit the opponent from behind, and his ass was almost knocked away.

Qu Yun could understand how aggrieved the "Black Sparrow" people were. They wanted to blow Ling Mo to pieces but they couldn't launch anything.

Qu Yun made a downward gesture to Sheng Yingxi, and Sheng Yingxi understood immediately, and desperately slowed down the car, the tires and the ground made almost screaming sounds, and the speed of the "Black Sparrow" on the other side was also pulled down.

Qu Yun drove the car directly in front of the opponent, blocking him.

There was Qu Yun in the front, Ling Mo in the back, and Sheng Yingxi who was pulling on the left side also became a burden, and there was no point in continuing the stalemate.

"Black Sparrow" resolutely let go of the grapple that was holding Sheng Yingxi, increased its horsepower and slammed into Qu Yun fiercely, with the momentum to crush Qu Yun into powder.

Ling Mo, who was sitting in the back seat, opened his eyes wide. The driver wanted to help Qu Yun but couldn't do anything.

Qu Yun turned the steering wheel urgently, but the car was still knocked over. With a bang, the world turned upside down. Qu Yun quickly raised his hand to support the roof of the car, and "Black Sparrow" rushed out.

And several helicopters in the sky rushed over, and the black sparrow was still rushing forward, but the helicopter directly dropped some kind of metal disc, which slammed on the roof of the car, and the electric charge released caused the car to lose its forward momentum in an instant. , lost control and hit the side of the road.

Someone from the helicopter slid down and surrounded the car of the "Black Sparrow".

Qu Yun was crushed sideways in the car, he felt terribly painful, just now his chest hit the steering wheel, the side glass was cracked, at least several cuts were drawn on his body, his calf was trembling, he felt The hot fluid left...was his blood.

Ling Mo opened the car door and hurried away.

Xiaoheng chased like crazy: "Professor Ling, don't go there! I'll come!"

But Ling Mo waved Xiao Heng away, came to Qu Yun's car window, and glanced at him. Qu Yun turned his face sideways with difficulty. excitement.

Without saying a word, Ling Mo immediately raised his leg and kicked the glass open.

"What are you doing here! Let's go! I can come out by myself!"

Qu Yun became anxious, he smelled the smell of gasoline, and Ling Mo was in front of him, scaring his adrenaline soaring, the seat belt was obviously stuck, but Qu Yun didn't know where the strength came from, and grabbed the glass shards Just desperately cut.

When it was cut in half, Ling Mo's hand reached in and severed it.

He grabbed Qu Yun's shoulder and pulled it out so hard that Qu Yun's bones were almost broken.

"Go! Go!"

Qu Yun's leg was bleeding. Before he could push Ling Mo, Ling Mo picked him up and rushed out.

There was a loud "bang--" behind him, which was deafening.

Qu Yun understood for the first time what a split liver and gallbladder is.

The force of the impact made them fall forward. Qu Yun fell with his head backwards, but Ling Mo's hands held his head tightly. When they fell to the ground, the two of them slid far away.

Qu Yun's ears rang and he could only feel Ling Mo's weight.

After two seconds, Ling Mo lay on top of him and remained motionless, Qu Yun's heart went cold from his heart to his fingertips.

He bent his knee, his calf hurt terribly, but he still hugged Ling Mo tightly.

"Ling Mo... Ling Mo, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." Ling Mo slowly raised his upper body and looked down at Qu Yun.

A trace of blood slid down from the corner of his forehead, Qu Yun opened his eyes and touched it with his hands.

"Don't touch it, it's just scratched."

Ling Mo touched Qu Yun's forehead with one hand, and slowly moved down, sliding across his cheek.

He looked at him, his gaze seemed to fall from the sky thousands of miles away, Qu Yun froze there and couldn't move.

The fire hadn't been extinguished yet, and the air was full of unpleasant smells, but Ling Mo's face was jumping in the fire, as if it was about to burst open.

Qu Yun swallowed, because Ling Mo lowered his face again, his lips were very close to him, and Xiao Heng's voice sounded.

"Professor Ling! Professor Ling! Are you okay!"

"I'm fine." Ling Mo replied.

His breath flowed into Qu Yun's lips along with his voice, and the heart that was so tense that it was about to burst was so nervous that it wanted to tremble at this moment, but it could only stand still there.

Ling Mo clasped the back of Qu Yun's head with one hand, and pressed it into his chest.

The heartbeat there was very loud, as if it was out of balance just for Qu Yun.

After dozens of seconds, Ling Mo didn't let go. Qu Yun felt that his head was about to be split open by Ling Mo's hand.

It's a fear, a hundred times the fear of losing because the lost is found.

Xiao Heng stood there stupidly, not knowing whether to step forward or back.

The medical team is here.

Chu Ning suffered a slight concussion because her head hit the car window, and was sent to the emergency helicopter.

Sheng Yingxi walked up to them wearing a blanket.

"Thank you for coming to save me."

Ling Mo didn't speak.

Sheng Yingxi let out a breath, and said, "Ling Mo, you have to let go. Otherwise, your little follower's legs will bleed like rivers."

Only then did Ling Mo let go of his hand, Qu Yun tilted his head and looked at Sheng Yingxi, very grateful!

At this time, the stretcher was pushed over, and Qu Yun stood up only to find that not only did Nima's leg hurt so much that she wanted to go to the sky, her back was also burning, and she probably scratched it when she was pulled out of the car window!

Qu Yun bared his teeth, and hopped twice on one leg. Who knew that Ling Mo's hand supported his waist, and he directly supported him up.Ling Mo followed the helicopter all the way.

But in the cabin, he was very quiet, but when he looked at Qu Yun so quietly, Qu Yun felt a little scary.

As if to be swallowed up.

"'Black Sparrow' has already set their minds on your group of relatives and friends." Qu Yun said sullenly.

"The security levels of Sheng Yingxi and Chu Ning have been raised," Ling Mo replied.

"Oh."

Qu Yun's leg was stitched with twelve stitches. While biting the chocolate, he watched his wound being nailed together with a "click, click".

His back was even worse.

The shirt was covered in blood red, and there were six or seven wounds in total. They were all long, but not deep.

Living in the Juli Group's medical center at night, Qu Yun couldn't lie down, he could only lie on his stomach, with the mobile phone next to his face, playing a game with one hand that made Qu Yun feel mentally handicapped.

After moving twice, he bared his teeth.

He once asked the doctor to give him a painkiller, but the other party said calmly: You are not having dystocia, what kind of painkiller do you want?

Qu Yun deeply felt that he was despised.

Someone came in, and by the footsteps, he knew it was Ling Mo.

Qu Yun tilted his head, but he didn't expect that the other party was sitting on the other side of his hospital bed. Qu Yun was wondering if this guy did it on purpose.

Just as Qu Yun was about to turn his head back, he felt something warm resting on his back, and immediately froze.

Because it was Ling Mo's finger.

"Does it still hurt?" His voice was very soft, and Qu Yun's heart suddenly softened.

"It hurts." Qu Yun replied sullenly.

"What if you haven't come out when the car explodes?"

Ling Mo's voice was low, as if he was asking Qu Yun, but also asking himself.

"Then be dead."

"It sounds like you're not even afraid of death."

"In the past, I always felt that apart from life and death, nothing really mattered in this life."

When everything seemed peaceful, Qu Yun felt that he could finally stop and say something he had always wanted to say.

"What about now?"

"And you."

Qu Yun didn't look into the other person's eyes, because he saw it, but he couldn't speak out.

Ling Mo's fingers came to Qu Yun's shoulder blade, where there was a small round divergent scar: "How did this come about?"

"Injured." Qu Yun replied.

Ling Mo seemed to be lowering his body, he must be very close to him, otherwise Qu Yun would not have felt the breath of the other party on his back.

It's hot, itchy, and comes and goes.

"What about here?" Ling Mo slowly slid up along a scar near Qu Yun's lumbar spine.

"Sword wound!" Qu Yun shrugged his shoulders, and wanted to tell Ling Mo not to touch it, but Ling Mo seemed to be very interested in every scar on Qu Yun's body.

"What about this?" Ling Mo's fingers tapped on Qu Yun's back waist.

"This... was pushed when I was playing with my friends when I was a child, and fell on a nail, and got a tetanus!"

Qu Yun felt that Ling Mo was making him too itchy, so he stretched out a hand to scratch back, but unexpectedly touched the tip of Ling Mo's nose.

Ling Mo quickly raised his head, but Qu Yun was stunned—he was just looking at his wound, why did he keep his face so low?

"I... I didn't scratch your face, did I?"

"You're not a cat, how could you scratch my face?" Ling Mo replied.

At this time, he had already straightened his back, and Qu Yun immediately felt a lot more relaxed.

"Thank you for saving me." Qu Yun's face was pressed against the pillow, almost deformed.

"Not sincere." Ling Mo replied.

Qu Yun suddenly became irritable. He knew how evil Ling Mo's so-called "sincerity" was.

"Thank you Brother Ling for risking your life to save me." Qu Yun said sternly.

"Are you reading your textbook? Who made it up for you?"

Ling Mo's hand came to Qu Yun's waist, and touched it twice vaguely.

Qu Yun couldn't help laughing: "Don't tickle me!"

"Is it here?" Ling Mo went to scrape twice more.

Qu Yun shook, his face wrinkled due to his leg injury.

"Oh, it really is here." Ling Mo squeezed his hand into the gap between Qu Yun and the bed, and lightly touched Qu Yun's body.

"Oh my god! Don't play anymore! The wound is about to burst!" Qu Yun's tears were about to burst out.

And thinking that it was Ling Mo's hand, Qu Yun almost got high.

"Brother Ling... Please let me lie down for a while!" Qu Yun buried his head in the pillow and said.

Ling Mo froze there, but he didn't move his hand away.

Only then did Qu Yun let out a breath.

"Are you uncomfortable lying on your stomach like this?"

"Uncomfortable, can you not be uncomfortable..."

"Tomorrow will be fine."

"Where is it so fast?"

Sensing Ling Mo standing up, he took out a glass bottle and syringe from his pocket.

"You... what are you doing?"

"Aren't you screaming for pain?"

Ling Mo raised his chin halfway, his face showed the rigorous expression when he was doing research.

Ling Mo injected the contents of the glass bottle into Qu Yun's hanging water. The potion was golden like glass, but it dissipated quickly.

Qu Yun rubbed his eyes.

"what is that?"

Ling Mo reached out to Qu Yun's head and rubbed it, "Let's call it 'heal quickly'."

"Huh? What the hell is that?"

As the medicine entered his body bit by bit, Qu Yun became sleepy.

The moment he closed his eyes, he seemed to see Ling Mo lowering his head. His forehead, his cheeks, the back of his head and even all the wounds seemed to be touched by something warm. The inside of his body was very hot. Every cell seems to be bursting and growing at an unpredictable speed, and that warm and soft touch is the greatest comfort for Qu Yun, allowing him to let go of all guards and fall asleep.

When Ling Mo walked out of the ward, a young man was standing in the corridor, squinting and smiling with his pockets in his hands.

Ling Mo said, "Thank you."

The other party shook his head, there was a trace of magic in his eyebrows and eyes, but also a kind of purity.

"Thank you for your own talent. It stands to reason that only Zhou Yu can match my serum. If you don't have the ability to fuse it with your little one, it will be useless."

"Whether it works or not, we will know tomorrow."

The next morning, Qu Yun rubbed his eyes and sat up.

He stretched his waist, and suddenly remembered something - he had an injury on his back!Why doesn't it hurt?

Qu Yun stretched out his hand to touch his back, and found that his back didn't hurt at all, just a little itchy.

Could it be that Ling Mo injected something high-tech into the IV last night?

Qu Yun stood up from the bed. He originally thought that the injured part of his leg would be pulled, but he didn't expect that there was nothing but itching.

Qu Yun raised his leg, and found that the open wound on the calf had almost healed, leaving only a hard gill, but under normal circumstances, it would not recover to this extent within three to five days.

He walked into the bathroom, turned his back to the mirror, and looked at his back.

"My dear mother! It's done so quickly!"

"It's just healing, not 'recovery'." Ling Mo didn't know when he came to the ward.

"Fuck, what did you give me last night?"

"It's just a serum to promote healing." Ling Mo sat down beside Qu Yun's hospital bed.

He was a little tired, an expression that was rarely seen on Ling Mo's face.

"This serum can save many people!" Qu Yun came to Ling Mo adoringly.

Ling Mo lowered his head and smiled.

"It can't save many people, it can only save you."

"why?"

"It is not a human serum. It must use a complex virus as a carrier to infect a person's body and allow this serum to accept the person's genes."

"I don't understand... But according to you, I match it? But you don't mean to use a complex virus as a carrier..."

Qu Yun suddenly understood at that moment: "That virus...was cultivated by you?"

"That's why 'Black Sparrow' has always been obsessed with me." Ling Mo laughed at himself, lowering his head to look at Qu Yun's leg injury, "I'm still too conservative, I only kept [-]% of the activity of the virus , for fear that you will suffer from the rapid repair of the cells."

"But why me? There are so many people in this world... If you cultivated it yourself, why didn't it match your own genes?"

Ling Mo raised his face and laughed: "Why are you so stupid? Human beings will never be able to compete with nature. Even if we overcome the law of natural selection, nature will punish us from another angle. But a few people , There will always be privileges. With such complicated virus cultivation and gene fusion, maybe I can only make it match one person in this lifetime. It is better to use it on me than on you.”

Qu Yun stood there in a daze, something flashed through his mind.

The sound of cracking, the sound of the wall shattering seemed to return from a distant memory.

He pulled someone and shouted eagerly "We have to leave! Don't take this mess!"

"This is the research I did for you, and it is also the privilege I give you."

"Oh, so what's my privilege?"

"Your privilege is that I love you. You are my ambition to break all laws."

Qu Yun's eyes were so hot that lava was about to flow out. He looked at Ling Mo, but Ling Mo had already got up and walked out the door.

Qu Yun would not be so foolish as to think that the fragments in his mind were his own imagination, which was the reflux of memory, which was not made for him by Ling Mo, but something that belonged to him and was deeply protected.

Qu Yun's wound recovery ability surprised the medical staff. He was supposed to be hospitalized for at least half a month, but returned to his and Ling Mo's suite on the third day.

But Ling Mo was not there. I heard that there was a very important research, which seemed to be a research on improving the activity of some viruses. Even Dr. Firth, who was far away in London, was dispatched to be Ling Mo's assistant.

Qu Yun rolled around in the room boredly. He glanced at Ling Mo's room, thinking that Ling Mo's door was probably locked, but he didn't expect it to open with just a push.

There was still an aura belonging to Ling Mo in the room, very faint, but it showed the existence of that person.

Qu Yun was standing beside his bed, the bed surface was quite neat without a single wrinkle, which made Qu Yun have a strange desire to destroy.

He imagined him sleeping on the bedside reading a book, then reached out and touched the pillow.

Ling Mo often likes to touch the back of his head. Touching Ling Mo's pillow like this, Qu Yun felt like he was touching the back of Ling Mo's head. The touch of his fingers inserted into his hair must be very soft. He is not as cold as he appears hard.

At this moment, someone came in, looked at him and said abruptly, "Hey, what are you doing in Professor Ling's room?"

As soon as Qu Yun turned around, he saw Xiao Heng, feeling guilty and nervous for no reason.

"I... I thought the door of his room was locked, but who knew it would open as soon as I touched it..."

Xiao Heng didn't mean to blame Qu Yun, but asked, "Do you know where Professor Ling has a shirt with cross-patterned cuffs?"

"I don't know." Qu Yun pointed to the closet and said, "His shirts all look the same and hang inside."

"Oh."

Xiao Heng was about to leave with his shirt in hand.

Qu Yun stopped him: "Xiao Heng, when will Ling Mo's research end? If he never comes, don't I have to protect him?"

"In terms of research, it won't end in ten days and a half months, right? By the way, Captain Rong explained that your life safety, including a hair of yours, is very important. I told you to stay honest and don't go anywhere. Go." Xiaoheng made a "warning you" gesture.

Qu Yun frowned slightly.

Captain Rong's so-called "every hair is important" probably didn't mean that he was interested in Qu Yun's ability, but because of what Ling Mo injected himself that day.

This thing can literally bring the dead back to life. If the "Black Sparrow" person knows, maybe even he will be used as a sample for research, right?

No matter how many questions are in his mind, Qu Yun knows that only Ling Mo will give him the answer.

Xiao Heng, who sent the shirt to the virus laboratory, saw Ling Mo during his lunch break. He couldn't help but say, "Professor Ling, when I was picking up the shirt today, I saw Qu Yun in your room."

"It doesn't matter. What is he doing inside?" Ling Mo lowered his head, looking at the virus model presented by the holographic image, still focused.

"...does nothing. He just seems to be touching your pillow."

"Ah."

"He...he shouldn't do any pranks, right? I always feel that he is very naive sometimes." Xiao Heng whispered.

When Xiao Heng walked away, Ling Mo, who had been supporting the table with both hands, raised one hand and pressed it to his eyes.

Two seconds later, the corners of his lips curled up.

Not far away, Dr. Firth pulled the swivel chair and came to Ling Mo's side, looking up at him carefully.

"Are you smiling?"

"what happened?"

"So sexy, I would suspect that there is something wrong with the vector virus we are studying."

Ling Mo turned his face and said, "Your copy defect is fixed?"

Dr. Firth shook his head: "I'm not as smart as you."

"Then be more focused," Ling Mo replied.

Dr. Firth sighed wistfully.

The author has something to say: DAY82

Qu Yun: Wait, if the target of the viral vector is my gene, when did you do the gene sampling?

Ling Mo: You left on the toilet seat.

Qu Yun: Huh?

Ling Mo: When you are kidding yourself.

Qu Yun: ...