The abstinence veteran always wants to spoil me

Fortunately, Feng Chuanhe drank enough that day, his head was muddled, and some things had passed, and he might forget them the next day.

Naturally, it will also include some untimely and accidental knowledge of the Eighteen Forbidden things, which will be forgotten as the alcohol passes.

Feng Chuanhe returned to his room with his throbbing head in his hands. This time he didn't care about the rain outside the window, and just fell asleep. When he woke up the next day, his memory of last night was already blurred. He only vaguely remembered the words "Sanshui'er" and "memory cutting" mentioned by King Suzaku, but he couldn't piece together a story.

"What does this mean? Is it related to me?" Feng Chuanhe thought.

He was a little concerned, and wanted to ask Suzaku King, but when he thought of Suzaku King's usual way of speaking with a half-truth and half-fake, he felt that few of what he said were probably true, so he didn't mention it.

It's just that I don't mention it, Feng Chuanhe still cares about it, which caused him to be in a trance, probably because he drank too much last night and was not completely awake. When he arrived in the human world, Fengchuanhe encountered an ambush.

There were too many people on the other side, and when Fengchuanhe was in a bad state, they had the upper hand. At the same time, they also let Fengchuanhe understand that the people who ambushed him were almost all fugitives who fled from the demon world to the human world. Together, the Fengchuan River will be blocked.

"Who gave you the courage?" Feng Chuanhe asked with a gloomy face at the time, "What is the purpose of surrounding me? Looking for death?"

One of the monsters said with a smile: "I don't know if you will seek death or not, but we know that today it may be difficult for you to leave here with a smile."

Each of them who came to ambush has made some changes, and they can't see what they look like at all. They can only remember the opponent's skills during the battle, guess the identity of the opponent, and remember them.

During the passing battle, Fengchuanhe was seriously injured, and the opponent was also not much better. Just when the strength of the two sides was at the same level, a demon suddenly made a dirty move, and suddenly slammed Fengchuanhe's head hard. Going over, he said in a gloomy voice, "Let me die!"

Although Feng Chuanhe reacted quickly, he was still injured in the head by the other party, and he slapped the other party's chest, knocking him down to the ground, a piece of his clothes was scratched, revealing two small moles on his waist.

"Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng," someone's voice sounded, "Mr. Feng, wake up, we are going to give the patient a full body checkup, you..."

Feng Chuanhe was called back from a distant dream, his head was still a little confused, he squinted his eyes and looked at the environment in front of him, and he was still in the hospital, which made him stunned for a moment: "Miaomiao!"

"He's fine, don't get excited," the doctor said with a smile, "You've woken up, you've been asleep for almost a day, and it's getting dark outside."

Seeing that Yu Miao was still lying quietly on the hospital bed, Feng Chuanhe breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a little sad, and glanced at the sky outside the window.

It was already night, and the time was past nine o'clock.

"How is he doing?" Feng Chuanhe's voice was hoarse, staring at Yu Miao on the bed, "probably... when will he wake up?"

The doctor frowned, and was silent for a long while before slowly opening his mouth: "Maybe tomorrow, maybe later, but as we said before, he has too many brains.

Even if he was injured for the first time, even if he woke up, he would not be able to regain consciousness in a short period of time. He might be in a... temporarily stupid, or confused situation. "

Feng Chuanhe just kept his eyes down, making it difficult for people to understand his emotions, but he nodded lightly, his voice a little hoarse: "Okay, it's okay, you can take your time... I will accompany him until he recovers. "

The doctor couldn't say anything more, so he nodded, explained a few words, and after giving Yu Miao a general examination, he left the ward.

In the middle of the night, some shops were open outside the hospital. I went down the Fengchuan River to have a meal, and after filling my stomach, I stood on the street and lit a cigarette.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, he took a few puffs lightly, stared at the night view of the city, and said hoarsely: "Why did I suddenly dream of the previous dream? It's been so long, I can hardly remember..."

Suddenly, he thought of those fugitives who escaped from the demon world to the human world back then. There are still many demons that he missed. They changed themselves through some weird methods, and then quietly sneaked into the crowd. Has not revealed any horse feet.

"The two small moles on the waist..." Feng Chuanhe frowned again.

He felt that he seemed to have seen two small moles on his waist again, but at that time he could hardly remember what happened in the ambush when he left the demon world, because he returned with injuries all over his body, and then he had a fever for a few days , and fell into a coma for several days while recuperating.

When he woke up, he saw You Yan's thin body lying on the hospital bed, unconscious, and it was said that it was because of his serious injury.

It's just that Feng Chuanhe's memory was too vague at that time, and he couldn't remember the details. After a few days, You Yan also woke up. The moment he opened his eyes and saw him, tears came out, and he tremblingly grabbed Feng Chuanhe Chuanhe held his hand, choked up and said, "Brother Achuan, are you... are you okay? There are so many of them... I'm so scared, Brother Achuan, you've shed a lot of blood... You've been injured so badly, I don't know what to do ..."

At that time, Feng Chuanhe only felt soft-hearted and distressed, and patted his hand to comfort him: "It's okay, it's okay, it's over, I'm fine, but you yourself, why are you so stupid, standing in front of me, and suffering so much?" Serious injury, you never thought about it, in case you are like this..."

"It's okay," You Yan interrupted him, and said with a smile while shedding tears, "It's worth it, as long as Brother Achuan is okay."

So from that day on, Feng Chuanhe decided from the bottom of his heart that no matter what happens in the future, he must treat him well, protect him, keep him from getting hurt, and let him live happily.

But with the passage of time, so many years have passed, and now Fengchuanhe seems to have lost the feeling of being touched back then.

He even... has begun to suspect that You Yan is plotting something wrong.

"But what can he plan?" Feng Chuanhe smiled self-deprecatingly, "He even gave up his life for me..."

Now, because of the way You Yan looked at Yu Miao, he began to doubt a person who wholeheartedly treats him well, it's really wrong.

Thinking of this, Feng Chuanhe felt a little uncomfortable. If there is really something wrong with You Yan, there is nothing wrong with him doubting him and having someone follow him, but if not...

Then he is too sorry for You Yan.

Maybe it was because of a sudden dream about being ambushed and injured by so many demons before, thinking that You Yan could rush to him at that time regardless of everything.

In front of him, blocking the fatal blow for him made him a little soft-hearted, so he couldn't help but took out his mobile phone and called his subordinates.

"Hello?" Feng Chuanhe's voice was flat and a little cold.

The subordinate said: "Yes, Mr. Feng, what's the matter?"

Feng Chuanhe pinched his brows, his voice was a little hoarse: "I asked you to follow You Yan today and watch his every move. It's all right now, so you don't need to...does he have anything else to do now?"

He originally wanted his subordinates to stop staring, so let it be, but he didn't know how to say it, and it turned into a trail of questioning him.

"It's nothing at the moment. After Young Master You left the hospital, he went to the supermarket to buy some food and went back. He answered a phone call on the way. It seems that other acquaintances should ask him to go out, but he refused, and then he went back to the villa. After that, there was no movement for a while," said the subordinate, "the lights in the room he is in have been turned off, and he should be asleep."

"Sleeping?" Feng Chuanhe frowned, "Are you sure?"

"Yes," said the subordinate, "Master You said he was tired after eating downstairs. He felt a little uncomfortable today, so he wanted to go back to bed early."

Feng Chuanhe frowned, inexplicably disbelieving.

He didn't know how this feeling came about. It was obvious that there was nothing wrong with listening to his subordinates report like this. He should take back the order to tell him not to follow You Yan, but he seemed to be stuck in something and couldn't make it through.

"He's not feeling well, did you say why?" Feng Chuanhe paused, then continued, "Without disturbing him, let me see if he is in the room, and see how he is. That's it."

The other party replied: "Okay, Mr. Feng."

Feng Chuanhe waited for a while until his subordinate sent a photo. In the photo, You Yan was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, sleeping soundly. There was nothing strange, everything was normal, as if his doubts were for nothing For no reason, for no reason, for no reason.

"Is there anything unusual about him today?" Feng Chuanhe frowned.

The subordinate said: "No, everything is normal."

"Okay, I got it." Feng Chuanhe rubbed his temples, obviously everything was normal, at least You Yan didn't act strangely at the moment, but once he had some doubts, he couldn't calm down quickly.

The subordinate said: "Then Mr. Feng...do you want to keep watching?"

"Well, keep an eye on it for another day." Feng Chuanhe glanced at the pitch-black night, took a deep breath, "continue to report if there is anything else."

The subordinate said: "Okay, Mr. Feng."

It was very quiet at night, but the villa in Fengchuan River was still brightly lit.

After the subordinate who had called Fengchuanhe on the phone not long ago hung up the phone, the two of them went dark and staggered to the side, losing their intuition, while You Yan, who was wearing pajamas, had a cold face, and took the phone from Fengchuanhe's subordinate. After taking the other party's mobile phone, he narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Do you actually suspect me? You want to catch me!"

handle?Oh, there is no door..."

It has been so many years, Feng Chuanhe has never doubted him, and now it is because of a cat that has not been around for a long time??

"Tsk," You Yan narrowed his eyes, "Since I can break into your mind and tamper with a memory, I can have a second time.