if only hug

The cold wind blew on the tear-stained face, and there was a burst of cold pain. Wu Xie stared at the person in his arms with wide eyes, not daring to move.He had never been so helpless before, he watched the last ray of light flash in his eyes, and finally went out at the moment when the twelve fluted snowflakes fell.

"Damn you, you really are a bastard..." After gritting her teeth and cursing, Wu Xie raised her head and closed her eyes, but she couldn't say another word.

Tears were streaming down his face, but he didn't care about it. He just wrapped his hands tightly and hugged the stiff body in front of him vigorously. People around him kept shouting and calling for an ambulance. He just sat quietly. In the same place, holding a body that was gradually losing temperature, I felt an unprecedented sense of despair.

No, this is not, this is not that boy, that thin boy, the boy with the same lonely eyes like him, the boy who couldn't help reaching out to him at the first sight, this is not, this is not, how is this will be!

Let's go together, let's go, didn't we agree to go together, why did you go first?

Wang Meng, do you remember that I told you that a child who is not trustworthy is not a good child, I will not like it...

Snowflakes are fluttering and falling quietly. In the world of pink makeup and jade, a rose that is gradually taking shape is particularly dazzling.Wu Xie curled up and began to rub the corners of Wang Meng's eyes constantly. He suddenly had an illusion that maybe the eyes would open in the next second?

It was cold, really cold.

After kneeling for an unknown amount of time, hoarfrost began to condense on his hair, and the melted snow stained his sleeves and condensed into a large sheet of thin ice. Scattered by the white snow, his vision gradually began to blur.Wu Xie gritted her teeth, clenched her fists and dug her nails into the flesh to relieve the sharper pain on her arm. The thin shirt had long been stained with blood, and it was hard to tell whether it belonged to Wang Meng or his own, and the surrounding crowd gathered more and more More and more, but no one stepped forward, and they all consciously gathered around two meters away to point and point.When Zhang Qiling arrived, he saw such a scene.

When Wu Xie sent him a text message in the morning, he had actually gotten off the expressway. I don’t know why, but he’s been restless lately. The morning meeting wasn’t very important. Last night, he made an outline and wrote some minutes to hand over to The secretary, after a few words of explanation, went straight away.Sure enough, as soon as the car drove into the urban area, Wu Xie received a sobbing call. Zhang Qiling immediately made a sharp turn, regardless of the traffic light guardrail, and went straight on the road.

When Wu Xie came back to his senses, he found that he was sitting at the door of the emergency room. The wound on his arm had already been bandaged. It was just a scratch from the bullet, and did not hurt the muscles and bones. Some flesh was cut, but the blood was bleeding. Not a lot.

Looking sideways, the lights in the emergency room were still on, the same place, the same seat, Wu Xie was suddenly in a trance, as if everything from the time the cloud was sent in a year ago to what happened just now was all an illusion , It was just his hallucination, as long as it takes a while, the cloud will come out of it properly, and Wang Meng will follow behind him and call the boss.

A pair of hands suddenly put on his shoulders, interrupting his unrealistic thoughts, Wu Xie turned his head in a daze, Zhang Qiling's eyes were deep, and there were too many emotions in it, for a while Wu Xie didn't know what he was thinking What, the gaze shifted to the clasped hands, looking at the blood-stained hands, Wu Xie frowned and lowered his head, yes, this is not a dream, nor is it a hallucination...

Wu Xie closed his eyes and leaned on Zhang Qiling's shoulder tiredly. All the reality was overwhelming, and he was rewinding in his mind repeatedly like fast forward. Someone shot him, and Wang Meng blocked the fatal shot for him. Zhang Qiling came, he said that Wang Meng could still be saved, and then... Then he came to the hospital and was sent to the emergency room. Many doctors came, and he was dragged to bandage the wound. He didn't cooperate. The nurse wanted to give him stability, but Zhang Qiling To stop it, Zhang Qiling found medicine and bandages by himself, the wound was bandaged, and then brought here, no, he wanted to come here...

"Sleep for a while." A deep voice came to his ears.

Wu Xie shook her head, staring at the door of the emergency room without moving her eyes.

The coat was wrapped a little tighter, and the back was slapped one after another. Leaning in the familiar arms, Wu Xie gradually relaxed his body, but he couldn't take his eyes off, and spoke in a hoarse voice: "You don't need to apologize. ,elder brother."

Zhang Qiling didn't speak, still hugged him without saying a word, Wu Xie turned his head to meet his eyes, as expected, full of apology, Wu Xie withdrew his gaze, thinking very clearly: "This time it has nothing to do with you It doesn't matter, Wang Meng was injured to block the gun for me, if it wasn't for him, I would have died."

When talking about "death", Wu Xie felt Zhang Qiling's hand pause slightly.

"You just said that he was suspended animation. What's going on?" Wu Xie's tone was very calm, but there was nowhere to hide. Zhang Qiling frowned, but finally said nothing.

Wu Xie was not angry either, and lifted his injured hand with great effort, took out the piece of meteorite from his neck, and stretched it straight in front of Zhang Qiling.

The hand that had been slapping suddenly stopped, and leaning on the warm shoulder, Wu Xie clearly felt Zhang Qiling trembling. That's right, the jade in his hand was blood-red, like a enchanting manjusawa, piercing the eyes .

When sending Wang Meng to the ambulance, Wu Xie noticed that the jade around his neck had completely changed color, and it became the same red color as when Zhang Qiling touched it.

Wu Xie turned her head, her expression was clearly calm, but her eyes were aggressive: "Are you still going to tell me nothing now?"

"Wu Xie..." Zhang Qiling's eyes were very complicated, he closed his hand and held the jade plug back into his clothes, his breathing was short and disordered, "I'll get you the medicine."

Wu Xie leaned on the spot and didn't move, and didn't stop him, just watched him get up quietly, watched him leave, watched him walk away, and finally watched his figure disappear at the end of the corridor.

A person curled up on the seat and hugged himself. Unexpectedly, Wu Xie suddenly found that he wasn't angry, sad, or even sad. The bewilderment, restlessness and panic from a year ago had long since disappeared. It was as clean as if it had never existed in his life before. With a long sigh, Wu Xie closed his eyes, not sad, probably, it would be a good thing.

The hospital at night was very quiet, but on the other side of the corridor, a person who shouldn't be here appeared, still dressed in black and black pants, with black glasses on his face that had never changed for thousands of years, at this moment, he was sitting on the window sill Smoking a cigarette, when he heard footsteps, he turned his head slightly and glanced at Zhang Qiling, but rarely smiled.

"Have you got it?" Glancing at the small glass bottle in Zhang Qiling's hand, the black glasses flicked the soot, and stretched out his hand, "Bring it here."

The other party didn't move, and stood motionless on the spot, with eyes lowered, and the hand holding the glass bottle was tightly squeezed, with no intention of letting go.

The black glasses stopped talking, retracted their hands, took a puff of cigarette, and said after a pause: "Dumb, you can't delay any longer."

Zhang Qiling frowned, still not moving.

"You have been procrastinating for a year. This is the limit. If you procrastinate any longer, even you won't be able to protect him." The expression in the black glasses was unexpectedly serious. "Even if I can help you hide from Lao Jiumen, Those bastards will know sooner or later."

What he said was like a stone sinking into the sea, and the black glasses glanced at him, and continued: "One year, isn't it enough?"

It seemed as if he smiled wryly, Zhang Qiling lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"I don't understand you. Since I knew there would be no result, why did you go to this muddy water." After finishing speaking, the black glasses pinched the cigarette butt, and quickly pulled out another one, and the lighter made a "bang" sound , the flames burst out, illuminating the faces of the two, and then suddenly went out, leaving a sad and unbearable face disappearing in the darkness.

"Bring it." After a while, the black glasses reached out to him again.

Zhang Qiling tightened his hands reflexively, smiled helplessly in black glasses, shook his head, took a puff of cigarette, and let out a long puff: "Actually, you have already made up your mind."

The man in the darkness didn't speak, his hands were tightly clutching the small glass bottle, his head was lowered and he couldn't see his expression clearly, his black glasses gave a "tsk" and shouted at him: "If you pinch the fuck again, it will explode, could it be you Want to draw his blood yourself?"

Hearing this, Zhang Qiling let go in a daze, shook his head with black glasses, snatched the bottle with a beautiful hook while holding a cigarette in his mouth: "I really admire you."

Speechless for a while, the black glasses put away their smiles: "Didn't you find out half a year ago, who can absorb your blood—" the black glasses paused, looked at him with serious eyes, "Only blood relatives."

Zhang Qiling lowered his eyes and finally closed them, clenched his fists and remained silent, as if he was enduring some kind of great pain. After a long time, he said hoarsely: "Another sample, I'll give it to you tomorrow." After that, He turned and left without looking back.

"Hey—" Black Glasses yelled behind him, "Will your old man agree to give it to you?"

"No need for his consent."

The black glasses smiled, threw away the cigarette butt, took out the glass bottle and shook it in his hand, under the moonlight, half a bottle of red liquid was lying quietly, and the six large characters on the label on the bottle were particularly eye-catching, "Paternal Relationship Test" .

Putting his smile away, the black glasses sighed, put the bottle away, and jumped off the window sill.

The lights in the emergency room were on and off, and then on and off. The doctor switched back and forth several times. Finally, when Wu Xie was almost desperate, the door opened with a "crash", and then a stretcher was pushed out. Wu Xie was stunned. I was stunned in place and didn't step forward. Will it be just a white cloth like a year ago?

In the quiet corridor, there was only the sound of wheels rolling, and all the uneasiness and tension hung in his chest at once. After praying for too long, the result was right in front of him, and Wu Xie suddenly felt a little breathless.After clenching his fists and taking a deep breath, he suddenly stood up, raised his head and looked fixedly, and his hanging heart immediately hit the ground.The most worried scene did not appear. Fortunately, it was Wang Meng's pale face. Wu Xie's highly concentrated nerves suddenly relaxed, and he lost all strength and fell back to the stool.

"Where are the family members?" The nurse on the side shouted.

Wu Xie hurriedly stood up, and stepped forward two steps: "I am, how is he?"

The nurse looked at him with suspicious eyes: "I can't explain it clearly. This phenomenon is really strange. I have been a doctor for ten years and I have never encountered such a situation. You should ask the doctor later."

Wu Xie went in without knowing it, and the nurse said impatiently: "Anyway, 48 hours is a dangerous period, you must pay attention, after this period of time, you will be out of danger."

Wu Xie nodded again and again: "Thank you."

Several nurses pushed Wang Meng to the intensive care unit, where he was filled with various instruments and tubes. Through the glass, watching the heartbeat wave chart beating regularly, Wu Xie finally realized that , Wang Meng is still there, he is not dead.

It's good to be alive.Leaning his head back on the seat in the corridor and letting out a long sigh of relief, Wu Xie suddenly felt that the past day seemed like a dream, a nightmare.

Obviously, he was so afraid that the people around him would leave, but now facing all this, he has learned to deal with it rationally.Although there will still be panic and fear, but they will never disturb his behavioral awareness again. After going through it a few more times, will he be the same as that person?Zhang Qiling, is he so powerful?

Subtle footsteps came from far to near, Wu Xie glanced sideways: "What did the doctor say?"

"Aren't you tired?" Zhang Qiling didn't answer his question, but reached out and scratched his hair, "The wound hasn't healed yet." His tone was calm as if nothing happened just now.

Wu Xie shook her head, put her arms around the waist of the person in front of her, buried her face in his clothes, and took a deep breath.Familiar smell, very reassuring, smells good, just covers up the smell of blood.

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Unicorn smile 11

"It's my blood, right?" Wu Xie murmured softly in her clothes.

While waiting outside the emergency room, Wu Xie sorted out the ins and outs of the whole incident. He remembered what Zhang Haixing said, remembered the old itchy mother, and remembered the daughter who couldn't be saved and finally committed suicide The man, everything, it is hard for Wu Xie not to connect them with Wang Meng.

"Yeah." Unexpected response.

Wu Xie smiled wryly, and sure enough, she withdrew her hands and said in a low voice, "Tell me, what's going on."

There was no one in the empty corridor, and a nurse on duty at the stairwell was dozing off with her head propped up. The two stood and sat, hugging each other quietly, with a touch of warmth mixed with a little sadness lingering around. , stays for a long time.

Zhang Qiling hugged his head tightly, and sighed: "When I arrived, I found that his whole body had entered a state of suspended animation. Although his heart beat was weak but very regular, and there was no tendency to slow down at all, his brain had completely He stopped working, but the blood circulation is still going on, and this state keeps him alive, and if he didn't lose too much blood, he could wake up faster."

"Is the bullet out?"

"Ah."

"Is the wound serious?"

"The operation was successful and there will be no problems."

"When you wake up, nothing will happen again."

Zhang Qiling paused for a moment, hesitating slightly: "Yes."

"Why did this happen?" Wu Xie grabbed his clothes, "What the hell is this blood?"

"This kind of blood is called Qilin blood, and it contains a magnetic substance that can guide blood circulation."

"Blood circulation bad?" Wu Xie raised his face, "You mean, the reason why Wang Meng didn't die was because the magnetic substance in my blood flowed into his body, driving the already stagnant blood circulation?"

"Ah."

"So, although he was hit by a bullet, because the blood circulation is still continuing, he is in a state of suspended animation?"

"Ah."

Wu Xie laughed, a little disbelieving: "Is it too mysterious, how could I have this kind of blood?"

"As a carrier, the blood flow speeds up, isn't it difficult for you to adapt?" Zhang Qiling's words ruthlessly shattered his last luck.

Wu Xie frowned, that's right, since the change in blood, he had nightmares almost every night, and often woke up, trembling, and sweating coldly, so this was the reason.The flow of blood is driven by foreign substances, and the flow speed will become faster than before, which will speed up the metabolism, and the human body will naturally not be able to adapt for a while. It’s okay to say, as long as he is full of energy, at night, it may be difficult to fall asleep with this state. No wonder Poker-Face has never been afraid of the cold. A year ago in the basement, his body was so cold in such a cold place. It was still warm, so that was the reason.

"Is this why Zhang Haixing and the others want our blood all the time? Can it save lives?"

Zhang Qiling didn't answer, Wu Xie continued: "But, before you, that man who jumped into the lake during Chinese New Year last year, didn't you fail? Why is Wang Meng the only one who can succeed?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head, expressing that he couldn't understand, Wu Xie sighed: "It must not be because of me."

"Don't think about it."

"I don't think much about it, it's you who don't let me worry."

Zhang Qiling frowned, and was about to speak when Wu Xie hurriedly interrupted: "Don't say sorry."

"Recently, you have said this sentence more and more frequently..." The voice became smaller and smaller, and the second half was almost buried in the clothes, muffled.

Uneasy, Wu Xie felt uneasy for the first time in a year. He couldn't be sure whether this uneasiness came from the changes in his own body or from Zhang Qiling's attitude. Xie lowered his head, closed his hands and hugged his body tightly, and buried his face in it with all his strength: "Brother, will you always be here? You said..."

An indescribable feeling filled his heart, and there was a faint pain. Zhang Qiling squatted down, pressed the person in front of him into his arms, and stroked the back of his head over and over again, silently comforting him.Knowing that he is uneasy, I am also uneasy. It's not that I can't understand it, but no one can guarantee anything.In the silent corridor, the occasional cold wind invades, but it cannot blow away the heavy sadness. How can two people who are in pain warm each other?

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Unicorn smile 11