Terrorist attacks

Lin Xin lay in the hospital for half a month, and his injuries were almost healed before he was picked up by Qiao Yisheng back to the manor.

When Qiao Yisheng hugged him and sat in the car, he kept looking out the window, closed his eyes to rest when he was tired, and hardly spoke.

Qiao Yi patted him on the shoulder and talked to him.

He is not a talkative person, but along the way, he hardly stopped, chatting about some trivial things, and then slowly stroking Lin Xin's back.

Lin Xin's explanation that day, although his face was calm, was somewhat moved in his heart. He listened to it a little bit, and he sincerely turned his voice to Qiao, and didn't want to dig into the horns. He just felt a little unfamiliar, and he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth.

Therefore, he neither resisted nor responded to Qiao Yisheng's intimacy.

When they arrived at the manor, the car door was opened, and Qiao Yisheng picked up Lin Xin and was about to get out of the car.

Lin Xin wasn't completely healed, but he finally recovered. After coughing a few times, he broke away from Qiao and said in a low voice, "I'll do it myself."

Although it was early winter, it was very cold, but the sunshine was very good. Qiao Yisheng took Lin Xin out every day, and sat on the bench in the open space. He liked to hug Lin Xin from behind, put his head on his shoulder, and did not speak. The two of them sat quietly all the time. Sometimes it was too comfortable. Lin Xin was limp all over, and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes. Qiao Yisheng liked to see him sleeping soundly in his arms. He was not guarded at all, so relaxed and natural. pole.

Wait until the sun gradually weakens and is not so warm, and then hug him back.

During the period, Qiao Yisheng went to see a private doctor. Lin Xin's leg was fine for the time being, and the surgery was scheduled for two weeks later.

Lin Xin is very sleepy now, he always curls up in the corner beside the bed, the room is not cold at all, but he always bends his legs and puts his hands on his chest.In the middle of the night, Qiao Yin held him in his arms and tucked him in the quilt, but soon Lin Xin would turn over again, subconsciously push him away, and repeat this position by himself.Qiao Yisheng turned on the light, his eyes were closed, his breathing was shallow, he was obviously asleep.

In the past, as soon as he fell asleep, his hands and feet would naturally wrap around Qiao Yisheng and hug him tightly, but of course it never happened again.

Lin Xin thought about the passport. He didn't want to go back to China for a moment, but he couldn't eat what was in the bowl and think about what was in the pot. He had to take out the things on his lap first, so that he would not have to worry about it, and then go to other things.

And Su Yuan, who spoke for the first time after returning to the manor, was also for him:

"You help take care of Su Yuan. When I feel bad, he is always by my side. Deputi can't catch me, so I can only find him. You help me."

Qiao Yi was noncommittal, and Lin Xin didn't mention it, but he was really worried about him, so he had to send a text message every day, almost with the same content, asking him to be careful, asking about the abnormal situation, and confirming that his friend hadn't accident.

When Lin Xin used the knife on his right leg, Qiao Yisheng kept guarding him every step of the way. The anesthesia was only partial, and the pain was still excruciating.Qiao Yisheng saw that he was enduring hard, and kept wiping his sweat.

Whether Lin Xin was on the bed or on the operating table, he never groaned or groaned. He just held back all his strength, tears welling up in his eyes, and when he finally took out the ammunition, he groaned hard and almost passed out.

Qiao Yisheng saw that his leg was stained with blood again, his heart ached, and he hugged his upper body, any comfort was meaningless, he didn't do anything, just quietly watched the doctor bandage Lin Xin, lap by lap White gauze was wrapped around his right calf. At first he trembled a few times, but gradually he became silent. Qiao Yi looked over again, Lin Xin's eyes were closed tightly, and his lips were pale.

When sleeping at night, Qiao Yisheng didn't dare to touch him. Lin Xin was probably afraid of pain, so he no longer curled up on his side to sleep, but lay on his back on the bed. His face, wanted to hold him in his arms, it would be inseparable, but that would definitely hurt him, so I had to give up.

Lin Xin still felt cold, no matter what, sometimes he would have intermittent dreams, which couldn't be pieced together, but some details were very clear.

But none of them were as specific as last time. He stole the document, corrected it and sent it out successfully. Qiao Yisheng was about to find him at the end of the closet. Maybe he would confess everything. In time, Deputi was messed up. He was taken out of the closet by Qiao Yisheng, far away from the darkness and embarrassment.He may also ask: "Am I a person who dares to take responsibility?"

But the result is that Lin Xin often wakes up laughing at his last sentence, laughing so hard that his whole body trembles, and the muscles in his calf are pulled and hurt to the extreme.

At this time, Qiao Yisheng always looked at him with a strange expression, and Lin Xin touched his face, as usual.He was sure that he did not gain or lose an organ for no reason, but Qiao Yisheng's eyes became more and more fierce and obsessive, and the fundus of his eyes was red and bloodshot.

Lin Xin really wanted to go up and kiss him. He knew that Qiao Yisheng was also tired. He used to work continuously for many days. As a result, he couldn't keep his eyes open for a long time, and there were bursts of pain. He finally covered his hands, and his palms were cold. , meeting Qiao Yisheng's hot eyes, he felt that the other party should be more comfortable.

Finally one day, Qiao Yan asked him in a hoarse voice:

"You like me too, don't you?" At that time, Lin Xin's leg injury was fine, and he was lying on the bed. Although the temperature in the room was very high, he always had to cover him with a thick quilt, and every corner and corner was covered with a thick blanket. After it was stuffed, he felt more comfortable with the weight on his body, and everything was not so illusory.

He wrapped himself up like a cocooned silkworm baby, and Qiao Yisheng liked to hug him through the quilt, kiss his soft hair, or smell the faint fragrance of his body after bathing.

At this time, Lin Xin couldn't move, as if he was in a cocoon, Qiao suppressed his voice the most, of course he wouldn't force anything, he just liked him being so quiet and obedient and so irresistible to himself.

Lin Xin raised his head after listening to his question.

He didn't speak, but squinted at Qiao Yisheng.

"I heard it all. You are so cute when you talk in your sleep. You frown slightly, and sometimes you bite your tongue. When you say my name, your voice is low and deep, and you bury your face in the quilt halfway through the words." As a result, when it was difficult to breathe, I stretched out my hand to scratch the quilt."

Lin Xin told him that he was depressed, and when he looked at him again, his eyes were even redder, and he was about to bleed.

Qiao Yisheng doesn't like to joke, these words are understated, but his expression is thrilling enough.

He stroked Lin Xin's face back and forth with his ten fingers, then leaned his head closer, his noses touched, and they faced each other at a very close distance: "I want to treat you well, if you give me one point, I will give you ten points back. Even if you If you don’t love me, betray me, or want me to die, I can’t change it. But I never knew that you are also worried about me, think of me, and are willing to take risks for me.” Qiao Yi paused, and gently touched it with the tip of his tongue. Licking Lin Xin's dry lips: "You will probably never understand what kind of feelings I have for you." Qiao Yisheng has been cold since he was careful, and the world is like a well-rehearsed drama. Scenes are staged around him. Powerless to change, then simply watched with cold eyes.Young and mature, he just met Lin Xin, no matter how frozen inside, there is always a soft, warm, hot and unrestrained place, so that the blurred little figure in his memory feels like blasphemy when he thinks about it.

In the later encounters, Lin Xin was obsessed with his paintings, and he was able to tell every subtlety, which was full of heart-to-heart connections.

It was already inconceivable to see him again, and such a natural tacit understanding was even more astonishing.

The accumulation of feelings for many years, as long as there is a breakthrough, it will explode. Qiao Yisheng endured and endured, and the accumulation continued. No words can describe it, and it is difficult to speak in the end.

He thought that Lin Xin always wanted to get away, and he was the only one who paid unilaterally. Even so, he couldn't care about it.

Now I finally know that Lin Xin has been taking risks constantly in order to protect him.

Qiao Yisheng couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, it should be the joy of getting what he wanted, but he only felt the pain.

He was reluctant to fall asleep, and listened to more sleep talk every day, and he became more confident.

Lin Xin looked at him again, his eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't know how long he hadn't slept well.

Qiao Yi didn't say a word, and took off the nightgown along the shoulders, untied the belt, and threw away the clothes three or five times, completely naked.