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Chapter 70
Chapter 70
To be honest, Yan Yi, who is standing in front of him now, looks roughly the same as Lu Shangjin expected. Just calmer than he imagined.
I was ready to be slapped in the face, and what got was just a light-hearted question, but it gave birth to a more bleak panic for no reason.
As he leaned against the door to light a cigarette, sparks would be reflected in his drooping gray eyes, illuminating the loneliness even more clearly.
Lu Shangjin wanted to raise his hand to touch him, but his fingertips moved slightly, clenching them into his palm with restraint.
He considered more than ten sentences of apology and retention in his heart, but he said, "...I'll make you supper when I go home."
Yan Yi raised the corners of his lips lightly, and looked down at the sparkling spark between his fingers: "Go home, go back to your home."
"It's our new home, don't you remember? In two days, someone will come to renovate the vertical wall of the study." Lu Shangjin explained in a low voice, knocking on the glass to make the driver roll away, so as not to hear more things that shouldn't be heard.
There was a layer of struggling emotion in Yan Yi's eyes.
He did remember Lu Shangjin's caring and loving care for him in the past year, as gentle as the drizzle that fell on his cheeks in the early spring of seventeen.
He even clearly remembered him humbly begging himself not to go in his sleep.
"I believed you once before." Yan Yi tried his best to loosen his tense shoulders.
Yan Yi's indifference made Lu Shangjin horrified, further confirming his most feared guess - Yan Yi would like him with all his heart, just because he had his mark on his body.
Lu Shangjin turned his head and looked away, trying his best to hide his pain.
There is an oppressive atmosphere around quietly approaching.
At the same time, the two sensed that the danger was approaching, subconsciously turned their backs to each other, and the muzzles pointed in different directions.
"Don't get so close." Yan Yi frowned, the habit of handing over his back to the other's muscle memory hasn't disappeared.
There is a slight difference from the previous partner, Lu Shangjin's posture is more like protecting himself in the small space behind him.
"Get in the car first." Lu Shangjin stretched out from behind to hug him, no one could hurt the little rabbit again, and the little rabbit couldn't bear to be hurt again.
Yan Yi opened the driver's door and quickly got in. Lu Shangjin rolled over and fell to the other side, got into the co-pilot, fastened his seat belt skillfully, and pulled out an AK47 from under the seat.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you by my side." Lu Shangjin lowered his head to check the magazine, the right hand that loaded the magazine was always shaking, the bullets scattered to his feet, and he hurriedly picked up the magazine and pushed it in.
"Your hand...Is something wrong?" Yan Yi glanced at him.
"It's nothing." He hugged the AK, leaned back in the chair tiredly, and forced a relaxed smile, "Do you care about me?"
Yan Yi bit the cigarette butt that was almost exhausted, turned his direction, increased his speed to one hundred and two, and rushed out like lightning.
The smoke slowly exhaled from the gap between his teeth, Yan Yi focused on racing, occasionally dusting the ash into the ashtray, "Now I'm a weak omega, I can't help."
There was a thud on the rear windshield, and a bullet was scratched on the bulletproof glass.
Originally wanting to say a few more words, Lu Shang Jin squeezed out a "fuck" between his teeth, opened the modified Bentley's shooting sunroof, stuck out his upper body, and shot at the van that was chasing after him.
Yan Yi skillfully controlled the direction, allowing Lu Shangjin to find an opportunity to shoot smoothly while driving at extreme speed.
Two drone bombs buzzed and chased after, positioning and diving down towards the high-speed Bentley.
"Yanyan! Come out!"
The terrifying roar was like a thunderous explosion, Yan Yi was rushed out by a force, and at the moment of volleying, Bentley, who was still flying, exploded into a ball of fire in front of his eyes.
Lu Shangjin wrapped him in his coat, turned over when he landed, and hit his back heavily on the ground.
Yan Yi lay on top of him, staring blankly at the alpha's eyes below him, and suddenly the alpha's big hand pressed the back of his head onto his chest, and the light fragrance of the narcissus poured into his nostrils.
Alpha's slightly raised eyebrows were reduced by three points of sternness, replaced by unbelievably gentle and steady.
There was no time to stop, Lu Shangjin turned over and picked up Yanyi, and led him into the narrow crack of the building.
Yan Yi hugged Lu Shangjin's neck, picked up Lu Shangjin's MP433 with both hands and pointed at the drone chasing behind him. The bullets fired in succession, hitting the detonator with precision.
With two loud bangs, the drone exploded into two huge black clouds, which fell on the road behind them, blasting out cracked asphalt and stones.
Lu Shangjin's right hand was trembling, and he turned to hold Yanyi in a different direction, murmuring comfort in his mouth, touching Yanyi's hand into his palm, and stroking the tiger's mouth that was aching from the recoil for him.
A small electric current rolled through his heart, Yan Yi bit his lower lip fiercely.
After escaping back to the villa, Lu Shangjin immediately turned on the highest protection level of the villa security system to attract attention, and drove a dusty old Volkswagen quietly away from the rear passage of the underground garage.
When he stumbled and locked the door of his new home, Lu Shangjin sat on the sofa with Yan Yi in his arms, panting violently.
Yan Yi swept away his hand on his body, went to the kitchen to boil a pot of hot water, poured a cup in front of him, stepped on the wooden ladder to the second floor without saying a word, locked himself in the bedroom and never again. come out.
Lu Shangjin turned over, gasped and buried his face in the sofa cushion, took out his phone with difficulty with his left hand, and notified Bi Ruijing and Xia Pingtian of the attack today.
When the shivering of the tip of his right finger became less, he dragged his weary footsteps up to the second floor, his knuckles rested on the closed bedroom door, hung for a while, and slowly put it down.
Dogs often look forward to following up in the owner's bedroom, feeling safe in the privacy of their own space, and making sure they're accepted.
Lu Shangjin held his empty heart and endured the pain silently.
"I'm going to make you something to eat. It will be uncomfortable to sleep on an empty stomach."
A bowl of pumpkin porridge and a plate of scrambled eggs with cucumbers were brought to the table. The eldest young master, who used to have no fingers in the sun, is now skilled and agile in the kitchen.
Lu Shangjin sat at the table by himself and waited for a while, the porridge was cool enough to taste, and then sent a message to Yan Yi to come down to eat.
After that, not knowing what to do, he silently lay on the table, slowly rubbed his right shoulder, took a piece of painkiller that he was carrying with him from his personal pocket, and poured it into his mouth.
The tablet stuck to dry throat, and took a few sips of water before swallowing it, and mouth was full of bitterness and didn't bother to press it down any further.
There was only a dim yellow wall lamp lit in the bedroom, Yan Yi put his hands on the pillow, leaned sideways in the pillow, and looked at the album on his mobile phone boredly.
Three or four hundred travel photos took up many pages, turned over one by one, and occasionally his eyes stopped on a certain photo, the alpha lying on the beach with him childishly hugged his shoulders, and fell in love with him The couples in it are no different.
Originally thought that he would be sleepy after a while, but after more than an hour, Yan Yi was still awake.
After looking through the photos of the trip, saw a group photo at home, and the background was the bed he was lying on.
He zoomed in to see the Tusky that was drawn with a marker on the glands on the back of Lu Shangjin's neck.
How can an alpha who is willing to allow himself to act recklessly can be Lu Shangjin.
Yan Yi got up and went to get the water glass on the table. There was a somewhat old paper crane hanging on the neck of the retro lamp on the table. A piece of paper hung on the thin line under the paper crane. On it was a familiar handwriting, which read: My first gift from a bunny.
An unbearable irritability suddenly rose in his heart, Yan Yi gritted his teeth and tore off the paper crane, held it in his hand, and threw it into the trash.
He hated the affection of disguise, and let himself be deceived again and again to be deceived into nothing.
Yan Yi pulled out the backpack in the closet, picked up a few changes of clothes and stuffed them in, suddenly remembering that he still had his belongings downstairs, so he took the backpack and opened the bedroom door.
Lu Shangjin was startled, holding a bowl of golden pumpkin porridge that he didn't know how many times he had reheated, stood embarrassedly outside the bedroom door, and was almost knocked over by Yan Yi.
Yan Yi stared at the porridge bowl in his hand for a while, then walked out of the bedroom sideways through the gap beside him.
Lu Shangjin saw that he was carrying a bag, and through the open zipper, he could see a change of clean underwear and shirts.
He didn't stop Yanyi, just walked slowly into the bedroom and put the porridge bowl on the table. Seeing the torn end of the thread on the neck of the lamp, was stunned for a while.
Then he bent down and flipped through the paper basket, picked out the crumpled paper crane, put it in the palm of his hand and flattened it, spread out the two wings that were creased by Yan Yi, and tied the torn thread back.
The right hand was not very good, and it took five minutes of concentration to restore the paper crane to its original shape.
Turning back, Yan Yi leaned against the door with his backpack hanging on one shoulder, looked at him with his arms folded, his eyes stopped for a moment on the reattached paper crane, and then turned to one side impatiently.
Lu Shangjin opened his mouth, but his throat was so choked that he couldn't speak.
Yan Yi asked, "Where did you get my stuff?"
Before leaving home, Lu Shangjin hid all of Yanyi's things, not so much because he was afraid of him leaving, but rather because he was afraid that Yanyi would leave too happily.
Lu Shangjin looked at him helplessly, wiped the sweat from his palm, and explained in a low voice, "That miscarriage... I'm sorry, I was too reckless and suspicious..."
Yan Yi turned Lu Shangjin away, rummaged in the drawer under the bed, found a bag of small things, opened the seal and looked at it, and put it all into his backpack.
He turned to leave, but his arm was grabbed, and alpha was hugged from behind him, cold sweaty hands helplessly wrapped around his waist.
"It's dangerous outside, it's too late, it's too cold in the middle of the night..." Lu Shangjin choked and kissed his hair, "You sleep here, I won't come in."
Yan Yi's eyes were stagnant for a few seconds, and he made up his mind to break his fingers. His right hand seemed to be easily broken without much effort.
In a panic, Lu Shangjin took out a piece of paper folded into a square from his pocket, flattened it carefully, and handed the piece of paper to Yan Yi with his trembling right hand.
"You said that you still love me at twenty-seven. You wrote it to me." Lu Shangjin looked at him desperately and eagerly, as if looking at the last match in his hand that was about to burn out.
Yan Yi shivered as if he had been pricked by a needle. He snatched the piece of paper from his hand and tore it to shreds. He patted it back in Lu Shangjin's hand: "I broke my promise, go and sue me!"
Lu Shangjin's vision blurred for a moment, and when it became clear again, he only saw the door of the house slammed shut.
He stood alone in the suddenly silent bedroom, like a house dog abandoned in the countryside at night, waiting at a loss for the headlights that would never turn back.
It was difficult to get a car in the middle of the night, so Yan Yi walked aimlessly along the road, with countless tangled threads of wool tied to his heart.
Even if there was an ambush waiting for him outside, he had to leave.
Suddenly, his eyes darkened, Yan Yi knelt on a puddle of stones on the side of the road, lay down on his side in pain, clutching his aching belly, cold sweat oozing from his forehead dripping down his cheeks.
The moment he was about to lose consciousness, his body was pulled into a warm embrace, his strong forearms wrapped around his knees, and he picked him up, his forehead pressed against Alpha's generous chest.
Yan Yi would rather that the light fragrance of narcissus pouring into the nose and glands came from the green belt by the roadside, rather than the person who picked him up.
He felt that the daffodil pheromone was extremely unstable, but he was unable to open his eyes. He could only realize that he had been placed in the back seat of the car. Later, he lost even this clear consciousness.
At eight in the morning, Dr. Zhong clocked in to work.
As soon as he entered the hall, he saw Lu Shangjin sitting on the bench and waiting anxiously.
"Mr. Good morning, what's wrong?" Dr. Zhong glanced at his watch, "The emergency room last night?"
Lu Shangjin nodded and said in a hoarse voice, "Last night, he recovered completely, and his mood was not stable."
He didn't allow me to go up to see him.
The elevator door opened a crack.
Lu Shangjin stood up and hurried over to help Yanyi out.
Yan Yi's face turned pale, his footsteps were more erratic than when he was first sent to the hospital, and he walked away in a trance like a lost soul, without saying a word.
"What's the matter, what did the doctor say?" Lu Shangjin's heart tightened more and more. Looking at Yan Yi's appearance, he might have suffered from some serious illness.
"Glandular disease? Leaving the root of the disease? Why is it uncomfortable?" Lu Shangjin turned around him anxiously, and finally couldn't help standing in front of him. He put his hands on Yan Yi's shoulders and leaned over to stare at him, "Tell me. !"
Yan Yi pushed him away sharply, and the resounding slap could almost be heard in the hall.
"You're a beast," he said.
Lu Shang Jin Zong stood in front of him in a daze, his cheeks were burning with pain, and he was at a loss to touch them. He picked up the scattered inspection reports, read them at a glance, paused in surprise, then held his breath and read it carefully.
His eyes stayed on the blurred image for a long time before slowly moving to a series of data below.
The doctor said that the fetus is all normal, it has been three months.
"..." Lu Shangjin's lips trembled, and his eyes froze.
Suddenly, he picked up Yan Yi and ran into the elevator, asking the doctors and nurses all the way back to the consultation room.
The old doctor who had just done a b-ultrasound for Yan Yi frowned when he saw the alpha who rushed into the consultation room recklessly: "If you don't take people home and take good care of them, why don't you run away."
Yan Yi pushed aside the hand tightly wrapped around his waist, turned his eyes out of the window and said nothing.
The old doctor lowered his glasses and looked up at the couple. He always felt that the atmosphere between the two was weird. Thinking of another pair of young people who only knew how to enjoy their bodies and did not take measures, he coughed contemptuously:
"Sir, abortion is very harmful to the body now, and the omega gland has been operated on. One cannot guarantee the supply of pheromones that the fetus needs. Alpha has to take good care of it."
Suddenly, under the surprised eyes of everyone in the consultation room, Lu Shangjin took out a brand new notebook the size of a palm from his pocket, and focused on memorizing the doctor's instructions.
Yan Yi sat on the side, looking at Lu Shangjin's profile with his head down and taking notes from the glass reflection.
There was water flowing into my heart, gently stroking the dry and cracked wound.