wild love theory

28.

Xing Wanghai made many assumptions on the way to the hospital.

He went to the scene of the incident, where there were still bloodstains.At that time, I was filming the dispute scene between Yang Ou and Shao Qing. They pushed and shoved in the middle of the dance floor. Yang Ou stepped back and stepped on a beer bottle that rolled out of nowhere. He lost his center of gravity and fell straight on a prop table. , the sharp corner of the table stabbed the back of his head.

Xing Wanghai clenched his fists, and seemed to see Yang Ou lying quietly on the cold ground like a lifeless puppet on the smoky and crowded dance floor, blood slowly oozing out.He was so excited that the blue veins on his neck were slightly protruding, and a sense of unbearable fear surged from his heart and even his body.

Before the car stopped, Xing Wanghai couldn't wait to jump out of the car and ran to the hospital.

Impatient to wait for the elevator, he climbed the stairs, passing the long, dark, upward flight of stairs, his heart pounding uncontrollably.After jogging for about 5 minutes, Xing Wanghai returned to the bright corridor again. He slowed down, panting, and finally stopped in front of Yang Ou's ward.

Xing Wanghai raised his hand to knock on the door, hesitated for a few seconds, pushed the door open and walked in.

It was very quiet in the ward.only one person.

Yang Ou sat by the hospital bed, heard footsteps, and turned his head.

Xing Wanghai looked at him, with a shocking white gauze wrapped around his head, and a surprised smile slowly appeared on Yang Ou's face.

The warm air from the air conditioner in the room was blowing gently, blowing Xing Wanghai's loose hair. He stretched out his hands to close it, and felt that his hair was dry and numb, just like his heart.

Xing Wanghai blinked, and seemed to be in a daze for a moment. He walked over, squatted down between Yang Ou's legs, and buried his head on Yang Ou's knee.

Xing Wanghai's eyes were sour, and he found that Yang Ou was shaking slightly through a layer of fabric.He put his arms around Yang Ou's waist.

No one spoke, no one dared to speak.

What's wrong with me?Xing Wanghai thought, but he couldn't figure it out, all he knew was that he needed Yang Ou.

"Does it hurt?" Xing Wanghai's voice was muffled.

"It didn't hurt, I just had four stitches."

"Then will you be disfigured?"

Yang Ou laughed and rubbed Xing Wanghai's hair lightly, "Why don't you look up at me and check for yourself?"

Xing Wanghai raised his head obediently, and checked carefully.He used his eyes to look at Yang Ou's eyes, Yang Ou's nose, Yang Ou's mouth, Yang Ou's neck, Yang Ou's chest...all the places that were not wrapped in gauze...everywhere was so perfect , and then these were just right to form the outstanding man in front of me.

Yang Ou didn't know that Xing Wanghai had such a high opinion of him.

This kind of evaluation is close to a kind of worship, which is the undisguised appreciation of one human being for another human being, regardless of personality or gender.

Xing Wanghai is pure, his liking and showing of favor are all out of instinct.

That's why he wouldn't think, I'm holding Yang Ou, what should I do next?

Yang Ou would think, so what should I do next?

Moonlight streamed in through the windows, chasing their shadows on the white walls.Yang Ou's shadow moved closer, and then slowly covered Xing Wanghai's shadow, the two became one, overlapped, overlapped again

——Yang Ou held Xing Wanghai's face, closed his eyes and kissed his hair.

Xing Wanghai couldn't believe it, his back suddenly stiffened, but the breath from Yang Ou was so real, where he kissed, a wildfire ignited, and the wildfire burned down his hair, burning into his nerves, making the blood scream.

Xing Wanghai tightened his arms and hooped Yang Ou even harder.

Yang Ou touched Xing Wanghai's shoulder with the tip of his nose, and said softly and slowly: "Brother, don't be so tight, I hurt."

Xing Wanghai reluctantly let go, but the next second he was missing Yang Ou's temperature.

Xing Wanghai gathered his mind, pointed to his head and asked, "Is it really all right if it's so tightly wrapped?"

"It doesn't matter. After the stitches are removed, there shouldn't be too deep scars. It's just a pity that Shao Qing will make up the dance hall scene with me later."

Xing Wanghai's eyes dimmed, and he heard himself say, "Really?"

Yang Ou looked at him with clear eyes and smiled faintly, turning the air into a coral color, in stark contrast to the white and miserable ward.

"Do you think we are brothers and sisters?" Yang Ou asked Xing Wanghai jokingly, "You are hospitalized in Yun County, and I am hospitalized in Yancheng. Will the crew have bad feng shui?"

"Clam? Feng Shui? Do you believe in that kind of thing?"

Yang Ou laughed and joked, "I see you listened to Shao Qing's mysterious stories with great interest."

Xing Wanghai didn't refute, his expression began to waver, and Yang Ou noticed something was wrong.

"What's the matter? Why do you look so weird when you mention Yun County?"

Xing Wanghai licked his lips, "Then you promise not to laugh at me!"

Yang Ou made ten gestures with both hands to make a promise.

"I always have a feeling... that there must be something hidden behind the 'time between dogs and wolves'. I thought about it, and couldn't help but search for this story on the Internet. I actually found some follow-ups. In fact, the Volvo driver It should be found, but because of the age and incomplete information, some sources say that he surrendered himself, and some sources say that he was sentenced to ten years in prison. As for the surviving father and son, they disappeared after receiving a large amount of compensation. It has never appeared in Yun County either. As for Du Chuan, there is no such person at all! The detachment leader who handled the case was actually a female police officer!"

Yang Ou nodded, "Isn't everything in order? What do you think is the fault?"

"About Du Chuan's part of the story, I found it on the Internet, and it is roughly the same as Shao Qing's. It is also this story that created the theory of 'time between dogs and wolves', but these are nothing. ...." Xing Wanghai rolled his Adam's apple, "...Did you know? The targeted donors of the Crossroads Memorial Altar Maintenance Organization are Bee Investment Enterprise Management Center and Han Wei... Han Wei, I checked , it turned out to be the Han Wei I knew."

Yang Ou couldn't help frowning, he saw Xing Wanghai slowed down his breathing, and said word by word: "He is my godfather, Qi Qing's father, and he watched me grow up."

29.

Zhou Haiyi was on a business trip to Seoul, and by the way, she made an appointment with the most famous local hair stylist, planning to change her look before going shopping in Gangnam.

Before her butt was hot on the South Korean bench, the news of Yang Ou's injury made her restless.Helpless and annoyed, she thought for a while and called Assistant Yang Ou.

Assistant Yang Ou has always been on rotation, and this month happened to be the turn of Su Minmin, who just joined the company.Su Minmin is a very newcomer. She was standing in the hospital corridor, still in a daze, when her cell phone rang suddenly, which startled her.

She didn't dare to neglect, she immediately answered the call from the big boss, and said "Hello" carefully.

Zhou Haiyi's barrage of questions made it difficult for Su Minmin to resist. She kept rubbing her eye sockets, suppressing the grievance of pantothenic acid, and stuttered to answer.

After finally reaching the closing line, Zhou Haiyi suddenly asked, "What about Xing Wanghai? Is he okay?"

Su Minmin was taken aback for a moment, she was still digesting the shocking scene she had just witnessed, and here she actually asked the person directly.

"Teacher Xing? He, he's fine, he's with Teacher Yang now..."

Before Su Minmin finished speaking, Zhou Haiyi interrupted her obviously displeased, "What time is it? Xing Wanghai is still in Yang Ou's ward?! Doesn't the hospital limit the visiting time?"

"I, I..." Su Minmin didn't know how to respond, so she could only bite the bullet and said, "I saw it was still there, so I should go now."

Zhou Haiyi was still not very happy, and said: "Be careful, remember the company's regulations, and remember to remind Yang Ou, you know!"

Su Minmin was submissive and only knew to reply "yes".

Before the girl could finish speaking, Zhou Haiyi hung up the phone impatiently.

Yang Ou's luck is really not ordinary. In less than three days, there were many twists and turns.Zhou Haiyi really wanted to exorcise him, get rid of the evil, so as to keep him safe.

She held the phone and frowned, then clicked on Xu Huansen's WeChat and sent a voice message.

When Zhou Haiyi sent her voice, Xu Huansen was racing on the airstrip.

Players of the Yancheng Supercar Club will gather regularly to learn about car skills or show off the big toys they just got.Xu Huansen had heard before that Stinger, the great god of the club, who was rarely seen today, would come to run laps. In order to have a glimpse of his "beautiful appearance", he came to report in a blue hurricane triumphantly. Tao theme "Nostalgia".

There are many legends about Stinger in the market. Some people say that he is one of the only owners of LaFerrari FXXXK in the country.

First of all, the Rafa Supercar Club has a rigid rule, that is, the brand selects the guests, rather than the guests choosing the brand.This is one of the biggest differences from other luxury running brands. It is useless to spend money roughly.

The threshold of Rafa FXXXK is so high that no one can match it.

In addition, the price of FXXXK is also very high, enough to buy 0.8 jets, not to mention the high maintenance fees that need to be paid every year.According to a statistical data, people who own FXXXK own 36 sports cars worth more than one million yuan, 2 private luxury yachts, and 1.4 private helicopters.

It can only run on the track and cannot be driven in places other than the track, although it is maintained by a team of professional technicians from the original German Ferrari factory that comes with the car.

On top of that, getting a racing license and more than five years of experience in international rallies can be difficult for buyers.

There are many rich people, but few rich people are willing to risk their lives to play with cars.

Passion and speed are just dreams made in the movie.

Therefore, what it really represents is a rare ticket, which can enter the hall of the distinguished minority in the world, and is a top supercar enthusiast who has been selected by thousands of people.

In the East Asian running circle, anyone who owns FXXXK is worthy of praise and worship. This is an affirmation of the so-called blue blood in the West for the rise of the East.

Xu Huansen had just finished two laps, and his adrenaline was soaring, as if he had been on a stimulant, and felt that there was an exciting and warm heat around him.

He opened the car door, pulled off his helmet, and high-fived people all the way to the rest area.He stood in front of the water dispenser and drank water boldly, but out of the corner of his eyes, he slid unnoticedly at the man in all-white racing suit and full-face white helmet.

The man has a thin body, but the muscle lines of his arms, shoulders and neck are extremely graceful. Even though he is wrapped in a thick one-piece leather jacket, he can still vaguely see his shape.

This mysterious, airtight and totally invisible man is the legendary Stringer.

Xu Huansen came here today precisely for Stringer.In order to track him down, to approach him naturally and without showing any traces, I don't know how much thought and energy he spent.He wants to attract the attention of the other party. He wants to make friends with this person who both loves and understands cars and can drive a good car.