The Raiders of Quick Transmigration

Yang Yingqian's repression and endurance during this period reached its peak at this moment. His mania and anxiety constantly leaked out, like a burning volcano, aggressively wanting to completely engulf Zheng Shunan.

He rudely and savagely tore Zheng Shunan's clothes, pressed him firmly under his body, leaned over to kiss and bite impatiently, his heavy breathing was very clear in the silent room, mixed with extremely ambiguous low moans.

Zheng Shunan turned his head, his expression was terribly calm, he looked down, and looked at Yang Yingqian who was sucking and wrapping his nipples.

Yang Yingqian was immersed in the sudden burst of lust, his brain was overwhelmed by the endless heat, his mind went blank, and the extreme possessive desire drove him to want to possess Zheng Shunan immediately.

Kiss all over his skin, enter his body, imprint his mark, and mark the people under him from head to toe as his property.

Zheng Shunan withdrew his hand and slowly groped along the edge of the bed with his fingers. He was not in a hurry during the process, and he didn't feel nervous at all.

Hidden under the bed is the dagger carried by Zheng Shunan. This dagger is very small, but it can increase its power by replenishing energy.Zheng Shunan touched the handle of the dagger, and he pulled the dagger out little by little. At this time, he was still in the mood to watch Yang Yingqian who was almost losing his mind.

The moment Zheng Shunan pulled out the dagger, the speed suddenly became extremely fast, almost instantly, the dagger sank into Yang Yingqian's back.

Yang Yingqian also reacted quickly, the light reflected when the dagger was pulled out made him aware of the danger, and at the critical moment he moved half a step to the side, avoiding being pierced into the deadly heart by the dagger.

Zheng Shunan stood up and stabbed Yang Yingqian again with the dagger.

Yang Yingqian endured the pain and quickly backed away, and then pulled the bed sheet violently. Zheng Shunan lost his balance and fell on the bed. Although he reacted quickly, Yang Yingqian held his hands and was at a disadvantage in just a moment.

Yang Yingqian didn't expect such a change. He glared at Zheng Shunan angrily, his whole body was like an enraged trapped animal, his eyes were red, he was breathing hard, the fingers that were strangling Zheng Shunan's wrist kept tightening, his veins were bruised from extreme anger Burst out, furious.

Yang Yingqian gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want to die?!" When he spoke, his hands were already pinching Zheng Shunan's throat, but he still had some reason left, so he didn't lose his mind and directly strangled Zheng Shunan to death.

The dagger fell to the side, Zheng Shunan was pinched speechless, his face turned pale, and his whole body trembled.

Seeing this, Yang Yingqian had no choice but to let go of his hand. He was still extremely angry, and suddenly picked up the dagger and stabbed at Zheng Shunan.

Yang Yingqian didn't want to kill Zheng Shunan, before picking up the dagger, he planned to just scare Zheng Shunan and give him a warning.

The dagger should be on the side of Zheng Shunan. Yang Yingqian didn't show mercy, but he never expected that the moment the dagger fell, Zheng Shunan suddenly moved to the side, which caused the dagger that was originally inserted to go directly to the side. It was inserted into Zheng Shunan's body, the dagger sank into the skin, a large amount of blood gushed out of the cut blood vessel instantly, and the scarlet liquid exuded a strong smell of iron rust.

Yang Yingqian was dumbfounded, subconsciously let go, and then his eyes were about to burst, and he said angrily: "Yanqing, you're crazy!"

The severe pain made Zheng Shunan more conscious. He stared at Yang Yingqian who was in a trance and looked like he was about to go crazy.

Zheng Shunan said coldly: "Don't you want to kill me?"

Yang Yingqian was about to be driven crazy, he didn't dare to draw the dagger directly, bent over and wanted to carry Zheng Shunan to the hospital.

Zheng Shunan said again: "I said, what do you want from me, unless I die."

Yang Yingqian's hand holding Zheng Shunan was extremely stiff, he bent down, his back seemed to be bent by something heavy, his lips were murmured, his fists were clenched and then loosened, loosened and clenched again, the string in his mind was tense It's getting tighter and tighter, as if it will be pulled apart at any moment.

Yang Yingqian said hoarsely: "Yanqing, you can take revenge on me, don't hurt yourself."

Zheng Shunan stopped Yang Yingqian from sending him to the hospital, "You forced me."

"It's you fucking forcing me!" Yang Yingqian slammed his chair against the wall. He was so furious that he couldn't get a moment's breath, "Yanqing, do you have to do this! Are you stabbing me? Knife! I’m in pain, you’ll be fine, right?!”

Zheng Shunan raised his head slightly, his face was pale, but still showing an unshakable calmness, he said calmly: "Yes."

Yang Yingqian was panting heavily, and turned his back to Zheng Shunan. He covered his face with his hands and couldn't hear a single sound, but the strange dullness in the air still made the atmosphere subtle.

Zheng Shunan felt absurd.

He felt that Yang Yingqian was crying, and he could even feel the sound of tears streaming down his fingers and dripping to the ground, depressing and silent, like a person bound in place, no matter how hard he struggled, he could only do whatever he wanted. I was dragged into an unreachable abyss little by little by despair.

Zheng Shunan clearly saw that the hatred value on Yang Yingqian's head was constantly rising, from 50% to 60% and then to 70%.

Yang Yingqian said in a low voice without looking back, "Yanqing, I hate you."

Zheng Shunan didn't speak, he felt extremely tired again, which made him disgusted to see Yang Yingqian's eyes again.

When Yang Yingqian looked at him, there was always deep anticipation deep in his eyes, but compared to the faint hope, the despair in his eyes was stronger, as if it was about to drown people.

After Yang Yingqian finished speaking, he lowered his head and turned around. He concealed his emotions very well, bent over and hugged Zheng Shunan, and then quickly walked outside. He was full of murderous looks, and every pore was venting the anger and helplessness that had nowhere to vent.

Zheng Shunan knew that he would not die. Although he was bleeding profusely and the dagger was stabbed at the fatal point, he was not yet ready to die.

But Yang Yingqian didn't know, he was like a caged beast that had escaped from its cage, wandering in a wilderness with no one of its kind, everything... everything would be lost.

Yang Yingqian grabbed the passerby by his collar and snatched the call from the terminal to Yang Wei.

Zheng Shunan heard him say with great determination: "I am at B3005, Linyang District. If Yan Qing dies, you will never see me again."

It has to be said that Yang Wei still attaches great importance to Yang Yingqian, even though Yang Yingqian caused him a lot of trouble, he doesn't like Yanqing either.

Yang Yingqian sent Zheng Shunan to the nearest hospital, and Yang Wei also sent people over to manage the hospital. He must use the best medicine and doctors to treat Zheng Shunan with all his strength.

Yang Yingqian stared at Zheng Shunan being sent to the emergency room, and suddenly his whole body went limp and leaned against the wall, touching the wound on his back, he frowned in pain, but didn't say much.

Seeing this situation, the officer sent next to him said, "You are also injured, please see a doctor first."

Yang Yingqian didn't move or speak, he stared blankly at the door of the emergency room, suddenly wondering if Yan Qing would just die like this, just like a few years ago, when Yan Qing was completely unprepared, he suddenly just died.

Thinking of such a possibility, he felt extremely panicked.

Yang Yingqian knew that he shouldn't be like this, he was sunk too deep now, even if he wanted to pull it out, he couldn't pull it out, this should have been a good thing, the bad thing is that he was the only one stuck in it.

The situation between him and Yan Qing seemed to be reversed suddenly. When Yan Qing loved him, he didn't take it seriously. Now when he loves Yan Qing, Yan Qing also didn't take it seriously. He would rather die than stay with him.

Yan Qing was stabbing him fiercely. Compared with the bloody wound in his heart, this wound on his back was nothing.

Yang Yingqian waited until the operation was over. During the period, a nurse came to give him a simple bandage, but he didn't respond. He stared blankly at the operating room, as if he could see Yan Qing in the operating room through the door.

When Yan Qing died before, Yang Yingqian regretted it. He regretted not paying attention to Yan Qing, not cherishing Yan Qing's feelings, and regretting not finding out earlier. In fact, the person he can't live without is Yan Qing.

regretful.

But what's the use of regretting.

People who have done wrong things should bear the consequences of doing wrong things. Why should Yan Qing accept him again and give him another chance.

Yang Yingqian thought like this over and over again, only to feel that the wound on his heart that hadn't healed at all was dug out bloody again, and he trembled in pain, unable to breathe.

Yang Yingqian's legs were numb after standing for a long time, he staggered and rushed to the doctor, his expression was terrified and anxious, he was so nervous that he couldn't even speak clearly.

The doctor said: "Mr. Yang, don't worry, calm down."

Yang Yingqian said anxiously: "Zheng, how is Zheng Shunan?"

The doctor showed a sympathetic expression, and hesitantly sighed: "Mr. Zheng's condition is not very good. He has stabilized for the time being. It depends on the follow-up recovery. He should not be too stimulated during this period, and try to maintain a stable mind."

After hearing this, Yang Yingqian felt dizzy and nearly fell to the ground. It was the officer who helped him up and whispered something to comfort Yang Yingqian.

Yang Yingqian suddenly rushed over and grabbed the doctor's collar, his eyes were ferocious, and he warned viciously: "He will be fine, he will be fine! If anything happens to him, I will not let you go, you heard me?" No? Give me all I can to save him, he is dead, and I want all of you to be buried with him!"

The doctor's face was ugly, but he obviously knew Yang Yingqian's identity, and he didn't dare to really offend him.

The officer had no choice but to smile apologetically at the doctor from behind, and signaled him not to worry about Yang Yingqian because of his excessive sadness.

Yang Yingqian vented a lot, and he also felt that he was making trouble for no reason, but he couldn't stand it anymore, and he was about to go crazy if he didn't vent out. After such a fuss, Yang Yingqian agreed to treat the wound properly. His injury was not serious, after all, The stabbing from behind was just a cut, a few stitches, and a lot of blood flow, so it looked scary.

Yang Wei found the hospital himself, and brought many people with him, and he insisted on taking Yang Yingqian away directly.

Naturally, Yang Yingqian would not do what he wished, his heart is now on Zheng Shunan, not to mention whether Zheng Shunan is alive or dead is still uncertain, he must personally guard Zheng Shunan's bedside to be at ease.

Yang Yingqian was firm, and Yang Wei had nothing to do with him. He tried to take Yang Yingqian away, but he didn't expect Yang Yingqian to fight with his subordinates. Yang Yingqian was wounded, but his subordinates did not dare to hurt him. It was Yang Yingqian who had the upper hand, even though he managed to bring it back, Yang Yingqian started committing suicide again.

Yang Wei used to never believe that Yang Yingqian would commit suicide, but during this period of time, what happened to Zheng Shunan, who is now lying on the hospital bed with unknown life and death, Yang Wei suddenly became less convinced, he was indeed afraid that Yang Yingqian would commit suicide, thinking about it He wanted to go, but in the end there was nothing he could do, so he had to temporarily agree with Yang Yingqian to go back to the hospital.

It's just that Yang Wei didn't let go, and sent people to watch Yang Yingqian all the time, worried that he would sneak away, and also worried that Yang Yingqian would really be overwhelmed and do something.

When Zheng Shunan came out of the operating room, Yang Yingqian stood by the hospital bed every step of the way, as if he could feel a little more at ease in this way. He was really afraid that Zheng Shunan would leave quietly, but he just lay on the bed like this every day, unable to speak or speak. Zheng Shunan, who would lose his temper, felt more and more painful and hopeless, as if day by day, hope became more and more elusive.

Zheng Shunan didn't die, but he didn't wake up either. The hospital replenished the energy his body needed every day, so logically speaking, he should be able to wake up.

The doctor had no choice but to blame Zheng Shunan's low desire to survive, which made him not so eager to wake up.

It's one thing when the doctor says it, but it's another thing when Zheng Shunan listens to it. He automatically translates the words as Zheng Shunan doesn't want to see him, or he's had enough of him. Therefore, he would rather choose to lie on the bed in a coma than to wake up and face him.

Yang Yingqian didn't want such a reason, as if there was really no bond between him and Zheng Shunan, so that the two cleanups would be the best ending now.

Yang Yingqian knew that Zheng Shunan was taking revenge on him. He hoped that he would be sad and painful. This is why Yang Yingqian hated him more and more while loving Zheng Shunan. He felt that Zheng Shunan hadn't let go of the past completely. If he really let go of the past, Then you don't have to provoke yourself at all.

So Zheng Shunan didn't let go of the past completely, because he still had hatred in his heart.

Yang Yingqian is glad that Zheng Shunan still has hatred in his heart, but Yang Yingqian also hates Zheng Shunan's determination. He will always cut off his back without mercy and push him to a desperate situation with nowhere to go. Just like a person without the slightest nostalgia, Yang Yingqian felt at a loss, he was neither willing to let go of Zheng Shunan, nor knew how to eliminate the past between the two of them.

Zheng Shunan was lying on the hospital bed, his face was pale, he seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and his cheekbones were very prominent.

Yang Yingqian sat on the bed as usual, and he couldn't help but want to hold Zheng Shunan's hand, hold that very cold hand, and pass his own temperature over, feeling the temperature rise in the palm of his hand a little bit, would make him feel To indescribable joy.

Yang Yingqian said in a low voice: "Why are you still awake? I thought you were very powerful, so I was afraid? Do you think that staying awake can solve all problems?"

"You hate me, right? If it wasn't for me, Guan Xinhe wouldn't target you, and neither would you... I regret it, I don't know if you believe it or not, but I really regret it, but I don't know what to do What to do, those things have happened, what can I do to make everything go back to the way it was before?"

"I miss you so much, I don't want to force you at all, Yan Qing, I really want to live a good life with you, can't you forgive me once? I won't make mistakes again, I promise,"

Yang Yingqian said with a bitter smile, "But you are not interested in my promise, you are not interested in what I do now."

The ward fell into deadly silence again, Yang Yingqian turned his gaze out of the window, his eyes were empty, his thoughts couldn't help thinking of those things that happened a long time ago, it was like a dream, it felt so unreal.

At this moment, Yang Yingqian suddenly felt the hand in his palm move slightly.

It's just so light that you can hardly feel the arc, but Yang Yingqian still noticed it keenly. His excited gaze, which was so intense that he couldn't hide it, instantly fell on Zheng Shunan, without even the slightest bit of concealment.

No matter how prosperous and splendid the world is, in the depths of my pupils, you are always the only one imprinted.