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The air was silent for a moment.

Then there was the dull sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

Qi Yi didn't know what this lunatic He Zhiyu was going to do again, he frowned slightly, and secretly exerted force on his hands, even if a layer of flesh was hanging down, he still wanted to pull his hands out of the pair of sharp iron rings.

However, a few seconds had passed, and He Zhiyu didn't seem to want to touch him again.

Subconsciously feeling something was wrong, he opened his eyes, but met a pair of black eyes that he was all too familiar with.

At this moment Qi Yi almost thought that his eyes were dazzled, and blinked a few times to make sure that it was not a hallucination.

Suddenly there was a dense layer of mist in front of him, Qi Yi felt that he should be shocked, but at this moment he just shrank his shoulders, and smiled from the bottom of his heart: "I knew you would come."

His Ah Yin came to save him.

At this moment, Mo Yin looked at Qi Yi's bruised body helplessly, and wanted to remove the iron ring in his hand, but looked at the edge soaked in blood, and didn't dare to do it.

Facing Qi Yi's smiling face, Mo Yin pursed her lips anxiously, her ink-like eyes were full of self-blame, the back of her hand clutching the iron chain burst with dark blue blood vessels, and she was looking for a mechanism to rescue Qi Yi. .

Seeing this, Qi Yi was about to say that He Zhiyu had left the key outside the door, but Qing Lan had already found the key very reliably, and quickly opened the lock rings on Qi Yi's hands and feet.

After confirming that the person in front of him was Mo Yin, Qi Yi relaxed. He softened his body and buried his head on Mo Yin's shoulder. His forehead lightly rubbed against Mo Yin's neck, and his voice became hoarse. Vulnerabilities that are not usually available:

"I'm in so much pain, my hands hurt, my shoulders hurt, my bones hurt, I'm tired and hurt, and I can't take a good rest these days..."

Hearing Qi Yi's coquettish complaints, Mo Yin felt a dull pain in his chest, wanted to hug Qi Yi tightly but was afraid of touching the wound on Qi Yi's body, and almost cried out.

"Ayi, Ayi..."

He stumbled and called to Qi Yi, his voice became dry and rusty after he had barely uttered these days, and he didn't even say any words of love to comfort others, dry, but his gentleness remained the same:

"Don't be afraid, I, I'm here, I'm here."

Qi Yi bent his eyes, listening to Moyin's voice, which was not very pleasant, but felt that it was more moving than any other sound of nature in the world.

"Well, don't be afraid." Qi Yi leaned against Mo Yin's shoulder and smiled lightly.

In the past few days, he has been terrified and cheered up. Now listening to Mo Yin's voice, all the uneasiness seemed to dissipate in an instant, and exhaustion surged up. He really wanted to just sleep in Mo Yin's arms.

Looking around, he didn't see He Zhiyu's figure. Although Qi Yi didn't want to see He Zhiyu's face again, after thinking about it, he still asked, "Where is He Zhiyu?"

"I was thrown out of the door by the young master." Qing Lan said softly.

She stood at the door with a neat ponytail, wearing a black deacon uniform, and the white gloves on her hands were stained with blood.

Was thrown out?What's Moyin's speed?

"Go and have a look." Qi Yi got up a little and wanted to get out of bed, but Mo Yin wrapped him in his arms.

Mo Yin looked at Qi Yi disapprovingly, wanting to deal with Qi Yi's injuries first.

Before Mo Yin could speak, Qing Lan, who was always aware of current affairs, immediately turned around and left, looking for a medical kit in their car.

Seeing Mo Yin stubbornly blocking him, Qi Yi didn't force him, but just told him: "Don't let He Zhiyu run away."

Hearing this, Moyin pondered for a moment, nodded, got up and went out, within a few seconds, He Zhiyu's shrill scream came from outside the door, it was so ear-piercing as if it could cut through the air.

Before Qi Yi could react, Mo Yin strode back and hugged Qi Yi again.

Although he didn't know what Mo Yin did, Qi Yi looked at Mo Yin's calm face, and somehow he was not in a hurry. He simply leaned into Mo Yin's arms, pinched Mo Yin's fingers and said, "How did you find me? I just now I also heard from He Zhiyu that no one doubted him."

"He's suspicious." Mo Yin said seriously.

In fact, after Qi Yi disappeared, Mo Yin suspected everyone who had been in contact with Qi Yi indiscriminately, no matter whether those people looked harmless or suspicious.

Even Qin Ke sent someone to follow him.

He had been collecting and reporting clues non-stop for the past few days, and finally found that although He Zhiyu was very excited in front of others, as soon as he left the school, he calmed down again.

So he decisively followed He Zhiyu and came to this He family's residence.

It's just that these Mo Yins didn't tell Qi Yi in detail. Now he is only worried about Qi Yi's wounds, and said succinctly: "I followed him."

Qi Yi suddenly guessed that Mo Yin was not the only one following He Zhiyu, he looked at the dark blue and black in Mo Yin's eyes, and sighed helplessly: "I made you worry."

Mo Yin nodded aggrievedly, wrapped her arms around Qi Yi's waist, looked at Qi Yi's shoulder, wanted to touch it but dared not touch it, so could only blow on the wound childishly, and said in a low voice: "Don't touch it again. , for the sake of others, get hurt, okay?"

Facing Qi Yi's smiling eyes, Mo Yin lowered his gaze, his eyelashes trembling slightly, "I will be sad."

If it wasn't for A Yi who made himself cold and exhausted for those insignificant people in the school, how could He Zhiyu take advantage of it...

Also, he shouldn't have left A Yi's side for a cell phone.

The more Mo Yin thought about it, the more she blamed herself. Only when she hugged Qi Yi and felt that Qi Yi was still in her arms, could her impetuous heart calm down a little.

Qi Yi looked at Mo Yin's aggrieved appearance, and suddenly remembered what he had said to He Zhiyu before.

Look, look, this guy Moyin is so precious to himself.

If there were no one around, Qi Yi felt that he would have to show off again.

But seeing Mo Yin was really sad at the moment, he still suppressed his smile, he didn't have the strength to rub Mo Yin's chin lightly, and his voice softened and said pamperingly: "Okay, okay, listen to you."

At this time, there was a faint noise like a fight outside the door, but it fell silent again after a few clicks.

Then, Qing Lan came in with a medical kit and handed it to Mo Yin, just applying medicine to Qi Yi's wound on He Zhiyu's site in such a grand manner, without even leaving in a hurry.

"Where is this place? Will it be dangerous for us to stay here?" Qi Yi still asked worriedly.

If it's dangerous, he'd better leave here before he can heal the wound.

"The He family." Qing Lan said calmly, looking at the scars on Qi Yi's body, the knuckles under the bloody gloves curled up slightly, and let out another murderous crisp sound, "But don't worry, Young Master Qi, no one will dare Come here, He Zhiyu can't run away either."

I have to say that Qing Lan is really reliable at this time, and Qi Yi is relieved immediately.

Mo Yin was concentrating on administering medicine to Qi Yi at the moment, but when he heard He Zhiyu's name, his eyes still darkened. His already dark eyes were as quiet as a cold pool, carrying the coldness of the underworld.

Qi Yi didn't understand what it meant that Qing Lan couldn't run, but when he was carried out by Mo Yin, he found that He Zhiyu was sitting on the ground with his head covered in blood, his legs were limp on the ground at a strange angle, which was obviously caused by being held by Mo Yin. Broken.

Thinking about the moment when Mo Yin went out just now, it became clear instantly.

It's ridiculous to say that the house He Zhiyu used to lock him up turned out to be the warehouse where He Zhiyu was locked up.

At this time, He Zhiyu almost had no strength to speak, he just stared at Mo Yin with hatred, his sinister gaze was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

After swallowing a few times, he took a breath, stiffened his neck and said slowly, "How did you find this place?"

He felt that his disguise was very good. Where did he go wrong?

Mo Yin's expression was equally cold, and even his eyes were sharp, but he didn't intend to answer his question.

Just as he was about to take Qi Yi away, Qi Yi suddenly patted him on the shoulder and asked him to put himself down first.

Mo Yin frowned, and put Qi Yi down obediently after a while, but held Qi Yi's hand nervously.

He Zhiyu looked at Qi Yi, whom he was almost able to snatch, squatting slowly in front of him, with a little hope in his eyes.

Even if Qi Yi can care about him a little bit...

However, Qi Yi showed a bit of a naughty smile, "He Zhiyu, can you give me the information in your hand?"

For Qi Yi, this is He Zhiyu's only value.

Hearing this, He Zhiyu woke up instantly from his unrealistic dream, and almost laughed out loud. He coughed, looked at his broken leg, and at the hand held by Qi Yi and Mo Yin, he felt that he My whole body started to ache.

"Why give it to you?" He asked with a smile, almost crying, "Have you seen what Mo Yin did to me, do you think you can suppress his violent side?"

Seeing that Qi Yi didn't reply, his voice was suddenly sharp, with obstinate and paranoid madness, "Xiao Yi, let me tell you, Mo Yin will also change, he will become just like me! How much you hate me, when the time comes How much you will hate Moyin!"

There was a bit of teasing in Qi Yi's eyes, but after hearing this, he suddenly became cold.

He thought for a while and said, "Actually, I don't think any violence is a reasonable way to solve the problem."

Seeing He Zhiyu's sarcasm, he said again: "But it also depends on the target and the environment. Blind tolerance is useless to some scum, otherwise, what's the death penalty for?"

After finishing speaking, Qi Yi stood up and looked at He Zhiyu with seriousness and compassion, "He Zhiyu, Qi Yi who gave you the thousand paper cranes back then is no longer in this world."

Seeing that He Zhiyu opened his eyes wide, showing a fragile and wanting to escape emotion, Qi Yi said again: "I always felt that I couldn't forgive you."

before?

He Zhiyu looked up eagerly, with a dry voice, "What about now?"

He instinctively believed that what Qi Yi said must not be what he liked to hear, but he still had a glimmer of hope.

"Now?" Qi Yi tilted his head, his indifferent gaze was exactly the same as that of Mo Yin, "I only hope that there has never been someone like you in this world."

Qi Yi wanted He Zhiyu to die, so he didn't need to do anything at all.

What's it like to be denied existence by the people you value most?

He Zhiyu stared blankly at Qi Yi pulling Mo Yin away without looking back, completely paralyzed, and laughed silently, but his face was soaked.

In the end, he had nothing.

His life, ridiculous, is a paranoid and crazy joke from beginning to end.