Repeatedly jumping on the edge of death

Sitting in the car, Shi Lian took off his coat and lightly covered An Yi, holding him in his arms.

The person in front of him was too fragile, as if with a light touch, this person would be blown away by the wind like a feather.

On An Yi's face, there were still residual water marks at the corners of his eyes. For a moment, he could see the gods, and raised his hand to gently rub the corners of An Yi's eyes.

This time, he came to the port for an accidental transaction. He didn't plan to come, but the other party unanimously asked him to come, otherwise the transaction would not happen.

There is no way, I just came to the port, thinking, Shi Lian's eyes fell on An Yi's thin body again.

What will happen if you don't come by yourself?What if my trading place today is not in this port?

He didn't dare to think about it. He couldn't predict the consequences of all this.

This time, he was almost about to see the powerlessness of the people around him once again slipping away from his hands.Fortunately he caught up.

His subordinates acted quickly, and when Shi Lian got home, the doctor was already waiting at the door with a medicine box.

Without saying a word, Shi Lian took An Yi's legs and walked straight towards his bedroom. The room was very bright, but looking at An Yi's tightly closed eyes, Shi Lian always felt that the light was not turned on. .

The doctor took the scissors and cut off An Yi's clothes bit by bit. Immediately, a shocking scene appeared in his eyes.

On the already fair skin, one spot was bruised and one spot was purple, and there were several marks of knife cuts, old wounds, new wounds, large and small wounds, countless.

The doctor was also stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly picked up the things in his hands and started to work. He didn't look at it even after a glance, his dark eyes were full of distress.

He still remembered the first time he had sex with An Yi. Although An Yi had injuries at that time, they were not as many as now.

In the past few years by his side, he didn't know what An Yi had suffered.

It's just ridicule again and again, looking at his eyes, which turned from hope to loss to despair, when Shi Lian thinks about it now, his heart throbs so badly.

The doctor had been busy for more than two hours before he stopped what he was doing. Shi Lian dimmed the lights in the room a little, and sat next to An Yi by himself.

An Yi's breathing is very weak, yes, his breathing has always been very weak, if you don't listen carefully, it's hard to tell whether this person is still alive.

Shi Lian slowly inserted his hand into An Yi's, and gently rubbed the scar on his wrist with his thumb. This is a debt he owed. The wound on An Yi's body is all the debt he owed, and he can't pay it all. .

After sitting for an entire hour, An Yi's hands trembled subconsciously. Shi Lian was startled at first, and then raised his eyes to look at An Yi.

"What's wrong?" Shi Lian didn't realize that his voice could be so hoarse.

"I want to drink porridge." An Yi's voice was weak, his eyes seemed to be slightly opened, and the corners of his lips moved slowly.

Shi Lian dragged his hand out of An Yi's, got up from the stool, glanced at An Yi, covered the quilt, and went out through the door.

He hasn't been in the kitchen for a long time, but fortunately, the vegetables in the refrigerator are always being changed, so there is no problem of staleness.

Shi Lian took out the dishes and put them on the table. For a moment, he didn't know what An Yi liked to eat. Looking at the food in his hand, he didn't know where to start.

After thinking for a minute, Shi Lian still took out his mobile phone and dialed Funing's number.

Fu Ning was also very impatient, and was about to go to bed when he received a call from Shi Lian: "You don't sleep at night, why are you calling!"

Shi Lian pursed his lips, paused for a second and said, "What kind of porridge does An Yi like?"

Upon hearing An Yi, Funing stopped his hands and stood in front of the table: "What's wrong with An Yi?"

"Something happened, it's at my place now." Shi Lian didn't intend to fool Fu Ning.

Fu Ning frowned slightly, and after a minute of silence, he slowly opened his mouth.

"It's good to make simple white porridge. If you do it, don't put eggs. He is allergic to eggs. Put less salt and soy sauce, or it will not be conducive to wound recovery."

"The temperature of the white porridge should not be too high, it can be boiled on a low heat, it is best to cook a little more."

Shi Lian listened very seriously and wrote down everything Fu Ning said in his notebook. He felt it was a bit ridiculous that An Yi had been by his side for so many years, but he was not as good as someone who had been with him for three months.

Just as he was about to thank him, Funing suddenly asked in a deep voice, "Do you know who the other party is?

"We are investigating, more than half of them may be former enemies."

Fu Ning hummed, and continued: "It's troublesome, I'm working in the base here, so it's not easy to get started."

"Got it." Shi Lian hung up the phone and looked at the words on the notebook.

No, the enemy won't come looking for An Yi anymore, he will protect him this time.

According to what Fu Ning said, Shi Lian handled it carefully. He could cook at first, but now he was like a clown, because he was so careful that he didn't even distinguish between sugar and salt.

After failing several times in a row, the kitchen was almost set on fire by Shi Lian, and finally walked out of the kitchen with porridge.

When arriving at the room, Shi Lian was very careful and walked lightly, Shi Lian put the porridge on the bedside, looked at An Yi with his eyes tightly closed, and tried to shout.

"So, do you still drink porridge?"

After a while, there was still no response, and Shilian was not quite reconciled, so he called again a few times, but the person on the bed remained motionless.

In the end, Shi Lian gave up his plan to wake up An Yi, and sat back beside An Yi again, looking at him.

Once again, the scar on An Yi's neck reminded him of eight years ago.

At that time, I was just a fledgling, and I was secretly fighting against Shi Xingming in the tenth district. As a result, I was hunted down a lot, and my company began to enter a period of freezing.

On the day before the reunion festival, I just finished solving a headache at the company and was about to go back to rest. I accidentally saw a hairy head in an alley.

After walking in, he found that it was a child, a child covered in blood. In an instant, he seemed to see himself in the child's eyes, and subconsciously took off his coat to him.

He never thought that this child was An Yi, and he never thought that An Yi would remember such a simple thing for so many years.

Shi Lian sighed softly, and said in a low voice, "An Yi, what did you think of me as yours in the first place, so that you would stay by my side even if you died?"

This night was very long, and before dawn, An Yi also had a dream, a dream about eight years ago.

It was a story about him and the gods. In an extremely cold and hungry environment, a 12-year-old crazy child met the gods he wanted to follow for the rest of his life.