[Crossing the Book] The days when I was a neighbor with the abusive hero

"Don't worry, we are not people with problems, we just don't want people to know about it anymore, we will leave as soon as your flying car comes back, and we won't bring you any trouble."

Yang Qingruo hurriedly explained with sincerity, and Xie Chunhua smiled again after hearing this: "You guys rest first, I will call you when my old man comes back."

After Xie Chunhua walked out of the room and closed the door, Yang Qingruo continued to help Song Yun clean up the wound.

No matter how much Song Yun liked to fight, he himself was just a nobleman who grew up in a nest of gold and silver. Compared with the scars, his well-maintained white and smooth skin made the scars even more terrifying.

The most serious thing on the back was the burns caused by the explosion, as well as the wear and bruises caused by the impact of stones and iron filings embedded in the flesh, and the friction and impact after rolling to the ground...

Yang Qingruo helped him clean the wound, picked out the foreign objects in the wound steadily with his hand, then disinfected and bandaged it...

Tears overflowed his eyes uncontrollably when facing these shocking scars, he had to raise his head and wipe his eyes with his sleeve after a while, lest the tears fall on Song Yun's wound.

After a lot of effort, Yang Qingruo finally finished handling Song Yun's upper body, and there was nothing awkward and shy between him and Song Yun, so he went straight to take off his pants after finishing the upper body.

This time, for the convenience of traveling, Song Yun was wearing sports pants with closed feet, without a belt. Yang Qingruo directly untied his belt and pulled down the pants.

Halfway through, a series of suppressed low coughs came from my ears.

Yang Qingruo hurriedly looked over, couldn't see Song Yun's face clearly through his teary eyes, but couldn't suppress surprise in his voice: "Song Yun, you're awake!"

Song Yun looked up and saw the dirty omega lying beside him, like a pitiful little being bullied, the pain on his body became insignificant, and he stretched out his hand to hold Yang Qingruo's hand: "Baby, don't take it off. My pants, let me rest for two days before paying the public rations?"

"You!" Yang Qingruo's sadness and melancholy turned into a huge snot bubble in front of Song Yun's words, which shattered in the air with a click.

Song Yun pursed his lips, as if he wanted to escape, but due to the injuries on his body and the bandages tightly bound by Yang Qingruo, he couldn't dodge, so he pushed Yang Qingruo in disgust: "Go and wipe your face." .”

Yang Qingruo was really in a complicated mood, he didn't know whether to be happy or angry.

At this time, no matter how much Song Yun made jokes, Yang Qingruo didn't go astray. After blowing his nose, he asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Song Yun replied almost immediately: "No."

Yang Qingruo went to wash his hands, wiped off the blood stains on his legs and feet, and then continued to debride and bandage: "Don't try to be brave, tell me if you feel uncomfortable, don't make me worry, okay?"

Song Yun sneered at this: "I'm an alpha, so there's no need for you to worry about it. It's fine. I can pay the public rations after lying down for two days. Have you contacted Assistant Li?"

After Yang Qingruo finished bandaging the wound, he brought water: "There is no signal, so we can't get in touch."

Song Yun frowned.

Yang Qingruo helped him sit up from the bed: "Don't think about it, come and drink some water, this Aunt Chunhua promised to send us back."

Song Yun leaned against Yang Qingruo and sat up. Yang Qingruo was afraid of pulling his wound, so he moved very cautiously. Song Yun didn't care about it, as if the injured person wasn't himself. Water, and continued to ask calmly: "Where is my terminal?"

Yang Qingruo took out the terminal from his arms and handed it to Song Yun: "Here, I accidentally broke it in the second explosion."

Hearing this, Song Yun glanced at Yang Qingruo's self-blame face with a smile in his cold gray eyes: "As long as you are fine, you go wash your face first, and ask this family for some food."

"Ah."

It was indeed time for dinner at this time, Yang Qingruo had been worried all the time and didn't feel hungry, now when Song Yun lifted his stomach, he also started grumbling.

He didn't have too many wounds on his body, and they had been treated simply, but his face was a little dirty.

After washing his face, Yang Qingruo found Xie Chunhua, who was steaming steamed buns in the kitchen, and greeted Yang Qingruo when he saw Yang Qingruo: "I was planning to call you out for dinner, and I didn't prepare any good food at home, so I just made do with it. If you don't mind, come over and have some food together."

Yang Qingruo naturally thanked her again and again: "I can smell the steamed buns made by Aunt Chunhua from a long distance away. By the way, my alpha has just woken up, and his injury is inconvenient to move. If possible, I'll bring some food into the room for you." How is he?"

Xie Chunhua was very talkative, so she put five big steamed buns in a big bowl for him: "There's nothing wrong with that, it's a great thing to wake up, you young couple will have the rest of their lives, let's take it to the room and whisper."

Yang Qingruo thanked again, and trotted back to the room with a big bowl of steamed buns.

Song Yun sat on the bed by himself and was not idle. In the short few minutes when Yang Qingruo went to get the steamed buns, his fingers wrapped in gauze deftly disassembled his terminal into a pile of things that Yang Qingruo could not understand at all. Component.

Yang Qingruo put the Qingqing bowl on the bedside table, and didn't rush to disturb him. When Song Yun raised his head to look over, he asked, "Are you repairing the terminal?"

Song Yun held the parts without raising his hand, glanced at the steamed buns, and then said expectantly, "Feed me."

During the special period, regardless of this guy's attitude, Yang Qingruo picked up a steamed bun, cut it into small pieces and fed it to Song Yun's mouth.

Only then did Song Yun explain slowly: "Repairing the terminal is too much trouble, and it's useless. I'm remodeling. I have my own satellite signal. If I strengthen the terminal's signal transmitter, I can contact my people."

He groaned and continued the steamed buns, his mouth bulging out like a hamster, giving Yang Qingruo the illusion that he was feeding his son who was concentrating on playing with toys.

Song Yun didn't just eat it by himself, after he took two bites, he turned his head to look at Yang Qingruo and reminded him: "Don't patronize me, you can eat it yourself."

It's also cute.

Yang Qingruo couldn't bear to sit beside him, avoiding his wounds and kissing his face which was still wrapped in bandages and gauze: "Song Yun, I regret it a little bit, I'm sorry, I shouldn't meddle in my own business and drag us all into this This is a dangerous field."

Song Yun was holding a steamed bun in his mouth, his mouth was moving one by one, his bright and sharp eyes looked a little embarrassed because of the wound, with a bloody gash lying across one side, half of his face was covered with gauze.

"Why do you apologize suddenly?" He swallowed the steamed buns, put down the parts in his hand, fished Yang Qingruo to his side, accidentally knocked on the wound on his body, and took a deep breath in pain.

Yang Qingruo was very obedient this time, he didn't dare to move at all, he could move as Song Yun pulled him, and he had to be careful to cooperate with his movements, for fear of accidentally hurting his wounds.

It was the first time for Song Yun to see Yang Qingruo who was so listless. Holding him in his arms, he looked at him with both novelty and distress: "Why did you say sorry to me? You didn't do this explosion, you already did it." It's great, and it didn't hold me back. If you feel guilty because I protect you, you don't have to. You are my omega, and I am your alpha. It is my responsibility to protect you. This is What I should do, every alpha will do his best for his own omega."

"Not every alpha will protect their own omega." Yang Qingruo was so taken for granted by Song Yun's tone that tears flowed down her cheeks, "Have you been brainwashed by the chicken soup text in the online marketing account? Where is there any natural talent?" Protecting the gene, you will protect me because you are good enough, you like me, and you are willing to take my safety into consideration, I know Mingming."

This time when Yang Qingruo started crying, Song Yun didn't feel at a loss. He leaned on the bed, took a steamed bun into his hand, and watched Yang Qingruo burst into tears while eating.

Yang Qingruo cried and said, "I've seen too many bastard alphas. They don't have any skills of their own. They only bully omega, especially their own omega. How can an alpha like this protect omega? Just say me My father and younger brother, we are still blood relatives, but if it was the situation just now, they would not pull me. Every time there is an accident at home, it will always be me and my mother who are two omega , they ordered us to do this and that as it should be, and if we didn’t do it, we would be beaten and scolded.”

"I grew up so big, no one has ever really loved me with actions. My mother, I know he loves me very much, but he can't do anything, he can't protect himself, he can only love me in his own way, every time When Yang Qiang was drunk and punched me, he was lucky to keep himself from being affected, how dare he come to me again?"

"These alphas, too many alphas, when they are in danger, let alone protect their own omega, thank goodness for not pushing the omega out to block the gun!"

After crying, Yang Qingruo's eyes were so swollen that he couldn't see Song Yun's face clearly.

When his crying gradually subsided and his mood gradually calmed down, he pinched his face with his big hands wrapped in gauze and rubbed it clumsily, and wiped away his tears and snot with a paper.

Yang Qingruo made a statement and concluded: "Song Yun, you are so kind, you are really a great alpha, it is my luck to meet you, I am really, really lucky to have met you."

Song Yun tore a piece of steamed bun and stuffed it into Yang Qingruo's mouth, coaxing gently: "Are you hungry? Eat some."

Yang Qingruo bit the steamed bun and wiped away tears, waiting for Song Yun to say something.

Sure enough, Song Yun lived up to everyone's expectations, and said happily: "You are right, I am indeed such a rare and peerless alpha, so you should cherish me in the future, hahahaha."

Yang Qingruo: "..."