Wolves are reborn

...you don't want me anymore...I'd rather die..."

Yang Jiancheng stared at the bloody hole in Shen Xiuyuan's abdomen, tears streaming down his face.

"If you want to commit suicide... kill me first..."

Shen Xiuyuan gritted his teeth, grabbed Yang Jiancheng's right hand, and stabbed the fruit knife into his abdomen again.

Yang Jiancheng screamed uncontrollably, desperately trying to shake off the murder weapon in his hand, but he couldn't get rid of the restraint of Shen Xiuyuan's hands.

He fell to his knees with a plop, weeping bitterly for mercy.

"I was wrong! I won't kill myself! I want to live! Please, don't hurt yourself again. I hurt! I really hurt!"

"Do you know it hurts now?"

Shen Xiuyuan was trembling with pain, his voice was intermittent.

"Do you know how much it hurts me when you are dying...you actually...don't love yourself so much...you are going to kill...suicide...I just want you...to experience...my pain...

"I want you...to swear to the sky...from now on...never say life or death lightly...be kind to yourself forever...if you break this oath...then Shen Xiuyuan will be struck by lightning!"

Seeing Shen Xiuyuan using his own life to force him to swear, Yang Jiancheng's heart ached.

He wanted to find an excuse to refuse, but found that Shen Xiuyuan was staring at him with blood-red eyes, he quickly raised his left hand, choked up and swore to the sky according to the other party's request.

"Remember...today's oath..."

Shen Xiuyuan let go of Yang Jiancheng's right hand holding the handle of the knife, looked down at the bleeding abdomen with the fruit knife stuck in it, and a weak smile slowly appeared on his pale face.

Bitter tricks...

What a price!

66. Two souls return to one

Yang Jiancheng sat slumped on the kitchen floor, staring at his blood-stained right hand with tears in his eyes, in agony.

What a fool he had done!

Du Yibin rushed into the living room and called the ambulance, then hurriedly searched for the first aid kit, and rushed back to the kitchen.

He supported Shen Xiuyuan, who was soaked in blood, and lay down on the floor. He quickly stopped the bleeding and bandaged him, and his heart hurt like a knife.

In order to teach others to cherish life, he even stabbed himself twice.

What kind of love is this?

Yu Yongping looks forward to it day and night, looking forward to Shen Xiuyuan's attendance at his Ph.D. graduation ceremony and taking a photo with himself wearing a doctor's cap and doctor's uniform.

However, he waited in vain after all, and he could hardly hide his disappointment.

Seeing that Yang Jiancheng did not attend the appointment instead of his mother Liang Zhiruo, Liu Jingyi was worried that something might happen to the child on the way, so she called Liang Honglie to inquire about the situation.

Liang Honglie said that Yang Jiancheng had successfully arrived in New York 5 days ago, and he did not know why his grandson did not go to Stanford University.

Yu Yongping knew that Shen Xiuyuan had made an appointment with Yang Jiancheng to attend his graduation ceremony together.

Seeing that the two missed the appointment together, he was a little worried, so he asked Liang Honglie for the address and phone number of Yang Jiancheng's rented apartment in New York.

Under the recommendation of his supervisor, Yu Yongping has successfully joined the world-renowned research institute, Cold Spring Laboratory, located in Long Island, New York, which enjoys the reputation of the world's life science mecca and the cradle of molecular biology.

He originally planned to lead Shen Xiuyuan and Yang Jiancheng to visit the west coast of the United States, and then go to New York with the two to visit Yang Jiancheng's apartment.

Now, the situation has changed, he is not in the mood to make another stopover, and directly booked a non-stop flight from San Francisco to New York the next morning.

Liu Jingyi told Yu Yongping to go to Yang Jiancheng's apartment first to check the little guy's safety and report to her.

Yu Yongping nodded in agreement, actually he was more concerned about Shen Xiuyuan's safety in his heart.

Yu Yongping dragged his suitcase to find Yang Jiancheng's apartment, and guarded outside the closed gate for more than ten hours.

He didn't wait for Yang Jiancheng's return until the night was dark.

When Yang Jiancheng saw Yu Yongping who was guarding the door, he remembered that he had missed his graduation ceremony.

With a hoarse voice, he said listlessly: "I'm sorry, we missed the appointment."

Yu Yongping followed Yang Jiancheng into the apartment, seeing the latter's description of haggard and listless, he felt an ominous premonition in his heart, and his heart suddenly rose.

He tentatively asked, "Where's Xiaoyuan? He's not with you?"

Yang Jiancheng glanced at Yu Yongping, and replied in a low voice: "He is in the hospital. He was stabbed twice in the abdomen and has been unconscious."

"How could this happen?" Yu Yongping turned pale with shock, "His skill is so powerful, who has the ability to stab him twice?"

Yang Jiancheng was silent for a while, and replied: "Me."

Yu Yongping picked up the collar of Yang Jiancheng's short-sleeved polo shirt, and cursed angrily: "Why are you crazy?"

"He grabbed my hand and stabbed himself twice, and I couldn't break free." Yang Jiancheng explained in frustration.

Yu Yongping was stunned for a moment, and asked sharply: "What did you do to him? Make him do such a stupid thing?"

"Don't ask, okay?" Yang Jiancheng begged for mercy, "I regretted so much that I wanted to stab myself to death with a knife. But he used his own life to force me to swear that I would never talk about life and death lightly, and always treat myself kindly."

Yu Yongping stared blankly at Yang Jiancheng who had a regretful expression on his face, thinking that this person lost his biological parents last autumn, he couldn't help feeling pity in his heart.

He loosened Yang Jiancheng's collar, and asked hoarsely, "Which hospital is he in?"

"St. Luke's Hospital." Yang Jiancheng said, "I'm going to the ward for a shift change at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning. Come with me."

"Okay." Yu Yongping said, "Who is guarding his place now?"

"The partner of one of his venture capital companies is named Du Yibin, and his English name is Patrick. He is a Chinese-American with Chinese-Italian blood." Yang Jiancheng replied.

When Yu Yongping heard about this person for the first time, he felt uneasy, so he asked, "Is this person reliable?"

Reliable ass!

It's just a toad who only wants to eat swan meat!

Yang Jiancheng hated Du Yibin deeply, but had to rely on this powerful local to take care of Shen Xiuyuan. He was full of resentment and resentment, but he couldn't show it, lest Yu Yongping ask him the truth.

"Xiaoyuan seems to trust him very much. He is a local, and this time such a big event happened, so he is needed."

Yu Yongping didn't say any more, turned around and went to the telephone next to the sofa in the living room, and called Liu Jingyi to report her safety.

After hanging up the phone, he hastily drank a bottle of spring water, took a hot shower, and then lay down on the long sofa in the living room.

He has not eaten for more than ten hours, but he has no appetite to eat because of worry.

He is tall and has long legs, and his feet can only rest on the arm of the sofa, which makes him sleep uncomfortable.

Back then, Yang Jiancheng was able to share the same bed with Shen Xiuyuan justifiably, so he only prepared a big 2-meter-wide bed, and he wasn't even allowed to buy a sofa bed.

Seeing Yu Yongping staying overnight, out of politeness, he endured the uncomfortable feeling and invited him to sleep with him.

Yu Yongping was used to sleeping alone since he was a child, and he had a slight obsession with cleanliness, so he politely declined Yang Jiancheng's kindness.

Except for his sweetheart Shen Xiuyuan, he doesn't want to share the bed with anyone else.

Because he hadn't eaten for a long time and his sleep quality was poor, Yu Yongping felt dizzy when he got up in the morning.

He knew that now was the time when Shen Xiuyuan needed him, so he couldn't fall down, so he forced himself to eat a nutritious breakfast.

Yang Jiancheng and Yu Yongping have the same thoughts, even though they are full of worries and have no appetite, they still have to force themselves to eat and sleep, so as not to collapse their bodies.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, the two arrived at the VIP ward of St. Luke's Hospital on time under the gray sky.

Seeing the extremely luxurious decoration and supporting facilities of the ward, Yu Yongping knew that the medical expenses must be paid by this Du Yibin.

Du Yibin had seen a recent photo of Yu Yongping at Shen Xiuyuan's place, and knew that this person was exceptionally talented and talented.

He shook hands with Yu Yongping enthusiastically, and said cordially: "Xiaoyuan planned to introduce us after you came to New York. He has always been proud of you. Congratulations on joining the Cold Spring Laboratory."

"Thank you." Yu Yongping nodded politely and regretted, "It's a pity that such a thing happened."

Du Yibin glanced at Yang Jiancheng who was intertwining fingers with Shen Xiuyuan, his heart was full of resentment.

"The doctor said that Xiao Yuan didn't hurt his internal organs, and his body should be fine. He couldn't explain why Xiao Yuan has been unconscious. He suggested that we keep talking in Xiao Yuan's ear to see if we can wake him up. Are you Xiao Yuan? Someone you value very much, maybe, you can wake him up."

Yu Yongping was very surprised when he heard this situation for the first time.

He responded "I'll do my best", and then turned his attention to the lifeless Shen Xiuyuan.

He sat sideways on the side of the hospital bed, holding Shen Xiuyuan's pale and feeble left hand, feeling extremely distressed.

He said sadly in his heart: "Xiaoyuan, you must have been heartbroken by Yang Jiancheng, so you refused to wake up? Have you ever thought about my feelings? Could it be that in your mind, only One he, and the others, are of no importance?"

The summer night is like ink, and the sky is full of stars.

The mountain breeze brings coolness and waves of pine waves.

Qiao Zixing was wearing a camouflage uniform, lying on his back at the entrance of the cave where the mosquito repellent grass was placed, breathing in the fresh and elegant lemon fragrance, staring at the stars in the night sky that were as bright as diamonds in a daze.

Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable strong sadness welling up in his body, and he felt an inexplicable urge to cry.

This feeling is really too weird!

You know, since he can remember, he has never cried.

Now that he is doing well, he can't help but want to cry.

Just as Qiao Zixing was wondering about this, a flash of inspiration suddenly came to his mind, and he thought of a certain possibility, and his heart was suddenly happy.

At the end of the summer of the previous year, he woke up in a hospital ward in Sichuan Province, and began to think about the meaning of life and seek