I'm old, so cute

Xing Bailu didn't answer Yan Qiao's question, and Yan Qiao didn't dare to ask him again.

Later, he took out the vocabulary and memorized it for a while. He was probably tired from running up and down all day and doing various checks, so he leaned back in the chair and fell asleep.

Yan Qiao whispered to the driver to drive slowly.

Later, when the car turned a corner, it still threw Xing Bailu over.

Yan Qiao quickly supported Xing Bailu's head with his eyes, and he pursed his lower lip slightly, not waking up.Yan Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, moved his body over a little bit, let his head rest on his shoulder, and asked the driver to turn up the heat.

Although it is April, the temperature is extremely unstable these days, and I have to wear a coat every now and then to keep warm.

Yan Qiao looked down at Xing Bailu, since the result of the examination was all right, it should be a psychological problem.

Yan Qiao couldn't help thinking of his high fever that day, and cried that he was the only one left.

Was there a conflict with Xing Yuanlin?

Yan Qiao knew that the conflict between the father and son of the Xing family in the previous life should have intensified after they married the Yan family, but now it is far from the time of marriage, so what is the reason?

The person beside him frowned slightly, and hummed so weakly.

dreaming?

After driving for a long time, the driver in front became very considerate and reminded in a low voice: "Mr. Xiaoyan, it's time to turn."

"En." Yan Qiao responded, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to protect Xing Bailu.

Xing Bailu, who was sleeping, felt that the surroundings became very warm, like a well-heated study room. He opened the door and entered, and saw Xing Yuanlin sitting at the desk.

He raised his head and looked at him lightly, and said with a dark face: "I won't talk about the fact that you embezzled funds to invest in some movies without permission. If you agree to marry the Yan family in Ninghai, this matter will be considered a turning point."

"Marriage? What kind of marriage?" Xing Bailu didn't go any further, and looked at Xing Yuanlin with a sneer, "How many years have passed since the Qing Dynasty died, and what kind of marriage do you still come to tell me now? I have someone I like, and I will only marry him in my life." He is married!"

He said he was going to leave.

"Stop!" Xing Yuanlin threw the pen in his hand on the table, got up angrily, grabbed Xing Bailu's shoulder and did not let him go, "The Yan family wants to celebrate, your horoscope is the best, if you don't Promise, if something happens to that little Yan, it won't be enough for him to be buried with all of our Xing family's property!"

"Let go!" Xing Bailu twitched his hand violently.

The person in his arms seemed to twitch slightly.

Yan Qiao's eyelids drooped, what's wrong?

He was about to sweep the person to his side, when suddenly there was a loud "bang" from the front, the car braked suddenly, the sound of ABS made people tremble, and the car behind was honking its horn wildly.

Yan Qiao bumped into the back of the chair in front of him with the person in his arms.

Xing Bailu woke up suddenly, before he came back to his senses, Yan Qiao asked angrily, "What's going on?"

The driver was still in shock, and hurriedly said: "The front, the front has collided!"

The daily traffic volume of this provincial road is very large, and on weekends, there are even more vehicles coming and going.Just now the driver watched helplessly that the car in front was knocked over by a truck, and a series of cars behind all braked suddenly, but many cars still hit it in a row.

The truck in front rolled over to the ground, the car that was hit was completely smoked, and the rear hit in a series of collisions, and it was completely impossible to get through now.

The driver calmed down very quickly, quickly moved the car to the side of the road, and then turned around and asked, "Mr. Xiaoyan, are you all right?"

Before Yan Qiao could speak, his arms tightened, and Xing Bailu's voice came: "Yan Qiao, is there anything wrong?"

He asked urgently, before Yan Qiao could speak, Xing Bailu suddenly pulled his hand over, "It's bleeding!"

Just now when they braked suddenly and they slammed forward in inertia, Yan Qiao instinctively protected the person in his arms. In a panic, the back of his hand was scratched with blood by the zipper button on Xing Bailu's clothes.

It's really not serious, and you don't even feel pain.

But when he saw Xing Bailu's expression changed.

"The Yan family wants to congratulate you. Your horoscope is the most suitable. If you don't agree, if there is something wrong with that little Yan, it will not be enough for our Xing family's property to be buried with him!"

Xing Yuanlin's original words still echoed in his ears, and Xing Bailu was even thinking in a daze - because he didn't agree to get married, did Yan Qiao die five years later?

Is he dead?

That's why he felt so bad seeing him hurt and bleeding.

At this time, the row of blood beads oozing from the back of Yan Qiao's hand seemed to grow from Xing Bailu's heart, and he subconsciously supported the back of the chair.

"Xing Bailu!" Yan Qiao pulled his hand out from under his palm, and instinctively dropped his sleeve. The sleeves of his sweater today are not short, so that it just covered half of his palm and covered the scratch on the back of his hand. .He lowered his body and said hastily, "I'm fine, you... are you dizzy?"

Yan Qiao leaned over and opened the car door, and took Xing Bailu out of the car to breathe.

The driver hurriedly took the bottle of water, unscrewed it and handed it over: "Mr. Xiaoyan, here it is."

Yan Qiao picked it up, and said, "Go ahead and have a look."

Xing Bailu drank the water and leaned against the car to relax for a while. He also thought it was blood dizzy before, but he was not sure.

The driver came back soon, and it turned out that a person riding an electric car was crossing the road in front of him. The car hit the electric car first, and the driver instinctively swung the steering wheel to avoid the big truck on the other lane. This happened. car accident.

Yan Qiao asked how the situation was.

"I don't think I can ride an electric car. The ground is full of blood, and one leg is missing. I took a look from a distance, and it seemed that there was no movement. I didn't see the people in the car. The car turned upside down. A few people were breaking down the door to save people." The driver took a breath and continued, "But someone has already called the police and called an ambulance. Mr. Xiaoyan, we may not be able to leave for the time being, and we have to wait for a while."

Yan Qiao looked back, and there was already a long convoy behind him. Some people were talking on the phone, some were swearing, and some were blaming each other for minor rear-end collisions. Afterwards, many people got out of the car and smoked. .

Yan Qiao wanted Xing Bailu to sit down and rest for a while, but Xing Bailu suddenly walked forward.

"Where are you going?" Yan Qiao rushed to catch up.

Xing Bailu walked quickly, and then simply started to trot.

Many courageous people in the front were watching, and Xing Bailu squeezed past.

On the black asphalt road, a pink electric car overturned to the ground. Its owner fell three to five meters away on his back. He was not wearing a helmet, his face was covered in blood, and his body was winding all over the ground.

Xing Bailu could smell the thick smell of blood in the air even if he was not close.

"Don't look." Yan Qiao's hand stretched out from behind to cover his eyes.

Xing Bailu's sight was instantly blocked, but the image of the blood on the ground was still clearly reflected in his mind.He raised his hand to cover his chest, his heartbeat was a little fast, but he just felt a little nauseous, not as uncomfortable as before.

"Xing Bailu?" Yan Qiao cursed, fearing that Xing Bailu would not go back, he simply bent down and carried the person directly before walking back.

The person on the shoulder is very obedient.

Xing Bailu watched the blood on the ground getting farther and farther away, and his forehead hit Yan Qiao's back again and again. He didn't faint from blood, he didn't have a heart attack, and everything was because of Yan Qiao's death five years later? ?

He didn't go to congratulate Yan Qiao, he chose that bastard Lu Mingjia!

Yan Qiao took the man back and stuffed him into the car.

The driver who followed hurriedly asked, "Mr. Xiaoyan, is your friend... all right?"

The little face was so pale that it looked like it was about to faint.

Yan Qiao didn't look back: "Open all the windows." He found a book and fanned Xing Bailu, "How do you feel? Don't scare me."

Xing Bailu looked at the ignorant Yan Qiao in front of him, and suddenly wanted to laugh. He was the one who was scared, right?

In this life, in order for him and Yan Qiao to meet sooner, fate also caused Yan Qiao to get involved with Lu Mingjia.

What a fucking fuck!

He took a deep breath, and took the English exercise book from Yan Qiao's hand: "I'm fine, give me your hand, the injured one."

Yan Qiao instinctively wanted to hide his hands behind his back, but Xing Bailu grabbed him, and he asked the driver, "Are there any band-aids in the car?"

"Yes, yes."

This is Dean Rong's car, and there is a medicine box in the trunk all year round, not to mention routine medicines like bandages.

Xing Bailu originally planned to wash Yan Qiao's wound with mineral water, but unexpectedly the driver handed over alcohol cotton. He thanked him and bowed his head to give Yan Qiao a simple treatment.

Yan Qiao couldn't help thinking of the time when Xing Bailu bought him band-aids. That pack was still treasured in the cabinet in his room, and he couldn't bear to use any of them.

"Xing Bailu."

"What?" Xing Bailu helped him put on the band-aid and raised his head.

His complexion looked much better than before, and there was blood on his lips, Yan Qiao was still a little worried: "Is it really all right?"

"Yeah." Xing Bailu put away the alcohol cotton and handed it to the driver, saying, "Don't get hurt and bleed, I'll be fine."

Yan Qiao choked, what does this mean?

Xing Bailu looked back at Yan Qiao, who was a little confused, and couldn't help but smile. He glanced forward: "I won't be able to walk for a while, and it's not a problem to just sit here, let's do the problem."

Yan Qiao came back to his senses: "Oh, good."

He has mastered all the papers this week, and he is not afraid of Xiaolu asking any questions.

Xing Bailu put the English exercise book on his lap, spread the papers on it, wrote a few questions, and quietly glanced at the attentive Yan Qiao beside him.

Five years later, the Yan family asked him to have a happy event in that winter. In other words, the accident should have happened not long before that. Although he can't be sure when and what happened, at least it's not now, not in the past few years. .

He let out a breath quietly, this time he had to look at Yan Qiao, so that he wouldn't be paralyzed, blind, or dead.

Later, a police car and an ambulance came one by one.

About another hour later, the road was finally cleared.

After staying on the road for almost two hours, it was already dark when the car entered Tongcheng.

Xing Yuanlin called Xing Bailu twice, but he didn't answer any of them.

Yan Qiao saw it at a glance, but he didn't ask any more questions, and only asked the driver to take Xing Bailu to Yutaki Bend first.

After getting out of the car, Xing Bailu remembered something and knocked on the window.

Yan Qiao rolled down the window, and the young man outside was covered in the light of the cold moon, looked at him and smiled: "It's my birthday the day after tomorrow, come?"

"Yan Qiao's Diary": "Damn it, I didn't expect you to invite me to the birthday party. I'm dying. I didn't prepare a gift! No, I prepared it, but I gave it to Lu Mingjia! Calm down, Calm down Yan Qiao, think about it, I will definitely be able to prepare another better gift! No, I can't steal Lu Mingjia's limelight, I have to refuse! I can't go!"

The mobile phone placed on the table was picked up, and the boy's slender fingers quickly typed and sent: "Okay"

Damn it, Yan Qiao, you are hopeless.

The author has something to say: Click on the column to bookmark the pre-received articles "Blind Date Thinks of a Crush" and "We Match 100% After Double A".

The update time will be temporarily adjusted today and tomorrow. Chapter 27 will be updated at 9:28 this morning, and Chapter 28 will be updated at 23:[-] on the [-]th. It will be a fat chapter.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Xiaoyan is one of Mumu;

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