perfect life

When He Zihan woke up, he found that there was darkness in front of him. He tried to move, but found that his hands were tied behind his back, but his legs and feet could move freely.

Smelling the atmosphere around him, it was more like being in a warehouse - the experience of working on the construction site told He Zihan that the place he was in was not only a warehouse where no one lived for a long time, but also an underground warehouse.

The air was filled with the smell of humidity and decay, and He Zihan didn't know what was around him.He was sitting on the ground, his eyes were blindfolded, his hands were tied, and he couldn't move.

If it was Chen's old lady who wanted to deal with him, it would be ridiculous to go to war like this.Do you have to put him to death?Really want to be killed?

While He Zihan was thinking in confusion, the door opened.

It was not alone, He Zihan heard a group of footsteps.Before he could ask anything, he was already hit by a stick on his arm.The great force made He Zihan feel chilled. After the left arm was beaten and lost consciousness for an instant, there was a numb feeling again, wondering if the bone had been broken.

They didn't say a word, except for the first person, there were other people who came forward, and the sticks, fists and feet rained down on He Zihan's body.

Both arms were beaten unconscious, and then the legs, abdomen, and chest were beaten many times, sometimes with sticks, sometimes with fists and feet.

He Zihan was able to tell the difference at the beginning, but later his sanity was completely overwhelmed by the pain, and he couldn't tell whether he was hit or kicked by something...

Later, he no longer knew how many times he had been hit on his body, how many places had external bleeding and internal bleeding, and how many bones in his hands, feet, and chest were broken...

He Zihan just sat there quietly, except when his body twitched naturally when the pain was severe, he clenched his teeth and didn't cry out, beg for mercy, or cry out for pain, and let those people beat and kick him, as if he wasn't the one being beaten at all. like.

He knew that this matter was either done by Chen Qiran's mother, or by that old lady.No matter who they were, their starting point was actually for the good of Chen Qiran.

He Zihan only hoped in his heart that these people would not beat him to death like this, he hadn't had time to be happy, he hadn't told Chen Qiran that he loved him, he hadn't been admitted to university, he hadn't left City C...

He didn't do so many things, the road between him and Chen Qiran had just begun, he didn't want to die.

However, now it seems that the situation is not so optimistic.

The skin of his mouth has already been bitten off by himself, and the bloody smell in his mouth is not sure whether it is the blood from his bitten lip or some other internal bleeding.

Suddenly I feel scared.

He was afraid that he would never see Chen Qiran again, and how sad would Chen Qiran be after he was beaten to death like this?

Chen Qiran would not be able to bear it, and He Zihan felt distressed when he thought that he might miss him day and night, so that he would not think about food and drink, and his whole body would be sluggish and thin.

Those people were still beating, but He Zihan could no longer feel the pain.

Losing pain is a terrible thing. It is difficult to know where you have been hurt, and you cannot know where you still have pain and living flesh.

The head was also knocked twice, and there was buzzing in the ears. After a slight ringing in the ears, He Zihan could no longer hear the sound of punching and kicking.

He didn't know if those people had stopped moving or if he had completely lost consciousness.

Just when he was in a trance, someone rushed in staggeringly from outside the door.

"Zihan!!! Get the hell out of here!!! Call the doctor, notify the hospital, hurry up!"

Chen Qiran's voice was a little choked up, I don't know if it was too weak or something, He Zihan felt that his voice was weak and lacked confidence, or maybe Chen Qiran was frightened by his own miserable appearance?

"Chen Qiran..." He opened his mouth with difficulty, but found that his voice was completely hoarse, and He Zihan couldn't help smiling.

"I'm here, I'm here!"

Chen Qiran untied He Zihan's blindfolded black cloth as he spoke, and helped him untie it.Seeing that He Zihan blinked non-stop, as if he was about to fall asleep, Chen Qiran panicked, wanted to shake him but was afraid that he would have internal injuries, so he could only pat He Zihan's face to keep him awake, "Zihan, don't sleep , Wake up, look at me!!"

"How...how did you get out?" He Zihan asked the question that was on his mind, He Zihan wanted to see if Chen Qiran was injured, but he didn't have any extra strength.

"I ran out. I fell asleep. It's okay. I'll take you to the hospital right away, Zihan..."

Chen Qiran said that a huge tear fell on He Zihan's face, which made him feel sad.

The clothes all over his body were already glued to the skin, and there was no response to every movement—the limbs must have been broken, He Zihan thought helplessly.

It seems that if Chen Qiran hadn't appeared in time, he would have been beaten to death.

I have never seen Chen Qiran cry before, but now he is hugging himself and crying, He Zihan feels sorry for such a Chen Qiran.His Chen Qiran should always have a confident smile on his face, nothing can stop him.

"Don't cry... hug me... it's cold..."

Chen Qiran hugged He Zihan in his arms as gently as possible, and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Apart from these words, Chen Qiran didn't know what else to say.

If he hadn't fallen in love with He Zihan, if he hadn't insisted on being with him, maybe he wouldn't have suffered so much.Everything is because of his dedication and love for him.

If he had known that this love would be the culprit for hurting He Zihan, Chen Qiran would rather have never expressed love to He Zihan.

He only wanted him to live a happy and carefree life as an ordinary person, and never thought that he would bring him great disasters one after another.

"Zihan, look at me, look at me, don't sleep!"

"Hmm...so tired...you've lost weight..." He Zihan pulled himself together and said something to Chen Qiran, but it made Chen Qiran feel even more sad.

"It's okay... I lost a little weight, and it will grow back soon. The ambulance will come soon, don't sleep..."

"Chen Qiran, put him down immediately."

An old man's voice came from outside, even if He Zihan didn't look at it, he knew that this person was the old lady of the Chen family, Chen Qiran's great-grandmother.

As her voice fell, another group of people came in from outside the door. The sound of footsteps was louder than the previous one.

"If you don't let him go, I'll shoot him right away!"

With that said, Chen pulled out a short pistol and aimed at He Zihan. Seeing this, Chen Qiran did not let go of his holding He Zihan at all.

"If you want to kill, kill us all. I will be with him no matter what."

As he said that, Chen Qiran kissed He Zihan's cold forehead, and whispered in his ear: "Zihan, don't be afraid... Even if we die, we will die together."

He Zihan opened his eyes and saw the comfort and peace in his eyes, he knew that it would be okay to die with Chen Qiran like this.At least, they can still see each other before they die, and before they die, they still hug each other.

He Zihan wanted to give him a smile, but found that the old lady Chen's gun was suddenly pointed at Chen Qiran, as if she was about to kill Chen Qiran.For a moment, only instinct remained, when He Zihan wanted to pull Chen Qiran's head to block the gun for him, Chen Qiran threw him on the ground.

After the gunshot rang out, He Zihan saw that Chen Qiran's forehead was bleeding...

The scalding blood kept flowing down, and He Zihan wanted to reach out to help him stop the bleeding, but found that he had no strength to move at all.The cells in the whole body are frozen, and there is no way to move at all.

"Chen Qiran!"

"Chen Qiran!"

He Zihan didn't have the strength to shake Chen Qiran, he didn't respond to him, didn't answer.

He Zihan looked at Chen Qiran who was lying on top of him unconscious, and looked at his forehead that was constantly bleeding, and felt an unprecedented fear in an instant.His own strength was constantly losing, but he still persisted until now, because Chen Qiran hugged him, told him not to fall asleep, told him to persevere...

But now, the person holding him fell into his arms. He Zihan wanted to grab something, but he had no strength at all.

Could this be the end?

Could it be that they died like this?

At the same time calling Chen Qiran was the old lady Chen and He Zihan.

She wanted to pretend to shoot Chen Qiran just now so that He Zihan could block the shot for him, but she didn't expect Chen Qiran to react so quickly...

"Come here! Take that bastard away from me!"

Soon someone came over to take Chen Qiran away from He Zihan's arms, and the others quickly evacuated.He didn't even leave a person to watch over him. Are you sure that he will die?He Zihan was thinking vaguely, and suddenly found that his hands could move.

His fingers touched something hard in his pocket, and it was only then that He Zihan remembered that he was carrying a mobile phone.

Exhausting all the strength in his body, he took out the blood-stained mobile phone from his pocket. He Zihan opened the address book, selected a name from the few contacts, and pressed the dial button...