The loyal dog of the villain Shizun is a and milky

Hearing these words, Ji Qinglin's mind went blank for a moment, and he just stared blankly at the person lying on the bed, looking at himself with vigilant eyes.

"who are you?"

Ji Qinglin withdrew his hand from Si Ruochen.

Si Ruochen supported the bed with his hands and was about to get up when Ji Qinglin pushed him back.

"Give you another chance, who am I?"

Si Ruochen seemed to be pressed to the wound by him, and he let out a muffled grunt. Seeing this, Ji Qinglin immediately let go.

"Don't move, the wound is bleeding, I'll give you a new one."

Ji Qinglin wanted to untie his red bandage, but Si Ruochen hid him.

"I can do it myself."

Ji Qinglin's hands stopped, and he went to the side table to get a new clean bandage, scissors and medicine, put them on a tray and brought them in front of him.

"Then you come by yourself."

The tendons in Si Ruochen's hands were broken, and he trembled every time he used his hands. He struggled to remove the blood-stained bandages on his body, and then applied medicine to the wounds that had scabbed over. It hurts more than the wound on the body.

Si Ruochen gritted his teeth, and only relied on himself to finish the easy thing step by step in pain.

Ji Qinglin just watched, and didn't help him or make a sound during the whole process.

It was just that the hands hidden in the sleeves were tightly held together.

Mo Song suddenly pushed the door open and came in. When the gatekeeper came in, he was stunned when he saw Si Ruochen's frail body, and then shouted at Si Ruochen:

"What are you doing? There is a big living man sitting next to you, so you need to do it yourself?"

He hurried up to help Si Ruochen, seeing his forehead sweating, he said to Ji Qinglin who was ignoring him:

"And you, you just watch him do it by himself, and you don't know how to help him?"

"He won't let me touch it." Ji Qinglin folded his arms and leaned against the end of the bed, tilting his head to look at the silent person, "Besides, didn't he do it well himself?"

Mo Song frowned, and looked up and down, left and right, the two people.

Si Ruochen had already put on his clothes again, sat quietly on the bed, turned his face and stared into the bed, as if deliberately avoiding Ji Qing's dying stare at him.

A strange atmosphere spread around.

In the end, only Mo Song asked:

"Are you two full? Can't you make yourself happy? Let's have some free time."

"It's really free." Ji Qinglin sneered. .

In the midst of Mo Song's shout, he slammed Si Ruochen's face away, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

"I'll ask you one last time, who am I?" The voice was low and full of danger.

Mo Song was stunned, "What...what's going on?"

He was afraid that Ji Qinglin's temper would come up and beat the person who had finally been rescued to death, so he wanted to go up and hold Ji Qinglin who was running away at the risk of being beaten.

"Don't do it, what if the wound bursts open again? You..."

"I don't know." Si Ruochen's calm voice sounded.

Mo Song's hand stopped instantly.

I wonder if there is something wrong with my ears.

After regaining consciousness, he glanced at Ji Qinglin's face from the corner of his eye, it was indeed terrifyingly dark.

"Maybe... it hurt my brain..." Mo Song considered Ji Qinglin, and finally rushed out, "I'll go to the doctor!"

After Mo Song disappeared, Ji Qinglin glared at Si Ruochen for a few more seconds, and finally let him go with a deep breath.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't remember, one day you will remember again."

Si Ruochen said silently, "I can't remember."

"That's okay, it's better to forget, let's start again."

Si Ruochen: "I don't want to."

Ji Qinglin: "..."

The air was deadly still, only Ji Qinglin's suppressed breathing could be heard.

He seemed to be very angry, clenched his fists tightly, as if the mountain and rain were about to come and the wind filled the building.

The small space on the bed seemed unable to hold his anger, and the bright red curtain beside the bed moved without wind.

Anyone who sees it will be shocked.

However, Si Ruochen didn't seem to be afraid, "Can I invite you out? I want to be alone."

The system was terrified, afraid that Ji Qinglin would go up and beat him up if he didn't control himself.

After a while, Ji Qinglin got up.

He silently packed up all the bandages and other things that had just been used on the bed, and put them back on the table.

He pushed open the door with the empty bowl that had finished his medicine.

Standing at the door, turning his back to Si Ruochen who was lying down, he said:

"You can make a fuss just because I like you. I have plenty of time to make a fuss with you."

After speaking, he closed the door.

Si Ruochen's fingers stopped, and the pain from his wrist made him bow his body tightly.

The face buried in the quilt was full of pain, and he let out a low self-deprecating laugh.

like?He didn't like the old self, let alone the useless self now?

Just because he gave his life to save him?

He really didn't need such gratitude.

Not long after Ji Qinglin left the house, he saw Du Mo Song dragging the doctor towards him, glanced at the doctor with a beard and staring eyes, and said calmly:

"Drag it back."

"Did you hear me! Let go of the old man, let go of the old man! An old bone is about to fall apart!" The doctor wanted to slip away.

"Come here." Mo Song dragged the doctor over, "Si Ruochen is out of his mind, he doesn't even remember who you are, why don't you let the doctor take a good look at him?"

Ji Qinglin sneered.

"There is nothing wrong with his mind." After a pause, he snorted coldly, "There is indeed something wrong, and he is so sick."

Mo Song was confused by what he said.

"Is... is it sick or not?"

"Send the doctor back."

After saying this, Ji Qinglin left, and Mo Song had no choice but to let him go back.

During the past three days, Si Ruochen still insisted on changing the dressing and eating by himself, basically doing everything by himself, Ji Qinglin just watched.

Sometimes even if he would hurt himself, Ji Qinglin panicked subconsciously, but he never said a word.

Following the phrase "I don't know", he really treated Ji Qinglin as a stranger.

Indifference and estrangement seemed to be an insurmountable ditch between the two of them. Even though Ji Qinglin wanted to ignore it, Si Ruochen kept separating the two of them with various senses of distance.

Finally, Ji Qinglin became angry.

He overturned the things on the table.

"Enough! Si Ruochen, what exactly do you want? Are you pretending to be happy with amnesia?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Si Ruochen stood up and wanted to leave.

Ji Qinglin pulled him back, "Listen to me, I don't care if you have amnesia or fake amnesia, you will never leave the Prince Regent's Palace in your whole life! Do you think I can get rid of you by doing this? You Dreaming!"

He pressed the man back on the bed, ignored Si Ruochen's muffled groan, and tightly squeezed his hand.

Biting and tearing, the other hand effortlessly lifted his clothes off.

The depression and unhappiness of the past few days were unscrupulously vented in rough kisses.

"If your heart is cold, set your body on fire, and your heart will always be hot."

Si Ruochen was pressed down by him, breathing heavily, but what he said could kill him.

"My lord, don't you think people who have slept with others are dirty?" Si Ruochen said provocatively.

Ji Qinglin stroked his delicate eyebrows, leaned forward and kissed him.

"Stop pretending? Who do you think was the person you had a good night with in Yeliu Mansion that night?"

Si Ruochen's eyes froze instantly.

Seeing his reaction, Ji Qinglin smiled.

"Liu Yu'an?" Feeling the frozen body of the person below him, he licked his neck comfortingly, "Actually, I was the one who was there that day, and I also left the traces here that day, I thought you knew."

He took a bite.

Si Ruochen let out a soft cry.

Ji Qinglin left another crimson mark on the same place.

"right here."

Si Ruochen let him hold him, looked at the curtain above his head, maybe he was deceived by him, and he couldn't believe it anymore.

"Didn't you want me back then? Why did you go to me again?" Si Ruochen asked in a deep voice.

"because I like you."

Si Ruochen gently pushed him away.

"That's right, you always miss him, but what you like is not me, but the person who died in your grave and will never come back! In your eyes, I am just a substitute who can die for you and is worthy of gratitude." .”

He looked at Ji Qinglin dejectedly, "Now this substitute has become a useless person, so you can force him to do anything, right?"

"Forcing?" Ji Qinglin frowned at him, feeling that his current behavior was a bit funny, "Don't you like me treating you like this? Not happy?"

"My lord, no one wants to live in someone else's shadow all the time, acting as someone else's substitute."

"You are not a double! You are all alone!" Ji Qinglin wanted to wake him up by tugging at his ears.

Si Ruochen chuckled lightly, but the smile was ironic, "Really? If he can come back now, in this body, do you want to keep me or him?"

Ji Qinglin: "..."

He suddenly choked.

Who to keep?If two people had to leave one, who would he want to keep?

The long silence made the two fiery bodies cool down.

Just when Si Ruochen thought Ji Qinglin would not answer, he heard him asking himself:

"If Ji Qinglin from the previous life came back, who would you choose between me and him?"

Si Ruochen: "..."

"So you don't know, do you? Because there is no if, you and I just need to know that at this moment, you like me, I like you, that's enough. You think you are his substitute. Am I not Ji Qinglin's substitute in the previous life?" ?”

Ji Qinglin sighed and kissed him.

"If you want an answer, let me tell you, I love you, I love you today, and I love you tomorrow, as long as it is you, no matter what you become, no matter whether it is good or bad, I will love you as always .”

Si Ruochen's eyes were red, and Ji Qinglin kissed him all over his body.

"I'm a useless person, what do you like? Just find someone outside, isn't it better than me?"

Ji Qinglin didn't like what he said very much, and felt that he was being coaxed, but he seemed to be competing with himself all the time.

Ji Qinglin broke through and pushed him away, and wiped his lips.

"You really want to see me go find someone else?"

Si Ruochen didn't speak.

"He'll kiss and hug me..."

"..."

"It will touch every part of my body..."

"........."

"I'll let him go... um..."

"do not talk!"

Si Ruochen blocked Ji Qinglin's words with his mouth.

With red eyes, he bit hard and tried his best.

It seemed to be punishing what Ji Qinglin said.

Just listening to it, he was so jealous and angry that he went crazy.

Why did those people touch him!

They were trapped in the soft mandarin duck brocade quilt, Ji Qinglin wrapped his arms around Si Ruochen's neck, raised his head and let his rough kisses fall like raindrops.

Si Ruochen was completely enraged by him.

I can no longer control my rationality, I just want to keep possessing the person in front of me.

Ji Qinglin tore off his belt and threw it under the bed, then went to tear Si Ruochen's clothes.

He held Si Ruochen with his hand, panting heavily in Si Ruochen's ear.

"I want it, come in!"

Si Ruochen bit his chest.

"You don't regret it!"