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The doorbell of Wen Qiyu's house rang, and he rowed his wheelchair to open the door.

In such a late night, at 02:30 in the middle of the night, he knew who would come.

Wen Qishan stood outside the door, and Wen Qiyu found that he was rarely drunk, and although his eyes were still not bright, they were still somewhat clear.

Wen Qiyu's sweaty hands relaxed a little.

Wen Qishan looked at Wen Qiyu, he was sitting in a wheelchair, as if he had never been injured in a wheelchair before.

He suddenly found that this young man was so pale and tense, but he still faced him bravely.

Wen Qishan felt a little unhappy in his heart.

Unspeakably aggrieved and strange.

He snorted coldly and walked straight into the room.

Brand new and unfamiliar furniture appeared in front of his eyes, and he sat casually on the sofa, spreading his limbs like a grandfather.

Although Wen Qishan didn't do anything violent, everything seemed so calm and normal.

But Wen Qiyu still began to tremble slightly unconsciously.

But Gu Yan... for Gu Yan.

Wen Qiyu gritted his teeth and followed Wen Qishan into the living room.

Wen Qiyu didn't say a word of nonsense, and directly took out the alcohol and syringe from the coffee table and put them on the table.

He quietly took a deep breath, then rolled up his sleeves with trembling hands.

Wen Qishan squinted at Wen Qiyu's silent movements, and looked at his arm.

Thin, pale, as if it would snap off.

How long ago?Hasn't he looked at Wen Qiyu so carefully?Didn't notice how thin Wen Qiyu was?

Although the pinhole has healed, the cyan forehead blood vessels seem to be directly exposed to the air, which makes people tremble for no reason.

Wen Qishan saw that Wen Qiyu lowered his head, and unconsciously began to show panic on his face, which was very similar to his mother.

Wen Qishan thought of the girl's expression when she found out that she was pregnant.

It turned out that he had been afraid all the time, from the moment he saw himself.

Wen Qishan suddenly felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

"Cough...well..." Wen Qishan made a sound on purpose, and then found that Wen Qiyu trembled obviously twice.

He grew impatient.

He slapped off the arm lying in front of his eyes vigorously, and cursed: "Wen Qiyu! Do you think I care about your blood?! You don't look at yourself! Let me tell you, only I want your blood, and you haven't taken the initiative Send up the qualifications!"

"..." Wen Qiyu was thrown backward by the recoil, and his body was tilted on the wheelchair.

He didn't dare to speak, but quietly withdrew his arm.

Seeing his silence, Wen Qishan was even more angry.

"Wow!" He swept all the things on the table to the ground, turned around, stood up and walked out.

Wen Qiyu immediately raised his head with anxious eyes.

"Xing! Stimulants..."

Wen Qishan turned around angrily: "It's so annoying!!"

"..." Wen Qiyu lowered his head.

"I'll come back tomorrow night!" The man said, his eyes glanced at Wen Qiyu's wheelchair, he turned and left.

Wen Qiyu heard the "bang" sound of closing the door, and opened it on the back of the chair like a discouraged ball.

He was still a little unbelievable that Wen Qishan agreed to give him the stimulant without drawing his blood.

Although this saved the pain of flesh and blood, he was still a little worried about the so-called after-the-fact settlement.

Wen Qiyu shook his head to get rid of the panic, now Gu Yan is the most important thing.

Don't be afraid, don't hesitate, for Gu Yan, everything is worth it.

including yourself.

Wen Qishan wrapped himself in a cheap jacket, three o'clock in the morning was the coldest time of the day after all.

The temperature finally allowed him to calm down.

When he received the call from Wen Qiyu, he was still in the hallucination given by the drugs.

He hadn't heard it very clearly, and only knew vaguely that he was going to that house.

Until what Wen Qiyu said just now.

Doping?

Thinking of this, Wen Qishan snorted coldly.

But he couldn't help thinking about what Wen Qiyu wanted the stimulant for?

His body still uses stimulants?

Could it be because of the wound...

Wen Qishan felt a little... Guilt and worry for no reason?

Wen Qishan's heart skipped a beat, startled by his own feelings.

He hurried forward a few steps, wanting the cool wind to wake him up.

Worried about something, guilty about something, how could he have it? !

That little bastard was the one who ruined his life!

Well, that's it, that's how it must be!

Isn't it a stimulant?

Whatever you do, just give it to him!

Wen Qishan turned left and right into an alley in a slum, and walked in through a door in the alley.

As soon as you entered the doorway, the inside was smoky, and the heavy smell could choke you to death. In the smoke, there were drug addicts with sallow complexions lying here and there.

Wen Qishan walked around those obstacles familiarly and walked inside.

He stood in front of a door and smiled ingratiatingly at the younger brother who was watching the door, and stuffed him with a red note.

The younger brother looked up at him and smiled: "Hey! I found money again, Wen Qishan!"

"Hey, that's right, give it to me brother." Wen Qishan smiled obsequiously, and handed the money to him again.

"It's still up to you!" The younger brother took the money and opened the door for him.

Although there is only a gap between the doors, there are two worlds inside and outside the door.

Of course, it also refers to the quality of the drug.

Wen Qishan was a regular customer, and the people inside knew him too, so they let him pick and choose.

Wen Qishan picked and picked, and even picked the one with the least side effects.

He didn't dare to think deeply, nor did he want to think deeply about why.

He hastily paid the money and walked out the door.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, there was a sound of footsteps outside.

Wen Qishan looked up and looked forward, only a few black suits could be vaguely seen in the smoke.

Startled, he quickly hid aside.

He knew that the boss of the drug den was coming.

A group of black suits came over, and he could see the young man at the head, tall and thin in his 20s, and very handsome, but he heard that this weak-looking master was actually not so easy to bully.

It's not a crazy word to describe it when you start to do things.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to become the original leader at a young age and become the boss.

When the young man walked to the door, the younger brother stood up and greeted him eagerly.

After listening quietly, he looked back before entering the door.

Before Wen Qishan could look back, he was being watched.

He was startled.

Even though he was not very old, his eyes were full of viciousness and coldness like a poisonous snake.

Wen Qishan trembled, turned around and left immediately.

Seeing the man go away, the young man turned and went into the back room.

Wen Qiyu slept for three hours yesterday, and when he got up from the bed, he felt completely numb.

He only had one thought, to get Gu Yan back.

He didn't wait any longer, Gu Yan's refusal made him very sad, but he couldn't just give up.

He wanted to tell Gu Yan, I just like you, just like you.

Wen Qiyu called the driver of Gu Yan's company to pick him up.

When the company was outside Gu Yan's door, the secretary saw his expression and advised him to go home and rest.

Wen Qiyu refused.

He knocked on the door and entered the office.

Gu Yan raised his head, saw the person coming, he was surprised in reality, then immediately lowered his head and said in a cold voice: "Why are you here, am I not clear enough?"

Wen Qiyu felt sour in his heart, he knew what an important time it was.

How he wished that Gu Yan's hurtful words and actions yesterday were just because of anxiety.

But the reality is always so heartbreaking.

Gu Yan was driving himself away, not simply avoiding.

When did their relationship become like this?

How long has it been since he saw Gu Yan's smile?

Wen Qiyu wanted to save all this.

But when he moved forward, Gu Yan kept pushing back.

Did Gu Yan feel the same way back then?

Does this look want Wen Qiyu to feel Gu Yan's feelings?

The spiral of constant disappointment and heartache firmly entangles emotions, making people confused and bewildered.

Wen Qiyu reluctantly squeezed out an expression that was as gentle as possible rather than disappointed.

He said to Gu Yan: "I'm here to help you, and you know that only I can help you now. Gu Yan, don't refuse me."

"..."

Gu Yan wanted to cover his ears, and said the same words from the mouth of someone he likes, how could it feel like this?

Wen Qiyu, how can you be so stubborn!

I just don't want you to get hurt!

Gu Yan gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Wen Qiyu didn't wait for Gu Yan's answer, but that already showed that the other party had compromised.

Wen Qiyu wanted to laugh, but his face was stiff.

Is there only such a reason for myself to be by your side?

However, willingly.

Even if this is the only way, I still want to look at you, Gu Yan.

Wen Qiyu dragged his tired body back home.

I checked all the accounting and transportation records today, but unfortunately I didn't finish it, so I had to take it home and continue.

But it does not hinder the progress of the clues.

Just as he was about to get back to work, the doorbell rang.

It is Wenqi Mountain.

That means...!

Wen Qishan threw the stimulant on the sofa.

Gu Yan didn't dare to take it.

"Tsk!" Wen Qishan was impatient, "This is what I gave you as a charity, you know! Wen Qiyu, let me tell you, you will be more honest with me in the future, do you hear me?"

Wen Qishan actually wanted to find something to say, but when he uttered it, he could only use this tone and words.

He felt that irritability again, and immediately moved his legs and left.

Wen Qiyu watched Wen Qishan go out in surprise, and he shouted: "...Thank you!"

Wen Qishan paused.

But without looking back, he slammed the door and left.

Wen Qiyu put his heart down and looked firmly at the inner packaging on the sofa.

He diluted the powder and drew it into a syringe.

It turned out that the needle tube that had been used to extract things from his body was now used to inject other things into his body.

Wen Qiyu quietly pushed the needle into the vein.