Love Killer

Gran stopped at the door. He wanted to leave, but the conversation inside continued.

"The situation is not that bad, don't be too pessimistic." Dr. Warman seemed to be holding the check report in his hand, with the sound of paper rubbing, and was silent for a few seconds, maybe he was warned, "...as a doctor, I think Patients have the right to know, but since you're so serious...I understand, I will try my best to cooperate."

Don't tell Ian the result of the bolt test, is it a bad result?Gran took this discovery to heart, and was about to take Neilfei away when the door opened.

Feston was standing at the door, and he saw him.

Gran now understands why Ian said that Feston is not an ordinary FBI. No policeman he has ever seen has such a terrifying expression, which can instantly arouse his sense of crisis.

That's an instinct that only kicks in when faced with danger.

Gran pulled Nilphie behind him, facing Feston, "I heard your conversation."

"You didn't hear." The light gray eyes were indifferent, but it made people feel hairy, "What you should say is that you didn't hear anything."

"Didn't I hear?" Gran met Feston's gaze, "If Ian knows that you are hiding something from him, once he has distrust of you, he will never trust you again."

It's not like Felston doesn't know this, "You don't need to tell me."

"He will be disappointed in you and lose his trust in you. The situation of getting along like this will never happen again. He will leave you. If his legs don't heal, he will definitely leave you. A person who has lost the ability to protect himself A killer is equal to a useless..."

Gran's words stopped suddenly. Seeing Feston's darker expression, he suddenly came to his senses, "You didn't tell him because you were afraid he would leave?"

I'm afraid, what a direct definition.

Feston took out a cigarette, remembered that it was in the hospital, put it back, and stuffed it back into his pocket, "It has nothing to do with you, whether he will go or not, that is something I need to worry about."

"You're jealous because of my friendship with him." Gran said what he had discovered during these days, "Although you didn't show it clearly, I'm not blind. I saw it. When Ian didn't pay attention, you Look in my eyes."

He was decadent, but no matter what he was, he was a top-notch killer, and his observation ability was also top-notch, "You are afraid that I will influence him, and you care about the influence I will have on him."

Feston would sometimes sit on the couch and read, but his mind wasn't there, he'd look at him, that way of examining and evaluating something, as if he were some kind of virus, spreading the threat of death to another called Ian.Noy's people.

"You've said enough." Fieston neither admitted nor denied, and passed by him, "Shut your mouth, otherwise I have plenty of ways to keep you from speaking, remember this, Drem Gran one"

Saying his name, the protracted ending gradually dissipated with the footsteps of leaving, but the sense of threat was not diluted.

Gran stood where he was, and Neilfei pulled his sleeve from behind. He turned his head and stroked his son's hair, "We have been threatened, son, do you think we should tell Ian the truth?"

He looked at the back of Feston in front of him.

To, or not to?

He still doesn't know what the result of the thrombus test is, how serious it is, or not that serious at all. After all, Dr. Warman said so, don't be too pessimistic, that is to say, it may not be as bad as he imagined?

Gran was in a dilemma. He was hesitating whether he should say it. If it was before, he would never hesitate. The matter was important, and of course he should tell Ian, but the situation now is different from before. It is no longer just the two of them who are completing It's time for the task, and there's still Feston.

This man is very troublesome, his tough attitude is like a stone in front of him, whenever Gran wants to say something, he will feel Feston's gaze, the unpredictable eyes are always like a warning.

Feng Zhannuo's injury is considered to be healed, but just like when he went for a checkup, he still walks a little awkwardly, and he always feels that his legs don't look like his own. The checkup result is that it's caused by his psychological factors.

Just like some people have no abnormalities in their bodies and no diseases, but they just can’t wake up. The reason is that their subconscious minds do not want to face reality so much that they respond physiologically.

“PTSD? After all these dangerous years of my life, when I was just trying to settle myself down, I had it. It’s like telling a joke,” I said. This doctor should consider changing careers. "

This is ridiculous, "I'm very alert, but I've always been alert. I don't have dull eyes or insomnia. You know this best." He pointed at Feston with a pointed look.

Seeing the provocative and suggestive smile under the raised eyebrows, Feston wanted to push him down on the table to have a good taste, but at the same time wanted to hug him tightly and tell him the truth.Mao Bo's career is better than that of the emperor's family, but the doctor said so, just listen to it, don't care too much. ’ But he ended up doing nothing, reaching out to him, ‘Come here. "

Gran was also in the living room, and Neilfei was stacking building blocks on the carpet under the table, Feng Zhannuo glanced at him, "Why don't you come over?" He hooked his fingers, "I'm a patient, Jie!

He looked at him with a half-smile, and Feston stood up indifferently, strode forward and sat down beside him, hugged his neck, and the fingers pressing his scalp seemed to have magic power, stretching from between his hair clumps. Sliding to the body, twisting his wrist to the back, a wet kiss was directly printed on Feng Zhannuo's open neckline.

"You forgot that there are spectators here..." Fighting on the sofa is a common occurrence, Feng Zhannuo shot past Feston's restraints with ease, but Feston did not back down, nor did he change his mind Meaning, pressing his legs with the strength of his lower body, "The audience can exit."

The springs in the sofa groaned dully, their movements were too aggressive, and the torn buttons slapped and rolled from the carpet to the floor.

This was simply a scene of violence and violence. Gran covered Neilfei's eyes, glanced at the two entangled people on the sofa, hesitated to speak, sighed, and quickly left the scene with Neilfei.

Don't know Feston.How long can Al Qaeda endure?How far can the truth be concealed?

He couldn't help thinking about it.

In the living room, Feston's enthusiasm was out of control, he was short of breath, his strong arms suppressed Feng Zhannuo's counterattack, and the flames of passion and desire were ignited in his eyes, burning with thrilling heat.

Feng Zhannuo was burned by him, and Feston's actions were almost violent, arousing his reaction forcefully, abstinence for a period of time, of course for his sake, and now the sudden eruption is similar to a volcanic eruption, the two of them are like The ignited gunpowder burned together with a bang.

What should he do with him, the wolf wants him, tell him the truth when he is insane?But it's a pity that no matter what the situation, Feng Zhannuo will not let himself be delirious, even in the most passionate time, it is impossible to do it.

They are really alike in some respects. Feston bit the protrusion on his chest and attacked violently. Sweat dripped down the leather sofa from their jointed arms. Promise.

The person he fell in love with was essentially a character that was difficult to fool. Like Feston himself, a certain killer had keen observation and accurate intuition, plus a skill that few people could match.

Once he loses the ability to protect himself, what will a proud person like him do? At that time, it will not only be a question of whether to stay or not... After the passion is over, there is still a vague atmosphere of ambiguity in the air, and Feng Zhannuo is paralyzed. On the carpet under the sofa, half-closed his eyes and panted, "I'll do the same to you next time, whether you can bear it or not."

With a hoarse voice, he leaned on the armrest and sat up. Firston tied up his shirt and kissed him on the neck, "You mean you can't take it anymore?"

"Fuck you." There were hickey marks on his chest, and he glanced at him, and he punched Feston.

Feston walked towards the bathroom with a smile, and soon heard the sound of running water. Feng Zhannuo was sitting on the carpet, leaning against the sofa, and a figure passed behind him. Gran arrived at the door of the bathroom, his low voice was blocked by the sound of water .

"It's because of me that he got hurt. It's hard for me to hide it from him." Gran kept thinking about this problem, and he closed the door of the bathroom so that no one outside could hear him.

"You have to do this. If you can't do it, then you can leave now." Feston clearly expressed his attitude.

"You want me to lie too? If I really do that, he won't forgive me, and he won't forgive you when he finds out later." Gran didn't understand why Feston insisted on going his own way, "Of course, you can do it when the time comes." Lock him up at home, Ian, who has limited mobility, is no match for you anyway, but he will be completely disappointed in you if you do this."

Gran's judgment is not wrong, he knows Feng Zhannuo, but Feston also knows him.

"Do you want him to become the second you?" Feston's words made it impossible for Gran to continue.

"As long as one day does not know, there is hope for one day. Losing his first-class skills is no small matter for him. From his point of view, he himself is like a malfunctioning machine, but what is waiting for him is not scrapped, absolutely It can't be like that."

Absolutely not, Feston is sure that he is right to do so, "If he wants to hate me, let him hate, one thing you said is right, he will not be my opponent now, anyway, I can lock him at home, But I really hope that doesn't happen."

If it did happen, he'd do whatever he could to keep the doomed killer shut, like he'd always planned to do.

Gran didn't speak anymore. He thought that Feston was afraid that Ian would leave. It turned out that it was more than that. Fiston said these words indifferently, unusually calm and calm, but Gran felt that this man must have loved Ian so much. Well, I will consider this step.

He didn't want to upset Ian, that's all.