Strong duel

64 Night talk

At sunset, the last trace of scarlet in the setting sun was replaced by the gray night, and the castle was also silent in the lush jungle.

The figure standing in front of the colonnade looks like an even more ancient statue, the stars twinkling around his mouth flickering on and off in the cool night, the pale moonlight shining on those cold eyes, as if even they are frightened by the chill inside , exuding a bleak light in fear.

The pines outside are still there, occasionally there will be one or two roars of wild animals, but the castle is quiet, like an isolated existence, this deadly silence makes Leng Hanye feel like he is at the end of the world.

A few white rose petals swirled and fell in front of my eyes, with a pure fragrance, a noble dance, the sparks from the cigarette butts were blown to the back of my hand, burning the silent person in the dark night, Leng Hanye flicked it with his hand, slightly The coolness penetrated into the skin, it turned out that it was the wind.

"Master." Wang Zi stepped forward respectfully and handed a coat to Leng Hanye, then retreated a foot away from him, waiting dutifully.

Looking at the gray night sky, Leng Hanye put his suit jacket on his body, stared at the still closed door of the operating room, and asked, "What time is it?"

"Seven o'clock in the evening." Wang Zi replied.

"How long have you been in?"

"Fourteen or fifteen hours."

Leng Hanye frowned. He touched his suit jacket to find a cigarette to smoke. After searching for a long time, he realized that he didn't have this habit. He asked Wang Zi for the cigarettes just now.

"Give me a cigarette."

Wang Zi hastily handed him the last cigarette in his pocket, stepped forward to light it for him, Leng Hanye took a puff, looked at the night sky outside and became dazed again, there was already a layer of cigarette butts under his feet.

The cool wind blew the smell of cigarettes into the corridor, blurring Wang Zi's vision. The tall figure looked unreal in the mist. He used to feel that his master was too lonely, but now Cheng Yue is gone. The person is lonelier.

He thought, if there was no enmity between Jingze and his master, and there were not so many unacceptable factors, he would be very willing that Jingze would accompany his master for the rest of his life. He believed that the man would definitely take care of the person in front of him with his heart and protect him However, they were born to be enemies, and their intertwined fate pushed them to where they are today...

With a low sigh, Wang Zi said worriedly, "Master, you have been standing for a day, why don't you go to rest first? I'll just watch over here."

His words shattered in the air with the evening wind, but the only person he heard was still silent. In his mind, he filtered the bits and pieces of that person from the encounter to the present. It turned out that they had been entangled for half a year without knowing it. .

I still remember that pair of shining eyes in the dark looking at him affectionately and saying, "Leng Hanye, I will let you

love mine! "The kind of arrogant self-confidence made him almost couldn't help blurting out, "Okay, I'll wait. "

It's just that he has always been rational and calm, he will not fall in love with that person, not in the past, and he will not in the future, even though he admits that at the moment that person fell to the ground, he felt flustered and felt a strange pain in his heart, But these are also tightly attributed to touching or pity.

I like that person's body, appreciate that person's rebellious character, and envy his reckless behavior. If I have to say that I like him a little bit, it's understandable, but that's all.

If they weren't enemies, if they weren't hostile, if he hadn't killed Cheng Yue, maybe he would have tried to open his locked heart and let that person live in, but none of this would work if he didn't believe in fate. He wants to control everything by himself, but it happens to be tricked by others.

Maybe it was wrong from the beginning, he should have killed him when they met for the first time, so as not to leave them with so many opportunities to entangle with each other, so that now they don't love but hate, but they can't let go hand situation.

The fragrance of the flowers in the courtyard became more and more intense. The white rose petals were falling like goose feathers and heavy snow. The wind seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. Mo Yan, who was sweating all over his head, opened the door and shivered uncontrollably. It turned out that it was already night?

Stripping off his sterile surgical gown, he was about to report the situation to his master, when he suddenly saw Wang Zi standing there, and when he walked over, he saw Leng Hanye standing on the side of the colonnade.

"Master has been here?" Mo Yan gave Wang Zi a questioning look.

Wang Zi nodded, glanced at Leng Hanye and asked, "How was the result?"

Pedants have a common problem. No matter what time they are, they can maintain a slow and steady calm. After some consideration, Mo Yan said, "Mr. Jing was stabbed in the shoulder and back, and the one in the back hurt his heart and lungs." , His viscera were also damaged to varying degrees, plus multiple fractures, excessive blood loss, and..."

"What are the chances of him surviving?" Leng Hanye interrupted him and asked the result directly.

Although he was a bit reluctant to be interrupted by the obsessive-compulsive disorder of his academic theory, facing his master, Mo Yan still respectfully ended his long speech and gave a conservative estimate, "I don't guarantee for others, Mr. Jing's words, The possibility of surviving is 30.00%, of course, if his will to survive is strong enough, it can reach 50.00%."

"Let me know when he wakes up." Leng Hanye took his last puff of cigarette, gathered his coat, turned and left.

The silver-gray clothes brought a gust of breeze, and Wang Zi and Mo Yan smelled a strong smell of tobacco.

Looking at the back of Leng Hanye going away, Mo Yan didn't understand why, "How does the master know that he will definitely wake up?"

Wang Zi shook his head silently. He has been with Leng Hanye for so many years and grew up with him. Since childhood, this young master has been taciturn, as if he only lived in his own world. They couldn't figure out his thoughts. When he grew up, he became an NK He has become even more unpredictable, but sometimes the loneliness and loneliness that the master inadvertently exudes make him feel that this person is actually very fragile, and he is carrying too many and heavy things. He is really afraid that one day His master would be overwhelmed by these things.

Leng Hanye didn't tell them why he believed that Jing Ze would definitely wake up, because for that person, as long as he wants to live, the other 50.00% possibility doesn't exist at all.

This kind of thinking even reached the point of paranoia, so when Mo Yan did not bring news of Jingze's awakening on the third day, he still worked calmly and reviewed the documents in an orderly manner.

This state lasted until midnight. When Leng Hanye got up straight from the desk, the clock had just struck zero. So it was already the fourth day?That person hasn't woken up yet?

Pulling open the curtains and looking at the moonless night sky outside, he finally couldn't help but walk out.

In the sterile ward, Mo Yan was sitting by the bed and taking a nap. He had been up for three days and was very tired. He didn't realize until Leng Hanye walked to him.

Rubbing his bloodshot eyes, he coughed lightly in embarrassment, "Master."

"How is he doing?"

"Not yet awake."

Leng Hanye pursed his lips, and looked at the person on the hospital bed together with him, his dark eyes were no longer only indifferent, they were filled with complex and difficult emotions.

Mo Yan took a look at his master's condition, retreated out in a sensible manner, and led him to the door.

In the sterile room, only the smell of disinfectant and one person's breathing remained. Leng Hanye stared at the person on the hospital bed. His face was a little paler than the pale wall, and his body under the quilt seemed so thin. There was only a pair of skin left, with no bulge visible, his hands and feet were bandaged, and criss-crossed scars were all over his body. With such an ugly appearance, Leng Hanye thought, if he used to be, he would definitely dance Get up and kill.

The index finger caressed the slender neck, lingering on the vulnerable part. He remembered that when the two of them did it before, this person liked to lick his here. He said that he likes the feeling of controlling life. He also tried to press there, but Discovered that he couldn't even feel the beating of the man's pulse.If it weren't for the weak ups and downs of the electrocardiogram monitor's electric waves that proved that the person on the bed was still breathing, he wouldn't have believed that the person was still alive.

The white mist condensed in the oxygen mask, the slender eyelashes trembled slightly on the closed eyes, and Leng Hanye seemed to hear a faint whisper.

He carefully looked at the sleeping face in a coma, and after distinguishing for a long time, he was sure that the slight voice was indeed made by this person, but he got so close that he didn't hear what the lips under the oxygen mask were saying?

Sudden curiosity forced Leng Hanye to gently take off the oxygen mask, put his ear close to his lips, this time he heard clearly, Jing Ze was calling a person's name, "instructor" from his chapped lips Overflowing, seems to carry a deep nostalgia.

Leng Hanye's face suddenly became ugly, Jingze, didn't you keep saying you loved me?Why do you call someone else's name at this time?How true is your love for me?A nameless anger surged into his heart, he suppressed himself before taking the action of unplugging his oxygen tube, re-fitted the gas mask for him, and chose to leave the room.

"Master." Mo Yan, who was leaning against the wall, saw Leng Hanye come out and immediately greeted him, but Leng Hanye ignored him, and walked straight past him, the cold breath passing by his side, Mo Yan couldn't help shivering, Master, what's wrong?Wasn't it fine just now?Turning around and entering the ward, the person on the bed showed no abnormalities. He shook his head, checked all the data of his body, and then sat down on the side of the bed again.

Back in the bedroom, Leng Hanye opened a bottle of brandy irritably, took a glass from the wine cabinet and drank alone, he wanted to use this method to quench the inexplicable anger in his heart, there was a kind of cheated anger, but what he didn't know was, If he had listened any longer, he would have heard his own name after that, and his name had been repeated all night.