The paranoid milk dog is actually me

Xie Xingzhi suddenly came to his senses, and pushed hard on him——

Xie Anheng was caught off guard and was pushed back and staggered, but the hand holding him did not loosen, and the force was surprisingly strong.

Xie Xingzhi was originally standing on one foot, and his center of gravity was unstable. This time, he was almost dragged by him and fell down with him.

But fortunately, Xie Anheng raised his hand to support the door of his own car, barely stabilizing himself.

Such a fall did not wake him up, but he simply grabbed Xie Xingzhi's waist, and he was led by the former, and the whole person rushed forward.

Xie Anheng didn't let him fall.

Xie Xingzhi looked up again, and found that he was almost completely embraced by Xie Anheng in a gesture of throwing himself into his arms.

Before he tried to reach out and grab the car door to prop himself up, Xie Anheng looked down at him for a few seconds, and without knowing what he was thinking, he actually fell into the car door behind him like this.

"You—" Xie Xingzhi had no ability to resist on one leg, and was forced to fall down on the back seat of the car together with him.

He was a little annoyed, he got up from Xie Anheng, and heard a low laugh from above his head.

Xie Anheng just looked down at him like this, even in the dark car, those pure black pupils were astonishingly bright, as if seeing stars.

But there was clearly nothing in those eyes, only the reflection of Xie Xingzhi in the haze.

Xie Xingzhi was stunned for a few seconds.

While he was in a daze, Xie Anheng lowered his head again, wrapped his arms around his neck and wanted to continue the kiss just now.

The kiss in reality is completely opposite to the gentle and soft kiss in his dream. It is more like a gnaw than a kiss. Xie Anheng's posture is like a wolf who has been hungry for several years seeing the meat and bones, wishing to devour him alive .

This time Xie Xingzhi came to his senses and pinched his wrist, wanting him to let go.

But halfway through the action, Xie Xingzhi smelled blood.

He made a move.

Xie Anheng put his arms around his head and held the back of his head. The two of them were very close. This distance allowed Xie Xingzhi to see his skin clearly.

There is not a single piece of good flesh on the wrist, and there are scratch marks criss-crossing it all. New wounds are piled up with old wounds, which looks very scary.

The faint smell of blood that he had been smelling came from there.

The latter was still rubbing against his lips, Xie Xingzhi grabbed Xie Anheng's hand, lowered his head to avoid his kiss, raised his eyes and asked solemnly: "What's going on with you here?"

"Hmm..." The wounded man didn't seem to care at all, he casually glanced at his wrist, and muttered, "It's worn out."

Xie Xingzhi: "Worn? Where did you wear it?"

He is very good, at most he changes places between the office and the dinner party every day, and he also takes the car when he goes out, how could he wear his wrists like this.

Xie Anheng was pressed against his chest by him, although he was still not very conscious, but he also understood that Xie Xingzhi was asking him a question, and if he didn't answer this question, the other party didn't seem to give him a kiss.

So he could only say: "I hurt your wrist."

"..." This sentence turned in Xie Xingzhi's mind several times before he finally understood that what he said was that the previous dispute left a few bloodstains on his wrist, "You hurt my wrist, So you hurt yourself?"

Xie Anheng didn't seem to understand why his tone suddenly changed, he lowered his head and rubbed against his neck: "Don't be angry... I already knew I was wrong, I was not clear-headed for a few days."

Xie Xingzhi: "..."

I don't think you're sober now.

"I've cleared up all the rumors. I'll help you protect everything you gave me...I won't hurt you again, and I won't let anyone hurt you again..."

Xie Xingzhi closed his eyes hard and slowed down.

Forget it.

When a person has a fever, he probably doesn't even know where he is, so it's useless to reason with him at this time.

But Xie Xingzhi always felt that if Xie Anheng punished himself too skillfully in this way, it might not be as simple as grinding his wrist this time.

He pinched the opponent's hand and looked carefully, and as expected, he found a scar on his palm.

But the wound looked like it was a long time ago and had completely healed, leaving only a scar.

Next to this scar there is a smaller mark.

This knowledge of Xie Xingzhi was left when he just carried Xie Anheng out of the garbage dump.

He held the cuff button too hard at that time, and the cuff button sank into his flesh. Although the follow-up application of medicine was well done, it still left a light white mark.

"What about this? Where did this come from?" Xie Xingzhi propped himself up and sat up, then pulled Xie Anheng up, and stretched out his hand for him to see.

The lights in the car were not turned on, it was very dark, Xie Anheng had a high fever again, he seemed to be unable to see clearly, leaned against his chest and looked at him for a long time, then whispered: "The car keys..."

"What?" Xie Xingzhi frowned.

Xie Anheng put his arms around him, as if he didn't want him to see him again, he quickly retracted his hands and didn't speak.

Xie Xingzhi grabbed his arm and pulled that hand back: "What car key?"

After an unknown amount of time, Xie Anheng finally said, "The car keys you gave me..."

Xie Xingzhi: "..."

Xie Xingzhi: "You poked your own palm with the car key?"

Xie Anheng shook his head slowly: "No."

"I just squeezed it."

Xie Xingzhi understood.

Just like the original cufflinks, Xie Anheng pinched the car key he gave him in his hand, with too much force, which hurt his flesh.

It's no wonder that on the day when he first left the country, Cen Xiangyang said that Zhao Zhiyin took Xie Anheng to the hospital and said that his hand was scratched.

Thinking of this, Xie Xingzhi paused, not caring that the latter was still hanging on him like a big dog and kissing him, taking advantage of his confusion and being unable to resist, he reached out and untied Xie Anheng's clothes.

Sure enough, two more wounds were found on several places on his arms and shoulder blades.

Xie Anheng cooperated very well this time, without waiting for him to ask, he said: "It was hit by a car."

There is no difference with the news I found yesterday. He has had several car accidents this year.

Xie Xingzhi gave a "hmm" and then took off his clothes.

He took off his coat, and when he opened his lining, Xie Anheng raised his hand to block him, as if he was a little embarrassed.

But he immediately received Xie Xingzhi's raised eyes: "Let go, let me see."

Xie Anheng's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, he turned his head away and leaned against his shoulder, without continuing to block it with his hands.

The more he took off his clothes, the stronger the smell of blood became, and it no longer came from his wrists, but from his waist.

Unbuttoning the lining completely, Xie Xingzhi's eyes trembled violently.

"Xie Anheng..." He couldn't believe it.

The middle part of the sturdy waist that entered the eyes was badly injured. The worst part was that the wound had not been treated properly, and the bandage on it had not been changed for a long time, and it was still wet, as if it had been soaked in water with the bandaged wound. The edges are bruised and severely inflamed.

You don't need to ask to know that such a serious injury can only be caused by the car accident that day.

The shout he heard just before he fell into the river was not a hallucination, nor was it a dream. It was Xie Anheng who really rushed over and called his name, and he was probably hit by a car later on the way to do so, leaving such injuries.

Xie Xingzhi was in a hurry, and he was too lazy to care about whether Xie Anheng could understand what he said: "Why don't you treat your injury like this? Inflammation and infection of the wound will kill you, don't you know it hurts?"

No wonder he had such a severe high fever and even ran around without anyone around him.

Xie Anheng whispered a few words in his ear, but he couldn't hear clearly, but the main idea seemed to be that his brother cared about him, even if it was just a dream, he was still very happy.

In the end, she rubbed against his neck and kissed his ear. This time, she finally heard what she said clearly: "My brother must have been hurt more than me, and it hurts more than me... This pain...is nothing."

Xie Xingzhi had nothing to do with him: "Where did everyone around you go? Where's Zhao Zhiyin?"

"I don't know." Xie Anheng's voice was low and deep, with a nasal voice and a hot breath, "I don't want anyone, I just want to stay with you."

Xie Xingzhi didn't realize what he meant. The little agility left in Xie Anheng's eyes slowly faded as his body temperature rose, and he started talking nonsense again: "The Shi family... Xia Jinghui... I'm about to avenge you."

"I'm sorry, brother, I'm sorry... I don't hate you, I never hated you..."

"I don't want to wake up...you don't want to go, okay..."

"Wait for me... I'll come to you soon..."

He spoke vaguely and intermittently, Xie Xingzhi frowned and asked, "Looking for me?"

Didn't Xie Anheng already send many people out to look for him?

He had a bad premonition in his heart: "How do you want to find me?"

The person kneeling beside him in front of him lowered his head, and met Xie Xingzhi's eyes with his black pupils filled with mist: "I've tried it many times, and the river is not very cold."

Xie Anheng whispered a word in his ear, and finally said: "... In this way we will never be separated again."

Xie Xingzhi shrank his pupils: "...What did you say?"

But there was no reaction around him, and the car suddenly became quiet. He looked down and saw that the person who was chattering just now had already frowned and closed his eyes.

The latter seemed to be exhausted, the strings that had been tensed for an unknown period of time finally found a place to relax and rest, and fell asleep on his shoulder.

"Xie Anheng, Xie Anheng?" Xie Xingzhi patted him twice, but there was still no response.

Even though he lost consciousness, Xie Anheng still hugged him tightly, his arms were like two steel hoops.

It took Xie Xingzhi a long time to pull his arms away, and he groped for a long time in his pockets, and found the phone in the inner pocket of his suit.

He took out the phone, squeezed his fingers and pressed it to unlock it.

Xie Xingzhi looked through the chat records, and learned that Zhao Zhiyin was at the Peninsula Hotel at this time, and their thinking was the same as his, they also came to win over other families in Manbei City.

But on the way, it seemed that Xie Anheng's fever was too serious, and he stubbornly refused to go to the hospital. He insisted on solving this matter, so Zhao Zhiyin had no choice but to leave him in the car.

Knowing that Xie Anheng was not alone, Xie Xingzhi was a little relieved.

After packing his clothes, he used his cell phone to call an ambulance and deleted the call history.

After looking at Xie Anheng's sleeping face for the last moment, Xie Xingzhi gently smoothed his frowning brows, and then he climbed out of the car door and returned to his wheelchair with difficulty.

After about seven or eight minutes, when Cen Xiangyang came back, Xie Xingzhi was waiting at the intersection where they parted.

He leaned on his knees and panted in front of the latter: "I'm going, today is really strange, everywhere is full, and I can't find a parking space. I walked around a lot before I parked the car. Why is it so early in the morning? So many people come to this broken hotel?"

After he finished speaking, he didn't get a response, so he looked up and found that Xie Xingzhi's eyes were in the air, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Brother Xing, Brother Xing?" Cen Xiangyang reached out and waved his hand twice in front of him.

Xie Xingzhi blinked back to his senses: "Um...huh? What did you say?"

Cen Xiangyang swallowed: "I said...Huh?"

He suddenly moved closer.

Xie Xingzhi shrank back: "What are you doing?"

"...Brother Xingzhi, you have a bad habit of biting your lips." Cen Xiangyang touched his body for a long time, "Hey, it's over, I left my lipstick in the car."

"What?" Xie Xingzhi was startled for a moment, then he touched his lips in response, "Hiss..."

Cen Xiangyang: "Does it hurt? You bit the skin of your mouth!"

Xie Xingzhi: "..."

He just patronized to look at the kid's wound, and didn't watch out for it being gnawed by him.

Cen Xiangyang didn't know what was going on in his heart, he was still nervous: "I also like to tear my tongue out, let me tell you, this thing doesn't look very eye-catching, but it's dry and cracked when the cold wind blows, it hurts!"

"Don't lick it, it will make him scab later."

"Oh, Brother Xingzhi, your face is so red too, wow, your ears are so red too..."

Cen Xiangyang exclaimed.

"My God, I shouldn't let you blow the cold wind here. If your face and ears are blown cold, it will itch in a warm place. Let's go in."

While talking, he took off his scarf and put it on Xie Xingzhi's lap, and quickly pushed his wheelchair towards the Peninsula Hotel.

"..." Xie Xingzhi quickly pulled up the scarf to cover his face and neck. When he reached the hotel entrance, he still couldn't help but look back.

Xie Anheng's car parked quietly on the spot, with the bleak cold wind blowing by, there was a hint of pitifulness for no reason.

"What are you looking at? Who's behind?" Cen Xiangyang followed suit.

Xie Xingzhi turned his head and looked ahead again: "It's nothing, there is no one, let's go."

The business is important, after receiving the message from him, Xie Anheng will be taken care of by someone, now is not the time to think about these things.