Difficult to quit

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"...That's what happened back then. If I hadn't let down my vigilance and let Wen Yajing reveal our whereabouts to Zhang Meng, he wouldn't have asked people to block the alley with knives in Qinghai. In the end, it was to help me take the blame He just went in. Only the Li family can get him out after such a big incident, and of course it was to protect you, so he followed him back to the Li family."

Song Xueqian spoke dryly, swallowed his saliva, and continued: "Qinghai is like this, don't look at him as if he doesn't care about anything, but in fact he has a very heavy burden in his heart. He has always valued us very much. These buddies, of course he values ​​you the most, and he would rather take care of himself than let others suffer."

On the hillside in the countryside, the glass of the car rose at a constant speed. Zhuang Yi pressed his face tightly against the glass, staring at the tall man's back, and his words were broken.

"You fucking, are you going to leave me again?!"

Li Qinghai's body suddenly stopped.

"You left without a word eight years ago, are you going to abandon me now?" Zhuang Yi yelled at him with all his strength, his singing voice was rough and ugly, "Li Qinghai, are you still a fucking human? You said you won’t leave, you said it!! Are all your words considered fart?!”

Li Qinghai turned around, his expression was forced to be calm, "Zhuang Yi, brother is for your own good."

"Shit!" Zhuang Yi's eyes were red, "Did you ask me what I mean? Why do you say it's for my own good, huh? What the hell are you doing?!"

The glass of the car rose to a distance of two finger widths, and it was stuck.

Zhuang Yi just stared at Li Qinghai through the distance of a few centimeters, as if he wanted to poke a few holes in his body with his eyes.

Li Qinghai walked back a few steps, and stood outside the car condescendingly looking at him.

"Why," he said.

"What why? You fucking let me out!!" Zhuang Yi yelled, his face squeezed out of shape on the glass, looking ugly and funny.

"Why do you have to follow me?" Li Qinghai showed a smile uglier than crying, "You may not have seen that group of people who came with knives and wanted my life. When you were 17 years old, you asked someone to follow you." A knife in the waist, isn't that enough?"

"I'm fucking going out, you can't leave me alone!" Zhuang Yi yelled madly, hitting the car glass hard, as if he was going to smash the glass with his head.

"Why do you have to be with me?" Li Qinghai still had this question, "Are you willing to die with me? Why, Zhuang Yi?"

Zhuang Yi didn't answer his question, his head was smashed against the glass, blood dripped down his face, and his usually pretty face looked very ferocious.

Li Qinghai pressed the key, locked the car door with a "click", and looked at him with red eyes.

"Because I can't fucking forget you. I haven't forgotten you for a day in these years. I remember you in my fucking dreams." Zhuang Yi smashed his head on the car window in a breakdown, tears streaming down his face, "Aren't you Do you want to hear this, you heard it this time, are you happy and satisfied?"

"I like you, you are such a fucking bastard, I still like you, you can't want me anymore, if you leave me today, I will never forgive you for the rest of my life, do you hear me?"

Zhuang Yi was so choked up that he could hardly speak, his crying voice was heard on the whole hillside.

There was a piercing sound of brakes from the country road above, and Li Qingxiang's men came to find him.

Li Qinghai's eyes were wet, he squeezed out a smile, bent down and kissed Zhuang Yi's lips through the glass, and said in the most gentle and hoarse voice: "I love you."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Zhuang Yi's eyes were full of despair.

Zhuang Yi began to crazily hit the glass, the car, and everything he could touch with his head. The iron rings of the handcuffs were embedded in his flesh, dripping with blood, but he felt no pain.

"Li Qinghai! Li Qinghai!!" He wanted to stop that person at the top of his lungs, his eyes were flushed, he didn't know if it was blood or tears, "Come back, come back to me fucking!"

His voice was hoarse, and he could no longer yell so loudly, so he could only murmur helplessly: "I don't hate you anymore, don't go, don't leave me alone..."

This world is too lonely, don't leave me alone.

Where are you going to take me, you promised me...

The ferocious faces of the men protruded from the hillside, and the cold light reflected from the knife in their hand.

In the car, Li Qingyang closed his eyes and rested his mind. Song Xueqian looked at the long series of voices he had sent out, and added another one after thinking about it.

"You think, if he told you the truth back then, wouldn't you be more sad? And if you went to him, his aunt didn't know how to deal with you. "

"You also know that Qinghai's mother is often not at home, and he is the only one at home. I have known him for so many years, and I have never seen him care about anyone so much." Song Xueqian paused, "He really cares You. If you cared about his return to the Li family back then, I would like to apologize for him, don't blame him, he really had nothing to do at that time. "

"As long as he has other ways, he won't leave. Do you remember the time you fell into the ice hole? He dared to jump down to save you. Do you think he doesn't care about you?"

He put down the phone and blocked himself.

"It's over." Li Qingyang looked normal, took the phone from him, looked down at the message, and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Song Xueqian turned his head and asked.

"Something happened." Li Qingyang's eyes dimmed, "I didn't expect Li Qingxiang to move so fast now, I underestimated him."

"It's Qinghai?" Song Xueqian sat up straight instantly.

"Yeah." Li Qingyang dialed a number, "Go find Li Qinghai, on the way from city A to city B, all of you go!"

Next to the country road.

More than a dozen people got on and off the three cars, all carrying knives and iron bars, and stood in a row by the side of the road, vaguely in a siege posture.

Zhuang Yi's voice in the back was completely hoarse, and he was still calling his name one after another, as if if he didn't call, Li Qinghai would not be found.

The men climbed over the low guardrail beside the country road and approached here.

Li Qinghai looked back at Zhuang Yi, he stopped struggling now, and just leaned in the car and looked at him, his usually bright eyes were full of despair.

He suddenly thought that when the two reunited, Zhuang Yi had changed a lot, and he often looked at him with indifferent eyes.

But he was still the kid before, with kind thoughts in his heart.

There is probably only one Li Qinghai in this world who can make him despair.

Li Qinghai suddenly felt very distressed.

He strode back to the car, looked at Zhuang Yi, and asked him in a hoarse voice: "Come with me, don't you regret it?"

Zhuang Yi's throat fell, and he could hardly utter a sound, so he shook his head desperately in the car.

Li Qinghai quickly opened the car door at the speed of fearing that he would regret it, first cut off the seat belt, and then uncuffed him.

Zhuang Yi's wrist was already bloody and bloody, it hurt to look at it, but he didn't say a word, just as Li Qinghai untied it for him, he tightly grasped Li Qinghai's sleeve.

"Let go, I'll wrap you up." Li Qinghai just smiled, "It's going to be a real scene later, I heard that you were also a stubborn stumble when fighting with others in high school, is it true or not?"

Zhuang Yi let go, grabbed Li Qinghai's clothes again, and answered him in a hoarse voice: "Really. You will know in a while."

"Okay, let your brother see it." Li Qinghai took out the medicine box from the trunk, took gauze and wrapped it around his wrist twice, and tied it in a knot.

He took off his suit jacket, unbuttoned his shirt, rolled up his sleeves, and he was the overlord Li Qinghai who dominated the No. [-] Middle School back then.

Unlike when he was a child, Zhuang Yi no longer stood behind him, but stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

Li Qinghai picked up two thick branches from the ground and handed one to Zhuang Yi, who had already surrounded him.

Li Qinghai hadn't fought like this with anyone for many years. At first, he struggled to fight. He turned his head to look at the people around him, and found that Zhuang Yi didn't have any rules, but the fight was worse than him.

On the steep slope beside the township road, blood was flying for a while.

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Li Qingyang's men arrived in more than half an hour, and they took rubber sticks that could be powered. They came up and subdued those with knives. They got Zhuang Yi and Li Qinghai, who were covered in blood, into the car and went straight to the B City Hospital.

When the car arrived at the private hospital, Li Qinghai pushed directly into the operating room. His people and Li Qingyang's people emptied that floor and guarded in the corridor.

The people Li Qingxiang hired were all running after Li Qinghai, and they didn't give any money to chop Zhuang Yi, so they all greeted Li Qinghai. In addition, Li Qinghai directly put Zhuang Yi under him, Zhuang Yi only suffered a little flesh injury, and the doctor treated the wound and it was fine.

Li Qinghai's side was more serious. The lights in the operating room were on all night, and Zhuang Yi wore bloody clothes and smoked at the door of the operating room all night.

Xiao Chen and Liu Han came with Li Qingyang's assistants, and they took turns persuading him, telling him to go to rest first, even if he went to a meeting first.

Zhuang Yi just shook his head, his throat fell down, and he didn't speak, just staring at the door of the operating room with a cigarette in his mouth.

In the end, these few people had nothing to do with each other, so they had to wait by the side with him.

Li Qinghai only pushed it out in the early morning, and Zhuang Yi went up to see it, and saw that his face was as white as paper.

He wanted to touch his sharp eyebrows, but he stretched out his hand halfway and saw that his fingers were covered with dried blood and mud, and retracted it again.

Dr. Shen looked tired, and saw that his complexion was not much better than that of the one on the hospital bed, so he persuaded him angrily: "The anesthesia will last for a few hours, you should go change your clothes and rest for a while, don't be sick." After finally waking up, I will scare you into fainting."

Zhuang Yi didn't speak, and helped the nurses push Li Qinghai into the VIP ward. When the medical staff had left, Xiao Chen came up and whispered, "Zhuang Yi, go to sleep, the boss has me here."

Zhuang Yi shook his head, took the clothes Xiao Chen brought and changed, then moved a stool and sat beside Li Qinghai's bed, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go to sleep, I'll watch him."

Xiao Chen didn't dare to go to sleep seeing this posture, so he ran downstairs to buy a cup of hot drink, and when he brought it up to see, Zhuang Yi was lying on Li Qinghai's bedside, already asleep.

He glanced at the empty accompanying bed next to him, and deliberately woke up Zhuang Yi to let him go to sleep on the bed, but was afraid that he would refuse, so he didn't call him after thinking about it, but just put his coat on Zhuang Yi, lightly Step out.

He didn't go far, so he nestled in the sofa in the outer room, and prepared that if there was something to ask him inside, he would go there immediately to deal with it.

At this time, the sky outside can already see the gray color, and the sun is about to rise.

This long night is finally coming to an end.