He's super cute

Jiang Yuqing was holding on to the window of the helicopter, panting heavily, as if he was about to be suffocated.

He only needs to think of the scene of Jiang Yan being submerged by the torrent, the smile on his face is filled with so much reluctance and comfort, in the blink of an eye, he is gone.

Jiang Yuqing's heart seemed to be clenched violently, and countless sourness swept over him, submerging him like a tide.

"Your current situation..." the rescuer looked at his snow-white side face and blue lips, and persuaded hesitantly, "We will send you down first, you need to go to the hospital for a proper treatment now." inspection."

"What about him?" Jiang Yuqing seemed to have lost his soul, looking at the rushing water below with empty eyes, "What should he do?"

"Others are searching and rescuing, we will let you know if there is any news."

"I..." Jiang Yuqing's temple seemed to be pricked by needles. After staying up for a day and a night, his body was already at the limit, and his heart beating abnormally issued a warning, "I won't go...I have to wait Watch him until you find him."

"I have to watch him...to be at ease."

His voice was so soft that he couldn't hear clearly, and he was so weak that he seemed about to faint in the next moment.

"Several hours have passed..." The rescuer sighed, and handed Jiang Yuqing the hot water in his hand.

The roar of the helicopter became more and more ear-piercing, Jiang Yuqing felt as if he was deaf, he could only see his mouth opening and closing.

But he strangely understood it.

Jiang Yuqing clenched her fingers tightly, trembling uncontrollably.

Don't say any more, don't say any more..."He won't die!" Jiang Yuqing overturned the hot water cup, like a desperate little animal, baring her snow-white teeth, warning fiercely. The rescuer said sharply, "He won't die, how could he die?"

Rescue workers often see such family members. They are hysterical and heart-piercing, and they always hold vague hopes as long as they don't see the dead body.

The young man in front of him obviously couldn't stand still, and the eyes staring at him seemed fierce, but in fact they were so fragile that they would shatter when touched.

Not to mention that the man whose life and death are unknown now gave him the chance to live.

That driftwood can only bear the weight of one person.

"You want to open it..." The rescuer lowered his head and picked up the quilt, "People are very fragile, there is always a day when they die."

"Jiang Yan will not die..." Jiang Yuqing raised his voice, more like telling himself, "He is Jiang Yan, how could Jiang Yan die..." "Jiang Yan is also human, he is not God." The rescuers were afraid that he would not be able to bear the dead body, so they couldn't help but give him a vaccination first.

Jiang Yuqing was stunned suddenly, and sat down on the seat, tears streaming down his face, his face was wet, he murmured softly, "He is my god..." Although Jiang Yuqing didn't want to admit it , but in the past few years, Jiang Yan was his god, and he saved him from the impending collapse of the world.

On that day, the sunshine at the corner of the street was warm, and he saw the youthful light in the cracks of the roses.

Of course he knew that the current situation was not optimistic, but he did not believe that Jiang Yan would die.

How could the man who sheltered him from the wind and rain and propped up his sky die?

He is clearly omnipotent.

That was the only light in the long dark night of his youth, "He won't die..." Tears slowly flowed down his cheeks, Jiang Yuqing's mournful sigh lingered in the air for a long time, he grabbed his hem, He whispered, "At least he shouldn't have died like this..." Even though he suffered countless humiliations from Jiang Yan, he still wished him well, hoped that he would save himself from danger, and wish him all the best.

Hope to be safe even if we never see each other again.

"Do you want to look for it again?" There was a whisper from the front, "It's been so long, it's useless to look for it again..." They are a private team, hired by Jiang Yan, and the mission is just to find Jiang Yuqing, it stands to reason that the task has been completed.

The captain looked at Jiang Yuqing in embarrassment, "Look at this...if the weather clears up, let's continue..." Rationally speaking, Jiang Yan has the possibility of surviving in this turbulent water Sex is negligible.

Now it's all in vain. After a day and a night of hard work, everyone is exhausted.

It's better to repair and repair, and it will be easier to find when the weather clears.

It's just that the person he was looking for was naturally not a living person.

These words had almost sealed Jiang Yan's death, as if he was sure that he was dead, no one was willing to waste any more effort.

Jiang Yan was alone, and if Jiang Yuqing said it was fine, this matter would really come to an end.

Even if he really died in this flood, it is better to say that he died in his guilt and love for Jiang Yuqing than in the natural disaster by drowning.

Then everyone will gradually forget him, including Jiang Yuqing, he will forget the weather in the early spring of that year, forget the delicious steamed stuffed bun at the end of the alley, forget the boy's snow-white shirt hem, and finally forget his face and his voice.

Maybe he will look forward, maybe he will be trapped in the vortex of memories.

But Jiang Yuqing was unwilling.

What he wants is a living Jiang Yan, even if he never sees him again.

"Keep looking..." Jiang Yuqing felt powerless, as if he was the only one left in the world who cared about Jiang Yan's life. His hands and feet were so weak that he couldn't lift up his strength. He just insisted on saying over and over again, "Keep looking, you must still be alive."

"This..." the captain hesitated to speak, "The price is not low..." The employer is dead, and then I will work for nothing.

"Just look for it!" Jiang Yuqing got angry and shouted, "I'll give you how much money!"

"Okay, okay..." The captain responded repeatedly, changing his hesitation before, "I feel relieved with your words."

Jiang Yuqing stared at him, too angry to speak, her hands kept shaking.

It seemed that in their eyes, Jiang Yan's life was not as important as that little money.

That's Jiang Yan...Jiang Yuqing suddenly realized that if Jiang Yan really died, there might be a grand funeral, but would anyone really feel sorry for him?

All they wanted was to carve up the Jiang family and shed a few tears hypocritically.

He seems to be living a bit sad.

Jiang Yuqing's mind was muddled, he pressed his forehead against the cold window, and slowly breathed out the heat.

He stretched out his white fingers, and slowly drew a simple little rose on the glass. The little rose was swaying in the garden with the wind, and he was the only rose in the ** garden.

He was so lonely, and sadly tightened the little leaf.

One day when it rained, he tried to raise his head tremblingly, and saw a half-string moon, the moon was bright and beautiful, and sprinkled water on his petals. He spread the leaves and smelled the moon after the rain. color.

Yeah, I want him.

This way he is no longer alone.

Little Rose frowned, secretly wanting to take off the moon and embrace it in her arms.

From then on, the moon was just his own moon.

"found it!"

Jiang Yuqing shed tears silently, and a voice of joy came from her ear.

"Wh... what..." Jiang Yuqing couldn't believe it, and the dumb hair shook slightly, "What did you find?"

"Did you find someone?"

"Yes!" The rescuers breathed a sigh of relief, "It's not far ahead...Mr. Jiang grew up and was rushed to a branch of a tree and got stuck on it..." He couldn't help but I was afraid, if I really turned around just now, I would have missed a life.

If it wasn't for the weak-looking young man in front of him... "You saved him, if it wasn't for you, we would have given up."

"How is he?" Jiang Yuqing eased the dizziness caused by the over-excited brain, "Is he still alive?"

"He's still alive, and he's been sent to the hospital urgently." The rescuer put down the communicator with a sad expression on his face, "He doesn't seem to be doing well..." "It's good that he's alive..." Jiang Yuqing He didn't hear the second part of the sentence clearly, and when he suddenly relaxed, he couldn't hold back and fainted immediately, he just muttered in a low voice, "It's good to be alive..." He finally put himself into a deep sleep with peace of mind.

It was the persistence of the two of them that saved each other's lives. It's hard to imagine what would happen if either Jiang Yan or Jiang Yuqing was not so persistent and firmly believed that the other was alive.

Hospital Jiang Yuqing was sitting in a corner of the hospital wrapped in a bath towel, drips were hanging on his bruised hands, and his pale face slowly turned red.

He opened his mouth slightly, staring blankly at the bright red letter in the emergency room.

The bright red words pierced his eyes slightly, and then revealed a crimson wetness.

The sun slowly cleared outside the window, and the sun shone in through the gaps in the blinds, and the whole person was flickering, "Why are you sitting here?" Wen Xi held the porridge and pickles in his hand, and hooked the end of Goujiang Yuqing's eyes with his index finger, "Almost no find you."

"Are you hungry?"

Jiang Yuqing shook her head slowly, lowered her eyes and said nothing.

"Let's go back to eat." Wen Xi lightly touched the corners of his wet red eyes with her index finger, "Crying?"

"I want to watch him come out here..." Jiang Yuqing pursed her lips, her voice hoarse, "I want to watch him..." "The little crying bag is soft-hearted again?" Wen Xi rubbed him head, murmured in a warm voice, "What about after reading it?"

"Then..." Jiang Yuqing picked his nails and sniffed.

"Then go back to country m..." The footsteps were steady, and the voice seemed to be wrapped in ice that would last forever, "What else do you want?"

Jiang Yuqing almost jumped off the stool, he shrank his neck and faltered, "Brother...why are you here?"

"I won't come again..." Jiang Nan's white eyes were cold, staring at the top of his brother's head, "Are you going to wait for your body to be collected?"

"Are you capable, Jiang Yuqing." He thought of the news he had found, and his anger went straight to his forehead, "Being angry with others... Am I willing to give you a little bit of anger all these years?"

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