Prisoner's Dilemma

Han Shaojun and Jiang Chen were carried out on stretchers.

Han Shaojun only felt that the sky was swaying in front of his eyes, and the people coming and going were like the bustle of another world, which had nothing to do with him.

After leaving the warehouse, he saw Xiao Jin.Xiao Jin folded his arms, still looking like an old god, but his hair was a little messy.

"Jiang Chen is injured." Han Shaojun wished he could tell everyone, telling them to rush to treat Jiang Chen.

"He's fine." Xiao Jin smiled, "You'll be fine."

After carrying the ambulance, Han Shaojun was still looking around to see if Jiang Chen came up, and pressed his shoulders with both hands. "What are you looking at?"

Han Shaojun raised his head, saw Ding Muyan, and asked in surprise, "Mu Yan, why are you here?"

Ding Muyan was slightly taken aback, changed the subject calmly, and unbuttoned his clothes: "Lie down, let me take a look at your trauma."

Jiang Chen lay on the stretcher.

When fighting Sun Han, he was so brave that he forgot all the pain, and only wanted to beat him to death.At this moment, all the pain broke out, whether it was in the fingers or the back, the pain was not his own, like being thrown into a fire pit, almost made him faint.

"It's quite energetic." Xiao Jin put on a gloating face.

"How do you know we're here? Where's Brother Yuan? Did Brother Yuan save us? You came so late! I was almost beaten to death by that bastard! Oh, my back! How dare you laugh!" Jiang Chen Seeing that it was Xiao Jin, he immediately cursed, doubts and complaints poured out, but a slight movement touched the wound again, causing him to moan in pain.

"Save your energy, I hope your injury is not in vain."

Jiang Chen muttered and wanted to curse a few more words to vent his anger, when he suddenly saw an old man and a young man standing in the far corner.Xie Moshu looked at him quietly, as if he was outside and integrated into one. Only an old servant followed loyally.

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When Han Shaojun woke up, it was already dark, and he slept soundly for a long time. This time, he was completely relaxed, and there was no disturbance in his heart, and it was easy to see through the cracks in his bones.

"Are you awake?" Xiao Jin was beside him, holding a thick book in his hand.

Han Shaojun glanced at it, and slowly supported his body: ""Atlas of Human Anatomy"? What the hell are you looking at? Ouch, my head!"

"Don't move around!" Xiao Jin hurriedly put down the book and helped him, and put the pillow behind his head, "The doctor said you have a slight concussion, and you know your head, just lie down obediently."

Han Shaojun adjusted a comfortable position and lay down: "Thank you, Brother Yuan, for me."

"I will convey it. What are you thanking him for? He should say sorry to us. The plan went wrong and people escaped, causing you to suffer so much."

"You can't say that, he left?"

"Let's go, he's busy."

"Everyone has caught it, so what are you busy with?"

"What he wants to catch is a sea monster. He doesn't pay attention to a small fish. He is looking for who is helping Sun Han escape."

Han Shaojun waved his hand: "Don't tell me, my head is about to explode. I feel very safe with a pillar of the country like Brother Yuan defending the motherland."

Xiao Jin smiled and said: "Okay, then you can rest at ease."

"I……"

"I didn't inform your family members, so how long can I hide it?"

"and also……"

"I have notified Chen Weining and your assistant, and your company's matter will be sent to deal with in time."

Xiao Jin blocked everything that Han Shaojun wanted to say, it would be scary to talk to someone who thinks too fast, Han Shaojun smiled speechlessly.

"Then..." Xiao Jin had some deep meaning in his eyes, "Do you still have some important questions to ask?"

Han Shaojun smiled bitterly: "You still help him after all."

Xiao Jin spread his hands innocently: "I won't help anyone, I'm neutral, I don't know who is still thinking about the injury before giving first aid."

The horror of being kidnapped plays in front of you like a movie every day. There is such a person who can accompany you when you are in crisis, and you can rely on when you are lonely and helpless. Especially at the moment of life and death, he stands in front of you.

This is not a rational choice of what to have for dinner today, it is a conditioned reflex between thoughts, putting the life of the other party above oneself, a reaction of obeying biological instinct, and protecting the most important thing regardless.

"I'll go and see him." Han Shaojun lifted the quilt.

"He is too rough and fleshy to die, but you, although there is no external injury, need rest more than him."

Han Shaojun insisted: "I'd better go see him first and then rest."

Xiao Jin couldn't stop him, so he could only take him to Jiang Chen's ward.

The sleeping person lying on the bed was pale due to blood loss, his forehead was wrapped with thick bandages on his fingers, and he looked quite miserable.

Han Shaojun moved a chair and sat beside him. The ward was so quiet that a needle could be heard, and he just lay there obediently, overlapping with the figure in his memory.Han Shaojun can still remember that he was obsessed with the people in front of him. His body was mountains, his eyebrows were rivers and seas, his smile was rain and dew, his voice was spring breeze, and he was his whole world at one time.

But this world has experienced shocks again and again, and suddenly collapsed a little bit. He abandoned it angrily, but he seemed to see a villain crawling out of the collapsed ruins, trying to collect the fragments, and then persistently repairing a new world , sent it to him eagerly, begging him to favor him again.

"Don't pretend to be asleep, I'll leave if you don't get up again." Han Shaojun said.

The person on the bed jumped up and grabbed Han Shaojun, putting on an aggrieved face: "I'm too nervous and don't know what to say to you, so I can only pretend to be asleep."

"There's nothing to say and I'm leaving."

"Hey! Don't!" Jiang Chen pounced and hugged Han Shaojun's waist, but the movement was too big, the muscles in his back were pulled, and he almost fainted from the pain, "Ah! It hurts!"

Han Shaojun quickly supported his back, avoiding his wound, and carefully pushed him back on the bed.

How could Jiang Chen let go, hugged his arm, pulled him onto the bed, and moved to the side: "This bed is big, you sleep with me."

Han Shaojun hesitated for a moment, then lay down beside him.

The two of them were close together, squeezed under a quilt, as if they had returned to their youth, those green years.

Speechless for a while.

Han Shaojun felt his heart beat faster than usual, so that he couldn't say what he thought.

Jiang Chen was even more nervous like a rock. He carefully understood the moment when Han Shaojun was lying beside him, his skin, his temperature, and his gentle breath. beautiful.

"Does it hurt?" Han Shaojun asked.

"It doesn't hurt!" Jiang Chen blurted out, but he regretted saying it. If he said "it hurts to death", would he win a little more sympathy?

Han Shaojun took Jiang Chen's hand, and gently stroked his gauze-wrapped fingertips with his thumb: "The nails are all cut off, and you still say it doesn't hurt, are you stupid?"

Jiang Chen suddenly felt that he had been gnawing on a stubborn rock, until his teeth collapsed, and finally a crack appeared, so he immediately changed into a pair of steel teeth and continued to gnaw.

"It hurts! But you have to endure the pain. At that time, I didn't know if anyone would come to rescue us. It's a little bit if you can do something! That beast dared to step on your head, I almost died of heartache!"

Han Shaojun played with his fingers silently, as if concentrating on research.

Jiang Chen approached cautiously, and finally mustered up the courage to put his chin on his shoulder: "Shao Jun, do we count as having experienced life and death?"

Han Shaojun seemed to be frozen, maintaining the posture of spreading his palms.

Jiang Chen blustered: "I used to be such a bastard, you treated me so well, and I still only cared about myself. But I've been used to this by you, and you just treat all sentient beings as a salvation, and you can't let me harm others again."

"Are you still relying on me?" Han Shaojun rolled his eyes.

"I rely on you, only you!"

Staring at Jiang Chen's face from a close distance, the lines are as clear as a mountain cut by a knife and an axe. Even if he is injured, he can't hide his high spirits. burning pain.

They grew up together, watching each other from toddler to teenager to adult, and no one knows each other better than they do.

The person in front of me was polished by my own hands, not a success, and even a bit bad from a certain point of view, I can't shake it off, hanging on my own soul, once made life worse than death, I regret it so much that I can't wait to go back to my mother's womb Go back to life again.But this is still the same person, after he suddenly came to his senses, he took out his heart and stuffed it into the palm of his hand, as if he was letting you handle it.

"Shaojun, are you listening to me?" Jiang Chen lightly touched Han Shaojun who was distracted.

"I'm a little tired." Han Shaojun recovered.

"Okay, okay, then I won't talk, let's sleep."

Jiang Chen covered Han Shaojun with the quilt, observed his expression with trepidation, and carefully stretched out one hand to his waist. Seeing that Han Shaojun didn't resist, he became more courageous, and slowly increased his strength.

Han Shaojun frowned slightly, but finally chose to let it go.

Jiang Chen secretly rejoiced, hugged him tightly, and pressed half of his body on him.

The ward was too quiet, even the breathing was slow, and any unnecessary movements would disturb the warmth.

But when Jiang Chen was intoxicated, Han Shaojun suddenly sat up: "What are you doing!"

Jiang Chen shrank into a ball: "I didn't do anything..."

Han Shaojun blushed: "What are you doing down there!"

Jiang Chen tightened his legs and shrank even smaller: "He wants to be hard himself, what can I do?"

"Take control!"

"I can't control it. It's been so long. It's a normal physiological phenomenon to respond to a little stimulation."

"You're reasonable! You didn't even say a few words, and you walked down the third road for me? You don't even think about your injuries, can you be more peaceful!"

Jiang Chen was still aggrieved at first, but when he heard him mention his injury, he was happy again, thinking: Shao Jun really still cares about me.

"stop laughing?"

Jiang Chen quickly put away his expression, pulled Han Shaojun back and stuffed him under the quilt: "Don't be angry, give me some time, 5 minutes, oh no, 10 minutes, up to 15 minutes."

Han Shaojun put on a tiger face, but within a few minutes, Jiang Chen became unruly again.

He pressed against Han Shaojun's face, sniffing carefully, his lips seemed to rub against his face.

"Shaojun." Jiang Chen's voice was hoarse after restraint.

Han Shaojun opened his eyes and looked at the person close at hand.

"Can I kiss you?"

Begging carefully, with lingering love and unspeakable apprehension, which forms a strong contrast with the proud temperament.

Han Shaojun didn't say yes or no, he just closed his eyes again.

After a while, he felt a hot and gentle kiss on his forehead.