Gold Bodyguard [Interstellar]

After Kane arranged all the things that should be arranged, he became the hands-off shopkeeper. Irvis threw Fluorite, Liv gave the contact with Cameron, and Laura had a lot of ideas. A piece of news is published every day, and the incitement is getting stronger and stronger, stirring up the emotions of the masses for a long time, and making the special operations forces sway on the cusp.

Kane, who has been working hard for a long time, can finally be lazy for a day or two. It is rare for him to sleep until almost noon. Not so roasted.

Kane opened all the curtains in the medical room with a "squeak" to let the sunlight into the room, and after sitting by the bed with Lyle for a while, he called Vincent.

"Can I take Lyle out in the sun?"

Vincent had a strange expression, and his eyes kept drifting towards Lyle's face.

"Vincent?"

Vincent immediately withdrew his gaze, fake coughed twice, clenched his right hand into a fist at the corner of his mouth, and said uncertainly, "It should...it should be fine."

Kane frowned, dissatisfied with Vincent's attitude: "What should be possible? If you can, you can. If you can't, you can't. As a doctor, you know Lyle's physical condition best. Shouldn't you be more rigorous? "

Vincent didn't dare to meet Kane's eyes, lowered his head and said vaguely: "Yes, yes."

Kane didn't bother to bother with him, he threw off the quilt, leaned over and picked Lyle up from the bed, his eyes were glued to Lyle's face, and he said to Vincent without looking up: "Go get a wheelchair, I'll take Lyle back to the bedroom and take a shower."

Vincent was so nervous that his arms and legs were almost on the same level, "Okay...Okay."

Just when he was about to go out, Vincent was stopped by Kane from behind, and he was holding on to the door frame, his feet were almost limp, "Am I that scary? I've never seen you so scary before."

Vincent said with a sad face: "I didn't."

Kane stared thoughtfully at Lyall's rosy lips.

Vincent exhaled softly, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Kane again, "Wait a minute."

Vincent was about to cry, "What else is there?"

"I don't think Lyle can use those machines now, let him live in the bedroom in the future, what do you think?" Although Kane asked a question, his tone was completely different.

Vincent didn't have the courage to refuse, so he stumbled and said, "It should...it should be fine."

Fortunately, Kane didn't say anything, and went straight to the bedroom with Lyle in his arms.

After returning to the bedroom, he first put Lyle on the bed, then filled half a tank of water in the large bathtub in the bathroom, and added anti-fatigue essential oils to the water, then returned to the bedroom, and took off Lyle's pajamas , Naked and hugged into the bathroom.

In the hazy water vapor, Lyle's face was so beautiful that it was unreal. The black crow's hair slid down to cover the right eye, the eyelashes were long and curled up, the bridge of the nose was high, the lips were rosy and tender, and Meibi Kane mixed with the clear youthful breath Any woman he has ever seen is purer and more exciting to him.

Gently plucking Lyle's eyelashes, Kane whispered tenderly: "Lyle, my little bastard."

Kane took a bath for Lyle seriously, washing everything that should be washed and should not be washed, especially the place that shouldn't be washed. Kane held it in his hand like a small toy, □□ Playing around endlessly, even though Lyle was still in a coma, he took a deep breath subconsciously, and finally frowned and confessed to Kane. Kane kissed his forehead and smiled lowly.

After taking a shower, Kane helped Lyle put on a white shirt and light-colored trousers. The sleeves of the shirt were neatly rolled up above the elbows. At this moment, Vincent came over with a wheelchair, and Kane ordered : "Push it into the yard."

Vincent pushed the wheelchair under the shade of the tree, and next to it was the swing that Lyle had been obsessed with to do certain things. Kane carried Lyle and put him in the wheelchair, and took the thin blanket that Vincent handed over. Covering Lyle, his eyes caught Lyle's bare feet, and Kane reached out to hold them, his hands were cold, so he called Vincent without looking back, "Get a pair of socks."

Kane squatted halfway, rubbing Lyle's cold feet with his warm palms. When Vincent came over with his socks, he just saw this scene. He felt weird and envious. Kane has always been a tough guy. In terms of image, he usually treats Lyle coldly rather than gently in front of them. He never knew that Kane would be so careful and gentle in private. He can only say that the gentleness of a tough guy is so damn touching!

"Socks." Kane held out his hand.

"Oh." Vincent handed over the socks obediently.

After putting on the socks for Lyle, Kane found Vincent standing beside him without winking, and couldn't help being surprised: "What are you still doing here?"

"Oh!" Vincent suddenly realized, blushing, and left the garden immediately.

Lyle lived in a large place, and the garden was not small. It was the time when the roses were in full bloom. The roses in the garden were swaying in the wind, and the rich fragrance of flowers flowed into the heart and lungs along the air, making people feel mellow.

Kane squatted in front of Lyle, looked up at Lyle's face, stretched out his hand to touch it, and sighed softly for a while.

***

Lyle hasn't slept in his own bed for a long time, and he misses it quite a bit, but unfortunately he still doesn't feel sleepy after rolling around in the quilt, so he simply gets up and plays mobile games.

When Vincent came in, he didn't look up.

"Lyle." Vincent shouted anxiously.

Lyle lazily leaned against the bed, and cursed casually, "You can't even tell a lie, what's the use of you?"

"...I'm sorry, I will work harder in the future." Poor Vincent, an honest man, couldn't say the word "lying".

"Forget it, sweetheart already knows that I'm awake."

"what?!"

"You think everyone is as easy to fool as you are." Lyle snorted again, although he wasn't sleepy, but his whole body was very tired, which was probably the sequelae of being bedridden for a long time, "Oh, by the way, when will I You can start to move your muscles and bones, and they are almost rusted after sleeping for so long."

Vincent turned pale with shock: "You mustn't. It's a miracle that you woke up after your lung was punctured. During this time, you need to have a physical examination every day, and you can't exercise vigorously for half a month."

Lyle curled his lips, tilted his head, and his face was exposed from the side of the phone: "What about the house?"

"It's best not to have it." Vincent hesitated to speak, "You don't want Kane to know that you are awake, I thought that in your current state, it is not suitable for going to bed."

Lyle had a half-smile: "I'm going to sleep with him and then dump him, can't I?"

Seeing Lyle's frivolous words but no smile in his eyes, Vincent couldn't help sweating for Kane.

***

The relationship between Lyle and Kane fell into a certain kind of vicious circle. When Kane was around, Lyle pretended to be unconscious. He didn't get up until Kane left. Fu and the others, they all knew this situation well, but no one pointed it out.

Kane thought he could handle Lyle's cold treatment, and in the first few days he would tease Lyle a little in the shower, but as time went by, he became more and more anxious--Lyle was like everyone. Talk, just don't say a word to him, how can he not be anxious.

What broke this superficial calm was a beautiful afternoon. Cameron revealed Jeffrey's whereabouts to Tatu's little boy agent Joe Tolan. Jeffrey has been the head of the secret service for so many years. To be on the safe side, Kane also followed Jeffery. Joe Tolan hid in the bedroom of Jeffery's safe house. After Jeffery returned, he moved his hands and shot Jeffery unexpectedly. But he was quickly counterattacked. Just when he was almost shot in the head by Jeffery, Kane who broke into the door ended Jeffrey's life first. No one expected that the cold-blooded little boy would never He didn't hesitate to shoot his savior, sending a bullet into his stomach before Kane could fire back.

When Kane returned in cold sweat pressing the wound, Lyle was playing chess with Vincent in the living room. The moment he saw Kane, Lyle's face was very ugly.

Kane had already bled a lot, his lips were pale, his light gray eyelashes were covered with cold sweat, he looked at Lyle without saying a word, his eyes were bottomless.

Vincent said eagerly: "There's been so much blood, hurry up and take care of the wound with me."

Before he finished speaking, Kane was kicked over by Lyle. Although Lyle avoided his wound, after all, such a big movement affected the wound and the blood gushed out faster. Kane was panting. , with his elbows on the ground, the pain was so painful that he couldn't speak a word.

Vincent was in a hurry: "Lyle, you can't exercise vigorously, and you can't kick Kane now..."

Kane said intermittently: "Vincent, you... go out first."

"What if I go out to Lyle and beat you to death?" Dr. Vincent instinctively acted, if it wasn't for Lyle's coercion, he wouldn't let others bleed.

Kane wanted to say that even if you were here, he would still kill me if he wanted to, but he said: "I am willing."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped on the side of the head by Lyle, and Lyle's suppressed emotions broke out at the same time, shouting: "Don't fucking fart!"

Lyle's eyes were red, and he didn't know whether it was because he wanted to cry or because of anger, or both. He stretched out a finger and poked Kane's heart fiercely: "Why don't you let someone kill you if you want to die? Bullet shot here?"

Kane's pale lips trembled, "It's my fault, I deserve to die, I shouldn't hide..."

Lyle slapped him again, with tears in his eyes, he suppressed and said: "You are right, I am, I am too headstrong, I can't play with you, I don't play anymore!"

As Lyle said, he turned around and was about to leave, Kane grabbed his hand subconsciously, endured the dizziness of blood loss and hugged Lyle from behind, clamped him tightly in his arms, and apologized indiscriminately: "I'm sorry , I shouldn’t have said that just now, I shouldn’t have kept the fact that I’m still alive from you, I’m really sorry, you can punish me however you want, as long as you don’t leave me.”

Lyle mocked coldly: "Hehe, I held such a grand funeral for you and confessed my love at the funeral. Are you laughing at me like everyone else?"

"I'm sorry." Apart from "I'm sorry", Kane didn't know what else to say.

The back of Kane's hand crossed in front of Lyle suddenly felt hot, and after he realized it, he felt that the tears were like hot magma, dripping into his heart, burning him with unbearable pain, and he buried his face in Layle's heart. On Er's neck, he confessed to himself with difficulty: "I made the best choice self-righteously, thinking that would be the best for you, but after comparing my heart with my heart, I realized how wrong I was. If I thought you were dead, I would suffer If it doesn’t work, I will definitely go crazy, sorry, sorry, I was wrong.”

Lyle raised his head slightly, and refused to shed a single tear. The rest didn't know whether he was more angry or more sad. He asked coldly, "You fucking can compare your heart to your heart?"

Kane was speechless. Although he was older than Lyle, he was too domineering and oppressive. He made decisions self-righteously and rarely asked Lyle's wishes.

Lyle suddenly struggled to turn around, and said softly: "When I just woke up, I thought about letting Vincent lie to you and say that I was dead, but I didn't, sweetheart, I didn't want to do this to you."

"It's a heart-to-heart," Lyle said.

Kane's eyes buried in Lyle's neck finally got wet, and he shed his first adult tears.