Lop-Eared Guard

To be honest, the Yan Yi standing in front of him now looks roughly the same as Lu Shangjinliao imagined.It's just more peaceful than he imagined.

I was prepared to be slapped in the face, but what I got was a calm question, but even more desolate panic for no reason.

When he leaned against the car door to light a cigarette, sparks would be reflected in his downcast gray eyes, illuminating the loneliness in his eyes more clearly.

Lu Shangjin wanted to raise his hand to touch him, but his fingertips moved slightly, and he clenched it into his palm restrainedly.

He pondered more than a dozen sentences of apology and retention in his heart, but what he said was: "...I'll make you supper when I get home."

Yan Yi slightly raised the corners of his lips, looked down at the sparks flickering between his fingers: "Go home, go back to your home."

"It's our new home, don't you remember? Someone will come to renovate the vertical wall of the study in two days." Lu Shangjin explained in a low voice, and knocked on the glass to tell the driver to leave, so as not to hear more things that shouldn't be heard.

There was a layer of struggling emotion in Yan Yi's eyes.

He did remember Lu Shangjin's considerate care and love for him in the past year, which was as gentle as the drizzle that fell on his cheeks in early spring when he was 17 years old.

He even clearly remembered that he humbly begged himself not to leave in his sleep.

"I believed you once before." Yan Yi tried his best to loosen his tense shoulders in relief.

Yan Yi's indifference makes Lu Shangjin's hair stand on end, and further confirms his worst guess - Yan Yi will like him wholeheartedly, just because he has his mark on his body.

Lu Shangjin turned his head and looked away, trying his best to hide his pain.

There is an oppressive atmosphere quietly approaching around.

The two sensed the danger approaching at the same time, subconsciously turned their backs to each other, and pointed their guns in different directions.

"Don't get so close." Yan Yi frowned, the muscle memory of this habit of handing over the back to the other party hasn't disappeared yet.

There is a slight difference from the previous partner, Lu Shangjin's posture is more like protecting himself in the small space behind him.

"Get in the car first." Lu Shangjin reached out from behind and hugged him, no one could hurt the little rabbit, and the little rabbit couldn't afford to be hurt again.

Yan Yi opened the driver's door and quickly sat in. Lu Shangjin turned over and fell to the other side, got into the co-pilot, fastened the seat belt skillfully, and pulled out an AK47 from under the seat.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you by my side." Lu Shangjin lowered his head to check the magazine, the right hand that loaded the magazine was always trembling, the bullets scattered under his feet, and he hurriedly picked them up and pushed the magazine.

"Your hand... is something wrong?" Yan Yi looked away from him and glanced at him.

"It's nothing." He hugged the AK, leaned back in the chair tiredly, and forced a relaxed smile, "Do you care about me?"

Yan Yi bit his almost exhausted cigarette butt, turned around, raised his speed to [-], and rushed out like lightning.

Smoke slowly exhaled from the teeth, Yan Yi focused on racing, and occasionally dusted the cigarette ash into the ashtray, "Now I'm a weak omega, I can't help."

There was a bang on the rear windshield, and a bullet trace was scratched on the bulletproof glass.

Originally wanting to say a few more words, Lu Shangjin squeezed out a "fuck" between his teeth, opened the shooting sunroof of the modified Bentley, leaned out his upper body, and shot at the van that was chasing after him.

Yan Yi skillfully controlled the direction, allowing Lu Shangjin to find a chance to shoot steadily while driving at extreme speed.

Two drone bombs buzzed and circled after them. After positioning, they swooped down towards the high-speed Bentley.

"Yanyan! Come out!"

The terrifying roar was like thunder, and Yan Yi was rushed out by a force. The moment he was in the air, the Bentley, which was still speeding, exploded into a ball of fire in front of his eyes.

Lu Shangjin wrapped him in a coat, turned over when he landed, and hit the ground heavily on his back.

Yan Yi lay on top of him, staring blankly at the eyes of the alpha below him, when suddenly the back of the head was pressed to the chest by alpha's big hand, and the light fragrance of narcissus poured into his nostrils.

Alpha's slightly raised eyebrows and eyes were cut from three points of fierceness, and replaced by unbelievable gentleness and stability.

Without time to stay, Lu Shangjin turned over and picked up Yan Yi, leading him into the narrow crack of the building.

Yan Yi put his arms around Lu Shangjin's neck, picked up Lu Shangjin's MP433 with both hands and pointed at the drone chasing behind him, the bullets fired continuously and hit the detonator precisely.

With two loud bangs, the drone exploded into two huge black clouds, which fell on the road behind them, exploding asphalt and stones.

Lu Shangjin's right hand was trembling, and he changed the direction to hold Yanyi, murmured to comfort him, touched Yanyi's hand into his palm, and stroked the tiger's mouth that was sore from the recoil for him.

A tiny electric current rolled through his heart, and Yan Yi bit his lower lip hard.

After escaping back to the villa, Lu Shangjin immediately turned on the highest protection level of the villa's security system to attract attention, and drove away quietly in a dusty old Volkswagen from the back passage of the underground garage.

When he stumbled and locked the door of his new home, Lu Shangjin slumped on the sofa with Yan Yi in his arms, panting violently.

Yan Yi brushed his hand away from him, went to the kitchen to boil a pot of hot water, poured a cup and put it in front of him, stepped on the wooden ladder to the second floor without saying a word, locked himself in the bedroom and never come out.

Lu Shangjin turned over, panted and buried his face in the sofa cushion, took out his mobile phone with his left hand with difficulty, and notified Bi Ruijing and Xia Pingtian of the news of the attack today.

After the trembling of the fingertips of his right hand subsided, he dragged his weary steps up to the second floor. His knuckles touched the closed bedroom door, hung for a while, and then slowly let it go down.

Pet dogs often look forward to following up with their owner's bedroom, feeling safe and accepted in a private space.

Lu Shangjin supported his empty heart, silently enduring the pain.

"I'm going to make you something to eat, it will be uncomfortable to sleep hungry."

A bowl of pumpkin porridge and a plate of cucumber scrambled eggs were brought to the dining table. The young master, who used to keep his fingers in the sun, is now skilled and agile in the kitchen.

Lu Shangjin sat alone at the table and waited for a while, the porridge was cold enough to be palatable, and then sent Yan Yi a message to come down for dinner.

Afterwards, not knowing what to do, she lay silently on the table, slowly rubbed her right shoulder, took a piece of painkiller from her pocket and poured it into her mouth.

The pill stuck to his dry throat, and he took a few sips of water before swallowing it. His mouth was full of bitterness and he didn't bother to press it down.

There was only one dim wall lamp lit in the bedroom, Yan Yi rested his hands on his head, nestled sideways in the pillow, flipping through the phone photo album boredly.

The three or four hundred photos taken during the trip occupy several pages, turning over one by one, occasionally lingering on a certain photo, Alpha, who was lying on the beach with him, hugged his shoulders childishly, and his love The couples in the movie are no different.

Originally thought that turning over for a while would make him sleepy, but after more than an hour, Yan Yi was still awake.

After looking through the travel photos, I saw a group photo at home, and the background is the bed he is lying on now.

He zoomed in to see the Tuzki drawn on the glands of the back of Lu Jin's neck with a marker.

How could an alpha who was willing to let himself be reckless be Lu Shangjin?

Yan Yi got up to get the water glass on the table. There was an old paper crane hanging from the neck of the retro desk lamp on the table. A piece of paper was hung on a thin thread under the paper crane. On it was a familiar handwriting, which read: My first gift from Bunny.

An unbearable irritability suddenly rose in his heart, Yan Yi gritted his teeth and tore off the paper crane, held it in his hand, and threw it into the wastebasket.

He hated the pretended affection, and let himself be cheated into nothing again and again.

Yan Yi dug out the backpack in the closet, picked up a few changes of clothes and stuffed them in. He suddenly realized that he still had his own things downstairs, so he took the backpack and opened the bedroom door.

Lu Shangjin was startled, holding a bowl of golden pumpkin porridge that had been reheated several times, standing awkwardly outside the bedroom door, almost knocked over by Yan Yi.

Yan Yi stared blankly at the porridge bowl in his hand, then walked out of the bedroom sideways from the gap beside him.

Lu Shangjin saw that he was carrying a bag, and he could see a change of clean underwear and shirts from the open zipper.

He didn't stop Yan Yi, but walked slowly into the bedroom and put the porridge bowl on the table.Seeing the half of the thread that was torn off the neck of the desk lamp, I was stunned for a while.

Then bent down and rummaged through the wastebasket, picked out the crumpled paper crane, put it in the palm of his hand and flattened it, spread out the two wings that were creased by Yan Yi, and tied back the broken thread.

The right hand didn't work very well, and it took 5 minutes to concentrate on tying the paper crane back to its original state.

Turning his head, Yan Yi leaned against the door with his backpack hanging on one shoulder, and looked at him with his arms folded. His gaze stayed on the paper crane tied back for a moment, and then turned to the side impatiently.

Lu Shangjin opened his mouth, but his throat was choked and he couldn't speak.

Yan Yi asked, "Where did you receive my things?"

Before leaving home, Lu Shangjin hid all of Yan Yi's belongings, not so much because he was afraid that he would leave, but because he was afraid that Yan Yi would leave too happily and resolutely.

Lu Shangjin looked at him helplessly, wiped the sweat off his palms, and explained in a low voice: "The miscarriage...I'm sorry, I was too reckless and suspicious..."

Yan Yi pushed aside Lu Shangjin, rummaged in the drawer under the bed, found a pack of small things, opened the seal and looked, and put them all into the backpack.

He turned to leave, but his arm was grabbed, and Alpha hugged him from behind, his cold and sweaty hands wrapped around his waist helplessly.

"It's dangerous outside, it's too late, midnight, too cold..." Lu Shangjin choked up and kissed his hair, "You sleep here, I won't come in."

Yan Yi's eyes froze for a few seconds, and he made up his mind to break off his fingers. His right hand seemed to be unable to exert much strength, and it was easily broken off.

In a panic, Lu Shangjin took out a piece of paper folded into a square from his pocket, carefully flattened it, and handed the paper to Yan Yi with his trembling right hand.

"You said you still love me at the age of 27, and you wrote it to me." Lu Shangjin looked at him desperately and eagerly, as if looking at the last match in his hand that was about to burn out.

Yan Yi shivered as if being pricked by a needle, grabbed the piece of paper from his hand and tore it to shreds, and patted it back into Lu Shangjin's hand: "I broke my promise, you go and sue me!"

Lu Shangjin's vision was blurred for a moment, and when it became clear again, he saw the door of the house being slammed shut.

He stood alone in the suddenly silent bedroom, like a domestic dog abandoned in the countryside at night, waiting at a loss for the car lights that would never turn back.

It was difficult to get a taxi in the middle of the night, and Yan Yi walked aimlessly along the road, with countless balls of messy wool tied to his heart, trying to tear it off, but it became tighter and tighter, causing his heart to hurt.

Even if there was an ambush waiting for him outside, he had to leave.

Suddenly his eyes darkened, Yan Yi knelt down on a pool of stones by the side of the road, and lay down on his side in pain, clutching his aching lower abdomen, cold sweat oozing from his forehead dripped down his cheeks.

The moment he was about to lose consciousness, his body was pulled into warm arms, his strong arms wrapped around his knees, and he was picked up, his forehead was pressed against Alpha's broad chest.

Yan Yi would rather the light fragrance of narcissus pouring into his nostrils and glands come from the green belt beside the road than the person who hugged him.

He felt that the bundle of narcissus pheromone was extremely unstable, but he was unable to open his eyes. He could only realize that he was put in the back seat of the car. Later, he didn't even have this clear consciousness.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Dr. Zhong clocked in for work.

As soon as he entered the lobby, he saw Lu Shangjin sitting on a bench waiting anxiously.

"Mr. Good morning, what happened?" Dr. Zhong glanced at his watch, "Emergency room last night?"

Lu Shangjin nodded, and said hoarsely, "He recovered completely last night, and his state and mood are not stable."

He didn't allow me to go up and see him.

The elevator door opened a crack.

Lu Shangjin stood up abruptly, and quickly went to help Yanyi out.

Yan Yi's face turned pale, and his footsteps were even more erratic than when he was just sent to the hospital. He was supported by him in a trance like a lost soul, without saying a word.

"What's the matter, what did the doctor say?" Lu Shangjin's heart became tighter and tighter. Looking at Yan Yi's state, he might be suffering from some serious illness.

"Gland disease? The root of the disease is left? Why is it uncomfortable?" Lu Shangjin circled around him in a hurry, and finally couldn't help blocking him, put his hands on Yan Yi's shoulders, leaned over and stared at him, "Tell me !"

Yan Yi pushed him away suddenly, and the loud slap could almost hear the echo in the hall.

"You're a beast," he said.

Lu Shangjin stood in front of him in a daze, his cheeks were burning hot, and he was too helpless to touch them. He picked up the scattered inspection reports, looked at them at a glance, paused in surprise, and held his breath to read them carefully again.

His eyes stayed on the blurry image for a long time before slowly moving to a series of data below.

The doctor said that everything is normal for the fetus, and it has been three months.

"..." Lu Shangjin's lips trembled, his eyes blurred.

Suddenly he picked up Yan Yi and ran into the elevator, asking the doctors and nurses all the way back to the consulting room.

The old doctor who had just done a B-ultrasound for Yan Yi frowned when he saw Alpha rushing into the consulting room recklessly: "If you don't take him home and take good care of him, why run away?"

Yan Yi pushed away the hands tightly wrapped around his waist, turned his eyes to the window and did not speak.

The old doctor lowered his glasses and raised his eyes to look at the couple. He always felt that the atmosphere between the two was weird. Thinking that they were another pair of young people who only knew how to enjoy themselves regardless of their health, he coughed contemptuously:

"Sir, miscarriage is very harmful to the body now, and the omega glands have undergone surgery. A person cannot guarantee the supply of pheromones needed by the fetus. Alpha has to take good care of it."

Suddenly, under the surprised eyes of everyone in the consulting room, Lu Shangjin took out a brand new notebook the size of a palm from his pocket, and concentrated on recording the doctor's instructions.

Yan Yi sat on the side, looking at Lu Shangjin's side face with his head down taking notes from the reflection in the glass, his concentrated appearance looked like a teenager preparing for the college entrance examination in the classroom.

There is water flowing into the heart, gently stroking the long-dried wound.