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It was almost dawn, and the people who hadn't slept all night had arranged everything, and when they were about to set off in several groups, a phone call came in.It was an unfamiliar number, and Han Ziye connected immediately, and Zhou Xiaoyu came with a crying voice:

"Brother Ziye—! Woohoo..."

Han Ziye squeezed the communicator in an instant and stopped breathing.

"Xiaoyu, where are you?!"

Zhou Xiaoyu burst into tears, sobbing intermittently, "They took Assistant Han away, I don't know where they went..."

Han Ziye listened to her talk about the process of escaping, his hands and feet became cold, and his heart sank like a weight was dropped. The hand holding the communicator was hanging by his side, and he looked anxiously at the crowd and said: "Let the week go early in the morning." Xiaoyu escaped, and was taken away, saying that she was going to—some island.”

Those few people had tied up the two of them in the early morning to make a transfer nearby to deliver the letter, and they were going to be taken to the island to wait for the response at dawn. Who knew that they underestimated the enemy and ran away, and the one who ran was still the right one. Son, knowing that he would be punished by the grumpy elder brother if he couldn't run away, he was anxious and angry, beat and kicked Qingchen, tied him tightly, got into the car and left.

Drowsy in the morning, waking up from sleep, the noise in my ears kept going, sometimes I heard the sound of cars, and sometimes it was the sound of sea waves.

He closed his eyes tightly, his hands, feet, shoulders and neck were strangled into his flesh by the fine hemp rope, and he was unconscious. His consciousness was submerged in darkness, and he kept thinking about how he looked like in the middle of the night, how he focused when reading documents, and when he was in a big class at the college. The lazy look, the dedicated and cool look when giving orders, the incomparably elegant look when wearing a dress to socialize, the tight mouth corners when driven by desire...

Every look seemed to be engraved in his heart, making him extremely obsessed.

When he was unconscious, he felt as if he was being hugged in the arms of the young master. The strong arms of the young master encircled him, and the beautiful phoenix eyes only looked at him, filled with gentle light, and he smiled unconsciously. , I feel that the soul has become very light, as if it is going to float upward.

Only when I was awakened by the pain did I realize my situation.But it doesn't matter, he already figured it out when he was in the police station.Uncle Yi can rest assured that the young master learned to love and found a lover. He will no longer be burdened with pain and loneliness all his life. He will be with his lover happily and form a family.As for himself, the only mission that he had decided to perform for the rest of his life was cancelled, and after the initial bewilderment passed, he was also relieved.

The young master no longer needs him, so even if he dies, it doesn't matter.

His consciousness was ups and downs, and he began to hallucinate. For a while, he was sitting under the Christmas tree for his birthday. His mother asked him to blow out the candles, but he took them away before he could blow them out. He followed behind his mother, and he couldn't catch up with her. in the cake.For a while, he was drawing in school again, facing a blank piece of paper full of joy, but when he looked back, Zhou Xiaoyu was at the same table, for a while, he was in a strange house with a faceless woman talking to him, for a while it was Uncle Yi A plate of snacks was brought to him, and when the lid was opened, it turned out to be a silver gun. He took the gun and didn't touch the trigger, but the gun fired bullets by itself.

He was startled by the gunshot, and when he regained his sanity, he realized that it was his hallucination, but the gunfire didn't stop, accompanied by chaotic footsteps and human voices.

Someone untied his hands and feet, tore off the black cloth covering his head, covered his eyes with his warm palms, and heard a gentle voice next to his ear: "Special Assistant, are you okay? I am Song Song, the bodyguard of the mansion." Heng, can you hear my voice?"

In the early morning, I wanted to say that I was fine, but I could only squeeze out a faint groan with all my strength.He felt himself being picked up and placed in a soft place. The numbness of his hands and feet came to the back of his head after being untied. Immediately, someone massaged and massaged his limbs that were almost necrotic, and he fell asleep in an indescribable comfort. past.

Han Zixi knocked on the door of the big study.

"Boss."

Han Ziye was answering the phone, raised his hand to signal him to wait, "Can you leave it to me?"

Not knowing what was being said there, he frowned, and said reluctantly: "For this matter, I owe you a favor...Thank you."

After he finished what he should say, he didn't exchange any pleasantries. He just said goodbye and hung up the phone. He looked up and asked Zixi, "He's from the hospital? Are you awake?"

Han Zixi nodded silently, as if thinking about how to speak:

"He's awake, but the doctor said that apart from skin trauma, he also suffers from severe neurasthenia and malnutrition..."

Han Ziye frowned immediately: "Malnutrition?"

Zixi nodded, "The doctor said that he needs to recuperate properly, otherwise his body will be damaged."

Zi Ye sneered: "Does it mean that the Han family treated him badly, and didn't even give him food?"

Zixi didn't know how to respond. His own surname was also Han, and Qingchen's household registration was also surnamed Han, so he could only say softly:

"Boss, I think... can I... take Chenchen to live with me for a while?"

He saw Han Ziye's face was sullen and silent, so he could only continue to say: "Lian Zhi has a lot of things lately. Although I don't need to show up later, we also have a lot of things to do. Chen Chen...he can help me... "

He can't just say don't let Qingchen get in your way here, let alone accuse him of what you've made him, but he's determined, he must be taken away.So he straightened his back, looked straight into those cold phoenix eyes, and murmured, "He's been through...too hard, even if it's a vacation, let me pick him up..."

Han Ziye closed his eyes and sighed, feeling the familiar pain in his heart again. He leaned back on the chair and waved his hands, "Go, ask Jin Mei to pack your luggage for you."

Han Qingchen lay in the hospital for a week, and was taken directly to the apartment of Lian Zhi and Zixi after he was discharged from the hospital.

Shao Jiejie helped him to stroll around the apartment. The house is very big, and all the decorations are green, very fresh and lovely.There is a small garden connected to the spacious living room. Walk in in the morning to see the various plants planted inside. The succulents in the small flower bed are clustered together thickly, and various vines bloom in various colors from the baskets hanging on the wall. The quilt night is thriving, there is a round rattan tea table and two rocking chairs next to it, and there is a low bookshelf on the right, full of books, the sun shines in softly through the linen blackout curtain, and the summer breeze blows, Very comfortable.

Seeing him staring at the garden in a daze, Shao Jiejie quickly took him to the bedroom,

"We used to love to nest in Beigong and never come back, but now Zixi has made this place so comfortable, and there are so many rooms, we love to nest here again. Every time I stay overnight, I live here, now I live here for you, etc. If I want to stay overnight again, you have to take me in!"

Outside the bedroom is a small independent living room, pasted with light green wallpaper, and all the pastoral-style furniture are well matched. The big bed in the bedroom is covered with olive green bedding, and a pot of naive tea is placed on the bedside table. Fat cactus.

Shao Jiejie winked: "Come on, I'll take you to see their love nest...hehe!"

Qing Qing looked back suspiciously: "The two of them?"

Jiejie patted his forehead, "By the way, you didn't know that Zixi is finally willing to be with Lianzhi. They have been together for a while, and they have rings on their hands. Didn't you see?"

Qingchen was stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "Lian Zhi's secret love has finally come to fruition, that's great."

Peter came up from behind with the suitcase, "It's okay, he didn't say anything when we were here before, and he looked very happy, but now it's good, as long as we leave later, he will be disgraced."

Zixi, holding a paper bag full of fruits and vegetables of various colors, rushed up and knocked on Peter's head: "Who is disgraced, it's not you, not only the refrigerator is emptied, but also littering, and every time I take off the smelly socks and stuff them, it's not me you wash?"

Jiejie laughed heartily, and went to visit the extremely warm master bedroom with the help of early morning.

Zixi and Lianzhi prepared a sumptuous dinner, and everyone toasted together to celebrate being discharged from the hospital early in the morning.On a midsummer night, the air conditioner in the room made him feel unbearable, and he was still wearing a coat. He was thin and pale, with a pointed chin, and his slightly long hair covered his brows softly. Thoughts, the white lips are still slightly curled up, and the cup that is pinched is not filled with wine, but nourishment.

Peter still looked heartless: "Cheers!" He drank the red wine in the glass with his head up, "There was no danger this time, thanks to Hong Lei, the boss of the Hong Gang. Fumbling on the beach!"

Early morning looked at him in surprise: "Hong Lei?"

Jiejie said, "Yeah, Zhou Xiaoyu was so frightened that she could only cry and couldn't explain anything clearly. It was Hong Lei who called and arranged for someone to lie under Hun Baiqing's hands. Waiting on the island of the name, I will run away after taking the money at noon-take you and run."

Hearing Zhou Xiaoyu's name early in the morning, his eyes dimmed, and he shuddered slightly when he saw it. Lian Zhi quickly changed the subject when he saw it: "But this is all right. If Hun Baiqing is caught, all the evidence on Han Zirong's side is likely to be lost." With that, it’s just a matter of time to kill him.”

In the early morning, I was silent and just scooped up the porridge in front of me with a spoon.

Zixi put the soft and tender mutton stewed on his plate: "It's specially stewed for you, with Chinese medicine added, eat and see."

In the early morning, I looked into his gentle eyes and smiled. Even though I couldn't eat, I still forced myself to swallow and ate a whole bowl of porridge.

Everyone saw that he was very tired and didn't make much trouble. After eating and chatting, they left. Lian Zhi was washing dishes in the kitchen, and Zixi took a bath in the morning, sitting by the bathtub and wiping his bony back with a towel. , curled up in the bathtub early in the morning, hugged his legs, put his chin on his knees, and closed his eyes comfortably.

Zixi said to him: "You can rest assured to live here, as long as you want to stay, I have already agreed with the boss, if you don't want to go back in the future, you can stay here. Anyway, I have a lot of things here, so you just stay here." It’s good to work here.”

He didn't answer early in the morning, but asked an irrelevant question after a while: "Why are you suddenly willing to accept Lian Zhi again?"

Zixi's hands stopped, as if thinking about how to answer this question, "...I don't know... probably because I think...life is short and there are many situations. Who knows what tomorrow will be like?"

He took a dry towel to dry his back in the morning, poured medicated oil on his palms and rubbed the bruised part after warming it.

"At first, I thought it was for his own good that I kept him cold. He will fall in love with someone else after a while. Maybe that person can give him happiness more than me..."

He gently pressed the large yellow wound on his waist, "Does it hurt?"

In the early morning, I straightened my back a little, "...fortunately..."

Zixi continued: "Anyway, it turns out that many people in this world are unwilling to face up to their own hearts, causing both of them to suffer. I don't want to do such a stupid thing. Since I love him too, why am I afraid that I can't give him happiness? ? If he thinks it’s not good, then it’s the same as before.”

He didn't say it was because the fact that Han Ziye found a girlfriend stimulated him, and made him suddenly understand how stupid it is for two people who are clearly in love to hurt each other because of some knots.

He asked him to come out of the water in the early morning and wiped his body clean. The layers of strangle marks on his wrists and ankles had turned purple-black against his snow-white skin. He wrapped it all up, tilted his head to look at him, "Ah... like a silkworm baby, but a little thinner."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

The smile in the early morning gradually disappeared, and he lowered his head,

"I think I've already figured it out. I still want to go back to him and take care of his affairs. I'm used to doing it. I don't feel relieved if someone else takes care of him...Young Master, he...he is also very pitiful, he is very I have no mother for a long time, I think Miss Zhou——should be able to give the young master happiness."

He picked up the pajamas that were draped over the chair and put them on.

"As long as the young master can be happy, I don't care."

After serving him to sleep, Zixi went to the kitchen, where Lian Zhi was putting the dried dishes in the drawer one by one in order of size.

Zixi stepped forward and hugged his waist, pressing her face against his firm back.

Lian Zhi turned around and hugged him, and kissed the top of the downcast hair. Seeing his silence, he knew that he was feeling sorry for Qingchen.

"Maybe the boss will figure it out someday."

Zixi muffled: "When? When he figured it out, he might have died in the morning. Why do you have to love someone who doesn't know what love is? Can't Peter? Peter will definitely treat him well..."

Lian Zhi couldn't help laughing at him, and he began to mess up the mandarin ducks. He hugged him and walked to the bedroom, sighing: "Where can I choose?"