【ABO】The bodyguard of the ruthless boss is too charming

A great man said: All men are created equal.So this sentence was printed on the title page of every book. Some publishing houses specially asked someone to design the font. At first glance, it looked like some kind of sacred symbol.

In the early [-]th century, a virus emerged quietly and swept the world like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. This virus was highly contagious and had a high incidence rate.

It took scientists a full 100 years to develop a specific drug to suppress the virus, but during this period, the surviving human bodies were affected by the virus and differentiated into three genders: A, who is at the top of the food chain, has the most powerful and excellent genes, and Before the differentiation, human beings had similar gene B and both men and women had reproductive organs, and O could not control estrus when the cycle came.

A is a natural leader and ruler in various fields, b is mediocre in all aspects, but can live a normal life, and o is the weakest of these three types, and is only responsible for reproduction.

This kind of change in human beings violates the sentence from the root: all people are born equal.

But after that, successive politicians followed suit and turned this sentence into a spear and a shield in their hands to fight for their own interests.

As for whether all people are created equal after all things are done, it is left to fate.

Song Yan was right, after so many senators, Omega's status is still at the bottom of society, without any change.

But Wu Xi is still willing to believe that change will not happen overnight, at least he sees a faint hope in Song Xin.

After Song Yan said these words, he fell silent. After a while, Wu Xi's body was weak because of maintaining a single movement, and he wanted to move, but Song Yan's arms were wrapped around his waist like iron clamps, and he couldn't move.

"Boss?" Wu Xi called out tentatively.

After waiting for a few seconds, but there was no response, Wu Xi raised his voice a little this time.

"Boss, are you asleep?"

Song Yan moved, Wu Xi was startled and froze, but the man didn't wake up, but hugged him even tighter.

The place where the skin touches can feel a scorching heat, like a cluster of small flames spreading into Wu Xi's body, something is about to move.

"Song Yan, wake up..." There was still no response, Wu Xi suppressed the heat in his body, and struggled to sit up from the man's arms.

Wu Xi panted slightly, obviously just took the inhibitor a few hours ago, how could it be like this?Could it be that the cycle has arrived earlier?

Thinking of this, his face instantly became ugly.

By the way, Xing Jiu gave him an extra box of inhibitors at night, which should still be in his pocket.

Wu Xi fumbled around on his body and found the box of inhibitors in his inner pocket. He heaved a sigh of relief, took out two pills, stuffed them into his mouth, and swallowed them dryly.

The inhibitor given by Xing Jiu is indeed the most effective medicine, and the hotness in the body has subsided within a few minutes.

Wu Xi wanted to go outside to blow the night breeze, to blow away the aftertaste from his body.

When he got up, his eyes fell on Song Yan's chest again. If he didn't deal with it quickly, it would get worse.

I saw a kind of weed outside just now, chopped up can stop bleeding, he used to use it in the army.

Wu Xi took off his coat and put it on Song Yan's body, and went outside the cave. The temperature in the winter night was very low. When the wind blew, the heat from his body was completely dissipated, and his cheeks became numb from the cold.

He didn't stay for a moment, and quickly searched around, and finally saw a few weeds in a corner.

Great, Wu Xi showed a smile on his face, dealt with the weeds briefly, and then trotted back to the cave.

Kneeling on the haystack, Wu Xi pursed his lips and stared at Song Yan's wound. If he wanted to apply medicine to the wound, he had to unbutton Song Yan's shirt.

But if he did this, Song Yan would wake up halfway, and he would definitely ridicule him again. Even he couldn't ignore the feeling of being ridiculed all the time.

"Song Yan..." Wu Xi tried to shout, and unconsciously clenched the herbal medicine in his hand, "I'll give you the medicine right away, so I have to untie your clothes."

After speaking, the man lying on the haystack closed his eyes tightly without any reaction.

Wu Xi licked his lips, thinking in his heart, anyway, he has already said it, and when Song Yan wakes up, he can't just talk about him.

Unbuttoning the man's shirt one by one, revealing the bloody wound, Wu Xi realized that the wound was more serious than he imagined.

After the impact on the wound dissipated, he noticed that the skin near the wound was densely covered with horrific scars, all of which were old wounds.

Wu Xi was surprised, you know, Song Yan has been loved by thousands of people since he was a child, yet someone would leave so many terrible wounds on his body.

Forget it, these have nothing to do with him, he will leave here after these two months are over.

Wu Xi approached, and slowed down to apply herbal medicine to Song Yan. When the herbal medicine touched the wound, Song Yan frowned and groaned.

Wu Xi's hands trembled, bit his lower lip, speeded up to apply the herbal medicine, and wrapped it up with a torn piece of cloth.

Finally he was busy, Wu Xi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and was about to button Song Yan, until the last one was buttoned, when suddenly his wrist was grabbed, and Song Yan opened his eyes.

Wu Xi's heart stopped beating for a moment when he met those pitch-black eyes. When he came back to his senses, he opened his mouth to explain, but Song Yan closed his eyes again, with thick and black eyelashes hanging down under his eyelids.

Inexplicably, his heart was itchy as if swept by a feather, and Wu Xi's hand that wanted to push Song Yan away stopped moving.

The man looked distressed.

Song Yan let go of his hand again, and Wu Xi quickly withdrew his hand, forcing himself to look away, and was about to get up, when suddenly a small force grabbed his sleeve.

"Don't go..." The man's voice was low and hoarse, his face was fragile like never before, "Don't leave me..."

Wu Xi was stunned, and his eyes slowly fell on the hands holding his sleeves. The tall man curled up his two long legs aggrievedly, and leaned all over him, while one hand was holding onto his sleeves. sleeves.

After hesitating for a while, Wu Xi plucked up his courage and stretched out his hand to touch the man's forehead, it was really hot there.

No wonder he was asking himself those strange questions then, it turned out he had a fever.

Wu Xi struggled for a while, and pulled away Song Yan's hand. As soon as he pulled it away, Song Yan hugged his waist, like a baby afraid of the cold, tightly sticking to his body.

"Song Yan, wake up..." Wu Xi froze, stretching out his hand to push Song Yan's shoulder helplessly.

"Don't go..." Song Yan said, burying his face in his stomach, the voice came indistinctly, as if he was still talking, but he couldn't hear clearly.

Wu Xi paused for a moment, leaned over, and the man's voice gradually became clear.

"Don't leave me, Mom...Mom..." At the end, she didn't say anything, but unconsciously repeated the word "Mom".