Those years when Black Lotus raised Slag Gong

"You still care about me." Ji Shu didn't feel any pain at all, and said in a low voice with a smile on his face.

This man, at this very moment, was clearly, without a doubt, a lunatic through and through.Hearing this, Shi Yan took a half step back in silence, her thin lips tightly pursed into a straight line. Looking from this angle, his sharp chin line was tense, as if he was deliberately suppressing some kind of emotion.

After a long time, Shi Yan's figure moved, and he bent over a few steps to pick up the blood-stained knife on the ground, his phoenix eyes raised, and he looked at Ji Shu, his lips curved slightly.

Ji Shu stared blankly at the smile, and was itching to say something when he saw that he suddenly stuffed the knife into his hand, turned his face and said softly: "What do you want to do, get out and do it, so you don't have to stay here Dirty my place."

The words were indifferent and indifferent, Shi Yan didn't seem to care about him, or his life or death at all.

"You..." Ji Shu's exquisite eyes suddenly widened, his Adam's apple rolled several times rapidly, and his voice disappeared silently between the trembling lips.

It hurts.

It seemed that there were countless blades hidden in the body, slowly crushing the flesh and blood, and then scraping the bone marrow one after another, the pain involved the nerve endings.It's not that he didn't bleed and was injured, it's just that he had never been in such pain in these years, it was too painful.

There is no doubt that Shi Yan did it this time.

The two of them were in such a stalemate for tens of seconds, Ji Shu tightened his fingertips, looked at him with light eyes, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab him.

He leaned over and kissed Shi Yan with all his strength, and tightly wrapped his arms around his waist into his arms.

The intimacy and joy they had had countless times before, they should be the people who are most familiar with each other, but now there is only endless torture left.

Shi Yan struggled angrily, kicking and kicking him, biting the blood on his lips with fangs, Ji Chang soon felt his rust-like blood, but he refused to let go more and more.

Books, notebooks, teacups...all the things on the table were swept away, the movement was terribly loud, there was a constant knock on the door outside, and then it became more and more urgent.

It was Gu Heng who worried outside, "Shi Yan, are you okay?"

Ji Shu heard the voice stop, half of his turned face was vaguely hidden under the dark light, and suddenly he leaned over and kissed like a storm, his smiling eyes were as dark as the sea of ​​night, hugging Holding the person in his arms, his strength seems to want to integrate the person into his own flesh and blood.

This person can only be your own.

That outsider outside, why is he here?

Ji Shu's eyes became darker as he thought about it, he firmly grasped Shi Yan's hand, hugged and tore it from the window to the sofa, after a long time, he let go of his hand and buried his face on Shi Yan's shoulder, his breathing fluctuated rapidly, as if he was constantly trying to prove something low Said: "You are mine..."

When Shi Yan heard the words, she curled her fingertips silently, raised her eyes and looked at him quietly, then suddenly reached out to touch his eyebrows, her lips slowly opened, as if she had said something.

what?

Ji Shu tried hard to hear clearly, but unfortunately he didn't hear anything.

He was slow to perceive the sharp pain, his eardrums suddenly buzzed a few times, and a black double image was blown across his eyes. He only had time to look at the person in front of him in disbelief, his eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he slowly closed his eyes.

The shadow in front of him fell, Shi Yan's stiff fingers suddenly let go of the desk lamp in his hand, and a pair of quiet eyes looked down at the people on the ground...

It is heavy rain.

Dirty rainwater merged into a creek from under the eaves, washing everything and submerging the insteps, gradually becoming bigger like small beads.

A group of men with umbrellas got out of the car and walked to the gate, swearing at the hellish weather, put away their umbrellas, and hurried into the house through the main hall.

The lights downstairs were not turned on, and the room was pitch-black.

Ah San walked to the second floor in the dark, pushed the door along the light, and asked carefully, "Mr. Shi?"

Shi Yan was still wearing that thin shirt, he was still standing upright by the window, his body moved slightly imperceptibly, and whispered, "I'm on the sofa."

Ah San silently walked to the sofa and had a look, her eyes widened in shock.

Shi Yan used some force this time, and it had been more than half an hour, and Ji Shu was still lying on the sofa with his eyes tightly closed, looking as though he might not wake up tonight.

"This……"

This group of strong men looked at each other, but no one dared to touch Ji Shu. If the ancestor woke up and blamed him, it would be a catastrophe!

It's just that if something happens when he stays here, there is still one person who is not easy to mess with right now, and several people plan to discuss a few words before dragging him away with tied hands.

Shi Yan heard the sound of chaotic footsteps, turned her head and said: "Go back and watch him."

"Hey!" Ah San responded and continued, "Thank you for calling, otherwise he might do something according to Brother Ji's temperament!"

He saw the little boy outside, so it's no wonder.Ah San thought about it secretly, but she didn't dare to complain. She walked up to Shi Yan and muttered, "But, you...you're too ruthless this time, what if you become stupid?"

Shi Yan turned around and glanced at him indifferently, "What about him, what does it have to do with me?"

"This..." Ah San scratched Cun Tou's eyes, and pouted her neck to tell her subordinates, "Hey, you guys, be careful!"

"Yes, third brother."

The few people carefully carried Ji Shu away, and finally the room was quiet. Shi Yan's eyes fell on the outside of the window. After a while, he turned around and took a few steps, propped up on the table and swept it vigorously. In an instant, the crystal lamp on the table Falling to the ground, countless shadows were reflected from the wreckage. He stared blankly for a moment as if he had lost his strength, then lightened his body, and sat on the sofa with his brows in between.

The half-hidden door was gently pushed open, and footsteps approached.

Gu Heng half-kneeled in front of him, his voice sounded very worried: "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Shi Yan put down her hands, looked up at him with her eyes under the dim light, and said softly, "You should go too."

Gu Heng hesitated, nodded and stood up: "Okay."

Shi Yan stared straight at the direction he was leaving. After a long time, she took the phone and dialed the number, then turned her head to look at the heavy rain outside the window: "Help me find someone."

"Yes."

[The author has something to say: too miserable, too miserable

Wipe a handful of crocodile tears]