Darkest Action

A piercing cell phone ringtone broke the stalemate in the work room.

It was Wu Xia who called Meng Ran on the phone. He hesitated to speak on the other end, and hesitated to tell the truth: "Meng Bureau, you'd better come to the hospital as soon as possible. Uncle's condition is not very good. Just now, The attending doctor issued a critical illness notice and asked me to contact my family in time..."

Meng Ran held the phone and didn't speak for a long time. This abnormal behavior quickly attracted the attention of the other three people.

"understood."

Finally, Meng Ran spoke three words, his voice was already a little hoarse.

It has been nearly a month since the day of the accident, but Meng Guoxiang's injury has been repeatedly twisted and turned. After waking up, he fell into a coma and has been in a high-risk state. Although he has been transferred to a tertiary specialized hospital, he has never had the physiological conditions for a second craniotomy. .

To make matters worse, Meng Guoxiang developed severe symptoms of sepsis. He used antibiotics one after another, but the indicators in the blood sample report remained negative and did not improve.

At this moment, Meng Ran pulled open the seat abruptly, got up and walked towards the door.Qi Rui on the opposite side sensed something ominous, and hurriedly chased after him: "Did Dad's injury change again? I'll take you to the hospital!"

A few feet away, Meng Ran turned his back to Qi Rui, stopped and stood still, then turned quietly: "He has always treated you like his own son..."

When he said this, Meng Ran's eyes had a faint gleam, but it faded away in an instant, leaving only a icy determination: "Unfortunately, you are not worthy."

When the words fell, he suddenly turned around, slammed the door and left.Qi Rui was left alone standing behind the door, seemingly frozen, not moving.

An Lan couldn't bear it, and was about to go to comfort her, but was pulled back by Qi Feng, who heard him say to Qi Rui: "Xiao Rui, although Meng Ran's father's affairs were not planned, but the conflict between him and you has always been going on." It is within your plan. I asked you a long time ago if you want to do this, if you still choose to persist, then you have to watch him get through it with a cold eye. "

On the side of the porch, Qi Rui was silent for a while, his eyes were sore, his throat was dry and hoarse, and he suppressed the surging emotions: "I know... I have never changed my plan. Meng Ran is stronger than we imagined. He will never recover from this setback, and on the contrary, he will become stronger. He can live without me, but he shouldn't lose his father..."

A meeting that lasted almost all night finally came to a sad end at dawn.

In the half-dark bedroom, An Lan lifted the quilt and lay down with her back facing Qi Feng. Just as she closed her eyes, she felt a pair of powerful hands coming from behind, wrapping her arms around her waist.

Qi Feng who was behind him didn't talk too much, a murder weapon had already quietly erected, and rubbed it outside An Lan's backyard through his underwear.He was about to remove his underwear, but An Lan shook his hand away.

"Don't do it, it hurts!" An Lan's face was sullen, and his words were full of complaints, "I almost didn't stop the night before, which made me walk with a limp during the day! Why are you so energetic?"

Qi Feng laughed, wrapped his arms around him, and hugged the man on the tip of his heart back into his arms, coaxing him patiently: "I used too much force the night before, so tonight, brother, be gentle."

"It's not three chapters of the agreement, is it agreed? It changes every day, and it's my turn tonight!"

The so-called "change every day" refers to the exchange of roles between Qi Feng and An Lan on the bed. To put it more bluntly, it is the exchange of attacking and receiving attributes every other day.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Qi Feng was playing tricks: "Look, it's almost dawn, so don't wait for the deadline. Then go to the rear wheel, it should be me now!"

A kind of verbal tenderness was staged between the two passionately in love. An Lan turned over and faced Qi Feng, carefully examining the face that was so close at hand.

"Can you stop getting old? It's the most delicious now."

An Lan's words broke Qi Feng's heart by half, and she immediately did the same thing, sweetening her back: "But my brother can't bear to let you grow old alone, I have to stay with you all the time."

After this teasing, An Lan's cheeks really turned red. He stared into Qi Feng's eyes and asked him seriously: "Old fox, tell me honestly, are you staying with me to call me back to Annei Group?"

In the dim and chaotic light, Qi Feng's eyes were deep and bright. He inadvertently raised the corners of his lips: "Are you kidding me? Of course not. You just need to be pampered by me at home and take care of your daughter."

An Lan changed her gentle expression before, and her gaze gradually became sharper: "Qi Feng, I want to be honest. You have done so much for me, isn't it to get me out of the mountain again?"

A foot away, Qi Feng took An Lan's left hand calmly and stroked the ring on his ring finger, showing his calm and normal heartbeat.

"I said that from now on, you will be my dearest person. It is my selfishness not to let you return to the Annei group. My only brother and I have been trapped in that murderous and invisible blood for half our lives. In my circle, I really don't want to involve my closest relatives anymore."

An Lan glanced at her ring finger, only to see that Qi Feng's heart rate was normal and stable, and he continued to say: "Besides, if I dare to lie to you again, won't I be hated by you for the rest of my life?"

"You still have self-knowledge." An Lan answered firmly, "If you dare to use me again, I will never give in, and I will never have anything to do with you politicians!"

Qi Feng tapped An Lan's forehead lightly: "If you really don't believe it, I'll swear to you again?"

"Come on, don't curse yourself!" An Lan's hanging heart slowly sank back, but when he thought of Qi Rui and Meng Ran's tearing up and turning against each other, and seeing the warmth and sweetness between himself and Qi Feng at the moment, he couldn't help worrying : "Old fox, I feel that happiness is a bit unreal now."

A chuckle came from above, and one of Qi Feng's hands walked up to An Lan's toned chest, he poked into his pajamas, and rubbed it: "Then do you want me to let you be real now?"

"A few things to ask you first." An Lan moved back, avoiding Qi Feng's dishonest hand.

"Okay, you can ask." Qi Feng was very interested.

"In the past, many years ago, when I was with Xiao Rui, did you feel uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, just treat it as fertilizer and water so that it doesn't flow to outsiders' fields."

"How did you talk?" An Lan couldn't help kicking Qi Feng, "Your brother and I are in first love, and you don't feel bad?! So you went to talk about your girlfriend at that time, right?"

Qi Feng was in pain, but he was neither angry nor annoyed: "It's useless to be uncomfortable, you two were like that when you were young. I'm idle and I'm idle, why don't we do more actual combat with girls who are like-minded, so as to improve our skills."

"Dirty!" An Lan was still puzzled after scolding, and added, "Scum!"

"Hey, I'm scum for you." Qi Feng laughed.

"That... my most goddamn time..."

"Huh? Have you ever been a jerk?"

"Don't pretend you don't know! It's just... When my private life is in a mess, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

"Hey, those superficial little boys are all for you to lose your temper, and you haven't suffered, why should I feel bad?"

An Lan felt uncomfortable: "You have a big heart!"

Qi Feng heard a wave of enthusiasm in these words, and asked back: "Then when I married Liang Luo, did you feel uncomfortable?"

An Lan snorted: "To tell you the truth, I'm very uncomfortable!"

Qi Feng couldn't help poking his face in front of him: "It turns out that my Lan Baoer has been secretly in love with me so early!"

"Pull it down." An Lan snorted, "I feel bad because people like you can get married. I think I must have taken advantage of that official lady. It's shameful and hateful. I really want to mess with you!"

"After all, I have me in my heart, so I don't want to part with it." Qi Feng said happily.

An Lan paused, and then asked: "After that, I was with He Qiyan, did you feel uncomfortable?"

"A little bit." Qi Feng stretched his waist, with the intention of avoiding it.

"Be more specific, I want to hear." An Lan asked the bottom line.

Seeing that this topic couldn't be avoided, Qi Feng simply became serious: "When you were with Xiao He, I felt that I might never have another chance in this life, because you finally found a suitable lover."

As soon as Qi Feng's words fell, An Lan's vision instantly blurred, and a thin layer of mist covered his eyes: "Back then, when you sent He Qiyan to carry out the mission, it was really not to separate me and him?"

Qi Feng shook his head solemnly: "I can swear, absolutely not. If I can change him to accompany you on the walk, I won't stick to you."

An Lan took a long breath and didn't speak for a long time. He thought that he was born as a lone star, destined to be alone, but unexpectedly, fate arranged for two men to love him deeply one after another.

At this moment, An Lan took the initiative to lean into Qi Feng's arms, and hugged the person in front of her tightly: "Old fox, I will never make you feel uncomfortable again."

Qi Feng patted An Lan in his arms like coaxing a child, and asked softly, "Lan Lan, can you whistle for me?"

"Huh? What whistle." An Lan didn't understand.

"The first time I saw you, it happened that you were turning over from the window of my house. I've never seen such a light-handed little boy. That night, you whistled a song, which was very nice..."

A melody from memory rose to An Lan's heart. He tilted his head back and smiled slightly: "Okay, so it turned out that you had evil intentions the first time you saw me."

"Yeah, you see it's not easy for me." Qi Feng also smiled, "I've been secretly in love with you for half a century."

"Your love is clearly Minglian! You've caught up with Mingqiang, okay?" An Lan blushed slightly, "You have to promise me one thing, for the rest of your life, you will cook for me and have sex with me. "

"Tsk tsk, your request is not low."

"Why, can't you do it?"

Qi Feng lovingly kissed An Lan's lips: "Okay, brother promises you, I will only cook for you and have sex with you for the rest of my life."

The request was met, and An Lan gently blew the familiar melody. It was an old Soviet song called "Night in the Suburbs of Moscow".

In the garden late at night, everything is quiet, and the leaves are no longer rustling;

How beautiful the night is, it fascinates me, in this charming night.

……

My sweetheart, sitting beside me, watching me silently;

I want to tell him, but I don't know how to say it, and how many words I keep in my heart.

……

The long night is passing, the sky is getting bright;

I hope that from now on, you and I will never forget the night outside Moscow.

……

At the end of the song, An Lan found that the person holding her was still and had fallen asleep.He couldn't help but moved his lips together, kissed Qi Feng's side of the cheek, and whispered: "Old fox, I love you."

A few seconds later, another magnetic male voice sounded in the quiet and warm room——

"I love you too, Lanlan."