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

Song Yan's voice was low, as if he was begging.

Wu Xi closed his eyes, and slowly and decisively broke away from Song Yan's hand.

The door opened, and Chu Yan led Wu Xi away. From the beginning to the end, Song Yan didn't stop him.

Sitting in the car, Wu Xi's tense nerves relaxed, leaning on the back of the chair, his chest heaving slightly, he closed his eyes, his mind was full of Song Yan's last sentence to stay.

He clearly hated himself, why did he show that expression again?

Forget it, he no longer wants to think about everything about Song Yan.

Xing Jiu walked into the ward. Since Wu Xi left until now, Song Yan has maintained a standing posture, staring blankly at the palm of his hand.

"Boss, do you want to chase them? They shouldn't have gone far." Xing Jiu asked.

Song Yan withdrew his gaze, clenched his fists, and said in a low voice, "No need."

He raised his head and looked out the window, his eyes gradually became fierce, it was time to close the net.

At first Chu Yan was afraid that Song Yan would come to look for Wu Xi, and sent someone to follow Wu Xi all day, but after a week or so, there was no movement from Song Yan, and he was completely relieved.

Chu Yan introduced Wu Xi to a job as an assistant in a clinic. Wu Xi had learned some first-aid medical knowledge in the army before, and he got started quickly.

Once devoted to work, Wu Xi seldom cared about the voices of the outside world. In the busy day after day, Wu Xi left Song Yan's matter far away, only thinking about it in a short moment in his spare time, and it was very difficult. Get overwhelmed by other things.

One month later, the election of senators officially started, and all the people in the country paid close attention to this matter.

Walking on the street, in shopping malls, and even in teahouses on the side of the road, the latest news of the election is being reported.

Song Yan on the screen is still glamorous, speaking about his ideas and goals.

Wu Xi stood in front of the screen, staring at Song Yan who was giving a speech, as if looking directly at those beast-like eyes through the lens. A man should be admired by all people since he was born. Standing at the top of the pyramid, their encounter began It was an accident, it shouldn't have happened.

Wu Xi didn't care about the election at first, but in his opinion, there was no suspense about the result, Song Yan must be the final winner.

But in the last week, Song Xin was like a dark horse and suddenly rushed into the siege, with the same number of votes as Song Yan, and even surpassed Song Yan several times.

"Hey, you're watching the election too. I thought you didn't care about it." Dr. Mu came over. It's lunch break now, and Wu Xi was standing in front of the wall-mounted TV outside the clinic with a bowl in his hand, concentrating on watching the report.

Wu Xi came back to his senses, retracted his gaze, and said embarrassedly: "I, I just take a look."

The reporter on the TV is reporting Song Xin's outstanding deeds. He is excellent in study, gentle and polite, and has been doing public welfare activities. The reporter said, and put a few photos. Wu Xi knew the place where the photo was taken, which was the last time welfare home.

"Xiao Wu, which side do you prefer?" Dr. Mu asked with a smile, "Don't worry, it's just the two of us, chat casually."

Wu Xi stared at Song Xin on the screen for a long time, and said, "I don't know."

Dr. Mu drank two sips of tea and said: "I guess most people will choose Song Xin, thinking that he can bring about reforms to the country, but I don't think so. Since ancient times, those who can do something are courageous and courageous. , I think Song Yan is more suitable for this position."

Wu Xi's heart tightened, and Song Yan's arrogant, merciless eyes appeared in front of his eyes.

That night, Wu Xi dreamed of Song Yan for the first time since this period of time. In the dream, when nothing happened between him and Song Yan, they were sitting at the same dining table for dinner, and Song Yan even brought him a small dessert.

This dream was very ordinary and nothing happened, but when Wu Xi woke up, he found that he was crying at some point, and the tears flowed down the corner of his eyes, soaking the pillow.

The sky outside was still dark, and it was only three o'clock in the morning. Wu Xi couldn't sleep anymore, so he sat up and went to the kitchen to make himself a cup of hot milk.

Holding the hot milk, Wu Xi opened the door of the balcony, wanting to go outside to enjoy some fresh air.

As soon as he walked to the balcony, Wu Xi froze, with an unconcealable shock on his face.

He blinked and looked down the balcony again. It was not a hallucination. A black car was parked beside him. Song Yan was sitting on a bench under a tree. He was still wearing the speech suit that was shown on TV during the day.

It was three o'clock in the morning, and a man who was supposed to be busy with the election actually appeared downstairs.

Wu Xi hesitated for a moment, chose to retreat, and closed the door again.

After drinking the milk, he lay back on the bed again. Wu Xi couldn't fall asleep, and when he closed his eyes, he could only see Song Yan sitting on the bench.

Why is he here? Is he here all night, or all the time?

Wu Xi thought a lot, fell asleep in a daze, woke up again, it was dawn, the first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to open the glass door, and ran to the balcony to look down.

The bench under the tree was empty, as if last night was just a dream.

When going to work, the latest news was broadcast on TV again, Wu Xi was stunned for the first time, forgetting what he was doing and staring at the screen.

In fact, if you look carefully, you can see that Song Yan is tired. As long as the camera is not on him, he will lean on the chair and squint his eyes, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Looking at the figure of the man sitting on the chair, Wu Xi saw the scene of the man sitting on the bench downstairs in the early morning.

"There are still three days," Dr. Mu walked over, "Looking at the situation now, Song Yan is very dangerous. Song Xin's publicity is very good, and everyone likes him very much."

Wu Xi came back to his senses and said in a low voice, "Whoever gets elected between the two of them has nothing to do with me." An O like him, who is at the bottom of society, won't bring any substantial change to him.

Dr. Mu is very optimistic: "People have hope, maybe."

Before going to bed at night, Wu Xi went to the balcony to wait for a while, and did not see Song Yan's car until nine o'clock.

Realizing that he was actually waiting for Song Yan, Wu Xi's expression turned ugly in an instant, and he quickly closed the curtains on the balcony without taking another look.

Because of something on his mind, Wu Xi woke up from the dream, and it was around three o'clock in the morning, he slowed down and looked towards the balcony subconsciously.

The heavy curtains obscured the outside scene, Wu Xi hesitated for a while, put on his slippers, and walked over.

He just glanced at it and didn't have any other thoughts.

Slowly opening the curtains, Wu Xi felt as if he was doing something wrong, so he stood on tiptoe and took a look outside.

On the bench under the tree, Song Yan leaned there with his eyes closed, Wu Xi's breathing was stagnant, he quickly closed the curtains, his heart was beating wildly.

Song Yan actually came again, this time it was definitely not a hallucination.

Wu Xi didn't go out, but he didn't sleep either, he didn't turn on the light, and sat on the bed until dawn.

Around five o'clock, Song Yan drove the car away, and when the car drove away, Wu Xi opened the curtains and walked outside the balcony.

Looking at the empty bench, Wu Xi really couldn't figure out what Song Yan was thinking and why he did this.

Wu Xi was no longer willing to spend more time on this matter, he decided tonight, if Song Yan still came over, he would go down and ask for clarification.

As a result, at noon, it was reported in the news that Song Yan had been assassinated. This time, the assassin was very blatant. He rushed up during the speech and stabbed Song Yan with a dagger.

This speech is the last speech, and after the end of the speech, the voting will be closed, and then it will be time to count the votes.

Because it was a live broadcast, apart from the people present, there were a total of tens of thousands of people watching at the same time. When the accident happened, no one expected it. Even the special police present rushed up after more than ten seconds.

The scene at that time was being played back on the TV, Wu Xi froze and stared at the screen.

Everything in front of the camera seemed to be slowed down, Song Yan clutched his stomach, shook his body, fell to the ground, blood flowed out from under his body, like a blooming Bana flower.

Wu Xi suddenly felt dizzy, palpitations and chest tightness, and hurriedly supported the table in front of him.

Dr. Mu saw his abnormality, and quickly said: "Xiao Wu, are you alright?"

Wu Xi took a deep breath and said, "Doctor Mu, can I ask for half a day off?"

Dr. Mu said: "Of course, you can go back and rest quickly, don't hold on."

"Thank you." Wu Xi showed an ugly smile.

After he came out of the clinic, he took a taxi. When he got in the car, the radio in the car was playing the news that Song Yan was assassinated just now.

"According to front-line reporters, Song Yan has been sent to the No.1 civilian hospital..."

The driver asked: "Where are you going, young man?"

Wu Xi pursed his lips and said, "No.1 civilian hospital."

"Ok, but I advise you to go to the second hospital. The surrounding area of ​​the first hospital must be surrounded by the media."

Wu Xi clenched his sleeves tightly and said in a low voice, "Just go to the first courtyard."

It was almost to the gate of the first courtyard, and the car couldn't drive in. Wu Xi asked the driver to put him down.

On the way to the entrance of the hospital, Wu Xi felt that the ground under his feet was shallow and deep, and he had no point of strength, and he would fall at any time.

There was still more than ten meters away from the door and they could no longer squeeze in. Wu Xi stood anxiously on the periphery of the crowd, when suddenly a police car stopped, and Chu Yan got out of the car with a group of people.

Wu Xi paused for a moment, and hurriedly greeted him. There were people everywhere, shoulders to shoulders, and he could step on them with just a few steps.

"Chu Yan! Chu Yan!" Wu Xi shouted as he pushed the person away with great effort.

There were voices all around, and Chu Yan couldn't hear clearly at all, so he led people into the hospital directly.

Wu Xi wanted to make a call, only to realize that he forgot to bring his mobile phone, so he waited outside with a group of people until night.

At around nine o'clock, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and I don't know who said it.

"Song Yan is out of danger!"

"Send the draft quickly, contact the TV station..."

All kinds of voices came and went, only Wu Xi was really relieved by the news. Standing in the noisy crowd, tears fell down suddenly.

It turned out that he already cared so much about Song Yan.

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