Save the Sick Iceberg Project

Sure enough, Rong Xin's home was not far from the school, and Pei Yan walked 10 minutes to the downstairs of the community.

The night was getting dark, without the noise of the brats, the neighborhood seemed extraordinarily quiet.In a modern metropolis that is brightly lit even at night, the community near the school is like a small oasis surrounded by stars, still maintaining the most primitive and simple appearance of the buildings of the last century.

Pei Yan hugged Rong Xin and walked under the quiet paulownia tree, followed by the rustling of fallen leaves, walked into the doorway and got on the elevator.

"Which floor do you live on?" Pei Yan asked softly.

"Six..." Rong Xin leaned against his chest weakly, unwilling to say a word.His beautiful side face was pale and cold, his face was very haggard, his eyelashes drooped, and his breathing was so weak that it was like a gossamer.

As the elevator went up, Pei Yan put one arm around Rong Xin's back and the other around his knee. This princess hug position allowed him to see Rong Xin's face at the closest distance.He stared at him intently for a long time, Rong Xin's shallow breath puffed on his chest, Pei Yan could only feel his heart beating very fast, and there was a feeling of distress and excitement scratching his body.

——If only I could have noticed Guo Yiran earlier, Xiao Bingshan would not have suffered such a crime.

Pei Yan couldn't help being afraid, Rong Xin's injuries seemed to be worse than he imagined, he thought he would recover after being punched, but until now his face is still pale, and his slender fingers are pressing on his stomach He never let go, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, as if he was more uncomfortable than before.

The Bingshan beauty is really different from the five big and three rough old men. She is weak and pitiful and hurts people, making people unable to help but feel a desire to protect.

Pei Yan lowered her head and asked, "Does your stomach still hurt?"

Rong Xin shook his head, Pei Yan's deep and magnetic voice surrounded him warmly at close range, and his ears were a little unnaturally red.

When the elevator reached the sixth floor, Rong Xin struggled to push Pei Yan's chest: "Put me down..."

"You can't leave now, let me hold you." Pei Yan was reluctant to let go.

"Put me down!" Rong Xin punched him in the chest, but shocked himself, clutching his stomach so painful that he couldn't speak.

Pei Yan couldn't laugh or cry but couldn't hold him back, so he carefully put him on the ground.As a result, Rong Xin's legs went limp as soon as he touched the ground, and he slid down while holding his belly against the wall.

"Look at it, look at it." Pei Yan scooped him up before he touched the ground, as if he had expected him to fall a long time ago, and his tone was a little imperceptibly proud, " Now you are like a little vampire who has been hungry for hundreds of years, you can’t even stand still, and you still want to be brave. Where is the key?"

Rong Xin feebly took out the key from his pocket, Pei Yan wrapped his forearm around his waist, opened the door with one hand, pushed the door and walked in without any sense of unfamiliarity.

The deserted and empty room came into view, Pei Yan smiled: "Not bad, two rooms and one living room."

"Go to the bedroom..." Rong Xin pointed weakly.

Pei Yan immediately walked in with Rong Xin in his arms like the head of the family, gently put him on the bed in the bedroom, dutifully helped him take off his shoes, and then sat down beside him: "Look , can't you leave me?"

Rong Xin ignored him, curled up as soon as he touched the bed, folded his hands into his lower abdomen.

Under the warm light of the bedroom, Pei Yan could now see clearly that his chain bones were covered with cold sweat, his beautiful eyebrows were tightly knit, the corners of his upturned eyes were glistening, and even his eyelashes were wet.

"It really hurts so much?" The smile on Pei Yan's face faded, she frowned and squatted beside the bed to break Rong Xin's arm on her stomach, "Let me see your stomach."

"Don't touch me..." Rong Xin frowned and curled up tightly.His black hair was scattered on the pillow, wet with sweat and sticking to his snow-white forehead in strands.

Pei Yan gritted her teeth in distress, fearing that Rong Xin's internal organs would be damaged by Guo Yiran, she didn't dare to let him press his hand so firmly, and softly persuaded him: "Let go, I'll just take a look."

Rong Xin didn't let go, Pei Yan used his ultimate skill, lowered his head and approached him hoarsely: "If you don't let go, I will kiss you. Anyway, we are alone in the same room, I can't hold back."

Rong Xin was stunned by his shameless and hooligan behavior, Pei Yan took the opportunity to grab his wrist.He was strong and muscular, and Rong Xin was no match for him. After struggling a few times, Pei Yan broke his hand off his stomach.

"Hmm..." Without external pressure, the pain in the abdomen multiplied, Rong Xin straightened her neck in pain, and let out an unbearable low gasp, "Pei Yan...it hurts..."

"Be good, I'll be fine soon." Pei Yan comforted her softly, but the trembling "Pei Yan" seemed to hook out some secret thing in her heart without any defense.He swallowed hard, forcing himself not to think in the wrong direction, he held Rong Xin's two wrists together and pressed them on the top of his head, he untied his coat with the other hand, and lifted up the thin layer of clothes inside. shirt.

There was a clear bruise on the lower abdomen, Pei Yan's face darkened instantly, and he frowned and pressed lightly on Rong Xin's lower abdomen.

"Hmm..." Rong Xin's stomach couldn't stand the pressure at all, and he groaned. He straightened his slender waist to avoid Pei Yan's movements, and bent and stretched his two long legs in pain on the bed, "Don't press..."

"Don't press, don't press." Pei Yan quickly raised her hand, and touched the back of his hand comfortingly.

There is no obvious stiffness or abnormality in the abdomen, and the internal organs should not be damaged.

"Guo Yiran's grandson." Pei Yan's face was full of gloom, and he cursed in a low voice, "This matter is endless."

"Don't argue with him, it's not worth it..." Rong Xin frowned slightly, his forehead was covered with sweat.His face is very cool and cold, originally he had the feeling of not eating the fireworks of the world, but when he felt uncomfortable, there was an unexpected charm, like a Xi Shi holding a heart, which aroused pity, and made people want to hold him in his arms to appease.

Pei Yan's Adam's apple groaned.

"Hmm..." Rong Xin seemed to be in severe pain again, and turned his head to the side with a low moan.

Pei Yan forced herself to concentrate—since there was no internal organ damage, why did it hurt so badly.

He thought for a while, stretched out his fingers and stroked gently on Rong Xin's belly.

Rough fingertips touched the delicate milk-like skin, and Rong Xin's body trembled suddenly, panting and looking at him: "What are you doing..."

"I have learned some Chinese medicine, so I can diagnose your pulse for you." Pei Yan said nonsense.

The slippery touch under his fingers was like the finest silk. Pei Yan's heart was beating wildly, and he felt his ears burning hot. Rong Xin's skin was whiter than most people he had ever seen, and his belly was white and tight. Obvious muscle mass, but the smooth and graceful lines of the vest line can be clearly seen.

It's really strange, Pei Yan thought to himself, with a body that is obviously weak, why does it not look as weak as imagined, but instead has a taut aesthetic feeling.

"Is the pulse detected on the stomach?" Rong Xin's panting became more and more rapid, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, "Pei Yan!..."

Pei Yan's fingers stopped suddenly, and landed two centimeters below Rong Xin's navel. She raised her head and asked, "Why is there a scar here?"

If you don't look carefully, you can hardly see it. You can only feel the outline of the raised scar with your fingers, which is a full three centimeters long.

Rong Xin's body paused slightly, and he turned his head sideways: "When I was a child, I bumped into the corner of the bed... What do you care about so much, if you don't let go, I will kick you!..."

"Songsongsong, don't move around, be careful that the pain will be worse." Pei Yan finally let go of him, grabbed the paper towel next to the bed to help him wipe the sweat from his forehead, and glanced at the pale pink scar .

"Is it because the abdomen was injured when I was a child that the pain is so severe?"

Panting, Rong Xin tore off his clothes and pressed his lower abdomen: "I've had a bad stomach and a weak body since I was a child, so of course I can't resist such a heavy punch from him... Have you finished asking, when are you leaving?"

"How can I rest assured to leave you alone when you are like this." Pei Yan smiled softly and bent down, "Why are you driving me away in such a hurry, I am not better than Xie Zhiyuan?"

"Xie Zhiyuan is my senior, we are just friends." Rong Xin was speechless.

"Oh?" Pei Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Then what do you think I am you?"

I don't know if it was because there were no one around, but Pei Yan didn't mean to be reserved at all. When he raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, he had a handsome and ruffian air, and when he looked down from a high place, his heartbeat couldn't be restrained.

Rong Xin looked away unnaturally, thinking that you are a dick.

Pei Yan smiled suddenly, took out the phone, turned on the camera, leaned towards Rong Xin, and hugged his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Rong Xin asked in surprise.

click-

"Remember this precious moment." Pei Yan entered the password with a smirk and unlocked the phone for him to see.

In the photo, Pei Yan is smiling and wrapping Rong Xin in his arms, looking very intimate.

Rong Xin's ears became redder in an instant, and he struggled to grab his collar: "Delete it!"

"I don't." Pei Yan opened WeChat in front of him, and maliciously sent this photo to Xie Zhiyuan: [Senior, I take good care of Rong Xin, don't worry. 】

The top of Xie Zhiyuan's dialog box immediately changed to typing, but nothing was sent after typing for a long time.

Pei Yan smiled and shook her head, "What about Xiao Xinxin, the senior must be typing and scolding me at length."

Rong Xin didn't have the strength to scold him, and curled up with his back facing him while clutching his stomach.

"Are you still in pain?" Pei Yan casually put the phone on the bedside table, "Is there really no need to go to the hospital?"

"No..." Rong Xin closed his eyes, "I hate the smell of disinfectant in the hospital..."

"Then...then I rub it for you?" Pei Yan blushed slightly.

"Get out." Rong Xin pushed away Pei Erha's eager hooves in disgust.

Pei Yan was very hurt, and deliberately rubbed against him again: "It's not that I've never seen you feel uncomfortable, didn't I also accompany you when you had a stomachache last time."

Rong Xin raised his eyelids exhaustedly. He always felt that Pei Yan seemed to be different from before. Although he was coquettish in the past, he was always concerned about the image of a straight man, but tonight he seemed to be unscrupulous as if he had taken the wrong medicine.

Rong Xin didn't know that the existence of Xie Zhiyuan gave Pei Yan an unprecedented sense of crisis. This feeling was like a knight suddenly discovering a treasure that he had finally found was squatting next to a dragon that had been guarding it for four years, and he was still ready to swallow the treasure at any time. The kind that goes into the stomach.

Pei Yan looked at Rong Xin, he thought that he only regarded Rong Xin as a friend, but the appearance of Xie Zhiyuan made him realize his true thoughts early - he didn't want others to get close to Rong Xin.

This desire for dominance is so terrifying that when he saw Xie Zhiyuan squatting beside Rong Xin, he had the urge to kick him away, and when he saw Guo Yiran bullying Rong Xin, his rage value instantly rushed to the extreme .

However, Pei Yan's love experience is almost zero, and he can almost be said to be dull in this regard. He can't tell what he thinks about Rong Xin now. He wants to possess and protect like a kitten at home. Or some other unexplainable emotion.

He couldn't figure it out for a while, Pei Yan simply didn't think about it, his eyes were full of Rong Xin's slightly trembling body in pain, and his mind was full of him.

"Do you often have stomach pains? Your parents didn't take you to the hospital for a radical cure?" Pei Yan was so distressed that he wanted to hold Rong Xin in his arms, but he was afraid of scaring him, so he forcibly maintained the appearance of a gentleman. look asked.

"Cure?" A sneer appeared on Rong Xin's weak and pale face, and the heels of his palms pressed down hard on the place where the pain persisted in the lower abdomen, "The reason why I am weak and sick... is thanks to them..."

Pei Yan was taken aback.

Although he had long guessed that Rong Xin's family environment was not good, he never thought that it would be so bad.Pei Yan has mixed feelings in his heart. He himself has lived in a loving and wealthy family environment since he was a child. He has a mother who is a psychologist who knows how to comfort people, and a father who is a criminal policeman with a sense of justice and masculinity.His parents have always been a warm and kind image in his impression, and the same is true for him, and it is precisely in this way that his character can be as complete and sunny as it is now.

He knew that not all families were as perfect as his, but he didn't expect that there would be parents who would cruelly hurt their children.

"You have a particularly bad relationship with your parents?" Pei Yan asked tentatively.

Rong Xin seemed to be in more pain, adjusted his posture and hugged his abdomen, and there was an imperceptible tremor in his voice: "My parents divorced, and my mother was an alcoholic. She died when I was 12 years old... I can I've been living today thanks to my sister and my own fate..." As if he didn't want to say more, he was silent for two seconds, and said in a cold voice, "You people from City A who grew up in honey pots are I don't understand..."

The gap between the rich and the poor in the alliance is very large. City A is the richest city and can reach the level of a well-off per capita, while the adjacent city B is one of the poorest cities in the entire alliance.There is only an electronic wall at the junction of two completely different cities, and ironic scenes are staged almost every day - on the left side of the wall is a rich young man in clean clothes and carrying a small patent leather schoolbag; In the ruins, he barely survived by picking up garbage.

The only chance for the children of City B to succeed is to pass the unified examination of the alliance and get admitted to other cities. Every year, tens of thousands of students in City B study desperately, just for the chance to leave the land where they grew up.

Pei Yan was born in City A, and he only watched the situation in City B on TV. When he was young, he organized his classmates to donate to the schools in City B, but it was the first time he heard about it.

He didn't know how to comfort Rong Xin, and he didn't even know whether he should speak at this time.Fate is unfair. He was lucky enough to be born in the happiest family in the richest city. What qualifications and stand does he have to comfort Rong Xin who struggled to survive in the dark since he was a child? At this time, even a word of sympathy is great Satire.

Only now did Pei Yan realize that there was a huge gap called "birth" between him and Rong Xin. This gap was more terrifying than the difference in personality, and there was almost no way to easily bypass it.

"Then where is your sister now?" Pei Yan brought the topic to the only safe place. It seemed that the relationship between Rong Xin and her sister was pretty good. "Has she also passed the test in City A?"

Rong Xin's back suddenly trembled, and in a place Pei Yan couldn't see, there seemed to be thousands of emotions rolling violently in his deep pupils.

City A, if my sister hadn't come to City A at the beginning, then all the tragedies that followed might not have happened.

Rong Xin's panting gradually became rapid, and for a moment he could hardly breathe.The long lavender dress in the memory was stained with blood, and the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus filled the nostrils with blood.

Severe pain churned from the depths of the heart, like a sharp knife slashing open the heart, cutting all the way to the lower abdomen, piercing into the bone-deep wound in the abdomen, the pain was heartbreaking.

"Hmm!" Rong Xin grabbed his stomach and arched his body suddenly, his face lost all blood in an instant.

"Rong Xin?" Pei Yan seemed to realize something was wrong, and stepped forward to hold his shoulder, "What's wrong?"

Cold sweat slid down Rong Xin's handsome pale cheeks in a moment, his knuckle fingers firmly pressed against the center of his lower abdomen, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he squeezed out a cry from between his teeth: "It hurts... "

Pei Yan was a little panicked, and asked anxiously, "How does it hurt? Is it more painful than before?"

The pain aggravated with the emotional changes. The already fragile intestines convulsed instantly under the blessing of grief, and the lower abdomen under the palm of the hand was extremely painful, as if the intestines were stirred by sharp ice.

"Uh..." Rong Xin finally couldn't bear the severe pain in his stomach. His long legs bent and straightened, and then he grabbed the bed sheet violently, almost rolling on the bed in pain, "Stomach hurts..."

Pei Yan became anxious all of a sudden, he never expected to have such a big reaction when he mentioned his sister Rong Xin, it was a PTSD-like reaction, exactly the same as the stomach pain last time, only this time it seemed to be more serious!

"You'll hurt yourself if you press like this!" Pei Yan hurriedly got onto the bed without thinking about it, hugged Rong Xin in her arms, and stretched out her hand to break the hand that was firmly pressed on his stomach.

However, this time it was not as easy as before, Rong Xin's hand seemed to be stuck on the lower abdomen, and it was still sinking continuously, obviously the pain was unbearable.

"Ugh..." The abdominal pain intensified again, veins burst out on Rong Xin's snow-white neck, his feet kicked the bed sheet desperately, his moan was almost crying, "It hurts..."

"Press the stomach lightly!" Pei Yan was sweating anxiously, Rong Xin was tossing and turning in pain in his arms, pinching his lower abdomen with his fingertips, panting like a collapse, and the corners of his eyes were so red that it almost overflowed his physiology Tears: "Stomach...uh... so uncomfortable..."

As a rough guy who has led his brothers to fight in groups since he was four years old, has won the Sanda championship, and has been with his father in the police station since he was a child, this is the first time in Pei Yan's history that he has experienced the feeling of being at a loss. It's not a problem for him to rush out to fight with Guo Yiran, but how to make the little iceberg in his arms not hurt, it will kill him.

"Do you have any medicine at home!" Pei Yan was anxious and hugged him tightly, but Rong Xin couldn't answer at this moment. He fell into Pei Yan's arms, his body trembling violently, and his hands were scrambling. Press down on the abdomen.

"Wait for me, I'll find you medicine!"

Pei Yan was about to get out of bed when Rong Xin suddenly grabbed the clothes on his chest as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and stuck his whole body against him, as if subconsciously wanting to use the temperature of Pei Yan's body to dissolve the ice knife stabbed in his stomach. There was a sharp pain like a thorn, and there was a low cry like a cry in his throat: "Um..."

"Rong...Rong Xin?" Pei Yan blushed instantly, her heart beating like it was going to burst out of her chest.He swallowed with difficulty, although he had never had a similar experience, but there seemed to be a voice in his body telling him that he should do this now - he leaned back on the head of the bed, hugged Rong Xin in his arms, "Don't be afraid, let go of your hand." He whispered soothingly in the most gentle voice.

Maybe it was because the pain was so dizzy, or maybe it was because he couldn't get rid of it in the severe pain. Rong Xin's hand that was firmly pressing on his lower abdomen seemed to loosen a little. Pei Yan quickly seized this opportunity and stuffed his hand into it. In the gap between Rong Xin's hand and abdomen.

Warm big hands covered Rong Xin's cold lower abdomen, and Pei Yan used his unfamiliar but powerful movements to massage the spasm in Rong Xin's lower abdomen over and over again: "It doesn't hurt anymore, I'm here."

Rong Xin leaned against his arms weakly, panting lowly.

The minute hand of the clock on the wall went round and round. After an unknown amount of time, the violent spasm in Rong Xin's stomach finally calmed down under the slow massage. His trembling gradually became smaller. His stomach was warm, and Pei Yan seemed to warm his stomach again.

A trace of shame crept up in his heart, and his rationality told him that he should push Pei Yan away quickly, but for some reason, he didn't want to move.

His whole body was full of fatigue after the pain. Rong Xin raised his sweaty eyelashes and looked down, only to see Pei Yan clumsily clasping his hands together and quickly rubbing them to warm them up, then covering his belly button, muttering in a low voice: " If the navel does not leak air, there will be no stomach pain. No pain, no pain, the pain will subside."

He just repeated it over and over again, I don't know how many times he did it, but he never stopped.

——You're so stupid, you deserve to be Erha.

There were still tears of pain on Rong Xin's pale face, but the corners of his eyes gradually turned red from Pei Yan's chanting.

Pei Yan's movements seemed to coincide with those of the person in her memory. A long time ago, when she was a child of a few years old, her sister hugged him like this, rubbing her hands on his belly button.

"Xiao Xin is good, my sister is here, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore. Our Xiao Xin is a man, so we don't cry, right?"

……

"Rong Xin?" Pei Yan was pleasantly surprised to find that he opened his eyes, "Is it better?"

Rong Xin looked at him as if he had just woken up, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes looked black and deep against the pale face: "Are you eating my tofu?..."

Pei Yan raised his hand from his stomach as if electrocuted, and swears to the sky with three fingers guiltily: "No! Absolutely not!"

Seeing his flushed face, Rong Xin finally couldn't hold back and smiled weakly.

Pei Yan's heart stopped beating in that shallow smile for an instant.

There was a faint scent of mint in the air, which was the same as Rong Xin's body. He hugged Rong Xin so motionlessly, his heart seemed to turn into warm syrup, sweet, as if he would get drunk after just one sip.

He put Rong Xin back on the pillow, covered him with a quilt, and obediently squatted back to the bed and looked at him: "Guo Yiran is not a good person, don't act alone these few days, call me if you have anything to do." Come on, I'll protect you."

Rong Xin huddled under the quilt, only revealing a pair of black eyes.

He looks like a kitten, Pei Yan found out that Rong Xin only occasionally has this kind of soft and cute expression when he is uncomfortable every time.

"Don't think too much about it! It's just socialist classmate love!" Afraid that Rong Xin might misunderstand, and also afraid that he would not be able to hold back, Pei Yan hurriedly patted his chest and promised, "Absolutely pure!"

"Aren't you very busy..." Rong Xin looked at him, "Student union or something, don't you have to meet the person in charge of Hongcheng Group next week?"

"Not busy, not busy! Those are secondary, protecting you is my top priority." Pei Yan hastily expressed his position, for fear that Xie Zhiyuan would rob him at that time.

"Hmm..." Rong Xin lowered his eyes, "I want to drink water."

Pei Yan: "Okay! Where is the kettle?"

If you don't refuse, you will acquiesce!

Rong Xin signaled the kitchen with his eyes: "There is no hot water, so we have to boil it now."

"Just wait, I'll be right back." Pei Yan immediately went to boil water, wagging her tail.

The huge room fell silent, and Pei Yan's out-of-tune cheerful humming came from the distant kitchen.

A faint smile appeared in Rong Xin's dark eyes, but then the smile faded, and he slowly turned over to look at Pei Yan's mobile phone on the bedside table.

In the night, his cold face was pale and lifeless under the moonlight, and his dark eyes were like a bottomless abyss, as if he was struggling fiercely.

He picked up Pei Yan's cell phone, and copied from his memory the tiny movements of Pei Yan's fingers when he entered the password not long ago.

click.Phone unlocked.

Sliding his finger down, he found the name marked "Mr. Tan of Hongcheng Group" from Pei Yan's address book.

Rong Xin's fingers trembled slightly, and a desperate determination finally appeared in his eyes. He clicked on the chat history, and firmly remembered the specific time and place when Mr. Tan and Pei Yan would meet next week.

The author has something to say: Xiao Xinxin is about to embark on a dangerous career of revenge