"......."
As Mu Yiran listened to his comforting words, she slowly withdrew her arms and pressed herself tightly against him. The two of them felt their pulses and heartbeats becoming more and more synchronized, thus confirming each other's presence.
By the time Shi Youxi carried her into the cabin, Mu Yiran was so exhausted that her senses were impaired. Amidst the deafening roar of the propellers, she still managed to hear a few short screams and the sound of gunfire.
She turned her head in fear and saw that the once clear pool was now tinged with red, rippling like waves. When she tried to look again, it was gone.
Mu Yiran licked her lips, which had turned white and dry from the thick smoke. "Shi Youxi, what...did you do to them?"
Shi Youxi covered her eyes, carried her into the cabin, his phoenix eyes swept over the lower left corner of the pool, made eye contact with the people there for a moment, and then directly closed the helicopter door.
"Don't worry about it, leave everything to me, nothing will happen."
Remembering something, Mu Yiran anxiously grabbed the hand that was rubbing her head, "Yunli is still there! And Director Chen! And there's another girl, I think she's Lin Zhi—"
"Sister!" Shi Youxi's voice was flat. He pressed his fingertip against her reddened forehead. Hearing Mu Yiran gasp in pain, he was both angry and annoyed. The veins on the back of his hand bulged. "Can't you worry about yourself first, huh?!"
The image of the woman's body suspended in mid-air, her small, helpless figure filled with panic as she fell from the edge, evoked the thought.
Shi Youxi closed his eyes.
He dared not think about it anymore.
He touched her face, hugged her tighter, nuzzled and sniffed Mu Yiran, and murmured:
"What if I were any later? What if I hadn't come at all...?"
"It's not that serious... I've already planned it out. There's a platform down there for the air conditioner unit, so I won't fall down."
Mu Yiran hugged the head to her chest, ran her fingers through his hair, and touched a wet hand.
The man was covered in cold sweat…
Because of her, this man felt as if he had just passed through the gates of hell.
Unable to remain unmoved, Mu Yiran took the initiative to kiss that high, straight nose. "And Shi Youxi will definitely catch me, won't he?"
“…”
The man looked up from her chest, his eyes bloodshot. "...What if we can't hold on?"
Shi Youxi asked a question but didn't need her answer. He stared at her face and said to himself:
"Then I'll fall down with you."
"..."
Mu Yiran's eyes reddened, and she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck—
Shi Youxi carefully grasped her neck and kissed her directly.
Only the exchange of saliva could somewhat alleviate that slight unease.
Shi Youxi greedily inhaled her scent, kissing her until it wasn't enough...
He gently massaged the person in his arms, who trembled slightly but didn't flinch or hit him. Instead, he held on even tighter. Shi Youxi was overwhelmed with excitement and pressed the person against the cabin wall, his hand sliding down the waistline—
"Ahem, that gentleman and lady—"
"—Smack!"
“…”
Mu Yiran slapped the person on top of her away, grabbed her collar and met Shi Jie's gaze, her face showing embarrassment.
"Hehe..." She greeted him with a smile, then silently turned the man's head back towards her.
The man was turned around by his ear and met Shijie's gaze.
Shi Youxi: "..."
season:"……"
Silence, deafening.
Shijie gripped her knees tightly with her fingers! She stiffly waved to the tattooed man in the cockpit ahead:
"Brother Arm, stop the car, I'm stopping here."
"What the hell are you talking about?" The tattooed man didn't even turn his head.
"This is a fucking helicopter. If you want to commit suicide, wait until I land."
"........"
When the season closes its eyes, it thinks without any will to live:
Perhaps suicide is the best way to live right now!
…But he still wanted a complete corpse, didn't he???????????
So he pulled out a medicine box from under his bottom, turned around with his eyes closed, and smiled sweetly: "Madam, would you like some medicine?"
Mu Yiran had already tidied herself up and nodded gracefully, "Damn!"
The two men began treating each other in a strange yet harmonious way.
No one paid any attention to the man sitting there coldly.
Shi Youxi gave the two of them a few cold glances, stuck her tongue out at her cheek, and sneered:
"roll!"
The season quickly shrank back and rolled away.
He pulled out the folding chair, squatted down, and left the two of them with a back view as solid as an impenetrable wall.
Shi Youxi moistened his face with alcohol, grabbed the woman's ankle, and seeing the warning look in her eyes, he leaned in without thinking:
"Slap me again, and then I'll wipe it off for you, okay?"
Mu Yiran: "................"
——
Because of the Beginning of Winter, Mu Yiran was coaxed by Uncle Lin and Shi Youxi to drink a whole bowl of mutton soup. Her unease and anxiety grew as her body became increasingly hot, but she inexplicably fell asleep.
Shi Youxi gently brushed the hair away from the woman's forehead, then leaned in and kissed her forehead, which had already turned red.
In November, the days in Mirage are very short. Just as the sky began to slowly turn blue before sunrise, the tattooed arm finally finished up and made it over.
As he approached the basement entrance, the stench of blood made him wrinkle his nose. He quickly ran inside, and in the interplay of red and black in his vision, the tattooed man rushed forward and grabbed Shi Youxi.
"Enough! Enough, you brat!"
"Don't go too far! This is China!"
"Damn it, come and grab him!"
When the season was struck by the shout of the tattooed arm, he hesitated, taking one step forward and one step back.
A person started dancing the cha-cha.
A tattooed arm delivers a powerful punchline:
"How could such a young, unmarried woman fall for a criminal like you—"
"clatter!"
They stopped.
Shi Youxi tossed aside the metal rod, took a drag on his cigarette, and looked at him.
The man's face and chest were covered in blood, exuding an untamed and wicked aura. This kind of appearance, so striking that even dogs wouldn't dare approach him on the street, was paired with such a devilishly handsome face.
With his tattooed arms, he couldn't afford to offend this big shot, so he obsequiously said, "Sorry, I'm not a criminal, I'm a law-abiding young man, okay?"
She took out a match, rubbed it against the sole of her shoe, and lit a spark. She held it to the man's lips, but before she could even touch it, Shi Youxi dodged it away in disgust.
"I don't smoke. Stay away from me and don't let the smell get on me."
"She doesn't like it."
"?"
The tattooed man, trying to curry favor, was met with indifference and became furious.
"Why are you spitting it around if you're not smoking? Are you trying to show off? Is it cooler to fight with a cigarette in your mouth?"
Shi Youxi chewed the broken tobacco a couple of times, looking languid. "Hmm, even better."
She hated the smell of tobacco, and that smell helped him stay alert and prevent him from doing things that would offend his sister.
For example, killing those who hurt her.
"You're crazy!" The man with the tattooed arm couldn't understand and cursed in a tone that was both grandpa and grandma: "Take it or leave it."
He angrily stubbed out the match and threw it on the ground, his gaze falling on the half-dead man lying there, and said:
“The area has been cleaned up. If it weren’t for the Lin family’s intervention, it would probably have been even worse.”
"Thank you for your hard work, Lin family."
“............”
grass!
Both the father and the son are difficult to please.
"How do you plan to handle this? I reckon it's inextricably linked to the Wen family."
Shi Youxi squinted and didn't answer him, but instead made a phone call:
"Hello? Why is Wen Zaosi still in the transplant pod?"
Although Guan Shiyan hadn't slept, he was still a bit irritable to be called in the middle of the night, so he said in a stern voice:
"Brother! Everything has to follow procedures! Are you planning to do something bad? Can't you be a little more discreet?"
And another thing! This is patient privacy, I can't disclose that information. I'm warning you, if you hack into Guan Yi's backend again, I'll have the police call you!
Shi Youxi would be a fool to be afraid of his threats. She sneered, "Haven't been able to contact Ai Ni lately, have you?"
“…”
With just one sentence, Guan Shiyan broke through Guan Shiyan's defenses.
"Holy crap, Shi Youxi! Have you no shame?! You have a wife now! A warm bed! And you dare to brag to a single dog like me who's working overtime until midnight?!"
"So what if you show off! So what!"
Believe it or not, I'm jealous of you!
"......."
Sometimes Shi Youxi would wonder how he had maintained a relationship with him for so many years. He pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "I don't care what procedures there are. I don't want to see him walk out of Guanyi properly. You decide what to do."
Why should I listen to you?
"The name of the roundabout route is Silu Qiandong No. 1 1405".
Guan Shiyan, in a high-pitched voice:
"I guarantee the mission will be accomplished, my dear young master! I'll get right on it!"
"..." The tattooed arm wiped his face.
Who understands?! These two are truly best buddies!
They're all such sycophants!
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