Chapter 165
(Note: The timeline of the extra chapter partially overlaps with the timeline of the main story)
The black muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at Wang Zhen's forehead.
At such a close distance, a light pull of the trigger with the index finger would cause a bloody black hole to appear on Wang Zhen's forehead. Even more miserable, the bullet would rotate and penetrate the skull, blowing the head into pieces. The brain matter mixed with blood would splatter like tofu pudding. In short, he would go to see the King of Hell immediately.
In other words, Fu Chen is going to kill someone.
Song Xingqi was stunned on the spot. With the dim moonlight in the sky, his gaze shifted from the cold muzzle of the gun to the familiar man's face. His pupils trembled slightly and the blood in his body solidified into ice chips.
He had never seen a murder scene.
Click.
The rustling sound of the wind mixed with that little noise came into my ears.
Song Zhouqi shuddered violently.
The expected gunshot did not happen. The man slowly lowered his eyelids, becoming more and more dissatisfied in his coldness.
When Fu Chen was in the army, he had experienced battlefields full of bullets and flying limbs. He was not afraid of killing people at all and was immersed in tremendous rage and great fear of almost losing his life. He was not a pity to let Wang Zhen die a hundred times. However, he did not expect that the bullets would run out at this juncture.
The murderous intent in his eyes did not fade at all, but he caught a glimpse of Xingqi's pale face out of the corner of his eye.
My heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Oops!
Many thoughts flashed through Fu Chen's mind in an instant.
Judging from Zhou Xing's expression, it goes without saying that he was scared.
Xingqi is timid. When I was leaving, I couldn't bear to kill a chicken even though I wanted to make chicken soup for him. With such little courage, he had to watch him shoot and kill people cruelly and ruthlessly. Naturally, he would be frightened. I was afraid that with his timid character, even he would be afraid from now on.
As the thought flashed through his mind, the butt of the pistol had already hit Wang Zhen's forehead, leaving no room for him to escape.
Wang Zhen fell to the ground. Fu Yu and Fu Zhan beat him up so badly that he didn't even recognize his own parents.
There were Fu Yu and several others between Song Xingqi and Fu Chen. Fu Chen did not step forward and still stood where he was, his eyes fixed on Xingqi, his brows twisted in an unidentified way.
Men also get afraid sometimes. If they take a step forward, they will step back.
When Song Xingqi came to his senses from the bloody scene in his imagination, Wang Zhen couldn't even get up. Fourth Brother and Zijie were discussing the relationship between Wang Zhen and Zhang Shixian. He thought divergently and made a bold guess: "They are not brothers, and they don't have any friendship outside of work, so there must be a special relationship between them, so he helps Zhang Shixian so much."
After chatting for a few words, there was a rumbling sound overhead, and the helicopter's rotors created a strong wind in the forest.
Song Xingqi raised his hand to block it, but someone protected him in advance to prevent him from being blinded by the flying sand and rocks.
A rope ladder was dropped from the helicopter.
Fu Chen used his height advantage to shield him from the wind, and held the rope ladder with one hand to steady himself, saying, "Zhou Xing, you follow Xiao Ha and the others on the plane, and I'll take the other one."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Zhouxing grabbed the man’s clothes: “Fu Chen, I want to follow you!”
Fu Chen's chest rose and fell violently for a moment, and his eyes shook: "Aren't you afraid of me?"
"Why should I be afraid of you?" Song Zhouxing asked back.
Chen Yuan leaned out of the cabin door amid the rumble, shouting for them to get on. Song Xingqi boarded the plane and watched through the window as Wang Zhen and several of his men were handcuffed and pushed to the highway by the people who were left behind. Four police cars with flashing lights also came and took the kidnappers on board.
Chen Yuan took off his headphones and took a long breath. Just as he was about to express his emotion at the thrilling rescue, he saw Song Xingqi turning his head and staring at the boss with his eyes full of words.
He turned around silently, leaving the space behind for them.
Song Zhouqi was still puzzled by Fu Chen's question, but when he saw Wang Zhen on the ground being escorted into the car, he suddenly understood what Fu Chen was worried about.
He squeezed in next to Fu Chen's seat and said everything he wanted to say: "Fu Chen, I'm not afraid of you. You looked a little scary at the time, but you were protecting me because Zhang Shixian's bodyguard wanted to hurt me, which made you very, very angry. I understand that feeling. If you were the one who was killed, I would also be so angry that I would want to kill someone. So I'm not afraid of you. Killing him would definitely cause blood to splatter. I imagined the scene in my mind and felt uncomfortable."
Fu Chen breathed a sigh of relief and hugged Zhou Xing into his arms. All his worries disappeared: "Good Zhou Xing."
Song Zhouqi grinned.
Fu Chen carefully brushed away the dust and leaves on his face and hair, and kissed the faint scratch at the corner of Zhou Xing's eye.
As soon as they returned to Xinhai, they sent several boys to the hospital for examination and treatment of their wounds. After the treatment, Fu Chen sent Xing Zhou home and unexpectedly stayed at Xing Zhou's house. After experiencing a life-and-death crisis, Song Xing Zhou had a lot to say to Fu Chen, including the shock of being kidnapped, the thrill of escaping, the joy of being rescued... They talked until the middle of the night when he fell asleep in a daze.
It was a long time after he fell asleep that Fu Chen finally calmed down his anger in the quiet night and felt the real body temperature of the person sleeping beside him, and closed his eyes for a while.
They slept in each other's arms until dawn.
However, Fu Chen almost lost Xingqi. Even though his anger gradually subsided, he was still frightened. He slept very lightly that night. He knew that Xingqi was talking in his sleep, turning over, and occasionally kicking the quilt in his arms. He even felt the claws scratching his chest a few times.
After a while, the man was forced to open his eyes due to the scorching gaze that could not be ignored.
"Fu Chen! Good morning~~~"
Song Xingqi lay on the bed, clenched her fists, supported her upper body with her arms straight, and knelt beside the man with her legs bent at the knees. Her eyes were brighter than the sun rising in the east, and she happily tiptoed back and forth on the bed with her fists. Her invisible tail had been swaying like a propeller for a long time: "Fu Chen!"
"Good morning," Fu Chen laughed, raised his hand to embrace Xingqi in his arms, but his movement froze.
The week is just around the corner, and the big dog-like posture makes the round-neck pajamas hang down in the air below the body, and it can be seen clearly from the neckline.
“........”
The Adam's apple rolled.
Zhou Xiao is still young. If he eats people up completely now, how is he different from an animal?
Fu Chen warned himself in his heart.
"?" Zhou Xing tilted his head, "What's wrong, Fu Chen?"
"You pressed my arm last night, and it feels a little sore," Fu Chen made up a lie to explain, then he held the person in his arms and suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart.
Song Xingqi naturally leaned on Fu Chen's chest and swept his chin with his claw fist: "Fu Chen, we agreed to go eat fish before. You said there is a new chef. Are you still free?"
Rather than saying that Zhou Xing is clingy, it’s more like Fu Chen wants to keep her by his side. He rubbed Zhou Xing’s soft hair and said, “Of course I’m free. We’ll go at noon.”
"Great! I was thinking about that when I woke up this morning."
"Have you come out of the shadow of kidnapping?"
"I stopped thinking about it after we talked last night. Besides, with you here, Fu Chen, even the most vicious criminals can be driven away by you," Song Xingqi said, digging his claws in the air twice, and said admiringly, "In my heart, you are the best!"
Fu Chen smiled with his lips pursed.
At noon, the two went to a restaurant they often went to eat fish. In the afternoon, they went to the police station with Jiang Ling and others to take statements. After coming out of the police station, Song Zhou Er got into Fu Chen's car without saying a word. He moved inside and left a seat for Fu Chen.
In the following days, Fu Chen would take a detour to pick up Xingqi from the apartment every morning, and would personally send Xingqi home in the evening. Whenever they were apart, they would talk on the phone for hours. For couples in love, even a single second of separation is an unbearable torture.
This morning, Fu Chen called.
Song Xingqi picked up the phone happily: "Fu Chen, are you downstairs?"
"No," Fu Chen apologized, "I'm afraid I don't have time to meet you today. I have some business to attend to. I have to leave for another trip soon. I also have an important dinner in the evening. I will probably be back around eleven or twelve at night."
Click.
The big delicious meat bun in Song Xingqi's hand fell onto the dining table.
The sky is falling.
Song Junhao was drinking white rice porridge when he glanced at his son's expression. He calmly picked up the bun and put it back into his son's hand which was held motionless in mid-air.
Put it up, and then it falls down again.
Liu Xuan glared at her husband and said, "Don't make trouble with our son."
Song Junhao joked: "I am trying to see if he is still conscious. Our son has a small brain now. He can't function without it. I think it's amazing."
Liu Xuan: "When we were dating, you were the same. I didn't answer your phone call once, and you were so anxious that you were like, 'What's wrong with me?'"
Song Junhao: "It seems that this personality is inherited."
Although a little disappointed, Song Xingqi was very considerate of Fu Chen and said to the person on the phone: "Fu Chen, go and get busy. Work is more important. Just let me know when you come back. It doesn't matter how late it is."
"Okay, I'll be back as soon as possible."
"Um."
Since he couldn't meet Fu Chen today, Song Zhou didn't know what to do for the time being.
After breakfast, he stayed in the living room and browsed his phone. Xiao Xing was still working part-time at the club and couldn't come out during the day. Jiang Ling had to accompany his mother to the hospital for a follow-up check-up today. Zijie was planning a trip to visit an exhibition abroad with his second brother. Everyone was busy.
"As for me, I'm just a salted fish," Song Zhouqi muttered.
He looked up at the clock on the wall. The hour hand pointed to nine o'clock. He felt like he had been browsing on his phone for half a day, but only an hour had passed.
"Ouch..."
He missed Fu Chen.
After a lot of mental struggle, he sent his first message of the day: [Fu Chen, have you started working?]
At ten o'clock, he couldn't help but ask: [Fu Chen, have you started eating lunch?]
At eleven o'clock, Song Xingqi asked again: [Fu Chen, have you finished your meal?]
1pm: [Fu Chen......]
Fu Chen would reply to every message he received. Song Xingqi knew that talking too much would disturb Fu Chen, so every time he asked, he would end the conversation after two or three sentences.
In order to control himself and not be so annoying, he helped with the house cleaning, wiping the doors and windows, mopping the floor, tidying up... Having something to do would prevent him from thinking only about Fu Chen. After cleaning the house, he ran to the basketball court and played basketball with several junior high school students in the community.
When he came back, his forehead was covered with sweat. He fell asleep on the sofa due to exhaustion.
But today, Boss Fu did not leave Xinhai.
He lied for a week.
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