The mountains are crawling. At the silent foot of the mountain, the lights of police cars and ambulances flashed alternately.
The unconscious Liu Ruoyu has been carried into the ambulance and his life is not in danger. Another ambulance was waiting nearby. Xu Mengshan, Fan Jia and others stood by in silence, unable to help even though they wanted to.
Yin Feng is such a big guy, but since he was discovered by everyone, he has been snuggling in You Mingxu's arms, with his head down, ignoring everyone. You Mingxu was still wet all over, wrapped in a blanket, and holding him with one hand.
Their two voices can only be heard by the two of them.
"Shall we get in the ambulance?"
Yin Feng shook his head vigorously and said, "I won't get in the ambulance. I won't go! I won't go to the hospital. I won't be able to see you there. I want to go home, home! Home right now!"
He was obviously stubborn enough, holding You Mingxu's waist and dragging her towards her police car. You Mingxu couldn't get away, and when he looked up, his colleagues looked at each other in confusion.
She yelled, "Why are you all looking at us? Go and do your own things. Okay, Writer Yin, I'll take care of this."
Everyone immediately dispersed and walked away. Fan Jia asked with concern, "Is Writer Yin really okay?" Xu Mengshan muttered, "Let's go to the hospital for safety."
You Mingxu lowered her head. This guy was still hunched over with his arms around her, like a scalded shrimp. But his hair was soaked by water and stuck to his forehead, making his face look even paler and his eyes dull. More like a child.
She touched his head and said, "Okay, since you're okay, let's go home. Then let go and I'll go drive."
He lowered his head and said nothing, but held her arms tighter. You Mingxu grabbed his hand and tried to separate them, but he held on tightly and uttered two words: "No."
There was a faint choking sensation.
You Mingxu thought to himself that he was really scared. He hadn't cried for a long time, except for the time when he was at a loss when they first met in Tibet. And even though he has dementia, he is still very proud. The torture just now was an extreme humiliation. He is still a child at heart, and such humiliation does not treat him as a human being at all.
Thinking of this, a burning rage rose in You Mingxu's heart. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to suppress it.
My heart softened a little at his dependence and entanglement at this moment.
She called Xu Mengshan who was about to leave: "Drive us back."
The police car ran silently in the night. Xu Mengshan was like an invisible man, driving the car steadily and fast without saying a word.
You Mingxu was still holding Yin Feng, his head resting on her shoulder, as if he was dead, motionless.
But You Mingxu knew that he had to comfort him and help him get through this. Looking back, when we first met in Tibet, he was like a newborn baby, trembling and unable to speak coherently at first. Later, he gradually became more clear-headed and started to act like a spoiled brat in front of her, laughing, running, sulking, and even starting to deduce and solve cases... Whenever she closed her eyes, what appeared in front of her was him in a green shirt and green pants, standing in front of her, smiling so cleanly that the snow melted and the flowers bloomed.
Almost subconsciously, You Mingxu scratched his face lightly with his fingers and said, "Were you scared just now?"
He didn't speak or move. He ignored her. But the warm breath still sprayed on her front.
You Mingxu was silent for a moment, then reached out, pinched his chin, lifted it up, and made him look at him. But when I saw this, I was stunned. His eyeballs were covered with red bloodshot due to excessive congestion. He looked particularly quiet, so quiet that it seemed a little empty.
You Mingxu's heart suddenly ached. She didn't know what to do, so she just subconsciously lowered her head and gently rubbed his face. Both of their faces were cold, but their breath was slightly warm. She just sat next to him, feeling confused.
"I'm sorry," she whispered. He suffered this misfortune because of her.
After rubbing it a few times, he moved.
Just like before, he used his face to rub her gently, again and again, very slowly, no different from a small animal. He didn't say a word, just entangled with her intimately. The strange thing is that at this moment You Mingxu's mind was blank. He didn't want to think about anything, and there was nothing to think about.
His face was soft, and the edges of his nose, brow bones, and lips were very clear. Even with his eyes closed, You Mingxu could feel them. She felt her breathing quicken for no reason, and he felt a little anxious too. It was a very confused, very subtle, very strange and dangerous feeling, but one that made people unable to stop.
Then she felt a little wetness from his lips sliding down her cheek. You Mingxu actually felt her heart tremble, and then the lips slid over very slowly, so naturally, covering her lips.
You Mingxu opened his eyes slightly, and the vague and handsome outline of the man was right in front of him. At this moment, there was no difference between him and a normal man. Behind him, a street lamp flashed by. A faint light enveloped You Mingxu's vision like fog. She slowly closed her eyes again. The only feeling at this moment was that I didn't want to stop.
His hands, which had been holding her lifelessly, seemed to regain strength, and his ten fingers firmly grasped her waist.
After kissing for a while, the car turned a corner and Yin Feng opened his eyes and looked at You Mingxu. At this moment, there was no trace of dullness and decadence in his eyes. Instead, they were bright, a little dazed, and filled with an intense light.
You Mingxu's lips were kissed by him until they were shiny and moist. She opened her phoenix eyes with curved eyelashes and looked at him without saying a word.
The two looked at each other for a while, and Yin Feng said, "Ah Xu, I want more."
His face was so close that she could see the little black figure in his eyes. His arms were holding her too tightly, but did he understand that tonight, he was hugging her with a man's hands, not a child's hands?
You Mingxu heard that his voice was very low and a little hoarse: "Okay."
Without waiting for the ecstasy in his eyes to fully bloom, or perhaps because she didn't want to look into his pure and innocent eyes, she raised her hand to block his eyes, and with her other hand pressed his shoulders against the backrest, leaned over, and kissed him directly.
Yin Feng's whole body was a little stiff at first, but her breath was so soft and sweet. His mind was in a daze. He seemed to understand, yet not understand, what was happening. But one thing he was very clear about was: he just wanted to hold You Mingxu in his arms like this and kiss him over and over again.
Xu Mengshan glanced at the rearview mirror again, and You Mingxu was still kissing Yin Zuoye. Even Xu Mengshan's expressionless face, which never changed for thousands of years, couldn't help but blush. I thought to myself: Oh my god, Sister You is really inhumane this time.
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