I ran away after picking up a sick baby

"Are you kidding?" Ming Chen obviously didn't believe Bi Li's words, and even found it incredible.

He let go of Bi Li's wrist and stared at Bi Li for a while, the surprise in his eyes did not fade away.

Bi Li: "I am not joking."

Ming Chen reached out and rubbed his temples, and replied wearily: "Forget it, I know better than anyone else what kind of temperament you are."

"What do you know?" Bi Li couldn't feel the slightest trust in Ming Chen's words, and his heart sank.

"Except for Li Sheng, no one has privileges with you." Ming Chen said, "You are very irritable towards everyone, bowing your head and admitting your mistakes, these words will never appear in your world.

If you want to pull me back to continue serving you because the treatment is not as good as before, you don't have to. "

"You can't understand what I'm saying?" Bi Li felt that he had made it very clear before, "This king has lost power, but it's not that this king can't afford servants. What do I want you to serve? What I want is you to accompany me." Beside this king..."

"I don't." Ming Chen interrupted Bi Li, "That's the end of the conversation."

"My king didn't agree!"

"I don't need your consent!" Ming Chen heard his irritable voice as usual, and then increased the volume. He suddenly pushed Bi Li who was blocking the way, "I don't want to see you again!"

The gunshot wound on Bi Li's leg was not healed, so he took two steps back after being pushed and fell directly to the ground.

Mingchen didn't expect that the other party would fall, so he stood there in a daze.

His eyes trembled, and he wanted to go up to help him up, but the hand that was outstretched in mid-air stayed for a few seconds, and then retracted at an extremely slow speed amidst the resistance and struggle in his heart.

Immediately, he took a few steps back, turned and left.

"Stop!" Seeing that he was about to leave, Bi Li shouted eagerly.In an instant, he panicked and pressed his weak palms to the ground, trying hard to support his body.

But he got nothing but pain and blood oozing from the gauze.

Mingchen walked forward with unabated pace, as decisive as when Bi Li often left him and chased Li Sheng away.

This time he left Bi Li behind, Ren Bi Li called his name, struggling desperately to get up and hold him, but he didn't look back.

At the entrance of the hospital, Ming Chen immediately saw Lin Ran who was waiting for him holding several tubes of ointment.

"What do you say? He didn't make things difficult for you, did he?" Lin Ran approached Ming Chen with concern on his face.

"No." Ming Chen shook his head, maybe he was really in a bad mood, the smile he was used to hanging on his lips didn't even have the strength to emerge at this moment, "Go back."

Lin Ran blinked: "Don't you want to talk to me, the story between you and him."

Mingchen turned his eyes to the road ahead, looked at the pedestrians and vehicles passing by on the road, and opened his mouth slowly, his voice was nice and gentle, but his tone was softer than the body of a truck carrying several tons of cargo passing by in front of him. Be heavy: "There is nothing to talk about, I have no story with him."

There is no story.

There is only the waiting and the bullying they are forced to endure between them.

There are only insignificant indulgences and unbearable pursuits.

All scars, all regrets.

No love, no results.

There is nothing between them.

Lin Ran noticed that Ming Chen was not in the right state, and wanted to comfort her, but felt that it was not good to disturb her, so she struggled for a long time and chose to keep her mouth shut.

On the way to drive Mingchen home, the two did not speak to each other.

A few hours later, when Mingchen got out of the car and entered the house, Lin Ran finally couldn't help breaking the silence: "Take the medicine."

"Thank you." Ming Chen finally came to his senses, and he reached out to take the medicine, "Go back and rest first."

"Aren't you going to have dinner together at noon?" Lin Ran was a little reluctant, "I really want to be with you."

Mingchen met Alpha's concerned eyes, and the corners of his lips finally curved slightly: "No, you can go to eat first, you have to work in the afternoon, don't delay your rest time."

Lin Ran paused, thought for a while and suddenly said angrily: "Don't be afraid, if he bullies you, I'll beat him up for you!"

"Don't think too much about it." The smile on Ming Chen's lips became a little more indulgent, "You are not very old, and you shout and kill all day long."

Seeing that his mood had improved, Lin Ran smiled and rolled his eyes: "Okay, then I'll go first, I'm right across from your house, call me anytime you need anything."

"Yeah." Ming Chen nodded.

After saying goodbye to Lin Ran, he immediately closed the door firmly, leaning against the door as if in a state of collapse, staring at the ceiling absently, feeling tired even breathing.

A few months ago, he wandered aimlessly in the Northern Empire, far away from the most prosperous neighborhood of the Empire, far away from the materially affluent life in the past, and came here without monitoring, broken roads, and inadequate medical facilities.

Well, it's out of all the eyeliners in Northern Empire, it's not perfect but it's beautiful.

Old trees, blooming flowers, the endless sky is not covered by high-rise buildings, and there is no floating garbage on the crystal-clear lake.

No one here is familiar with him, and no one knows what he has done.

He can slowly forget his sins alone, and forgive himself cheekily when he can no longer bear more blows, so that he has the courage to live for a few more days.

Everything is slowly getting better.

He met Lin Ran who came here to find inspiration for photography, he has friends, his life is happier than he imagined, he no longer dreams of Bi Li every day, he is learning to forget.

But after so many days of struggling, after seeing Bi Li, all the efforts fell short.

Eight years of waiting is too unforgettable.

Just touching it lightly is enough to make people feel overwhelmed with pain.

"Forget it..." Ming Chen murmured, "...sleep, everything will pass after a sleep."

He sighed, and after standing still for a long time, he walked to the bed, lay down, closed his eyes, and rested.

After tossing and turning for more than half an hour, his consciousness gradually dissipated.

In the daze, there is a hazy shadow of Bi Li appearing and disappearing in my mind, and I can't get rid of it.

Ming Chen turned over in his dream, and suddenly felt a burst of warmth on his face.

He opened the man's hand naturally without opening his eyes: "Lin Ran, don't make trouble."

The visitor froze for a moment, followed by his low and angry voice: "Who did you get together with again?"

Mingchen heard the familiar tone, raised his eyes suddenly, and met the man's gaze.

His lips trembled: "Why are you here?"

After Mingchen asked, he turned his head to look at the open door of his house, and frowned: "Are you picking the lock?"

Bi Li looked back at the servant behind him, waved his arms to let him go, and then looked at Ming Chen again: "If I don't ask someone to pick the lock, how can I see you."

Ming Chen lifted the quilt and sat up straight, his voice full of shock and helplessness: "What do you want to do?"

"Fuck you." Bi Li was obsessed with the word "Lin Ran", and his way of speaking became aggressive, "I haven't seen you in a few months, so I ran here to find someone else. If you really lack men, why don't you?" Consider me, and when I recover from my injuries, I will definitely satisfy you."

"Bi Li!" Ming Chen was furious at the sarcasm, "You really think I won't do anything to you, you are a useless person now..."

Before Ming Chen could finish his sentence, a tobacco-smelling pheromone filled the air, making Ming Chen feel so uncomfortable that he couldn't continue speaking.

It hurts, it hurts too much, the body is suppressed, and even the breathing feels blocked...

He frowned in pain, his body was weak, and he struggled for a few seconds before falling back on the bed.

Cold sweat slid down his face, but at the same moment, Bi Li wiped it off with gauze-wrapped, handicapped hands.

"I'm useless, but my blood is superior to others." Bi Li looked at his painful posture, not only restrained the aggressive pheromone, but also softened his tone, "I want to live with you for a while, you Responsible for taking care of my daily life.

During this period, no other alphas or omega are allowed to enter or leave your house, otherwise I will kill someone on impulse, and you will have to help collect the body.Of course, if you want men to think hard, I am also happy to serve you.

Mine, General Ming. "