The flower name of rebirth is outside

Bow? "

Hearing this, Yang You slowly opened his eyes, met Qin Mo's slightly angry gaze, and then pulled the corner of his lips weakly, "No." His chin was forced to lift up, and his appearance looked a bit embarrassed , "I can beg you, but I can't touch you."

Qin Mo stared closely at Yang You's eyes, there was not much clarity left in those eyes, but for some reason, his consciousness was still so rational.Qin Mo vaguely sensed something, and asked again: "Could it be that you are thinking about me?"

Yang You smiled, and his voice was still very soft, "I'm just defending my love." He took a breath, and continued: "I'm very lucky, but fortunately I don't have any strength, otherwise I might not be able to control it now." live."

"Yang You..." Qin Mo suddenly realized that he couldn't answer. He looked at the man on the bed, feeling both familiar and strange, "Are you still the Yang You I knew?"

Yang You closed his eyes again, did not answer, and he didn't know how long it took before he said something dreamily, "Then Qin Mo, do you... really hate me that much?"

Qin Mo's eyelashes trembled, and he laughed lowly at himself, "If you were so loyal to love from the beginning, maybe I wouldn't hate you so much."

The conversation that night ended here, followed by a long period of patience and waiting until dawn.

Yang You also couldn't tell how he survived it, anyway, when the effect of the medicine wears off, the sheets are already soaked.Qin Mo helped him to the bathroom to take a cold shower, and changed a new bed sheet for him.

Yang You regained some strength and was able to walk by himself while supporting the wall. He waited for Qin Mo to finish making the bed, and slowly climbed up, pulling the quilt while asking Qin Mo, "If you don't give me medicine, you won't be afraid of me. ran away?"

Qin Mo was very honest, nodded and said, "So I thought of another way."

"Huh?" Yang You didn't understand at that moment, until the cold handcuffs were placed on his wrists, he immediately regretted it. If he had known earlier, he should have beaten Qin Mo hard when his hands were still free. It was really a mistake.

"Go to sleep for a while. After a night of tossing around, it's time to rest." In fact, not only Yang You, but Qin Mo was also exhausted after spending the night with him, so the two of them lay down and started to catch up on sleep. Young Master Yang on the big bed, Qin Mo suddenly felt that he who was sleeping on the sofa didn't look like a kidnapper at all.

That sleep lasted until noon, when Qin Mo got up and saw that Yang You was still awake, he went downstairs alone to buy two bowls of porridge. When he came back, he saw Yang You sitting cross-legged on the bed, and said, "Just woke up, go brush your teeth and wash your face and prepare to eat." lunch."

Yang You raised his handcuffed hands in front of him, "Brother Qin! Uncle Qin! Star Qin! Could you please untie this thing for me first?"

Qin Mo stood by the table and looked at him with a smile, "It's no use being poor with me, you can learn to do everything with two hands."

Yang You's face collapsed upon hearing this, "You are so cruel..."

Qin Mo imitated his exaggerated tone and said, "It's really embarrassing for you to praise me so much..."

Yang You: "..."

Because Young Master Yang's hands are handcuffed together, Qin Mo needs to be on hand for many things. Just now, Qin Mo couldn't stand Yang You's strange posture of drinking porridge with both hands, so he simply took his hand away. Spoon said for a moment of loyalty, "Hey, I feed you!"

Qin Mo fed it quickly, feeding it to Yang You's mouth spoon by spoon. When Young Master Yang was scalded for the nth time, he finally couldn't help complaining: "You, you, you! Slow down!"

"Me, me, me! I'm not slow, what can you do with me?" While speaking, Qin Mo handed over another spoon, obviously intending to confront Yang You.

However, Yang You pursed his lips tightly and refused to open his mouth to say anything. Qin Mo tried several times but failed to feed, instead he got porridge all over the place. Fill your chrysanthemums!"

The threat was just right, Yang You couldn't beat him, so he had to open his mouth to swallow the porridge, and then said with emotion, "The bad tricks you come up with can always break my understanding of the Three Views."

Qin Mo didn't feel ashamed at all, and even replied, "This is the way I love you."

Yang You unceremoniously rolled his eyes at him, "Isn't it really because you hate me?"

Qin Mo was amused after hearing this, and followed his words, "How do you say that? Oh yes, as much as you hate, you can love as much as you hate. Yang You, you've earned it. There's another love for no reason. your people."

Yang You felt that this topic was not very good, and if he said a wrong word, it would easily irritate Qin Mo, so he wisely chose to avoid it, "It's a big joke, Young Master Qin."

Qin Mo shrugged, took another spoonful of porridge, but put it into his own mouth, "What are Young Master Yang afraid of?"

"I'm afraid you'll draw your gun at my head again." Accompanied by Yang You's words, Qin Mo raised the corners of his lips, "Then answer a few questions for me. If you answer well, I'll let you live a few more days. If you don't answer well, we Say goodbye later."

Yang You looked up to meet Qin Mo's eyes, and said in a relatively relaxed tone, "This game is not very fun, can we not play?"

Qin Mo smiled, pulled out the gun from his waist, and weighed it in his hand, "Don't forget, Yang You, you have no choice."

Yang You lowered his head and was completely defeated in front of Qin Mo again. Sure enough, whoever has the gun is the master. He thought he could be called "Brother" in his previous life on the road, but now that he bumps into Qin Mo, he is like a grandson.

"Okay, what do you want to ask?"

Qin Mo was not in a hurry to ask, but raised the gun, tried to angle it towards Yang You, and then put it down again, "What color do you like?"

"Ah?" Yang You once thought that he had heard it wrong, and dared Qin Mo to force him with a gun just to ask this kind of question?He blinked and replied hesitantly, "...black."

Qin Mo nodded in understanding, and then asked the second question, "Which do you like more, a cat or a dog?"

Yang You felt that the game was developing in a direction that he didn't expect as soon as it came up, which made people feel a little inexplicable for a while, so he didn't think much about it, and answered casually based on instinct, "Actually, I prefer to raise wolf."

Qin Mo was speechless for a while, and then asked again after a long while: "Then what car do you like?" He originally wanted to ask Yang You which car he liked, and he thought that a drag racing enthusiast like Yang You would understand what he meant, God knows The other party replied him with three words, "Roller coaster."

Qin Mo felt that either he and Yang Youruo were incompatible, or that this person's comprehension ability was so amazing that humans could not stop him, "Comrade Yang You, your jokes are so cold."

"Comrade Qin Mo, I'm serious."

The room was silent, Qin Mo showed a frustrated expression, he complained about himself for about 30 seconds, then suddenly raised his head and aimed his gun at Yang You, "Are you kidding me?"

Yang You was taken aback by him, and immediately raised his hands, "How dare I?" He looked at the sneer on Qin Mo's lips, and couldn't help but slander in his heart: This man can turn his face faster than a book, he is going to make a fuss which kind?

Qin Mo narrowed his eyes, and touched the trigger with his finger, "Yang You, I warned you in advance, if you feel that you have lived enough, you can continue to make fun of me with your life."

Qin Mo has a ruthless vigor that not everyone can imitate. Yang You admires him, but if the other party uses this ruthlessness on him, it doesn't seem to be the case.

Yang You thought about it, and felt that he had to be more careful when answering later, otherwise, with Qin Mo's temper, he might really shoot.

Qin Mo kept raising the gun for two or three minutes before finally putting the gun down, "I'll teach you a way to live longer." He lowered his head and touched the gun without looking at Yang You. "That is... don't provoke me."

Yang You sighed softly, he had nothing to say, maybe Qin Mo was right, considering his current situation, there was indeed only one way.

Qin Mo saw that Yang You had learned the lesson and learned to be a little better, so he said again, "The last question, please think it over before answering." His expression was very serious, which made Yang You also serious, "If An Qing still alive, will you marry him?"

38. 【A brush with death】

Yang You felt that the most failed thing he did was to ask Qin Mo, "Who is An Qing?" So many years later, when he recalled this day, he still remembered that Qin Mo was listening. The violent reaction to this sentence.

At that time, Qin Mo smiled strangely, "Very well, since you want to die so much, then I will grant you." He didn't say any more, took out a silencer from his pocket and put it on, and approached Yang You step by step.

Yang You could feel that this person was really with him, so he didn't dare to continue sitting, so he quickly stood up and stepped back, "Qin, Qin Mo! Calm down, I don't have a good memory, let me think about it!"

Qin Mo exuded a strong dangerous aura, his index finger was still on the trigger, "Don't think about it, I only gave you one chance, you don't cherish it, no wonder me."

Yang You didn't remember very clearly what happened afterwards, he only knew that Qin Mo had indeed fired a shot, and at that moment he instinctively threw himself to the side, the bullet scraped his arm and embedded itself in the wall behind him, followed by the back of his neck. After being hit hard, his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness just like that.

Yang You had a dream. Like the previous few times, the dream was composed of many fragments. He saw the thin boy in the ward again. This time, the boy was not just a dead body with no temperature, but sitting on the bed. By the window of the ward, Yang You moved a chair and sat beside him, put his arms around the boy's slender waist through the patient clothes, and asked him what he was thinking.

The boy tilted his head thoughtfully, and smiled shyly, "If I