Kuaichuanzhi and Zha Gong are in deep love

At first he thought that the heart-piercing pain in his chest was just an illusion, but it was not until the moment before he fainted that Yin Zhong realized that he seemed to have broken a few ribs.

Everything goes wrong, everything goes wrong.

Yin Zhong who fell down suddenly frightened Lin Yu and Gu Yang. Gu Yang pulled an oxygen bag and rushed over, pressing the oxygen mask on his face.

Lin Yu wanted to help Yin Zhong up, but found that Yin Zhong's right hand was tightly holding onto Jian Shou's hand, until his joints turned white, and he would not let go.

Jian Shou sat on the ground, looked at the panicked group of people, and at Yin Zhong who fell on the ground with almost no ups and downs in his chest, as if he was dead.

When he wanted to withdraw his hand, he touched the wound on Yin Zhong's shoulder, and bright red blood gushed out desperately.

"Mr. Jian!" Lin Yu saw Jian Shou raised his head upon hearing the sound, with a dejected and indifferent expression, and took a deep breath, "Please don't break free, Mr. Jian, and come back with us for treatment."

He went over another sentence, "Boss Yin had a car accident...he is really worried about you."

So someone came over and helped Jian Shou stand up and walked into the ambulance. Yin Zhong held his hand in the palm of his hand, leaving oppressive fingerprints on the back of his hand.

Even though he was so close, he couldn't feel any warmth. It turned out that Yin Zhong was thinner and colder than him.

The ambulance did not drive to the hospital, but took them back to the old house of Yin's family. After comprehensive consideration, the home is indeed safer than the outside, and no one knows when the old man Zhong will come again.

Gu Yang accompanied him all the way, and the caller brought all the medical equipment needed to Yin Zhong's room.

During this period, the little lover called him, and Gu Yang rubbed his sweaty palms to pick it up: "What's wrong? Baby?"

Turn up the volume quite loudly, and the rhythmic music came out immediately. Gu Yang never knew that his little lover was so tone-deaf!

"Husband hubby enmua! One enmua on the left, one enmua on the right, and one enmua for the mouth!"

"Husband Hug! I want princess hugs, flying hugs, hugs in circles!"

"My husband is so handsome! He's so handsome when he smiles, and he's so handsome when he holds my hand!..."

Gu Yang almost threw the phone out, all the hairs on the goosebumps stood up, swaying in the cold wind: "Damn! Are you crazy, baby?"

Lin Yu gave him a cold look, and took away the spare oxygen bag that Gu Yang held in his arms.

The little lover on the other end of the phone wasn't angry after being interrupted, but it was a pity that Gu Yang didn't answer: "Okay, big fart. Eye, when will you come back today?"

Gu Yang walked to the door of Yin Zhong's bedroom, looked at Yin Zhong who was still unconscious, and wandered in the gentle village for two seconds: "I have something to do today and I can't go back, you should rest early, baby."

I was worried that Yin Zhong would get a fever at night, so it was better for him to stay at Yin's house.

The little lover took a puff of the lady's cigarette: "Okay, I will try not to cuckold you."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, not procrastinating at all, Gu Yang swallowed a mouthful of heartache, and at the same time felt that this bitch was so fucking sexy!

Gu Yang rubbed his hands again and walked towards Jian Shou who was sitting on the bed: "I'll give him a sedative, and I'll check you after he let go, okay?"

The injuries on Jian Shou's body also looked scary. If he didn't help him deal with it, Yin Zhong could kill himself when he woke up.

"Forget it." Jian Shou's profile looked soft, "It's useless." Yin Zhong would not let go of his hand.

Gu Yang let out an "ah", put on the medical gloves and began to treat Yin Zhong's bleeding wound again, and it didn't matter that Jane was in the way.

The ferocious and bloody wounds looked terrible, and there were thin meridians in the flesh and blood. Gu Yang suspected that Yin Zhong was actually fainted by the pain.

Such a wound can only be healed slowly, and the process of giving birth to new flesh is bound to be unbearably painful, and the skin graft can only be performed after it has grown to a similar size.

While bandaging, Gu Yang looked at Jian Shou who had been silent all the time calmly, and found that he didn't have any distressed emotions, and looked at Yin Zhong as if looking at an insignificant stranger.

Immediately, I sighed: Damn, my brother is a bit miserable.

Gu Yang's technique is proficient, and it didn't take long. After taking off the oxygen mask for Yin Zhong, he left the master bedroom, and left Jian Shou with internal and external medicine.

When I passed by Lin Yu downstairs, I asked him to call him whenever there was a situation. Anyway, he was close.

Lin Yu glanced at the closed door: "How long will it take for Mr. Yin to wake up?"

"I'm really not sure about this. So many injections of anesthetics didn't bring him down before, not to mention that even the sedatives didn't work this time."

Gu Yang was a little curious, "Why, do you need him to deal with something urgent?"

Lin Yu nodded and shook his head again: "Our people didn't find any trace of Mr. Zhong after going up the mountain, but I should be able to handle the current situation. We should wait for Mr. Yin to wake up before making a decision on other matters."

After leaving, he took two steps back, "Is Mr. Jian okay?"

Gu Yang hummed: "If Yin Zhong doesn't let go, I can only do a rough inspection. It's all skin trauma. It's almost enough to apply medicine every day to remove blood stasis."

So Lin Yu gave up and continued to investigate Uncle Zhong's hiding place.

It was already dawn, and the curtains were drawn in the bedroom. The man was lying quietly on the bed, with slightly dry diamond-shaped lips under the straight bridge of his nose, and the blue stubble on his chin looked decadent.

Jian Shou's expression was hidden in the halo, he just stretched out his fingertips and lightly placed Yin Zhong's face, jokingly thinking that being able to entangle the two lives is also considered destined.

It's just that it's all bad luck, so don't worry about it.

Because he had just injected drugs, Jian Shou was in a trance all the time, and he couldn't pull up any strength. He bent down and leaned against the edge of the bed and fell asleep just like that.

When Yin Zhong woke up, he thought it was night again, the light in the room was dim, and he could only see the small ball lying in front of the bed.

Yin Zhong moved his stiff fingers, making a crisp sound of joints rubbing against each other, and his breath on the back of his hand was very gentle, Jian Shou was probably very tired, he had not slept soundly but it was difficult to wake up.

He was by his side and didn't go anywhere. Yin Zhong looked at the top of Jian Shou's head and blinked his eyes. He felt that he had figured out a lot of things.

That hand loosened the shackles on Jian Shou, stroked Jian Shou's hair, filled with tenderness one by one, he would spend his whole life to make up for A Shou.

He really thanked God for giving him such a chance, let him see the vivid Jian Shou again, and it was within reach.

The person under his palm moved, raised his head and looked at Yin Zhong, with a hazy mist in his eyes.

This man is still wishing for a lifetime.

Jian Shou got up and opened the curtains, and the warm winter sun let in. Jian Shou stood in the light and cast a thin silhouette.

Yin Zhong could clearly see the young man's current appearance. There were dark soil and blood stains on the wet and wrinkled clothes, and the bruises were particularly conspicuous on the fair skin.

Jian Shou's expression was very pale, so pale that no emotion could be read.

Yin Zhong wanted to ask him if he was in pain, if he was cold, if he needed...

hug him.

He looked at Jian Shou's face almost greedily, with beautiful eyebrows and vermilion lips, but there was a sense of exhaustion at the end of life, and his heavy heart suddenly felt empty and panicked.

It was obviously a familiar face, but it seemed completely different, which made him feel distressed.

The wounded body was clamoring for him not to move, but Yin Zhong wanted to walk down, every step he took was like stabbing him with a knife.

Only now did he understand that the distance to Jian Shou was a gap between two lifetimes, and not only he was reborn, but also A Shou who hated him to the bone.

Yin Zhong was half a head taller than Jian Shou, and he could completely envelop him in his shadow when he approached: "A Shou, how did you escape?"

Sure enough, he would still be suspected, Jian Shou tilted his head slightly: "Probably because I don't think I have the qualifications to be a handle, seeing that I didn't insist on chasing after I escaped?"

The softer he spoke, the more he made Yin Zhong feel guilty. The so-called ten fingers connected to the heart, dense distress even rushed to the fingertips. How desperate was Ah Shou during the time when he did not wait for him?

What price did he pay to escape from the hands of old man Zhong.

This is the first time Yin Zhong felt the irreversibility of fate. If Jian Shou didn't escape by himself this time, wouldn't it be another corpse waiting for him?

He had no intention of defending himself, only the most futile apology.

"Ash, I'm sorry."

Jian Shou nodded indifferently: "Actually, it's none of your business. I shouldn't entrust my life on others. It's too shameless."

There was a muffled sound in the chest, and Yin Zhong eagerly held Jian Shou's shoulder: "Ah Shou..."

The man's appearance is so haggard, his expression is so flustered, his eyes are full of fear and flattery, Jian Shou suddenly feels extremely bored.

Obsession or resentment, he felt that it was meaningless.

"Yin Zhong, how about we give each other a chance?"

Jian Shou looked at him with clear and cold eyes, "Let's separate from now on, the two will have nothing to do with each other from now on."

From then on... the two have nothing to do with each other.

Yin Zhong was stunned, and let out a painful moan from his throat. He forgot that Ah Shou in this life didn't love him, and he should still blame him and hate him after this incident.

But how is it possible to separate him from Jian Shou!He couldn't have nothing to do with him, it was too cruel.

"A-Shou, give me another chance, and I won't let you go." He almost crushed his shoulder bones.

Chance?I've given my life away, what more do I need?Human inferiority is the most shameless, I thought Yin Zhong would let him go this time.

Jian Shou's eyes were empty, but he seemed to see through Yin Zhong's soul: "Yin Zhong, you are really selfish."

Yin Zhong opened the corner of his mouth and smiled, but it was more like crying.

He touched Jian Shou's face, and murmured to himself: "We'll be fine, we'll be fine..."

Jian Shou patted Yin Zhong's hand away, bypassed him and walked into the bathroom, where there were clean clothes put away, Jian Shou felt that his body was sticky and dirty.

Turned on the shower head, hot water poured down, and the warm mist quickly spread into the bedroom along the crack of the door, like billowing smoke.

Listening to the sound of water, Yin Zhong leaned his head against the door panel, waited for a while and pushed the door open a little bit, Jian Shou didn't close the glass door, he didn't seem to care about Yin Zhong's burning gaze, and indeed there was nothing to care about of.

The steaming water crawled over every inch of bare skin, the smooth skin of the slender limbs... the soft abdomen was especially injured.

Large areas of bleeding under the skin, like cuckoo blood on the white jade, made Yin Chongsheng unable to express his charming thoughts.

He watched Jian Shou burn his skin so red that it didn't come out, and finally frowned.

He walked into the bathroom, didn't turn off the tap, but directly blocked Jian Shou's head.

The almost scalding water hit Yin Zhong's shoulder like this, the bandage turned red instantly, and the arm pressed against the wall began to tremble violently.

From this angle where Yin Zhong bowed his head, he could see Jian Shou's graceful eyelashes, which was very cute.

He thought that Jian Shou's behavior was venting his anger, so he should also vent his anger on him.

Yin Zhong wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound because of the pain.

For a moment, he felt he was back in the dream where he was chained to the rock wall.

For thousands of days and nights, the scorching heat was enough to burn his soul...