wait, clothes!

Cosine glanced down and found that he was not wearing the previous clothes at all, but a set of unfamiliar casual clothes, his face changed slightly.

Gu Xing guessed what he was thinking, and quickly explained, "After we sent you to the hospital, the nurse at the hospital saw that all your clothes were torn, so they changed your clothes."

It was the nurse who replaced it.

Cosine breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at the furniture in the room, and finally recognized that this was Gu Xing's apartment where he had been last time.

"Mr. Yu, you need to rest now."

Seeing Cosine getting up to get out of bed, Gu Xing immediately stepped forward and reached out to help him.

"Where are you going, I'll accompany you."

Cosine frowned and knocked off his arm without revealing a trace, and his voice could not be heard of joy or anger.

"No, I can go back by myself."

No matter how good-tempered he was, after experiencing what happened yesterday, he couldn't face Gu Xing calmly. Besides, Gu Xing is also the younger brother of the protagonist Shou.

"Mr. Yu, are you still mad at me?"

Gu Xing stood in front of him, staring at him with a pair of red eyes.

Cosine is still in a mess, and there are too many things to sort out.

He was in no mood to deal with Gu Xing.

"I just want to be alone now, please let me go."

The straightforward words made Gu Xing's face pale.

The weather was gloomy outside, gray clouds fell in the sky, and it seemed that a torrential rain was coming.

Cosine dragged his heavy body back to school in a taxi.

It's not that I didn't think about calling the police, but the original book said that Qin Yu was powerful and his team of lawyers was extremely powerful. He didn't cause substantial damage to himself, and it was difficult to identify the injury, so he didn't have sufficient evidence to get him what he deserved punish.

Moreover, Qin Yu is one of the popular stocks, with the aura of the protagonist, he is just a bookworm, maybe one day he will disappear in this world...

With a sigh, Cosine took off all his clothes, stood in front of the mirror, and carefully looked at the body in the mirror. Except for some scratches and bruises, there were no other marks on his upper body.

When he saw the base of his legs, he suddenly froze.

There is a very light red mark, printed on the inner thigh.

Is it a scratch, or someone pinched it out...

Cosine turned on the shower, stood under the shower, closed his eyes, and tried to remember everything that happened yesterday.

Starting from the warehouse, and then after getting in the car, he was taken to the hospital. It seemed that a pair of cool hands had been soothing him, and a jade-like voice echoed in his ears...

Just thinking of some key places, the picture of memory becomes broken and chaotic, and the nerves deep in the temples are also aching.

Cosine opened his eyes and turned off the shower.

Forget it, don't want to. Maybe after two days of rest, his memory disorder will be cured.

into the night.

In a secret club in the suburbs.

A black Bentley stopped in front of the courtyard, and a tall, handsome man with an anxious face stepped out of the car. Just as he was about to step up the steps, he was stopped by two black-clothed bodyguards.

"Mr. Qin, please stop."

Qin Yu's face twisted, and he barely suppressed his temper.

"I'm here to see you, Mr. Shen. Please inform the two of you."

He has always been a proud son of the sky, how could he ever be so humble in front of two bodyguards. Just thinking of the cold eyes that Shen Mang looked at him when he left yesterday, he felt cold all over his body.

He realized that if he didn't take the initiative to bow his head and admit his mistake this time, I'm afraid he and Shen Mang wouldn't even be able to make ordinary friends.

The two bodyguards looked at each other with hesitant expressions on their faces.

"Mr. Qin, please wait a moment."

One of the bodyguards opened his mouth, he glanced towards the second floor, turned around and entered the clubhouse.

In the boxing training room, the young man took off the protective gear on his face, his black hair was slightly sweating, and he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. He took off his boxing gloves and took a gulp of water from the table.

While wiping sweat with a towel, a figure in black appeared silently at the door.

"Mr. Shen, Mr. Qin wants to see you, he is downstairs."

Shen Mang drank most of the water in the bottle, he turned sideways, and through the glass window, he saw the figure in the suit standing downstairs, frowning impatiently.

The bodyguard carefully observed his expression and said tentatively, "Mr. Shen, why don't I find a reason to send President Qin away?"

The young man flattened the mineral water bottle in his hand little by little. He raised the corner of his mouth and sneered, "No, let him come up."

The stairs leading to the second floor were made of wood, and the creaking sound was especially clear in this silent late night.

The corridor was dimly lit, and in the huge boxing training room, there was only a slender and tall figure standing by the floor-to-ceiling window.

Qin Yu was apprehensive and walked in slowly.

The shallow moonlight came in from the window, and the slender shadow turned and faced him.

The young man was wearing white short sleeves, black trousers, sweat on his black hair, and his eyes were as cold as moonlight.

Qin Yu walked over nervously, "Xiaomang, what happened yesterday was my mistake, I'm here to apologize to you. I watched the surveillance and mistakenly thought—"

"Can you do boxing?" Shen Mang interrupted him impatiently.

Qin Yu was stunned for a moment, and following Shen Mang's line of sight, he saw the black and white boxing gloves on the table.

He didn't understand what the youth meant, so he forced a smile, "I'm good at fencing, boxing... I only learned a little."

"Put on gloves and protective gear and fight me."

Qin Yu's face changed slightly, "How can this be done, I will hurt you. Xiaomang, if you want to beat me, just do it, I promise not to fight back."

"Go out if you don't fight." The youth's expression became even colder.

Qin Yu gritted his teeth, picked up the boxing gloves on the table and put them on. When he put the protective gear on his face, he couldn't help but glanced at the young man's expression.