I made the hero cry in quick time

"There is a specialty in art. You are an ordinary person. Why do you compare yourself to him." An Ruochu patted him on the shoulder, comforting him, then thought of something, and said to him in a low voice: "Tell you, my little bodyguard. His body is full of scars, including knife scars and bullet marks. It looks like someone who has experienced a hail of bullets, so he is no different from ordinary bodyguards. He is very capable. Otherwise, how could I tolerate him..."

Ming Che's heart skipped a beat when he heard it.

blurted out, "Then who was he before?"

"I don't know." An Ruochu ate the freshly grilled kebabs, "I only know that he is Aunt Ren, that is, someone my stepmother found through her relationship. I don't know much about his past, but that's not important."

Although he is a little curious.

But if Han Lie didn't say anything, he wouldn't force him to ask.

Ming Che fell silent.

"Then your stepmother is really kind to you." After a moment of silence, Mingche murmured, but his expression was a little strange.

"It's okay, at least there is no plot of abuse by the vicious stepmother." An Ruochu took two bites of barbecue, proud of her barbecue skills, couldn't help but turned her head and shouted, "Zhou Qian, why don't you come down to eat some Stuff? This young master baked it himself!"

Han Lie sat on the boulder.

He glanced down to see the flaunting expression on his face.

Ming Che had a gloomy expression.

Yes, I have my own light bulb.

Han Lie lazily said: "No need, I'm afraid I'll be poisoned and die if I eat Master An's food..."

An Ruochu turned pale with anger.

"Do you like to eat or not, as if someone begged you to eat it!" An Ruochu gritted his teeth in anger at being treated like a donkey again, and gave Mingche a bunch of roasted ones, "Mingche, you eat!"

Ming Che took it with a smile.

I ate a large piece of mutton.

Can't help but say, "Ruochu, you seem to care about what the bodyguard thinks?"

An Ruochu's eyes widened when he heard this, and his face was confused, "Do I have it? How can I? Who cares what he thinks, he's just my bodyguard, not my father, Whocare?"

Ming Che sighed.

If not, there wouldn't be such a big reaction.

They went out on a date, but in the words he talked, eight out of ten sentences were accompanied by bodyguards.

Didn't he find out by himself?

"Mingche, let's stop talking about him, eat..." Mingche's words made An Ruochu a little upset, as if he was implying something to him, he tried his best to change the subject, trying not to mention the bodyguard.

Ming Che felt better.

But I think he is too deliberate.

An Ruochu took out another folding table and put it in order, took out the wine and glasses from the backpack.

"There is wine and meat to live up to this great mountain and river! Mingche, have a drink!" An Ruochu poured a small cup, clinked glasses with Mingche, drank it in a good mood, and thought that the two of them would eat below When the meat drinks, the people above can only smell it.

I'm afraid I'm going to starve to death.

He deserves it for being greedy, who told him not to know what is good or bad.

Ming Che felt bored.

He drank several glasses in a row.

The two chatted while eating, and watched the scenery quietly after eating.

When it was almost dusk, the three were ready to leave.

An Ruochu yelled to leave, and Han Lie jumped off the boulder.

"Here, don't say I have no conscience..." An Ruochu saw that he had finally come down, and gave him three skewers of meat wrapped in tinfoil, "It's still hot, eat it quickly..."

Ming Che was packing his backpack.

Stop looking.

Han Lie raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Mingche, and then at An Ruochu.

A half-smile: "Didn't I say I wouldn't eat it, who told you to keep it for me?"

"Hey, why are you so ignorant!" An Ruochu was so angry that he punched him in the chest, with a little anger on his face, "You are my bodyguard, if you don't eat, if you are in danger, where do you have the strength? Protect me? Are you trying to be lazy if you don't eat?"

Han Lie hooked his lips.

That's a good reason to be convincing.

The corner of his mouth twitched, "Okay..."

He took three skewers of roast meat.

Only then did An Ruochu smile again.

Mingche didn't speak, his expression was a little gloomy, he just quickly packed his backpack.On the way down the mountain, An Ruochu kept talking, while Ming Che and Han Lie were silent.

"Ming Che, shall we go to the movies tonight?" After getting in the car, An Ruochu excitedly talked about the date plan with Ming Che, and before Ming Che could answer, he asked Han Lie who was driving in front, "Zhou Qian, what are you doing?" Is there a movie you want to see?"

Han Lie looked downcast, "Master An, it's your date, why are you asking me?"

"Yeah, why should I ask you!" An Ruochu opened his mouth, and realized that he was a little strange, then turned to ask Mingche, "Mingche, do you have any movies you want to watch? I remember you said last time What were you thinking about..."

Ming Che had some expectations.

At this time, I felt nothing.

Helplessly reminded him, "It's a new movie, "Walking in the Clouds""

Ming Che lowered his head and smiled wryly.

An Ruochu can't always remember what he said.

"That's right, that's it. I'm sorry Mingche, I can't remember things in my head..." An Ruochu patted his head, with an annoyed expression on his face, and then reminded Han Lie to go to the movie theater he often goes to.

Mingche smiled, "It's okay, I'm used to it."

It was obviously An Ruochu who came to confess to him.But when they were dating, it seemed that they were always chasing people.

A year is enough for him to get used to it.

Han Lie glanced at the rearview mirror.

He finally knew what was strange about these two people.

One is too cautious, one is too heartless, the humble one is either too affectionate, or he must have other plans, and the other one can be interpreted as not liking enough, or too used to being praised.

One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

The two went to the movies, and it was almost nine o'clock when they came out.

An Ruochu yelled again that she was hungry.

So I proposed to go to a nearby vegetarian restaurant.

The three of them got out of the car and had to pass a small path to the restaurant.

In the aisle, a motorcycle roared suddenly. The man behind the driver had a gun barrel exposed under the long sleeves of his black coat. Han Lie's expression changed, and he dragged An Ruochu who was talking to Ming Che.

And he flung out the dagger from his waist.

The bullets from the suppressed pistol were fired, and An Ruochu, who was pulled away, dodged.

But Ming Che was shot.

The bullet grazed his ear, and blood flowed profusely immediately.

And the palm of the gunman was also pierced by Han Lie's knife, and the pistol fell to the ground, leaving only a wailing scream.

The motorcycle roared away quickly.

"Scared to death!" An Ruochu hugged Han Lie's arm tightly, stroked his heart, and said with annoyed expression, "Why did I forget to draw the gun just now, or I would have to shoot him dead!"

He has been practicing marksmanship for several days.

He also sticks behind his buttocks, but his mind goes blank again when he is in danger.

Can't remember at all.

Han Lie wanted to laugh when he heard that he was an afterthought.

He pointed to the person next to him.

Only then did An Ruochu notice that Mingche was injured, and she was startled when she saw that he was covering his ears and his hands were covered in blood.

"Mingche, you're injured, is it serious?" An Ruochu asked worriedly, and pulled Mingche's hand again, only to find that his ear was scratched and there was a big gash, only a few centimeters away from hitting the head department.

Mingche shook his head, his face turned pale.

He heard what An Ruochu said about the distress, but he didn't feel it deeply.

It was only when he himself was caught in the same boat that he finally realized the sense of terror that his life was hanging by a thread.

"It's all my fault for hurting you." An Ruochu wiped his blood and immediately asked Han Lie to take him to the hospital. On the way, he couldn't help complaining to Han Lie, "Zhou Qian, can you be smarter next time and protect me?" Protect Mingche even when you are here?"

Han Lie was driving the car, glanced at the rearview mirror, and said in a cold tone, "Master An, I am your bodyguard, and I am only responsible to you. The life and death of other people has nothing to do with me."

"You, why are you so cold-blooded?" An Ruochu glared at him angrily.

Han Lie shrugged, "I really don't have that much extra benevolence. Besides, if you get hurt because of distracting you because of saving others, Mr. An will probably be very unhappy. There is no way. I am a foodie and worry about you."

An Ruochu still wanted to say.

"Ruochu, it's okay, it's just a small scratch." Ming Che held him back, shaking his head with a pale face.There were only some superficial wounds on the ears, but the feeling of a blank mind after the bullet grazed his ears just now is something that people will never forget.

An Ruochu muttered, "This time it's just a minor injury, it might not be the case next time."

The car arrived at the nearest hospital.

It was almost eleven o'clock when Mingche was treated to stop the bleeding.

An Ruochu was worried, and ordered Han Lie to send Mingche home.

The car arrived in front of the dilapidated single building where Ming Che lived, the mottled iron door opened, and a young and beautiful girl came out, and she was surprised to see Ming Che with gauze wrapped around her ears, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Ming Che shook his head, not wanting to say.

He just turned his head and said goodbye to the two of them.

The iron gate closed again, and Han Lie turned around and left.

After getting in the car, An Ruochu was thoughtful.

"Mingche shouldn't be burdened by me, maybe I should break up with him." An Ruochu murmured, thinking of when this heart-wrenching affair would end, every time she went out on a date, she would feel such a shocking heartbeat.

It doesn't matter to myself.

He is protected by Han Lie.

But Mingche, what if something happens to him.

When seeing him injured, the idea of ​​breaking up immediately popped up in An Ruochu's mind.

But he didn't say anything in the car.

"Zhou Qian, do you think I should break up with him?" An Ruochu was at a loss for a while, so he had to ask Han Lie who was driving, "You are right, you mainly have to protect me, you can't be distracted, but I don't want him to get hurt because of me." Injuried."

Han Lie hooked his lips.

It seems that this person is not too heartless.

He also said lightly: "In matters such as feelings, it is best to follow your own heart when making any decision. I am just an outsider, so how can I point out Young Master An's feelings, otherwise you will regret it one day, so don't blame me? "

An Ruochu frowned, thinking that what he said was reasonable.

When going home to rest, An Ruochu lay on the bed, hesitating for a while.

Still picked up the phone and called Ming Che, the other party answered straightforwardly, "Ming Che, I am not in a suitable state for dating now, I don't want what happened today to happen again, let's break up."

Ming Che was silent for a while.

A deep voice came, "Ruochu, I'm not afraid of any danger when I'm with you."

An Ruochu sat up, ruffling her chestnut-colored hair.He frowned and said, "But, I don't want to involve others. If something happens to you because of me, I will feel uneasy."

Ming Che laughed.

He said firmly, "I won't agree to break up. Ruochu, don't break up easily because of a little obstacle, okay? You will make me feel that our relationship is not worth mentioning and cannot stand the slightest test... ..."