Suspect NO.1

That's it? A few simple words, a soft whisper, shocked Shen Chen to freeze in place.

It was as if his heart had been shot by a swiftly passing sharp sword, and the severe pain made his whole body feel like it was being electrified.

"Shi..." He didn't utter the last word, his throat was extremely dry and hoarse, it was painful and tight.

He really is Shi Ye, he also came, and he was injured so badly.

How did that happen!

The more I look at him, the more distressed I feel.

even……

Even his movements were so careful that he couldn't be more careful. When he thought of the scars on his body, he felt suffocated, every breath was hot, and his heart ached.

Just at this moment, Su Chen, who was frowning tightly, murmured again, "It hurts..."

The words contained between his lips were like brand marks. After being burned by the fire, they were severely branded on his heart, causing him to twitch violently in pain.

Shen Chen touched his forehead, it was really hot.

He has a fever.

Shen Chen immediately went to fetch a basin of warm water, moistened it with a clean cotton kerchief and placed it on his forehead. Repeatedly, the temperature on his body finally dropped.

He stretched out his hand to probe his forehead, but Su An, who was in a nightmare, grabbed his wrist, "Hmm..."

Uncomfortable groans and groans overflowed from his mouth, and his brows were furrowed fiercely.He didn't sleep well, Shen Chen couldn't get out, so he sat down next to him, "Xiaoye..."

His name overflowed from his throat, but his voice was broken and hoarse.

His heart was throbbing with pain, almost crushing his whole body.

"Yan Twelve, I...I hurt!"

He began to unconsciously call his name, every single word was crying, Shen Chen's brows were almost wrinkled together.

There was a big hole in his heart, and blood was gurgling.

"Xiao Ye, I'm here. I'm sorry, I'm late, I'm sorry." Shen Chen's voice is hoarse, his voice is in his throat, his eyes are scarlet, like a wounded lone wolf, he doesn't want to lick Don't tell me about your own wounds? You even tore the wounds even deeper.

Looking at Shi Ye like this, he really wished that those injuries were all on his body.

Although this body is not the original time, but the soul inside is!

The more Shen Chen thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and recalling what he had experienced at Ji's house before, he couldn't help but think about this case in his heart.

He carefully took his arm out of Su Chen's hand, and prepared to leave to investigate the case.

Before he could move, the lying man clenched his wrist again.

He slept very insecurely, even if he just left for a second, it didn't seem to work.

Shen Chen was helpless, but couldn't bear to refuse him, so he let him hold his arm.

Before I knew it, the night was already deep.

Outside the window, the moon is clear and bright, and the twilight is thick.

In the house, they hug each other with their feet together, ambiguous and lingering.

Early the next morning, Su Chen was awakened by the pain, and opened his eyes with a frown.

The sun shines down, illuminating everything in the house clearly.

This place is a little strange, Su Chen recalled it, but did not find any clues.

I still remember that the person surnamed Ji said yesterday that he was going to be handed over to the person in charge of criminal punishment, so where is he now? This?

"Hmm..." He struggled to get up, only then did he realize that there was another person sleeping beside him.

Sudden shock in his heart, Su Chen sat up abruptly, but pulled the wound, gasping for breath in pain.

Shen Chen fell into a deep sleep, and woke up when he heard his voice. Seeing him sitting, he couldn't help asking worriedly, "Xiaoye, how are you? Does it still hurt?"

In this situation and in this situation, Shen Chen's question is really easy to make people think wrong.

just like……

Routine concern after doing something.

However, this? The two of them talk about love purely and completely? They are just two elementary school chickens.

But one sentence from Ono was enough to surprise Su Chen.

He turned his head abruptly, his eyes were red, and he looked at him, "Yan Twelve."

The tone was soft and aggrieved.

The author has something to say: Although there is no time to send blessings in time for Christmas, the blessings will be late, but they will not be absent.

Happy New Year's Day, happy new year.

愿一直爱我的你们，平安顺遂，喜乐无忧！感谢在2020-12-1521:57:42~2021-01-0111:00:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Joy! 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: happy! 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!