The susceptibility period is ticked off by the enemy

"No puppy love." Jian Heng said.

Qin Cheng relaxed in one breath, and felt something weird after he was done, making him unable to speak out.

Old Xu was more obviously relieved than him, and when he saw Qin Cheng's eyes, he glared at him again, obviously not wanting this good young man to be yelled at by him.

Qin Cheng was speechless for a moment, thinking that you might not believe me when I said it, it was your good seed who wanted to yell at me.

The willow branches in October have wilted a lot, and the leaves are crackling and falling down.

The greening in Jinhua City is not good and the sanitation is not good, piles of leaves are blown everywhere by the wind.

Qin Cheng was sitting on the back seat, kicking a leaf with his legs slumped on the ground, and accidentally kicked a small stone.

"Hey." Qin Cheng shouted.

"Ok?"

"It's okay, just talk to yourself." Qin Cheng sighed.

Qin Cheng couldn't tell how he got along with Jian Heng now.

Let’s say it’s the same as before, the two of them have different feelings for each other, and Jian Heng uses his eyes and actions to express his feelings all the time.

Qin Cheng would blush unexpectedly every time, like a girl who had never seen the world.shame.

But if you say it's different from before, the two of them still go to school together, leave school together, buy groceries, eat together, and do homework together...

Did everything but not sleep together.If outsiders don't know, they won't be able to see anything abnormal.

Qin Cheng sighed again, and just as he was about to put his face on Jian Heng's back habitually, a voice suddenly came from the front.

"Brother Qin! Brother Qin! Wait a minute!"

Qin Cheng looked up, and there was a boy in the uniform of No. [-] Middle School and Senior One standing on the side of the road in front of him. He was a little short and looked honest.

Either Beta or Omega, he couldn't smell it.

The boy called him excitedly with a stack of books in his hand.

Everyone in the fifth middle school knew Qin Cheng, but Qin Cheng couldn't remember everyone, and he didn't care about the voice, so he tapped Jian Heng's arm to signal him to ride over.

Jian Heng didn't speak, and stopped the car silently after passing by, Qin Cheng called the boy: "Is there something wrong?"

The boy trotted over, with a little sweat on his forehead, looked at him with flushed cheeks, then looked at Jian Heng cautiously, and asked, "Brother Qin, me, can you come here?"

"Ah?" Qin Cheng was stunned for a moment and smiled. He used to help his juniors solve school violence and extortion by other schools, but this time he didn't think much about it. Listening, I immediately got off the station and went to him, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter?"

Seeing his movements, Jian Heng frowned slightly as he looked at the so-called "student".

Standing three meters away from Jian Heng, Qin Cheng saw his junior gesturing him to bow his head and said, he subconsciously glanced at Jian Heng and coughed uncomfortably: "Why don't you send me a WeChat message."

The junior's face was still red, but his eyes changed when he heard this, and he whispered with a bit of sternness: "Senior... you must be too defensive!"

Before he finished speaking, the hand holding the knife hidden behind the book suddenly stabbed forward, Qin Cheng's pupils constricted, and he quickly reached out to grab the blade, kicked him hard with his knee, and kicked the man and the knife away together.

A piece of blood dripped down the fingers, and the mind went blank for a moment.

"Qincheng!!!" Jian Heng suddenly shouted.

Qin Cheng only had time to tilt his head, and was knocked to the ground by Jian Heng in the next second.

The sound of the bicycle falling, the muffled sound of the gun hitting the ground, and the sound of the sharp blade piercing the flesh and piercing the body were chaotic and intertwined, piercing the eardrum.

When Qin Cheng was staring at the front, two passers-by with knives suddenly rushed up behind him. Jian Heng kicked one away, but the other had no time to kick away, so he hugged Qin Cheng from behind and blocked him with his body.

Spring|The knife went straight into the side rib.

"Jane Heng!!!"

Qin Cheng felt that he might be crazy. When he hugged Jian Heng, he closed his eyes several times in a daze. His bloody hands trembled and covered the wound on his ribs, and he couldn't tell whose blood it was.

The three ran away after stabbing, Qin Cheng didn't have time to look, his eyes were blood red, he bandaged Jian Heng's wound with shaking hands, and rushed to the opposite side of the street like crazy to stop a taxi.

There was a primary school celebration today, and all the taxis went there to pull people, but there was only one place in half a day.

Finally seeing one, it wasn't empty, Qin Cheng rushed over directly: "Stop—stop!! I'll fucking tell you to stop!!!"

The desperate blocking method finally stopped it.

A middle-aged man was sitting in the back seat of the car, and he rolled the window and scolded him: "Fuck | Your mother's little bastard wants to die?! It's Barren rushing to see Hades and—"

Qin Cheng reached in through the car window and pinched his neck, gritted his teeth: "Get out!"

The man was strangled to hang his back, looked at him in horror, got out of the car and ran away from the other side the second he let go.

Qin Cheng immediately carried Jian Heng into the car.

It was stabbed in the side ribs, pierced so deep even though it was blocked by a bone, blood flowed from Qin Cheng's hand, and the whole T-shirt was soaked through.

Qin Cheng was so panicked that his whole body was trembling, he covered his wound and called him, his voice trembling: "Jian Heng, Jian Heng, look at me! You can't close your eyes, you know? Look at me!"

Jian Heng's eyes were slack, but he still tried his best to reach out and hold his wrist, and comforted him with his last strength: "Don't sleep...it's okay..."

"You're not a doctor!" Qin Cheng pressed the wound tightly, turned his head and shouted at the driver, "Master, your life is at stake!"

The driver stepped on the accelerator: "Right away, right away, there will be no traffic jams today!"

When he went to the hospital, he went directly to the operating room. Qin Cheng signed the paperwork and ran up and down to pay and bill the hospitalization. Halfway through the process, the police came to understand the situation. Qin Cheng gritted his teeth and described the faces of several people. Without monitoring, it may take more time for him to take care of the patient first.

During this period, Qin Cheng received a call from Song Yingmei.

The first time Qin Cheng came home late and forgot to report, he quickly lied that Jian Heng was going out to play and he would not go home because of his guidance.

It wasn't until the end that Qin Cheng realized why he forgot to call Tan Qi over to help him.

I was so flustered that my brain went blank, like it was rusted, and I couldn't think of anything.

It was already midnight when Jian Heng was pushed out. The doctor said that his internal organs were fine, but his lungs were scratched and his ribs were broken.

Top Alpha's physical fitness is excellent, so don't worry, he can be discharged from the hospital in a week and recover in just over a month.

How could Qin Cheng not be worried.

When Jian Heng finished taking the medicine and went back to the ward, Jian Heng's anesthesia hadn't passed yet, and he lay unconscious on the bed, his face was as pale as the bed sheet.

It was the first time Qin Cheng saw him so weak.

He sat down on the chair and gently put down the meal he just made. The doctor said that he should wake up in a while.

Looking at Jian Heng's face, Qin Cheng's eyes straightened.

The strength he was holding on to was dissipated, like a punctured balloon all over his body, and he couldn't lift any strength.

He rested his arms on his legs, his knuckles pressing hard on his forehead.

Pressing his face, he buried himself on the bed, his head firmly pressed into the mattress next to Jian Heng.The excessive body temperature felt by the top of the head is simple and constant.

Jian Heng is still alive.

After everything was settled, the fear and panic in my heart appeared belatedly.

The scene at that time was constantly replayed, and Qin Cheng was trembling all over, as if there was still the temperature of Jian Heng's blood on his hands.

What was Jian Heng thinking when he blocked the knife for him?

Have you ever thought that this knife may not stab the ribs, but the heart may be pierced if the angle is off?

Qin Cheng felt that he must have thought about it, how could such a rigorous academic master not think of this.

Thinking about it and blocking it, idiot, even a top student is also an idiot.

Stupider than him.

No, he's the dumbest.

If you don't see if it's a real student, you go up to him, and you deserve to be stabbed.

But he deserved what he deserved, why did Jian Heng get hurt for him!

Qin Cheng touched Jian Heng's hand tremblingly with his hand wrapped in thick gauze, and finally held onto Jian Heng's hand tightly. The temperature conveyed by his palm was Qin Cheng's last life-saving straw.

The wound opened, and the gauze was stained red with blood.

Qin Cheng didn't feel the pain, his brain was numb and confused, his eyes were filled with scarlet, and he repeated it over and over again as if in a daze.

Why did Jian Heng block the knife for him? At that moment, did he think about anything other than getting hurt?

I never thought about whether he is worth blocking.

Qin Cheng clenched his teeth tightly, his eyes were hot and humid, and the tip of his nose was sore, he tried his best not to let tears fall.

He is worthless.

"What's wrong?" A hoarse voice sounded, and Qin Cheng suddenly sat up.

Jian Heng opened his eyes, and when he looked at him, the corners of his mouth still curled into a smile, his eyes were comforting, and when he looked up, he suddenly frowned, and asked him: "...are you crying?"

Qin Cheng sniffed, and when he heard this sentence, his nose was sore and tears couldn't hold back, he raised his arm and wiped it away, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth: "Who the fuck has red eyes, you still have time to talk to me , you know that the knife is a little bit closer to you..."

In the next few sentences, the voice became lower and lower, until it was barely audible.

Jian Heng looked at him, his voice was hoarse, but his expression was calm: "Well, I know."

Qin Cheng couldn't hold back, he tilted his head, and tried his best to hold back the tears that were about to surge.

Qin Cheng, you are an Alpha not an Omega, so don't be a fucking bitch.

He picked up the lunch box and said with a dry voice, "The doctor said to eat something first, it's easy to digest."

Jian Heng looked at him, "Have you... eaten?"

Listening to him, Qin Cheng couldn't help feeling sore at the tip of his nose, he didn't care what happened to him!

"Your hand, what did the doctor say?" Jian Heng's eyes fell on his hand, and he frowned slightly.

"You fucking..." Qin Cheng suddenly turned his head to look at him, his eyes were red and his lips trembled, "Can't you ask yourself? What the hell can happen to me! Can you just look at yourself? ,I also……"

The more Qin Cheng spoke, the more excited he became, he gritted his teeth as if he was competing with someone, but in the end he could only lower his head and clenched his fists tightly.

The regret and frustration in his heart almost crushed him.

He can't compete with anyone, Jian Heng is hospitalized, so it's useless for him to compete.

Jian Heng looked at him for a while, sighed, raised his arms, and said in a low voice, "Come here."

Qin Cheng looked at his face, his lips moved, like a bow stretched to the extreme, he was suddenly soothed, and his whole body relaxed.In the end, his head was lightly placed on his arm, and his hands were tightly clenched.

The fact that Jian Heng was fine and woke up stimulated his heart, and tears flowed unscrupulously with his eyes blocked.

It's not that he hasn't fought before, but it's the first time he's seen a knife being stabbed into his body, and the opponent is Jian Heng.

When Jian Heng entered the operating room, Qin Cheng almost knelt down for the doctor.

He didn't remember how many gods he begged and how many deals he made at that time, he only knew that if Jian Heng could be fine, let him do whatever he wanted.

Jian Heng retracted his arms, put his palms on the back of his neck, and pressed gently soothingly.

The scent of incense surrounded gently, completely enveloping Qin Cheng in it.

Qin Cheng gritted his teeth and tried not to cry out, sniffing Jian Heng's pheromone frantically, like a dying person seeking the final antidote.

The fear that I have never had before, but the peace of mind that I have never had before.

When Qin Cheng came to his senses, his voice was hoarse from crying, and Jian Heng's arms were covered with snot and tears.

Qin Cheng's face suddenly became hot.

He is a big old man, if he doesn't say tears, he can't stand a casual sentence, and he will cry heart-piercingly next to him, wishing to cry the Yangtze River dry...

Qin Cheng didn't want to wake up.

Faceless.

"Can't get up?" Jian Heng squeezed his fingers, and asked suddenly as if reading his mind, "Excuse me?"

Qin Cheng's old face turned hot, he sniffed, and the burden of idol came out of the rivers and lakes again, his voice was hoarse, and he hiccupped while crying: "You, close your eyes, Brother Qin clean up... clean up."

Qin Cheng heard Jian Heng sigh, and then said: "Close it."

Qin Cheng quickly raised his head and glanced over there, then took out a piece of paper to paste on his face, and wiped it vigorously twice.

Jian Heng closed it as soon as he said it, and asked him after a while: "Wipe it clean?"

"No," Qin Cheng looked at his hospital gown, sniffled his nose, his face became hot, "...I'll get you a new one."

"No need," Jian Heng opened his eyes and glanced at his sleeves, as if he was also shocked by the amount of tears, and asked him after a while: "Scared?"

"It's not that I was scared stupid, but I was scared to death. I almost died." Qin Cheng sat down next to him, frowned, and asked while helping him roll up his sleeves, "Why...block it for me?"

If you don't ask about this matter, Qin Cheng can suffocate himself to death. He has been injured for others since he was a child. Even Tan Qi is the two of them for each other. It has never been so serious.

It was the first time that someone protected him like this, Qin Cheng was at a loss, he didn't even know how to respond to this heavy feeling.

Because Jian Heng is different from others, Jian Heng is not only his brother, Jian Heng also likes him.Qin Cheng is more careful about maintaining this relationship than anyone else.

"Is there a reason for this?" Jian Heng lightly placed his finger on his left hand, and touched it carefully, "What did the doctor say?"

"I asked you to ask about you first!" Jian Heng's lightness touched a certain string in Qin Cheng, and Qin Cheng was about to collapse in an instant, "You always ask me what the hell I am doing, even if I lose my hands, I can't live without me." , he stabbed you in the stomach, you are not afraid? Are you, are you..."

"You always ask me..." Qin Cheng turned his head away from him, his Adam's apple rolled and his jaw tightened, "I can't afford you to treat me like this..."

"Why can't you afford it?" Jian Heng looked seriously, as if he could penetrate his thoughts, and asked with a frown, "Because you rejected me? Or because you are not gay?"

Qin Cheng lowered his head, his mind was punctured for a moment, and he was even more ashamed to look at him: "...all of them."

Jian Heng asked him: "If it was me, would you block it for me?"

"Of course, I will block for you." Qin Cheng raised his head, and then lowered his head after a few seconds, "but this time you will block for me."

Jian Heng ignored his last sentence: "Why?"

Qin Cheng frowned: "Do you still need to ask? You are my brother, and you took your life for it. I definitely can't let anything happen to you."

Jian Heng looked at him: "So why do you think you are not worthy of my life?"

The author has something to say: The author has a pot lid on his head and holds a mug in his hand. Defense: Now, do you have a deeper understanding of this dog than the author?I guessed wrong~

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(Look carefully at the number of words in this chapter, it’s really conscientious! Don’t scold me, I feel very confident that the number of words in this chapter is conscience~ death.jpg)

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