Anchor is forced to operate daily

Because murder and wounding with a knife is considered a criminal case of bad behavior, the police attaches great importance to the crime of intentional injury, and the speed of filing the case and the speed of trial by the procuratorate are very fast.

One month after Pei Yanzhi was discharged from the hospital, the court date was confirmed.

Pei Yanzhi had never mentioned anything about Cheng Honghui in front of Cheng Yao until the news came from the court.

One is that he is afraid of causing harm to Cheng Yao again.

The second is that Lu Cheng suggested that at least wait until the matter is certain before discussing with Cheng Yao whether to appear in court to correct Cheng Honghui's illegal abandonment.

In fact, since Cheng Yao was persuaded to take the initiative to visit Pei Yanzhi in the hospital that day, his whole state has obviously changed.

There are no longer only two emotions of happiness and unhappiness. When I have nothing to do, I just stare at a certain corner in a daze, and my eyes are empty without saying a word.

Thousands of miles away, the whole person came alive.

Pei Qian will be distressed because the weather gets warmer and Pei Qian starts to shed hair and get it everywhere.

Because the flowers on the balcony suddenly bloomed overnight, I will post excitedly on Moments.

He would get into trouble with Pei Yanzhi because he privately tried to hold the cup with his right hand.

At this moment, Pei Yanzhi was fidgeting on the sofa, looking at the back of Cheng Yao's head that was deliberately exposed to him, and carefully moved over to coax him in a soft voice.

"Don't be angry baby, it really wasn't intentional."

Cheng Yao crossed his arms and let out a cold snort from his nose: "You said the same thing last time."

Pei Yanzhi couldn't laugh or cry: "I didn't do it on purpose last time. When someone goes to the bathroom...you don't have to help him. After living for more than 20 years, I really got used to it."

"How many times have I told you that I will help you!" Cheng Yao didn't analyze the meaning of the words carefully at all, and turned back without thinking, "Don't touch your hands!"

"..."

Pei Yanzhi was speechless, and it took a long time before he broke into a smile. He nodded solemnly to the child, and put his arms around his waist: "Okay, baby, remember to accompany me to the bathroom from now on."

It was only then that Cheng Yao realized what he meant, blushed suddenly, and turned to stare at him.

"Okay, don't be angry." Pei Yanzhi picked up the water glass with his left hand and took a sip, drove away the kitten who was wandering along the edge of the sofa and tried to get into his arms, and continued to say with his arms around Cheng Yao, "Don't be so ignorant, My hand really doesn't hurt anymore, I didn't lie to you."

This is indeed the truth, Pei Yanzhi has always been a person with a high tolerance for pain.

When he was playing a game before, his hand injury recurred suddenly, and he was able to play the entire doubles match without any flaws in his operation. Compared with the two days when the anesthesia was just withdrawn after the operation, this now affects the nerves. The pain that only comes from time to time is nothing to him.

The most important thing is that Cheng Yao's illness is really getting better and better.

Even Lu Cheng said that if this continues for a while, the medicine can basically be stopped. After all, the medicine is three-point poisonous, and it is best not to take it if you can.

But Cheng Yaochang had never suffered this kind of knife wound at such an age, and seeing such a scary scar, he couldn't help but increase Pei Yanzhi's pain value infinitely in his heart, imagining whether Pei Yanzhi would hide the pain from himself when he didn't know it.

He held Pei Yanzhi's right hand in his palm, his eyes were like a treasure, and he lowered his head to observe whether the healing of the wound today was better than yesterday, as if he could really see the process of cell regeneration and remodeling of flesh and blood.

After staring at it over and over for a long time without seeing any changes from yesterday, Cheng Yao sighed and shook his head, sat cross-legged on the sofa and found a comfortable position leaning against Pei Yanzhi's arms.

"Nonsense, I just bumped my head a little, and it's still itchy and painful." Although he complained so stubbornly, Cheng Yao raised his head and kissed him on the chin, "Lied to me again."

Pei Yanzhi looked down at the wound on his head where he hit the wall before. After so many days, a layer of dark brown scab had formed on the broken skin. It's pretty obvious if you look closely.

"Itching means that the wound is healing. Don't be tempted to scratch it. Be careful when you wipe your face. Gently, don't scratch it." Pei Yanzhi repeated his instructions for countless times.

"I know——" Cheng Yao answered him in a loud and long voice, and said in a low voice with his mouth curled up, "Nagging..."

Pei Yanzhi smiled and lightly pinched his waist: "What are you mumbling about, you little villain think I can't hear you?"

"Hmm...don't..." Cheng Yao was the most ticklish, twisted his body abruptly, panting and laughing, "I don't wear this kind of thing, I already promised not to tickle me, I hate it to death!"

It didn't matter that he moved, the subconsciously raised neck was exposed in front of Pei Yanzhi in an instant, and the person was still moving restlessly. The two of them were in this matryoshka-like posture, and Pei Yanzhi suddenly felt a little dry.

Winter goes to spring, the season when all things come back to life, thousands of miles away, and soon felt that he was being pointed at by a gun again.

Cheng Yao froze for a moment, and began to speak incoherently: "You, why... I..."

"What about me, what about you." Pei Yanzhi's voice was a little hoarse, as if an electric current penetrated into Cheng Yao's ears, "You asked for this."

Cheng Yao was neither standing nor sitting, feeling his face was so hot that it was about to burn: "...but, but your hands are hurt."

"Well, so I can only rely on you." Pei Yanzhi let go of Cheng Yao's waist, leaned against the back of the sofa, took the remote to turn off the TV, casually put his hands on the cushion beside him, turned his head and said , "Classmate Xiao Ai."

The smart speaker on the TV cabinet responded immediately: "Hey, I'm here."

Pei Yanzhi: "Close the curtains."

Then, the blackout curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room were gradually closed like the curtains after a stage play, advancing inch by inch to take away the bright sunlight, leaving only a faint light.

The surrounding area was suddenly very quiet, and Cheng Yao could even hear his own heartbeat.

He turned around slowly, met Pei Yanzhi's smiling gaze, and stared blankly for a long time.

Those eyes, like a quiet lake, can always arouse the heart throbbing for no reason when staring at people, just like swimming fish jumping into splashes from the stream, they can't turn over the huge waves, but they can really Shock the sika deer in the drinking water.

The light in the room was very dark, only a few beams of light drilled in through the gaps in the curtains refracted through the eyes of the two of them, making them look extraordinarily bright.

With love flowing in his eyes, Pei Yanzhi looked at Cheng Yao's affection full of infatuation, bent his mouth, raised his left hand to stroke his face, and carefully traced every inch of his skin from the corner of his eyes to his lips with his thumb.

The body's response is always extraordinarily honest.

Cheng Yao bent down to hold Pei Yanzhi's soft lips, and conveyed all the words to him through intimate kisses. The temperature of his breath drove the temperature in the surrounding area to gradually rise, and it became hotter and hotter.

Pei Yanzhi stretched out his left arm around Cheng Yao's waist and gradually tightened it, forcing him to lie on his body. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the other's loose pajamas slipping off his shoulders.

His breathing was getting hotter and hotter, and Pei Yanzhi's eyes were stained with a dark color, but at this time Cheng Yao didn't even know that he had stepped into a dangerous forbidden area, so he asked for a passionate kiss with his eyes closed, igniting the blood in Pei Yanzhi's whole body like fuel on the fire, burning All of his sanity is gone.

The thread of love was entwined in the air, and the most primitive love was revived from the body. After the tip of his tongue and lips were numb, Cheng Yao gasped and raised his head to end the kiss, staring at Pei Yanzhi with wet eyes: "Go to the bedroom..."

Hearing the other party's impatient tone, Pei Yanzhi's breathing became heavier.

Everyone felt sorry for the injury to his right hand, but Pei Yanzhi actually thought that he had already won the championship anyway, and he had blocked the knife for the person he loved the most. The mission of this hand had been completed.

Even if he can't recover in the future, he won't have a big psychological gap.

But at this moment, Pei Yanzhi suddenly realized, no.

This hand cannot be discarded.

His favorite is thousands of miles away, and he has to use both hands to better hold it in the palm of his hand.

in any sense.

"where do you want to go."

Pei Yanzhi's tone was hoarse and moving, and there were clusters of flames in Cheng Yao's heart that burned along the spine all the way to the nerve endings.

Cheng Yao buried his head near Pei Yanzhi's collarbone, propped himself up slightly, with an unbearable expression, his eyes were full of moving water, and the end of his speech carried a breath from his throat: "It's hard to clean up on the sofa, and there will be smell ...In case Brother Lu and the others...ah..."

Before the little friend finished speaking, Pei Yanzhi suddenly sat up from the sofa. He didn't know where the strength came from so much, he lifted him up with one hand, walked quickly into the bedroom, closed the door with his feet, and threw him on the soft big bed .

Before Cheng Yao turned over on the bed, Pei Yanzhi bullied him and locked him in a square inch, with dangerous eyes.

"Is it reasonable to mention another man's name in front of me at this time?"

Cheng Yao's heart skipped a beat, and he stared at him intently.

Pei Yanzhi was like a wolf who had been hungry for many days and suddenly saw a plump antelope. Not only were his eyes full of determination, but his throat was also roaring like a carnivorous animal.

"I'm not..." Cheng Yao swallowed nervously, subconsciously trying to explain why he suddenly mentioned someone else's name just now, but suddenly changed his mind when he opened his mouth, looked straight at him, and his Adam's apple rolled, "Then you How are you going to punish me?"

"...?"

Pei Yanzhi felt that the blood flow in his whole body was speeding up. He took a deep breath, and he admired himself very much for being able to remain calm at such a time and not eat him alive.

Seeing that Pei Yanzhi couldn't speak, the distant Wanli, who didn't know what to do, smiled triumphantly.

He turned over and lay on the bed, reached out and hooked Pei Yanzhi's neck to make him come closer to him, and lightly bit his ear.

"Be careful, don't hurt your hand. Uh..."