Chapter 172 Ah Yan, is that you? It's you, right?
When I got home, it was already past four in the morning.
Xing Yu was shot in the back, bleeding all the way, and was almost exhausted.
He didn't go to the hospital because gunshot wounds could easily arouse suspicion.
So he called Xing's private doctor.
During the process of removing the bullet, Xing Yu's face was calm and no expression could be seen on his face. Only the blue veins faintly visible on his forehead revealed the pain he was feeling at the moment.
Lin Yan's eyes were fixed on his pale face, and she scolded him, "If it hurts, just scream it out. Why are you holding it in?"
Xing Yu closed his eyes and did not respond.
Half an hour had passed since the wound was treated.
After the doctor left, Lin Yan came to Xing Yu's room and stood at the door, looking at him sitting on the single sofa.
"Tonight, thanks."
Xing Yu's face was pale: "You're welcome."
Lin Yan asked: "How do you know I was kidnapped?"
Xing Yu didn't answer, but raised his eyes solemnly: "Don't go to work at Shu's in the future."
"This is my business, don't worry about it."
Xing Yu: "I have to take care of Lin Yan's affairs."
"It's none of your business."
"Qi Yue." Xing Yu's eyes were cold and expressionless. "Song Yanzheng has also joined Qin Yuan now. They will definitely come after you again in the future."
"Lin Zhi has returned to Lantai. He has inquired about Qin Yuan again. He found out that there is a local drug lord named R who has never been seen. All aspects of his situation match Qin Yuan's. If Qin Yuan is really R, then his methods are immeasurable."
Lin Yan walked into the room and sat on a stool nearby: "So what?"
"The relationship between Shu En and Qin Yuan is still unclear, and we don't have any evidence that can defeat them. If you rashly go to the Shu family alone, you will be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth."
"I'm not afraid."
"You're not afraid, but I am!" Xing Yu's face was gloomy, and he raised his voice slightly: "You share a body, I'm afraid Lin Yan will get hurt!"
Lin Yan was about to speak when she noticed Xing Yu frowning.
He lowered his head slightly and took a deep breath.
I guess the wound hurts.
She stepped forward and leaned over to check the wound on his back, but just as she got closer, Xing Yu dodged her.
Lin Yan was stunned.
These past few days, she could clearly feel that Xing Yu was deliberately avoiding her. The look in his eyes when he looked at her was sometimes complicated, sometimes indifferent, and sometimes entangled.
Facing a face that looks exactly like Lin Yan, he can still keep a sense of proportion.
He is a very reliable man.
"Xing, just think of me as Lin Yan's friend. Don't worry, you're not my type, and I won't do anything bad to you."
Xing Yu looked indifferent and didn't look at her: "Yeah."
Lin Yan looked into his deep eyes, which were desolate.
I felt a little depressed: "You, miss her very much?"
"Um."
"Think too much?"
"Very much."
"What if she refuses to wake up for the rest of her life? What will you do?"
Xing Yu's lips sank slightly, and he remained silent for a long time before speaking in a low voice: "It's late, go get some rest."
If we continue talking, I'm afraid this burly man will be heartbroken.
She stopped and stood up: "Okay, I'll stay here with you tonight. Go to sleep."
"Qi Yue."
"what?"
Xing Yu: "Don't sleep in Lin Yan's room. Sleep in the guest room next to hers."
Lin Yan paused, feeling a little unhappy.
But he still said: "Oh."
As the footsteps faded away, Xing Yu picked up his phone and turned on the lock screen wallpaper.
Lin Yan's bright smile entered his eyes.
In the photo, she has her hair loose and wears light makeup.
Gentle and beautiful, her eyes are full of him...
My eyes became increasingly dry and my gaze became blurry.
The phone screen flickered, dark then bright, bright then dark again.
A drop of salty tear fell on the phone screen, and he wiped it away with trembling hands.
"Ayan... I miss you... I miss you so much..."
Lin Yan did not leave even though they were separated by a door.
Through the crack in the door, I looked at the man crying in the room.
My throat feels a little tight.
It's infatuated.
She withdrew her gaze and quietly returned to the guest room.
I closed the door and lay on my back on the bed, staring at the slightly glaring white light on the ceiling.
His fingers involuntarily touched his lips.
Closing my eyes, the scene of him forcibly kissing me in the car that day flashed through my mind...
She resisted, but these days every time she recalled the moment when their lips touched, her heart would beat uncontrollably.
Also, the moment he held her in his arms in danger just now, the close proximity and his unconscious touch, all made her mind suddenly run wild...
Although, she knew very well that he just mistook her for Lin Yan.
Taking a deep breath, she raised her eyebrows indifferently.
She brainwashed herself into muttering, "A wise man never falls in love. The widower eventually becomes a wealthy woman, and ends up supporting a bunch of male models!"
Brainwashing failed.
The image of Xing Yu staring at the phone wallpaper and looking lifeless kept appearing in his mind.
Reluctantly, I got up and walked into the bathroom, standing in front of the sink and looking at my face in the mirror.
"Lin Yan, your man is going crazy... wake up... wake up and look at him..."
After she finished speaking, she relaxed her whole body and slowly closed her eyes.
A few minutes passed and communication failed.
She felt somewhat overwhelmed and continued to negotiate with her seriously.
"Lin Yan... he's injured... he misses you so much... wake up..."
"Don't be afraid... I won't leave... I will come back... I will protect you..."
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Xing Yu didn't sleep much the whole night.
The wound on his back made it impossible for him to sleep lying flat on his back, so he could only lie on his side.
It was just dawn and he felt uncomfortable lying down.
He picked up the cigarette box that had been in the drawer for a long time, opened the curtains and walked towards the balcony.
The sky was already turning slightly pale, and his stern face became even more sad in the air.
Smoke filled, burning quietly.
Wisps of white smoke blurred his cold and hard features, and nicotine could not dispel the gloom in his eyes.
Next to my ear, I heard the sound of the doorknob turning.
He turned and looked, holding the cigarette butt between his fingers, frowning slightly.
"Qi Yue, remember to knock on the door next time you enter my room."
She didn't say anything, just stood there looking at him blankly.
Xing Yu put out the cigarette and raised his hand to fan away the thick smoke in front of him.
He walked towards her and glanced at the faint dark circles under her eyes: "Why are you awake so early? Is there something wrong?"
She didn't respond, but watched his body gradually tremble.
Xing Yu stared at her wet and red eyes, and his pupils shrank slightly.
Only when he saw two lines of tears falling on her face did Xing Yu take another step forward and ask.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his waist was hugged and his body stiffened.
After a few seconds of hesitation, he subconsciously pushed her away and kept a distance from her.
"What happened?"
She threw herself into his arms again, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist.
With her cheek pressed against his chest, a choked voice slowly rose.
"Xing Yu...Xing Yu..."
A familiar hug recreated in memory.
She likes to hug him, put her head on his chest, and whisper his name...
My mind was blank, my blood was frozen, and I had no time to care about the pain in my back.
He only knew that his Ayan seemed to be back.
Xing Yu raised his hand and touched her waist. He lowered his head and stared at the person in his arms, trying to steady his breathing, the sound was like a broken string.
"Ayan...is that you? It's you, right?"
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