Acting as a substitute

Because of Bo Shenrong's injury, Qin Lai has an even more reason to stay here to take care of him, and the big business that Bo Shenrong has been thinking about is also unable to continue to deliver the goods in person because of Qin Lai's stay here, so he can only take the time to send Qi Yin a letter, Inform him that the delivery time will be delayed by three days.

He didn't dare to let Qin Lai know that he was doing drug business with the Chinese. After all, this is the most taboo thing for Dao Tuo. If Dao Tuo really found out, then his end would be thrown into the crocodile pond as fish food It's up to him, even Qin Lai can't keep him.

The wound on the leg was just an abrasion. Qin Lai liked him after all, and was reluctant to kill him. Originally, it was based on the important parts. I don’t know if Qin Lai thought about his own happy life at the last moment. Only then did he turn his hand, letting the bullet fly past Bo Shenrong's thigh.

But no matter how much the bruise was still a bullet, the wound formed by sticking to the flesh was enough to make him pass out on the spot. There was an element of pain, but more of it was fear.

He held a gun and made countless gestures with everyone, but he himself had never been hit. No matter how much he disliked this young master, he had trusted Qin Lai for a long time, but when he was shot like this all of a sudden, No one can accept it.

Although Bo Shenyan didn't hear that Bo Shenrong contacted Qi Yin, he had already thought about it and made preparations.

He hugged Yuan Jiayi who was almost unconscious from the fever, poured out a little of the half bottle of white wine, and gently rubbed Yuan Jiayi's forehead with his fingertips to physically cool him down.

Yuan Jiayi's skin is fair and delicate, and it feels cool and comfortable to the touch on weekdays. It is probably Aiwujiwu, but now in Bo Shenyan's eyes, he feels that it is hot and extremely hot.

How obedient Yuan Jiayi was when he was asleep, Yuan Jiayi who was sick was five times ten times more obedient, nestled softly in Bo Shenyan's arms and fell asleep silently, no matter how much he tossed about, he didn't respond .

"Jiajia..."

Bo Shenyan's voice was hoarse, and he sounded sick as if he had a mouthful of blood in his mouth. He screwed up the wine cap, and lightly rubbed Yuan Jiayi's hot neck with his thumb.

"Jiajia...you will get better soon, and you will be fine in a while."

He lowered his head and kissed Yuan Jiayi's face, with a trace of wet wine stains on his lips that had not yet evaporated, and smiled muffled.

"Say something shameless, I know you still like me..."

"So you absolutely can't have anything. Whether you like it or love it, you can only have it if you are alive."

"Get well, after we go back, we will let you deal with everything, okay?"

Yuan Jiayi tightly closed his eyes.

May to October is the rainy season in Kachin State in northern Myanmar, with an annual rainfall of over 3000 millimeters. The air after the rain is moist and fragrant, refreshing and pleasant.

Bo Shenyan withdrew his arm that caught the rainwater from half of his palm, endured the pain of being cut by the iron sheet, and happily fed the rainwater to Yuan Jiayi's lips.

"Jiajia, wake up and drink some water."

He repeated it tirelessly, he didn't dare to call out loudly, he could only stick to Yuan Jiayi's ear, his voice rolled into the eardrum of the person in his embrace with hot breath.

Yuan Jiayi finally woke up from Bo Shenyan's hoarse voice, and subconsciously touched his throat, frowning slightly, "You...what's wrong with you...your voice, cough, so hoarse..."

The wound on his back had begun to inflame, and Bo Shenyan's brows were so painful that he hardly relaxed. Hearing Yuan Jiayi asking him this way, he couldn't help but kiss him again, deliberately teasing him.

"With such a beautiful baby as Jiajia lying in my arms, I still have to hold back sitting in my arms. This is really too difficult..."

Hearing that he was being contemptuous again, Yuan Jiayi angrily closed his mouth and didn't bother to care about him anymore. He put Bo Shenyan's coat on his head, and tilted his head angrily, preparing to fall asleep again.

"Don't sleep baby, don't sleep yet, drink some water first," Bo Shenyan squeezed his wrist, motioning Yuan Jiayi to sit up, "Drink before going to sleep."

Unable to withstand the temptation of water, Yuan Jiayi sat up with his arms propped up, clung to Bo Shenyan's wrist like a young animal, and stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the little rainwater left in his palm.

The more one is on the brink of death, any hope that supports one's survival will be magnified infinitely by the subconscious mind.

Bo Shenyan brushed Yuan Jiayi's sweat-soaked hair on his forehead, then wiped the cold sweat off his face, and coaxed him with a light smile, "Hey, drink slowly, there's more to come."

As long as the rain doesn't stop, they have water to drink.will not die easily.

Every minute in the cold night was suffering, Yuan Jiayi was shaking more and more, he huddled helplessly in Bo Shenyan's arms and apologized in a low voice, "Mr. Bo, I'm really...too cold... …sorry……"

"I always give you trouble..."

Bo Shenyan tightened his arms around him, and kissed his lips lightly, "Jiajia...you are very nice, you are not troublesome at all, you are the cutest."

"I don't know if Xixi... drank... drank milk..." Yuan Jiayi's voice trembled, thinking that Yuan Xi couldn't remember, "If the water temperature is not suitable...she will have diarrhea..."

His stomach growled again, Bo Shenyan lowered his eyelashes, reached into his coat pocket, groped for a long time, and took out a small candy-like object.

Yuan Jiayi could hear clearly, but he didn't dare to ask.

He wasn't confident enough to think that there would really be a person in this world who was willing to sacrifice his life and try his best to save him.

How could that kind of one-in-a-million luck come to him, who has been unlucky for more than two decades.

It was already a great honor for him to be rescued by Bo Shenyan who traveled thousands of miles to rescue him. Regardless of his final life or death, he dared not ask for more.

Bo Shenyan suppressed the sound of tearing the plastic packaging bag under his clothes, so as not to be heard by the mercenaries outside, and then he heard the sound and grabbed them.

Before Yuan Jiayi could react, Bo Shenyan who was hugging him suddenly approached, pressed the tip of his tongue against his lips, and gently pried his lips open.

"Jiajia, baby, come on, open your mouth... there are sour ebony plums to eat."

Bo Shenyan pressed close to Yuan Jiayi's lips, moistening his lips bit by bit with the tip of his tongue, this movement was as skillful as opening up for him every time.

The dizzy Yuan Jiayi opened his mouth obediently, and was immediately stuffed with a sour plum in his mouth.

The subconscious desire to survive made Yuan Jiayi greedily bite the piece of wrapping paper between his teeth, and was only willing to let go after being tugged by Bo Shenyan.

The sweet and sour taste caused a lot of saliva to be secreted in his mouth in an instant, and his dry throat was much more comfortable, and even his brain was a little more awake. He whispered with a black plum in his mouth: "...you, you can eat too... "

Bo Shenyan tightly hugged his arms, sniffed the strong smell of ebony in the air enviously, kissed him with a low smile, and brushed away the messy hair on his forehead that blocked his eyes, "Jiajia, be good, chew slowly, Don't worry, I've eaten and eaten a lot."

In the past two years, he really ate a lot.

The thinking that used to be fairly general became limited in the pitch-black place, Yuan Jiayi couldn't hear Bo Shenyan's lies at all, he just nodded, feeling a little cold and shrunk into the warm embrace beside him.

After a long time, Yuan Jiayi didn't make a sound anymore, he held the contents of his mouth like a little squirrel, and moved it from time to time to relieve the soreness caused by the pulp sticking to his cheeks.

Bo Shenyan was worried that he would be so stupid that he swallowed the fruit core, so he squeezed his fingertips, "Jiajia, spit out the fruit core, and don't get it stuck in your throat."

Yuan Jiayi nodded, and bit the flesh a few more times, making a creaking sound, picked the ebony flesh clean, turned his head and was about to spit it out, but Bo Shenyan pinched his chin and brought it to his lips, The fruit pit sucked into his mouth.

"Don't waste it."

"Very... dirty."

Although he couldn't see it, Yuan Jiayi seemed to be able to imagine Bo Shenyan biting the fruit pit in his mouth with a smile, his ears felt hot from embarrassment, and he raised his hand to pull the fruit pit out of Bo Shenyan's mouth.

The fingers that touched his lips were icy cold. During Yuan Jiayi's lethargic sleep, Bo Shenyan kissed every inch of his exposed skin, trying to warm him with his body temperature. Only then did he realize that he had missed these few fingers. finger.

Bo Shenyan took Yuan Jiayi's hand sideways, took his wrist and pressed it to his waist, "Come on, Jiajia, put your hand on my stomach, it's warm and easy to touch."

"But it's very dirty..." Yuan Jiayi said about the fruit core, and after he finished speaking, he realized that his words were ambiguous, worried that Bo Shenyan was overthinking, so he hurriedly explained, "No, I mean the fruit core..."

"Not dirty, how could Jiajia be dirty...cough..."

Bo Shenyan was very hungry, he didn't eat anything, he could only chew whole ebony seeds that Yuan Jiayi had bitten into as food, but even so, he still chewed very happily.

His fingers had already started to feel a little numb, and it was even a little difficult to lift his ring finger and little finger. Bo Shenyan seemed to be able to feel his breath of life slowly passing away.

Yuan Jiayi cherished the piece of plum meat that hadn't been swallowed, and repeatedly grinded it in his mouth, reluctant to swallow it, letting it help him continue to secrete saliva.

"Mr. Bo..." He heard Bo Shenyan not chewing anything, and tilted his head in doubt, "Are you eating..."

Hearing that he cared about him, Bo Shenyan didn't even need to eat, so he pretended to peel off one, then rewrapped it again, stuffed the wrapping paper left over from Yuan Jiayi's peeling of ebony plums into his mouth, chewed, and sipped. She smiled and said, "Jiajia, listen, what I ate was toffee, very chewy."

"Okay, let me see..." Yuan Jiayi was so obedient in the dark place, he only tentatively touched Bo Shenyan's mouth, and found that it was indeed moving, so he was relieved, "You will be fine after eating... "

"If I could be kissed by Jiajia, I might feel even better."

Bo Shenyan took his finger and tapped his face, then turned his head and brought it close to Yuan Jiayi's lips.

"... shameless."

Yuan Jiayi licked the plum meat, even his lips were extremely moist, and stuck to Bo Shenyan's cheekbone for two seconds, then moved his head back to his shoulder embarrassingly and continued to lean.

A small piece of plum flesh was literally swallowed by Yuan Jiayi from early morning to noon the next day before swallowing the last trace of pulp fiber.

The emptiness in his mouth made Yuan Jiayi twitch his tongue uncomfortably, reluctantly feeling that there was only a little bit of sour feeling left.

Bo Shenyan could see his hunger, but they still had at least three days to fight. Even if he couldn't eat a bite, the few plums left were not enough for Yuan Jiayi to survive the next difficult days.

So even if Bo Shenyan was reluctant to see him like this, he had no choice but to take out the leftover food for Yuan Jiayi to feast on, so he could only kiss him and comfort him.

At the same time, Qi Yin, who is far away in Yucheng, is formulating a strategic deployment plan. He received a notice from Bo Shenrong that he could not deliver the goods according to the original schedule. Doubtful, he had no choice but to pretend to agree with his words happily, secretly praying that Bo Shenyan would survive until the rescue of the mercenaries they sent from the Golden Triangle.

Arresting Bo Shenrong and bringing him to justice requires the cooperation of the Burmese military. After Bo Shenrong is captured, he will be handed over to China according to law. However, this kind of transnational operation needs to expose the identities of Bo Shenyan and Yuan Jiayi. The extremely difficult informant dormant in the Golden Triangle went to secretly cross the border to rescue.

If the operation goes well, then they can still return to the Golden Triangle to continue their mission; if together with them, and Bo Shenyan...

Qi Yin shook his head, stopped imagining, pointed to the topographic map behind him, his eyes were red, "We can't fail."

The mountains in northern Myanmar are high and the water is cool. When the cold wind rolled down the dark clouds, the heavy rain was so thick that it was difficult to see the corners of the warehouse.

This is already the fourth day.

For the past four days, Bo Shenyan relied on the god-given rain to keep his life alive. Hunger pushed him beyond his limits, and he chewed the fruit core into pieces to relieve the emptiness in his stomach.

Maybe Yuan Jiayi's physique is really bad, even if Bo Shenyan stuffed all the ebony plums and the only piece of chocolate into his mouth, Yuan Jiayi still passed out unconsciously.

"Jiajia...Jiajia...cough, you can talk to me...you can just hum...don't ignore me..."

Bo Shenyan squeezed Yuan Jiayi's wrist in a panic, the wrinkled skin tightly attached to the thin wrist was cold.

When leaving Yuan Jiayi's wrist, there were streaks of bright red blood on that pale wrist.

"Jiajia..." Bo Shenyan also found it difficult to speak, the wound on his back was numb and didn't hurt at all.

He knew that he had a fever, and knew that he could still keep his eyes open to take care of Yuan Jiayi because of his obsession.

Yuan Jiayi was not as badly injured as he was, and ate more than him, but Bo Shenyan still enjoyed it, and every time he looked at him, his empty heart that had been wandering for the past two years would be filled more and more each time.

No one has ever taken care of Yuan Jiayi, and naturally no one will understand how cute he is when he is sick.

At that time, he was lying on the bed with Yuan Jiayi in his arms like this, and the little hedgehog who curled up into a ball when he fell asleep always responded to his everything.

No matter how serious Yuan Jiayi's illness is, as long as he wakes up for half a moment, he will follow his instinct and close his eyes to find out whether Bo Shenyan has kicked the quilt indiscriminately. After covering him with a wrinkled face, he suddenly remembered that he was born. Sick, fell headlong into the pillow and fell asleep.

Bo Shenyan will always surrender to Yuan Jiayi's tenderness.

The sound of mercenaries walking with rifles came from outside, their steps were heavy and steady, each step showing their excellent physical fitness.

What they held in their hands were fully automatic rifles AK-47 and AK-101 that did not need to be pulled. As long as the two of them made a slight movement, those cold bullets that had no temperature would instantly penetrate their bodies.

Bo Shenyan had never been so helpless.

The hand holding Yuan Jiayi was very tight, as if the lifeless man in his arms was his life-saving straw.

"..."

He closed his eyes and didn't dare to make a sound. He pressed his lips against Yuan Jiayi's carotid artery, trying to feel the weak rhythm in the blood vessel under the skin.

Bo Shenyan's fingers stroking Yuan Jiayi's back became weaker and weaker, and his eyes gradually became lax. He bit his fingertips and sucked Yuan Jiayi, allowing Yuan Jiayi to continue his life, completely ignoring his own blood loss and gradually shallow consciousness. .

In the past two years, he thought of countless ways to make up for Yuan Jiayi.

Give him all of Bo's.

Buy him a big house by the sea that he likes.

Then get down and find a girlfriend, and give birth to a lot of milky puppies around him.

Now it seems that it is better to give him his life.

Give him a bright life, free from restraint.

And the freedom he dreamed of.

Qinlai's laughter mixed with screams came from the warehouse, in stark contrast to the sadness of Bo Shenyan's hiding place.

Bo Shenyan frowned, covered Yuan Jiayi's ears, with a rather smug expression, like a kindergarten kid who has won a certificate and is waiting for his parents to praise him.

He leaned close to Yuan Jiayi's ear who was still asleep, "They're so noisy...Compared to them, am I very obedient?"

Qin Lai changed her clothes and walked out of the gate, as if she was about to leave.

With the help of mercenaries, he climbed into the George Patton car, lowered the window and kissed Bo Shenrong, whose leg was wrapped in bandages.

"I will miss..." Qin Lai clumsily expressed his feelings to Bo Shenrong. He might think it would be very romantic to speak to him in Bo Shenrong's mother tongue, "You, you... miss me too."

Bo Shenrong nodded, and licked his lips, "I will definitely, baby, say hello to Dad for me."

The smoke and dust stirred up the drizzle to form a muddy puddle on the ground, Qinlai couldn't see through the window clearly the cruel eyes of Bo Shenrong hidden under the umbrella, and was still dreaming of getting married.

Those mercenaries didn't dare to tell Qin Lai that Bo Shenrong had captured a beautiful man. They knew that with Qin Lai's personality, although they would lose their temper with Bo Shenrong and even shoot him, they were the ones who suffered and died in the end. An informer who is not loyal to his master.

"Find it for me!"

Bo Shenrong snatched the gun from the arms of the man holding the umbrella behind him, and fired a shot into the sky. The mercenary was so scared that he didn't have time to react, and he took a few big steps back. After understanding what he meant, he hurriedly talked to a few The brothers chased them out along the only one mountain road with their guns in hand.

Bo Shenrong gave this order not to find Yuan Jiayi, but to send away all the mercenaries who might sue Daotuo, and go to the agreed place to deliver the goods by himself.

Sure enough, when the back of the last person disappeared into the jungle, Bo Shenrong took out the car keys in his pocket, carried the boxes of goods he had prepared into the back seat of the car, looked around for a week, got into the car and drove away .

Feeling numb from the sound of the gunshot, Bo Shenyan quickly looked down at Yuan Jiayi's reaction. Long before Bo Shenrong pulled the trigger, he had already covered Yuan Jiayi's ears, with his fingertips beside Yuan Jiayi's ears Two bloodstains were left behind.

But Bo Shenyan acted as if he didn't notice his injury, and comforted Yuan Jiayi in a low voice, "Jiajia is not afraid...don't be afraid..."

But Yuan Jiayi's pale lips did not respond.

Bo Shenyan was terrified by his appearance.

The last person lying in his arms like this was a lifeless mother.

There were tears in the corners of her eyes, under the double blow of physiology and psychology, those eyes were full of unwillingness and hatred, but there was no nostalgia.

Even looking at her only child, she couldn't say a word of reluctance to Bo Shenyan.

It is relief or impulse, not regret alone.

In fact, she didn't regret it. When Bo Shenyan thought about it later, she felt relieved and understood that she did it on purpose.

If she had told Bo Shenyan at a time when there was no way to recover, she would not bear to die, her child, and this world.

For Bo Shenyan, her pain will cover his whole life.

Bo Shenyan knew how gentle his mother was, and he knew that she didn't do even a little consolation to him until his death, just to let him not regret it.

Because she loves her children deeply.

She didn't want to be in Bo Shenyan's future life. Every time he recalled her, she would leave his life with a distressed and sad appearance.

Bo Shenyan couldn't take it anymore.Even though the environment around them is safe now, Yuan Jiayi lost consciousness due to his weak constitution.

It would take at least one day until the rescue, and Yuan Jiayi's pulse might not last even two hours.

He didn't know if he wanted to leave Yuan Jiayi full of reluctance and regret like his mother.

"Jiajia..."

"Jiajia... I love you."

Bo Shenyan kept kissing his forehead, saying his final farewell.

"If you wake up and see me...don't be afraid..."

"You are timid, you have to cover your eyes, don't look..."

"After all, I am so good-looking, you must not be used to it suddenly becoming like this..."

Bo Shenyan covered his mouth and coughed twice, looked vigilantly at the missing soldier outside the gap, and continued to kiss Yuan Jiayi's lips.

"Wenger is also very good. If he can take good care of you...then I am willing..."

After a while, he shook his head vigorously, tears fell on the tip of Yuan Jiayi's nose, and he arched his forehead against the neck of the man in his arms aggrievedly, "I don't want to, actually I don't want to..."

"If it wasn't for me, I wouldn't want anyone..."

Bo Shenyan gently bit Yuan Jiayi's earlobe, leaving his own mark on it, regretted letting go, and kissed it lightly.

"But what can I do about it... who told me..."

"I love you..."

Bo Shenyan lowered his head and bit open the blood vessels on his wrist, frowned and chuckled, took the sweet liquid into his mouth, and leaned over to enter Yuan Jiayi's mouth.

"...Just bury me in the tomb you bought."

The author has something to say: Is it caring? I am afraid that half of the writing will be tempting. Putting it together and sending it out is not exciting.

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